Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

He replenished water several times along the way, and after mowing for nearly an hour, he finally finished half of the yard.

Yincheng judged that there was no way to handle such a large yard all at once, so the rest would have to wait until the evening when the weather cooled down or tomorrow.

As he planned this, he put the cut weeds into a garbage bag.

"Ok?"

When he looked up to wipe the dripping sweat, he met the eyes of Matsumoto Tomoko who happened to be walking down from the second floor.

The lady smiled and waved at Yincheng, apparently cheering him on.

"Take a break, Sousuke-kun. You're sweating so much."

The wife took out an ice pack from her luggage, wrapped it in a towel and placed it on the back of Yincheng's neck to cool him down.

"Yeah, it's true that it gets a lot hotter than I thought when I started working."

Yincheng sat down on the steps of the courtyard, and his wife sat next to him.

"That's why I brought this down just because I was worried that Sosuke-kun might be having too much trouble."

Matsumoto Tomoko held the ice pack in one hand and gently kneaded Ginjo's arm with the other, trying to give him a massage.

"Sister Tomoko is the most thoughtful. I feel much better now."

Ginjo turned his head to look at his wife, and a few beads of sweat appeared on her cheeks, slowly flowing along the elegant curve of her neck into the land of tenderness.

"Don't say that. This is supposed to be my job. I should be the one thanking Sosuke-kun."

Tomoko Matsumoto knew that Ginjo deliberately took away the more demanding work just to make it easier for her.

"Because I'm better at this kind of thing. Besides, Sister Tomoko's tender skin is not suitable for being exposed to the sun."

Ginjo's palm naturally rested on his wife's thigh, as if he was receiving his own small reward.

"Are you feeling sorry for me, Sosuke-kun? Then I will feel sorry for Sosuke-kun too when the night comes~"

Tomoko Matsumoto's eyes were dazed, and she seemed to have forgotten that there was still cleaning work waiting for her.

"Oh? Sister Tomoko, what you said really perks me up. Look, I'll finish mowing the remaining grass in one go."

The wife's soft and charming voice floated into Yincheng's ears, making him active as if he were injected with stimulants.

"Don't force yourself. We've already cut enough. Let's go to the living room and enjoy the cool air."

Matsumoto Tomoko grabbed Ginjo's wrist, not wanting him to suffer any more.

"But the work is only half done now?"

"No one stipulated that we have to finish everything in one day, right? I just cleaned the bathroom on the second floor and ran downstairs."

The wife adjusted her skirt, stood up, and pulled Yincheng back to the villa.

Sure enough, after blocking out the sunlight, the room felt much more comfortable even without turning on the air conditioner.

"Where's Chieto? Why is she gone again?"

Yincheng habitually glanced around the living room on the first floor.

"Chie, she's already gone upstairs to chat with Sachiko and Chiaki."

As Matsumoto Tomoko spoke, she brought Ginjo a large bottle of sports drink. He had just sweated too much and needed to continue replenishing water.

"She really is incorrigible. I clearly just reminded her."

Ginjo took the bottle and started drinking it, then continued to complain about Chie Hoshino.

"It's fine. Chie said she had already cleaned most of the living room, so she went upstairs to rest for a while."

After his wife said this, Yincheng realized that the surroundings were indeed much cleaner.

All the dust was swept away, all the windows were opened for ventilation, and the floor seemed to have been mopped again.

When did Chie Hoshino become so efficient? Did she inject herself with white fuel and become so motivated?

But since she has completed so many tasks, there is nothing wrong with her stopping for a while to chat with the girls.

"Yeah, this villa is really too big. It's really not that easy to clean it all at once."

Yincheng simply sat down on the sofa, and today's lawn mowing work came to an end.

"Just lie down and try, Sousuke-kun."

Matsumoto Tomoko gently grabbed Ginjo's shoulders and pulled him towards her.

The moment Ginjo lowered his head following her movements, he felt an extremely comfortable feeling from behind.

Unlike pillows and cushions, it has just the right amount of stretch for a soft feel.

You can actually feel the temperature and it has a smooth touch.

It feels so comfortable to touch that you want to touch it forever.

"Hmm..."

When Ginjo stroked back and forth with this addictive touch, the wife couldn't help but let out a delicate moan.

Her cheeks couldn't help but blush, and her body tensed up, as if she was trying hard to control herself.

"What's wrong, Sister Tomoko?"

"This...Sousuke-kun...ah..."

