Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

"How about it?"

"It's delicious, thank you, Sosuke."

As expected, Mochizuki Haruka enjoyed eating the delicious food that Ginjō fed her, whether it was the hamburger steak or the yogurt she had in her room earlier today.

Whatever Ginjo gave her, she would swallow without hesitation.

Coming out of the shopping mall, the high sky has been completely covered by a thick black curtain.

The sky is dotted with stars, bright or dim, in a sparse and dense manner.

The two of them walked side by side towards the apartment. Although it was abnormally hot during the day, it was autumn after all, and the temperature returned to its normal coolness at night.

But it may also be that the body cannot adapt to the huge temperature difference between day and night, and I am not wearing too thick clothes.

"Are you okay, Xiaoyao?"

The temperature was just a little chilly for Ginjo, but Mochizuki Haruka seemed a little cold.

After he asked this, Mochizuki Haruka hugged her body with her hands.

"I'm a little afraid of the cold..."

Part of it might also be because the clothes she wore were less warm than Ginjo's.

In any case, it's not good to catch a cold.

"Would you like me to lend you some?"

After thinking about it for a moment, Ginjo grabbed the front of his jacket with both hands, gently pulling it and asked her.

"Eh? But won't Sousuke be very cold?"

"Just let me show off for a bit."

After Ginjo replied like this, Mochizuki Haruka nodded and said, "Then I will follow your good intention."

He chuckled softly, took off his jacket and handed it to Mochizuki Haruka.

Mochizuki Haruka put them on carefully, as if she was afraid of wrinkling them.

Ginjo's jacket was a little too big for her, but it also completely covered her body.

"It's so warm, is Sousuke really okay?"

"Don't worry, I'm from Hokkaido, so I'm very cold-resistant."

Having said that, he still felt that his body temperature had changed from slightly cool to a bit cold.

"Thank you so much, Sousuke."

Mochizuki narrowed her eyes and then moved her gaze to her feet.

“I didn’t really like winter before.”

"Because it's cold?"

"Yeah, and there's no one around to lend me a coat when I'm shivering."

Haruka Mochizuki seemed to be reminiscing about her somewhat dark student days again, but fortunately, Ginjo's redemption now made her feel extremely warm.

"But I have a feeling that I might like this winter a little better."

"Okay, then I will try my best to make Xiaoyao like winter. Time flies so fast. It will be winter in less than two months."

It's not even November yet, so it seems a little too early to talk about winter.

"Yeah, to be honest, since Sousuke is by my side, I'm starting to look forward to winter coming soon."

"Haha, because then you can let me keep you warm?"

"That's right. When you think about being able to snuggle into Sousuke's arms, you'll feel warm even if it's snowing heavily outside."

There was a gleam of longing in Mochizuki Yao's eyes, as if the fantasy scene was already playing out before her eyes.

"Leave it to me. I know a great way to keep warm. I guarantee that Xiaoyao will be warm from the inside out."

"Eh? What could that be?"

"Well..."

Ginjo Sosuke whispered something in her ear.

I saw Wang Yueyao biting her lips lightly, and a charming smile appeared on the corner of her mouth inadvertently...

Chapter 614 The Original Wife

Drill two woods to make fire.

It means using a hardwood stick to rub or drill into wood to create fire through friction.

As long as the speed is fast enough and the friction is intense enough, sparks can be generated during the collision to achieve the purpose of heating.

Returning to the apartment in the cold night wind, Ginjo Sousuke and Mochizuki Haruka couldn't wait to warm each other.

Mochizuki Haruka really did as Ginjo said and only wore the emerald necklace she bought today.

Under the warm yellow light, the shadow that naturally fell from the neck swayed back and forth, and from time to time it hit the skin on the chest, making ambiguous sounds.

The spark of love quickly made the two people forget the previous coldness. As long as Ginjo, the master of heating, was there, the winter for the women in the apartment would definitely be more wonderful than ever.

The short weekend holiday was over, and Ginjo returned to Tomoko Matsumoto's arms.

There is someone to take care of three meals a day, and there is even more tempting "Mrs.'s midnight snack" in the bedroom after dark. Such a life is enough to make Yincheng never want to leave.

He is basically in a state of full firepower every day, which can be regarded as the practice of the truth of life that young people should enjoy themselves as early as possible.

“Mmm…ah…”

Tomoko Matsumoto woke up with an indescribable subtle feeling of tiredness. It seemed that she had not been getting enough sleep recently.

Although she went back to bed to rest at around ten o'clock yesterday, she actually fell asleep in the middle of the night.

As for the reason, it is naturally self-evident.

As the weather gradually gets colder, my wife's enthusiasm for daily exercise and fitness has also slowed down.

Hey, is there anything wrong with your physical strength?

Is Sosuke-kun starting to think, "Old women are really troublesome..."?

Honestly speaking, there's nothing he can do even if he wants to.

Ah, is it okay? Is it really okay?

"No, it's okay! There will be absolutely no problem!"

Tomoko Matsumoto tried hard to convince herself and cheer herself up.

Well, there will be no problem as long as I work hard to resume fitness.

"Okay, let's do it."

After convincing herself, the wife walked out of the room and started her day's schedule.

It was now past eight in the morning and Ginjo had already left before she woke up, so there was no need to rush to prepare breakfast. She could just take this opportunity to finish other housework.

"Anyway, let's do the laundry first."

If you don't do housework, it will just pile up. That's the life of a housewife.

The wife decided that she had to finish all the accumulated housework before noon.

First, let’s do the laundry. Let’s do this week’s clothes.

When they arrived at the laundry room, there were a lot of laundry piled up for Yincheng and his wife.

Tomoko Matsumoto took out the white clothes that were to be washed later and threw the rest into the washing machine.

"Oh, by the way, wash this too."

She took off the night underwear she wore under her pajamas. These most intimate clothes must be washed frequently.

Put the underwear in a special laundry bag and press the switch of the washing machine.

"Next is cleaning the house, no!"

Just as the wife, whose mind was still not quite clear, was leisurely preparing to do the next housework, she suddenly discovered an important fact.

“Today is the day to take out the burnable trash!”

She had totally forgotten it!

Forgot that after the previous week ended, the day for taking out the burnable garbage would be different from usual!

Oh no, I have to take out the trash today because my wife forgot to take out the trash a few days ago, and it is still in the locker outside.

Oh no, that’s awful, the garbage truck is coming soon!

Tomoko Matsumoto hurriedly changed out of her pajamas, rushed out of the entrance in a hurry, then grabbed the garbage bag from the locker and ran straight to the garbage area.

Fortunately, we finally made it. As soon as my wife put down the garbage bag, the garbage truck came.

"Phew... That's great..."

She breathed a sigh of relief and returned home.

It was a close call. I finally managed to get through and luckily I didn’t run into the people on the garbage truck.

Because my wife is now──

"..."

She glanced at her chest, and there she felt something soft that swayed with every step she took.

Moreover, the amplitude of the shaking was several times greater than usual, as if being freed from the heavy armor that was used to protect oneself - or rather, being freed from the underwear.

Tomoko Matsumoto did a stupid thing and went to take out the trash without wearing any underwear.

Because after taking off her goodnight underwear, she hurriedly changed her clothes and rushed out of the house, so she forgot to put on her underwear.

Although I discovered this on the way, I didn't have time to turn back, so I had to go ahead with it.

Wow, such a strong feeling of guilt.

I actually went out to take out the trash without wearing any underwear. Why do I feel like I have given up on being a woman?