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Private room.

Hibiki wiped her mouth with a wet towel, put the phone she had sent the message on into her bag, stood up and smiled at her daughter:

"Xiao Lan, you continue to eat here first. I have some urgent matters that I need to deal with in the office."

"I'll come back to you soon after I'm done with this, so just wait for me here. If you want to eat anything, just order it."

Mao Lilan also stood up and asked expectantly:

"Can I go with my mother? Maybe I can help out."

Kisaki Eri shook her head and refused: "It's just some simple things, Xiaolan doesn't need to run around, I will be back soon."

How fast it is depends on how fast Amamiya delivers the goods.

"Ok."

Seeing that her mother firmly rejected her, Mao Lilan sat back in her seat dejectedly, casually picking at the rice in the bowl.

Although Kisaki Eri felt a little embarrassed that her daughter was unhappy, there were more important things waiting for her to do at the moment.

As for Xiaolan, let her bear with it for now.

Tick, tick

The high heels touched the ground happily without any lingering feeling. The crisp sound left an echo in the room, making Maori and his daughter feel lost.

The restaurant chosen by Hibiki Eri is relatively high-end, with few guests coming and going, and the environment is elegant and quiet.

It also suits her taste and personality.

The private room the waiter arranged for them was on the top floor. When passing through the corridor, Kisaki Eri took a few deliberate glances around.

After confirming that they were the only guests on this floor, her mood became even more excited and bright.

Amemiya-kun should have received my message, so is he waiting for me here obediently?

Walking on the shiny reflective tile floor, Kisaki Eri pursed her red lips and came to the only place with a closed toilet door.

The restroom is also decorated in a magnificent style, with a refreshing but non-pungent scent filling the air.

The most important thing is that the space in the toilet is large enough to accommodate two people.

Boom! Boom!

The beautiful woman raised her hand and knocked on the door gently, and with her other hand she deftly loosened her tight collar, revealing a bit of black lace.

Outline the beautiful, white shape of snow.

Kisaki Eri looked down at her proud figure, a confident and expectant smile on her face, and she looked at Amemiya who secretly opened the door with a smile.

The young man looked around and only made room for her to pass after he realized there was no one around.

Kisaki Eri swaggered into the bathroom, threw herself into his arms, and greedily sniffed the strong and masculine scent on his body.

After not seeing him for a few days, Amemiya-kun smells better and better. I really want to swallow him into my stomach in one bite.

Not a drop left.

Seeing Kisaki Eri looking at him with fiery eyes, Amemiya couldn't help swallowing.

Just now in the private room, Hibiki Eri's restless behavior made Amemiya very angry.

Even though he stayed in the bathroom for five minutes and checked his phone to distract himself, his anger continued to grow and he showed no sign of letting up.

Amemiya was still worried about how to go out and face the Mori family in this state.

Does he really have to have a satisfying airplane battle right there in the hotel bathroom before he can leave?

He didn't want to experience the social disgrace of being caught and beating Fiji, but fortunately, Kisaki Eri, who had the same trouble, came to rescue him in time.

But Xiaolan and Uncle Maori were still waiting for them in the room, and she and Sister Yingli were secretly in the bathroom.

Isn’t that a bit bad?

"Sister Yingli, we..."

Before Amemiya could finish his words, he saw Kisaki Eri kneeling on the floor impatiently and hurriedly untying the belt that was in the way.

With passion and tenderness, he swallowed the ice cream in one gulp, then licked the delicious summer-cooling artifact quickly and slowly.

She looked at him lovingly and said incoherently:

"Amamiya-kun, you must have had a hard time enduring in the room just now, right?"

"It's all my fault for making you so sad, so now I'm going to make it up to Amamiya-kun~"

"Go ahead, don't feel sorry for me, just relieve Amamiya-kun's stress~"

The inspiration from Shuang Gan and Ci Ji rushed straight into his head, and made Amamiya swallow his hesitation decisively.

Never mind, let’s just have fun first.

The young man couldn't help but hold the cold and beautiful head tightly and buried his head in his work.

Like a virtuous wife serving her husband, Kisaki Eri obediently endured Amamiya's somewhat excited feeding.

Her beautiful eyes were full of smiles, and her brows were slightly furrowed from time to time, as if it was a little difficult to swallow the foreign object in her mouth.