The expression on Matsumoto Tomoko's face was full of shyness.

Every time he saw his wife's expression like this, a part of Ginjo's body would feel even more fluttery.

I never feel like I have seen enough and always want to watch it a little longer.

That's right, Ginjo's body was lying on the sofa, with his head resting on Matsumoto Tomoko's thighs.

What he had been caressing was the voluptuous and firmness of that flesh.

"Will you feel uncomfortable?"

Yincheng tried to raise his body slightly, but his wife pressed his chest, preventing him from moving.

"No, you should rest for a while, Sosuke-kun. I'm just worried that the girls might come downstairs suddenly."

The lady, suppressing her shyness, talked to Ginjo while looking towards the stairs.

When Yincheng thought about how he had worked hard to mow the grass for an hour in the hot weather, he decided to reward himself and lay down again as she wished.

"Then I'll rest for a while, Sister Tomoko."

"Yeah, but, Sousuke-kun, can you please touch me a little less now? I'm afraid I might scream out by accident. Let's do it in the evening..."

"Don't worry, I'll pay attention."

Sosuke Ginjo knew his wife's sensitive areas very well, so he was very confident that he could enjoy himself without stimulating her too much.

"Hey, I'm talking about you two!"

"Eh? Sachiko? Aren't you upstairs?"

Matsumoto Tomoko was surprised and moved her eyes towards the direction where the sound came from. She saw that her daughter had slipped from the stairs to behind the sofa at some point in time.

Her eyes were fixed on the two people cuddling together on the sofa, but there was no visible emotion on her face.

"Please do this kind of thing in a place where you two are alone. Be careful not to be discovered by Chie-nee and the others."

It seems that what Matsumoto Sachiko meant was that Ginjo and his mother should pay attention to the location when they were being affectionate.

"If you can't control yourself when you get excited, it will be very troublesome, right?"

"I have laid out the quilt that has just been dried in the sun in the dormitory on the second floor. Please continue over there, but you must finish before dinner."

It seems that Ginjo Sosuke misunderstood. Matsumoto Sachiko seemed to want something to happen between her and her husband.

Matsumoto Tomoko covered her red face with her hands, while Matsumoto Sachiko beside her still had a calm expression.

The wife might not know yet that her daughter had seen through the crack in the door that she and Yincheng were sleeping in each other's arms last night.

Having said that, seeing his wife suppressing her shy expression after being caught by her daughter, Ginjō couldn't help but feel an indescribable sense of immorality of stepping into a taboo.

This feeling is definitely not wrong. It is a refreshing experience that will make your blood boil in an instant.

Ginjo Sosuke seems to be getting closer and closer to opening the door to a new world...

Chapter 529: Sister is Next

Tomoko Matsumoto had already confessed to her daughter about her relationship with Sosuke Ginjo, and Sachiko Matsumoto had completely accepted their relationship.

But even so, whenever the wife had close contact with Yincheng, she would deliberately avoid her daughter's sight.

In the wife's opinion, no matter how open-minded her daughter is in supporting her, she cannot change the fact that Yincheng is a boy younger than her.

It was really embarrassing to be caught in the act of being intimate with such a young and handsome guy.

Matsumoto Tomoko's mind was blank now, and she instinctively covered her red face with her hands.

"Stop joking, Sachiko. Don't you see that Sister Tomoko has become like this?"

Compared to his wife, Yincheng did not have so much psychological burden. He took his wife into his arms and comforted her without any hesitation.

"Okay, okay, I shouldn't have suddenly appeared to disturb you."

“But it’s a good thing that I was the one who saw it, right? If it was Chie-nee and the others, who knows what kind of explosive development it would have turned into.”

Matsumoto Sachiko stuck out her tongue playfully.

She is still practicing her theory, which is to try her best to create opportunities for her mother and Yincheng.

In this way, the mother will be fully satisfied and will no longer raise any objections to her choice.

"Then hurry up and go up. If Chie and Chiaki are about to go downstairs, make some noise to alert us."

Sosuke Ginjo simply turned her into his spy, so that Tomoko Matsumoto wouldn't have to worry about what was going on at the stairs.

"Eh? Sosuke is really rude. You are enjoying yourself here and you ask me to keep watch for you guys."

Matsumoto Sachiko pursed her lips in dissatisfaction.

"All your efforts now are for future rewards, so don't be so calculative."

Although Ginjo Sosuke's words sounded like empty promises, in some ways they coincided with her plan.