Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

"Of course I did. Who asked you two to sit in front of me, all wet and dressed like that?"

Yincheng carried his wife in his arms, walked to the living room in two or three steps, and threw her directly onto the soft sofa cushion.

"That's true. If Sachiko hadn't been here, I'm afraid we would have started it in the bathroom."

Tomoko Matsumoto licked her lips gently, and her eyes became vague and blurred.

The gentle and virtuous face became a thing of the past in the blink of an eye, and now my wife has completely become a captive of hormones.

"It's not too late to start now. We don't have anything planned for tomorrow anyway, so we can sleep in as late as we want."

Yincheng's hands had long been aimed at the most prominent target on the wife's body, and he pressed it down to greet her without any hesitation.

Even after trying Matsumoto Sachiko, Ginjō was still amazed by his wife's greatness.

The fluffy, soft and elastic pudding will always be a top-notch food that you will never get tired of, no matter when it was produced.

The hot blood in Yincheng's body was already boiling hot, and he urgently needed his wife to cool it down.

Matsumoto Tomoko raised the corner of her mouth, nodded vigorously, then grabbed Ginjo's collar and pulled him towards her.

The sky outside the window was thick and inky black, as if it was completely covered by a huge velvet curtain.

The sky is dotted with stars and the Milky Way stretches across it, as if it is within reach.

A bright moon hung in the sky, and its silvery-white light seemed so faint in the darkness.

The hustle and bustle of the day has completely died down, and comfort and tranquility have become the main theme of the night.

But the air, which still retains its warmth, seems to contain a subtle mixture of vitality and restlessness, making people wonder where their source comes from.

In the courtyard of the apartment, the small garden that the wife watered with her own hands was lush and green under the moonlight.

The breeze blew, the branches and leaves rustled, and those unnamed flowers were still blooming in the night. Although the colors were not as bright and dazzling as those in the daytime, they had a hazy beauty.

The petals sway slightly, emitting a faint fragrance, like a unique rhythm of life, growing quietly in silence.

Facing his wife, whom he was most familiar with and with whom he had fought the most times, Ginjo Sosuke released his power without reservation.

Even turning the air conditioner on full blast wasn't enough to keep out the heat radiating from him.

Under the instigation of her daughter and the stimulation of Ginjo, Matsumoto Tomoko seemed to be more relaxed than before.

It seemed that only at this moment could she temporarily break away from the identity of housewife and mother and become a woman who truly belonged to herself.

She forgot about time and responsibilities, and all she could see was Ginjō's handsome face covered in sweat and his muscles bulging from exerting all his strength.

There were only a few dim street lights left on the streets, and every household had gone to sleep for the night.

Only in one room of this apartment was a sweet and passionate sleepless night taking place.

The weather was too hot, so Ginjo Sousuke woke up.

He looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was morning, no, to be more precise it should be afternoon, 2:15 pm.

There are only a few days left in August, but there is no sign that summer is about to leave.

But even if this is the case, a room with air conditioning on shouldn't be this hot. It almost feels like one would get heatstroke even if they were indoors.

Ginjo Sousuke turned over and looked at the air conditioner hanging on the wall.

Damn, I don't know when it stopped working. No wonder this place turned into a scorching hell.

At first, Yincheng thought that someone accidentally touched the switch on the remote control while sleeping, so he found the remote control and pressed it several times.

The familiar buzzing sound of the air conditioner starting up did not sound. Yincheng turned on the bedside lamp with a puzzled look on his face and confirmed that there was no power outage in the room.

Could it be that I turned up the wind speed and temperature to the maximum limit when I was exercising last night, causing this antique to be overloaded and accidentally burn out?

Ginjo sighed helplessly, picked up the T-shirt thrown on the floor and wiped the sweat off his face, then moved a chair over and stood on it to study the machine to see if it was possible to repair it.

Such noise seemed to have disturbed Matsumoto Tomoko who was sleeping soundly. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, raised her head and looked at Ginjō in confusion.

I have to say that women are indeed more tolerant of heat than men. In such a stuffy and hot environment, my wife can still sleep so soundly.

But it is also possible that she was just too tired. By the end of last night, she had completely exhausted her strength and couldn't even do a simple movement like lifting her legs.

"What happened, Sousuke-kun?"

Matsumoto Tomoko struggled to turn over. It was indeed a bit strange to see Ginjo standing on a chair and busying herself with something so early in the morning.

"Good morning, Sister Tomoko. It looks like the air conditioner is broken."

Ginjo Sousuke turned around and answered her, pointing to the machine above his head.

"Good morning...eh? Is it this late already?"

Matsumoto Tomoko didn't react to what Ginjo said for a while, but was frightened by the wall clock.

"Yeah, because it was almost dawn when we fell asleep, right?"

Ginjo smiled at her. With the skill of super-fast recovery, he didn't feel tired even after fighting all night.

"Ah, Sachiko actually got it right..."

