I have bound two systems.

Yamada Ryo has said everything he needs to say.

She turned around and found a pair of slippers for herself in the shoe cabinet, then took off her coat and hung it at the entrance.

"So that's it. I'm not going home tonight, so please give me your guidance."

Chisato Suzumiya was hugged again. This time, Yamada Ryo stretched out his hands and hugged his neck, and wrapped his legs around his waist without any sense of boundaries, just like a naughty child acting coquettishly.

Suzumiya Chisato stared at her, and she looked up and stared back without flinching.

After a moment, Suzumiya Chisato looked away a little uncomfortably, and Yamada Ryo smiled again. It seemed that some kind of invisible confrontation ended with her victory.

"Come down."

"No."

In response to Suzumiya Chisato's seemingly reluctant order, Yamada Ryo's answer was quite straightforward.

Not only that, she also took the initiative to use her arms to make the distance between them closer, buried her face in the other's neck, and sniffed very clearly.

"When we were playing truth or dare among the girls, Pochi-chan told us a secret because she lost. She said that you, the president, have a very pleasant smell. When you smell it, you can't help but think of the scene of grass blowing in the wind under the bright sunshine. When we heard her say this, we also joked with her at the same time. But now that I smell it specifically, I find that Pochi-chan is right. It really smells good."

"...Okay, shut up."

Obviously, it wasn't a big deal, but Yamada Ryo's combination of verbal offensive and frivolous actions of sniffing like a nympho made Suzumiya Chisato feel ashamed.

It was not a good idea to keep talking at the entrance with Yamada Ryo clinging to him like an octopus, so he held her little butt with both hands and turned to the living room.

But even though he was already sitting on the sofa, Yamada Ryo didn't show the slightest intention of letting go.

But her legs were loosened, and they were originally stretched out and wrapped around his back, now sitting like a duck on Chisato Suzumiya's thighs, with the key position fitting perfectly.

With this posture, it is hard to imagine that Yamada Ryo didn't do it on purpose, but judging from her usual expression, it is indeed impossible to see that she did it on purpose.

This is what makes her different from the girls around Suzumiya Chisato. Just by looking at her outward appearance, it is impossible to tell what she is thinking at this moment.

It really fits the key word that Ijichi Kouka used to introduce her when they first met: weirdo.

"So I've answered all my questions. Now it's my turn to ask a question."

"No."

"Shy?"

Suzumiya Chisato's face was twisted to the side, but Yamada Ryo straightened it with both hands.

"I noticed a long time ago that you, the president, are often not very honest, but now that we are alone, there is no need to be so reserved."

"You should be glad that I am still reserved."

"So what do you mean?"

While Yamada Ryo was replying, he continued to rub Suzumiya Chisato's face with his hands.

"If I really followed my inner thoughts, you wouldn't be as calm and at ease as you are now."

“Oh~——”

Yamada Ryo hugged Suzumiya Chisato's neck again, and leaned back slightly while drawing out the sound.

"You're actually threatening me, but I'm not scared at all and I'm even more excited. What should I do?"

"……call."

Faced with such provocation, Suzumiya Chisato slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then suddenly he made a move, holding the person tightly with one hand while quickly turning over his body.

By the time Yamada Ryo reacted, his left knee was already pressed firmly against the base of her thigh.

She wanted to move her hands but found that she couldn't do it at all. She then realized that her hands were clamped together by the other person.

She just looked up, being stared at by Suzumiya Chisato whose smile gradually became more subtle. The calmness she had just had slowly faded away, and was replaced by embarrassment and shyness.

Yes, no matter how unpredictable her words and actions are, she is essentially still an inexperienced rookie when it comes to relationships between men and women.

"Are you nervous now? Huh?"

Chisato Suzumiya hooked her chin and smiled like a villain.

Yamada Ryo bent his eyebrows, deliberately pretending to be pitiful.

"President, please don't do this. I don't want to take this shortcut. If Pochi-chan and everyone find out about this..."

She didn't finish her words, leaving room for imagination.

However, this short sentence was enough to make Suzumiya Chisato imagine a lot.

Of course he understood that these words, which seemed to be nonsensical and might ruin the atmosphere, were actually the other party's role-playing of wanting to refuse but also to welcome.

The unspoken rules in the workplace, weak subordinates and tough bosses... this is probably what it plays like.

Suzumiya Chisato received the signal, and the next moment she lowered her head without hesitation, feeling her equally rapid and hot breath, and pecked her lips.

The script that Yamada Ryo had originally planned, in which she would resist again and again in the next moment, ultimately did not come in handy, because after she was touched by Suzumiya Chisato, her thoughts became heated and messy, her brain lost the function of thinking, and the only thing she could feel was the feeling of being picked up in the air.

And after a few breaths, there was a slight "bang" sound, and I was thrown into an extremely soft place.

Then, before she recovered from the almost suffocating kiss, she felt a heavy object pressing down on her again, the rough touch moving over her body, and the restraint on her chest loosened without her noticing.

"… Much better, isn't it?"

When the second kiss ended, Yamada Ryo looked at Chisato Suzumiya, who was right in front of her and had the same uneven breathing as her, and her eyes were so gentle that it seemed like tears could flow out of them.

Suzumiya Chisato stared at her in surprise, leaned towards her side and bit her ear.

"You installed cameras in my house?"

