Redeem the fallen girls, but they come after you

But the one who was unsatisfied at this time was Shirakawa.

He is hungry!

The special smell just now, coupled with the feeling of fullness that came at a timely moment, made him begin to get addicted.

In his opinion, Sakura is now like that sweet cheese milk cap.

She does have milk.

At this time, Shirakawa was actually gently caressing Sakura's cheek and actively continuing to kiss her.

Sakura was also surprised. Without the effect of incense, Brother Shirakawa was unexpectedly very proactive this time.

Being proactive is a good thing, it shows that Brother Chuan likes it.

Even though he might just like his own little mouth, as long as Baichuan likes it, that's fine.

But what about Nikaidou behind him?

Sakura was very worried. She was afraid that the bold Nikaidou would rush up to her in a hurry.

If I had known this, I wouldn't have let her come.

Nikaidou was almost reaching the limit of her patience. It was the first time she had seen Shirakawa being so proactive.

Just when the situation was getting worse.

The movie also ends at this point.

They didn't see what happened in the second half, but it didn't matter.

The lights came on, illuminating the dim screening room all of a sudden, bringing Shirakawa back to reality.

Shirakawa quickly stepped back and apologized: "Um, I'm sorry, Sakura."

He also didn't know why his desire to attack was so strong.

Sakura had stopped kissing her just now, but she still forced him to drink again.

Nikaidou behind her also felt relieved, and at the same time, the places that needed to be moistened were also slightly moistened.

She longed to get involved, pin Baichuan down and bully him severely, and make him repent for his scumbag behavior.

"It's okay." Ying blushed and said softly.

"Since Brother Shirakawa wants it, let's go to the hotel."

215. And Sakura?

Love hotel.

Midu Sakura, her whole body flushed with shyness, walked into the room and turned on the light.

Take off your shoes at the entrance and change into slippers.

The room is not big, with only a bedroom with a big bed and a TV, and the bed is decorated with love hearts.

There is also a separate single shower toilet next to the big bed, which is blocked by floor-to-ceiling glass.

The room card is still inserted in the small groove at the door.

Shirakawa couldn't help but feel strange, recalling that when Sakura entered the hotel just now, she went straight to this room.

There was no hesitation, no getting the room card at the front desk, and no communication with the front desk.

Does this hotel provide reservation service?

"Brother Baichuan, I'm going to take a shower first, wait for me."

Sakura's voice interrupted Shirakawa's thoughts again.

There is no point in thinking about this anymore. Sakura will never let herself down. Let's get ready to fight...

Ying walked into the bathroom, which was quite spacious.

Can't wait to start changing clothes.

Shirakawa was lying on the big bed in the bedroom, watching TV. Although he was used to doing that kind of thing with Miike, the object was different this time, so Shirakawa was still a little excited and nervous.

Miike is essentially an unemployed older woman, while Sakura is a cute high school hottie.

The two types of girls give people completely different feelings.

Especially Sakura, she also has that perverted sister Maki.

Inadvertently, Baichuan looked up and saw a small pink heart-shaped light on the ceiling. Out of curiosity, Baichuan pressed the switch on the bedside.

The lights were off, but the floor-to-ceiling glass wall in the bathroom gradually became transparent.

Shirakawa could see Sakura, with rosy cheeks, put her bag on the sink and undressed. Her small body swayed slightly from the kiss just now.

With a small body and lowered eyes, it seems as if it is imagining the battle that is about to take place.

Moreover, it is so big, perfectly round, and snow-white, like fragrant jade.

There is no man who is not moved by emotions, and the same goes for Baichuan.

Ying was shy, and when she was moved, she plowed the wasteland a little, as if to warm up for the next official competition.

Unexpectedly, her body was too sensitive, and she would accidentally moan at the slightest touch.

She quickly turned on the shower in the bathroom and used the sound of dripping water to cover up her embarrassment.

The most important thing is that Sakura did not notice Shirakawa's gaze on the other side of the glass.

This glass should be the kind of specially treated one-way transparent glass, controlled by a switch on the wall.

It really is a love hotel... so high-end...

Human beings are really far ahead on the road to development.

Sakura took a deep breath, suppressed her inner wild desire, turned on the shower and started taking a shower.

Good things come to those who wait. Before going into battle, of course one must take a bath and do some "ritualistic" things.

Baichuan was so absorbed in watching from the other side of the glass wall that his sword had already begun to wait and see.

Suddenly, he knocked his head, resisting the primitive instinct that was a mixture of male and succubus.

This kind of behavior is obviously shrinking and voyeurism.

If Sakura found out about this despicable thing, I would probably lose some favorability points.

Even if they are a couple who support each other, some things should be kept in moderation, let alone with Sakura.