The wife couldn't help but curl her lips when she thought about being teased by her daughter when she got home at night.

"That kind of thing is okay. Sachiko was just joking at most. She won't really mind."

In Ginjo's opinion, it would be a good idea to let Matsumoto Sachiko understand the intensity of exercising with himself in advance, because sooner or later it will be her turn.

"Well, I hope so. By the way, Sousuke-kun just said that the air conditioner is broken???"

Matsumoto Tomoko woke up a little from her sleep and returned to the most crucial issue.

"Yeah, I don't know what went wrong, but it can't blow out cold air. I've actually been researching it for a while, so I woke up Sister Tomoko."

Ginjo Sosuke turned back and continued to look at the opened machine panel, trying to find the source of the failure.

"I'm sorry, I should have gotten up a long time ago. Do you need my help?"

The wife propped herself up and sat up, and with that came, of course, the all-too-familiar and seductive movement.

"Well, there's nothing I can help you with."

"I'm still investigating the cause. I'm not repairing anything. And to be honest, it seems that air conditioners these days are not something that can be repaired well by laymen."

Ginjo Sosuke seemed to be about to check the error message reference manual of the air conditioner. He held the remote control in one hand and turned it on and off, switched modes, but the machine still did not blow out cold air.

"I think this air conditioner has been used for too long. If it doesn't work, it would be better to just replace it with a new one."

Tomoko Matsumoto slowly walked to the chair and raised her head to look upwards.

"But August is almost over, and I don't think it will be hot for many more days."

Ginjo Sousuke said casually while fiddling with the remote control.

"That's the same thing. Even if there's not much summer left, we can't let Sousuke-kun down."

The wife expected that Yincheng would stay in this room for a long time, so ensuring his comfort was her first priority.

Ginjo turned his head and looked down at his wife from a high position.

She had just woken up and had no time to put on her clothes. The womanly scent of a little sweat soon filled the whole room...

Chapter 523 The Nature of a Woman in the Body

Twenty years old is the age when boys are at the peak of their energy.

No matter whether it is morning or noon, as soon as I wake up, I will always be in high spirits.

Ginjo Sosuke is naturally no exception. If there really is such a competition, it would not be an exaggeration to call him the strongest among them.

You know, not everyone has the exaggerated ability to fight all night, let alone recover as before and return to the court full of energy the next day.

"Sousuke-kun, don't waste your time. I'll go order a new air conditioner right away and it should be installed tomorrow."

"You can come home with me in a while and stay at my place for the night."

Matsumoto Tomoko raised her head and spoke to Ginjo who was standing on the chair, but just as she finished speaking, she found that her nose was hit head-on by something that turned around.

The hard feeling made her mistakenly think it was the air conditioner remote control at first, but the hot temperature seemed to remind her of another answer.

Sure enough, she glanced to the side and found that the real remote control was still firmly held in Ginjo's hand.

"That's all I can do. I'm going to take a shower first. I'm sweating a lot."

Ginjo Sosuke just turned around casually and brought a new shock to his wife's cheek.

"Well, Sosuke-kun, don't be so anxious. We have to take a shower anyway, so why not..."

Matsumoto Tomoko stared straight ahead, she didn't expect that Ginjo was standing at such a perfect height on the chair.

Her hands seemed to rise automatically without any thought and directly grasped Ginjo's remote control.

With a flick of the switch, the upright humanoid fighting machine quickly responded.

Tomoko Matsumoto no longer has to kneel on the ground as usual. She can reach the destination in one step by just standing on tiptoe.

The afternoon sun shone unscrupulously on the dense leaves, and the birds hiding among them began to sing excitedly on the branches.

There was the sound of running water in the bathroom. The wife, who had just woken up and had a big meal, was brushing her teeth while washing off her sweaty body under the shower.

Ginjo Sosuke came out before her, after all, boys are quite fast in showering.

After wiping off the water droplets on my body with a bath towel, the indescribable feeling of heat finally subsided a little.

Once my wife finishes showering, we'll move out quickly. In the summer, you don't want to stay in a room without air conditioning for even a second.

Although there were not many people in the apartment at this time, to be on the safe side, the two of them left Ginjo's room one after the other a few minutes apart.

While waiting for Matsumoto Tomoko to take out the key and open the door, Ginjo rushed in and turned on the air conditioner.

The cool world finally came to the world again. He breathed a sigh of relief and felt like he was alive again.

The wife first changed her clothes, then washed some fruits and placed them on the coffee table. The two of them hugged each other leisurely and watched the light-hearted and funny variety show.

This kind of free and easy summer time may be the ideal life that many people dream of.

She relaxed comfortably for the entire afternoon, and it was not until the evening that Tomoko Matsumoto reluctantly returned to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

About an hour later, Matsumoto Sachiko finished her part-time job and returned home.

"I'm back, Mom~"

"Ah, Sousuke is here too!"