"No, it's just that you gave off a completely different vibe today than usual. But even though I don't know what happened to you, I'm really glad you came over tonight."

"..."

Suzumiya Chisato took a deep breath, lowered her head and gently rubbed her nose against hers.

"I missed you so much, and I'm glad to see you."

"Ok?"

“Here’s my answer to your previous question.”

"..."

Yamada Ryo was stunned for a moment, then he opened his lips slightly, stared at Suzumiya Chisato silently for a long time, and then said only one word,

"hug."

Of course, Suzumiya Chisato embraced her without hesitation.

Compared to the night when Yamada Ryo took the initiative to hug him at the campsite, the posture of the two of them now was even more affectionate.

The dark wings in the living room flapped their wings and turned off the ceiling light in the living room.

Today it is also a bird sleeping.

----

They finally stopped after more than an hour.

Yamada Ryo's breathing was rapid, and he was held in Suzumiya Chisato's arms for a long time. Only then did his rapid heartbeat slowly calm down.

After resting for a while, she pulled Chisato Suzumiya's left hand over and played with it in front of her. Seeing that he was not on guard and just smiled at her with his eyes lowered, she went even further and climbed all over him.

Similar to the situation on the sofa before, the key parts between them were still tightly fitted together.

Chisato Suzumiya is now in a brief period of saint time, and although her interest is slowly rising with her actions, it is still within a controllable range, so she just lets her do what she wants.

Yamada Ryo slowly adjusted his body, trying his best to fit his legs and hands into the same position as Suzumiya Chisato.

Suzumiya Chisato seemed to vaguely realize what she was doing.

"...Qianli, you are much older than me."

With their feet aligned, Yamada Ryo found that his stomach was being pushed against him and it was very uncomfortable. Even with his fingers stretched straight, he could only barely touch Suzumiya Chisato's wrists. Not to mention his head, which just stayed at his chest and barely touched his chin.

Compared to the problem that Yamada Ryo is concerned about now, Suzumiya Chisato is concerned about another point.

"You're not calling me president anymore?"

At this moment, Yamada Ryo was trying to carve her name on his skin with her canine teeth. Hearing this, she quickly raised her head with a dim gaze.

"You want to cut off ties with me so soon? Now that the quilt is not even dry... Ugh!"

Got hit on the head.

Yamada Ryo hid his head in the quilt with grievance.

"It's true what the old saying goes, men are the kind of guys who don't recognize you once they pull up their pants."

“This has absolutely nothing to do with what I’m doing now.”

Suzumiya Chisato looked at him amused, and when he was about to say something else, his breathing suddenly became heavy.

The cunning Yamada Ryo actually caught him.

And it doesn’t stop there…

"Shut up, idiot!"

Because the attack was so sudden, his voice even sounded a little distorted.

It’s mainly because of the itchiness, both physically and mentally.

"No... no, I asked you to stop before but you ignored me. Now the situation has reversed, Mr. President."

Yamada Ryo gave an unclear answer.

She thought she had found Chisato Suzumiya's weakness, but she didn't know that the man who was being madly teased by her seemed to be in a weak position, and the accumulated emotions would eventually have to be repaid by her.

Yamada Ryo gradually understood this truth in the second half of the night.

But it was too late to regret.

----

Early the next morning, Yamada Ryo was woken up by Suzumiya Chisato.

She hugged his arms tightly, as if they were welded together and couldn't be pulled apart. There was no other way but to wake her up first.

After opening his eyes, Yamada Ryo stared at Suzumiya Chisato who was very close to him.

Her pupils dilated rapidly, and then she wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and hurried away in the opposite direction, her eyes full of vigilance and fear.

Well, now I do have a feeling like I am a jerk boss who is taking advantage of an ignorant girl.

Suzumiya Chisato looked down at her body that was exposed to the air, shrugged her shoulders, got out of bed naturally, and went to the closet to put on her clothes.

"It's still early, you can take a nap, I'll call you when dinner is ready."

Seeing that this guy was no longer as rude as he was in the second half of last night, Yamada Ryo breathed a sigh of relief.

She propped herself up slightly and tried to find her cell phone, but it was nowhere to be found. After thinking for a while, she remembered that after she was carried into the living room last night, she casually threw it on the sofa.

"My cell phone."

"Oh, I'll get it for you."

Chisato Suzumiya put on her pants and walked out of the room.

Yamada Ryo stared at the naked upper body of Suzumiya Chisato as she left and came back, looking at his well-proportioned muscles and abs, and recalling the smell and hot temperature of his body, she couldn't suppress the smile on her face at all.

"Stop being silly and smiling. If you don't want to take a nap, get up. Today is the first day of school. You'd better not be absent."

After taking the phone and taking a look, he found that there were no missed calls, so Yamada Ryo's response was quite direct.

She lifted the quilt and stretched out her hands, looking very natural.

"hug me."

…………

Chapter 122 Why Are You Wearing Eriri's Clothes?

To be honest, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Suzumiya Chisato would never have believed that Yamada Ryo had such a soft and cute side.

The constant cuddling behavior had been going on since she came into the house last night.

Although Yamada Ryo's way of acting coquettishly is somewhat different from other girls, her expression seems very daily, and if you don't listen carefully to her tone and voice, you can't tell how much emotion is contained in it.

But it is this slightly cold and indifferent tone of voice and expression that highlights the shining points of her own character.

This was something that Chisato Suzumiya had never felt from other girls around her.