Baichuan turned off the switch, and the spring light leaking from the glass wall was completely blocked, leaving only the sound of dripping water.

Spider Cecilia also sighed silently. This Baichuan was still too arrogant and took his so-called universal values ​​too seriously.

It is obvious that Sakura has fallen deeply in love with Shirakawa. Even if Sakura finds out about this, she would at most just verbally scold him. In her heart, she might feel excited because Shirakawa likes to look at her body.

However, it was precisely because of Baichuan's more serious values ​​that he was able to survive Catherine.

If it were another time traveler, the moment they met the so-called Saint Catherine, they would probably turn against her without hesitation...

Because to put it bluntly, Cecia herself is just a useless succubus.

Cecia didn't plan to advise Shirakawa anymore. Just let him do whatever he wanted. As a person of Yasashi, he couldn't escape the bombing anyway.

Of course, she will also do a little help behind the scenes.

Ying turned off the shower, and just as she was wiping her body with a towel, the spider Cecilia quietly spit out her spider silk, flew to the switch, and turned it on with her legs.

The glass door became transparent again.

Baichuan was about to close it, but he was deeply attracted by the scene over there.

Sakura is like a lotus emerging from the water, with drops of clear water embellishing her fair, tender and smooth body.

She carefully wiped off all the water droplets on her body, blew her hair, and then opened the bag she was carrying.

There are various small props in the open bag, especially the cat protective gear in the USB flash drive.

It was the one I used with Shirakawa-san the first time.

Sakura looked in the mirror, gently opened the elastic hub, and pulled the protective gear with one hand, doing the so-called putting on of the protective gear in preparation for the upcoming battle.

She bent down, kept aiming at the mirror, and tried to install the software, but it always failed.

That shyness, that clumsiness, coupled with that lovely and beautiful body, all of this was seen by Baichuan.

She was so clumsy that Baichuan wanted to rush in and help her.

Finally, after continuous attempts, she successfully put on the protective gear.

Feeling the steel armor on her body, she groaned softly, covered her mouth, and her face turned red.

Ice and cold.

After a brief moment of patience, she took out a headdress with kitten ears from her small bag and tried it on in front of the mirror.

No matter how I wear it, I am never satisfied, because this outfit seems to be almost the same as the last time.

It’s not easy to come here this time, so I need some freshness.

So she put down her tiara, took out two rubber bands, and braided a pair of cute ponytails on her fluffy yellow short hair.

The golden ponytail tassels stroked her shoulders, and the fluffy twin tails made Sakura look even more adorable. She twisted her body slightly, and was quite satisfied with this outfit.

Of course, Shirakawa's eyes were completely fixed on Sakura.

Seriously, one more look and you'll explode.

What is most lethal to men is not how beautiful, skilled, or charming the so-called object is.

In fact, it is more about the various actions and behaviors done to please oneself.

This is the case with Sakura in front of me. She is now facing the mirror, fixing her makeup that was ruined by taking a shower just now, applying lip balm, tidying up her ponytails, lightly drawing her eyeliner, and even twisting her protective gear.

After making sure everything was perfect, he turned off the bathroom light and walked out slowly.

As soon as I went out, I saw the red-faced and majestic Shirakawa.

Sitting on the bed, his eyes were filled with uncontrollable greed that wanted to eat me up.

She understood immediately and looked at the glass wall quickly. Sure enough, the wall was transparent.

"Brother Baichuan, you are so bad~~~" Ying pouted, crossed her hands on her belly, twisted her body slightly, and said softly, "I wanted to give you a surprise."

Just as Cecilia had expected, Sakura was also hoping that Brother Shirakawa would eat her up completely.

This was the straw that broke the camel's back.

No matter how high his mental resistance was, he couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up, walked in front of Sakura, and put his hands on her shoulders.

I didn't dare to use any force, for fear of hurting this lovely hottie.

"Ah, what~what's wrong." Brother Shirakawa was suddenly so proactive that Ying felt a little flattered.

"Sakura-sama," Shirakawa swallowed.

My mouth was already dry.

"I like you, and I will treat you well."

Baichuan's speaking in this posture is more like a confession of giving in to his instincts.

Of course, Sakura only heard "like".

"No matter what happens, I will always be by your side." Shirakawa hugged Sakura in his arms.

Little Sakura had just reached Shirakawa's shoulders, and she could feel the temperature of Shirakawa's body and the burning heat in his arms.

This time there was no so-called incense interference, and the two of them were truly honest with each other.

It was originally a matter of passion, and those were clearly words I had already spoken, so why did I feel so warm?

Ah, it seems like I will be hugging Brother Shirakawa forever and ever.

So safe and comfortable.

"Will you believe me, Sakura?"

"I believe in Brother Baichuan."