"It's already very late. Amamiya-kun has almost reached his limit of patience, right?"

Kisaki Eri turned around leisurely, raised the round drum and pointed it towards Amemiya.

While holding onto the guest behind him, his little hands were rustling around to find the spot where he wanted to be.

stab.

A crisp cracking sound was heard between the legs, and the stockings were torn open into a gap as big as a wrist.

Just enough space to fit a palm.

The black hollow lace underwear looks very damp.

The temptation was so exposed in front of Amemiya that his eyes became hot.

Kisaki Eri deftly pushed aside the moisture-soaked black cloth, revealing her tender and juicy body.

It’s hard to believe that this is what a beautiful woman in her thirties should look like.

The drum was raised high and twisted continuously. Fei Yingli turned her misty eyes to look at Amamiya and said charmingly:

"Amamiya-kun, look, she's missing you so much that she's crying. What are you waiting for?"

Seeing this scene, Amemiya's head swelled even bigger and felt extremely uncomfortable with the burning sensation.

There are no words, just a gun is a boat.

The perfect fit made them both sigh with satisfaction, and the burning heat was met with a refreshing coolness.

"Well, yes, that's it."

"I love Amamiya-kun the most. My heart is filled up like this, without leaving any room for anything else."

In the room, the Mori father and daughter were still putting the food into their mouths without any taste. In the bathroom, Kisaki Eri was warmly entertaining and loving the boy who saved her.

Completely ignoring the fact that her ex-husband and daughter were still waiting for her in the private room, at this moment, Hibiki Eri just wanted to have her lower abdomen occupied by the familiar sandwiched gift.

A full, warm feeling, filled with longing.

Just as the two were kissing passionately, Mouri Ran followed Mouri Kogoro to the aisle next to the toilet to chat.

Thinking of her father's disappointed expression today and his harsh words about her mother letting her go, Mao Lilan said dejectedly:

"Dad, you and mom..."

Is it really impossible?

Maori Kogoro understood his daughter's incomplete words. His expression changed. He took a deep puff of the cigarette on his fingertips and exhaled:

"Xiaolan, there are some things you are still young, so you won't understand."

For all these years, Kogoro Mori never told his daughter that he was no longer able to perform human acts.

This also led to Mao Lilan always having illusions and always trying her best to reconcile her parents.

But a marriage that is not harmonious will eventually fall apart due to dissatisfaction of one party.

This is also the reason why he became decadent and unable to recover.

Chapter 253 Behind the Scenes

Mao Lilan's face became increasingly gloomy, and even the pointed horns on her head drooped down.

"If Mom really wants me to live with her, what will you do, Dad?"

Maori Kogoro smiled bitterly, then walked into the toilet to relieve the pressure on his bladder, and said:

"This is a good thing for you, Xiaolan. Living with Eri will be much better than living with me."

"Dad, I'm a grown-up, and I can definitely take care of myself."

Haha, if I weren't there to look after you, you'd probably be drinking beer and smoking cigarettes every day, or you'd be in debt from losing a lot of money from horse racing and marbles.

Maori Ran looked at him with a dead look of distrust, and Maori Kogoro laughed out loud when he was stared at, trying to cover up his embarrassment.

In a compartment not far from the door.

When they heard that it was Maori and his daughter talking at the toilet door, they subconsciously held their breath.

The high-speed running engine suddenly shut down, quietly waiting for the uninvited guests to leave.

"Amamiya boy, are you still in the bathroom? What's taking you so long?"

Kogoro Mori's sudden question made Amemiya's body stiffen.

At the same time, there came an increasingly tight pressure and contraction, and the frequency of twisting suddenly increased several times.

It seemed that the excitement stimulated Kisaki Eri to react like this.

Trying to suppress the tingling sensation on his scalp, Amamiya took a deep breath and replied:

"Ah, I'm here, Uncle Maori."

"Maybe I ate something unclean. I may not be able to resolve the battle so quickly."

Yu Gong clapped the drum again, signaling the beautiful woman to keep quiet and wait until he left before continuing her action.

Feiying showed an impatient expression and spat several times in the direction of the sound coming from next door.

Kogoro Mouri, could you please stop bothering me here and take Xiaolan back to the box quickly!

Obviously the middle-aged man did not hear what Kisaki Eri was saying. He became interested and started chatting with Amemiya about all sorts of things.

Seeing that Amemiya was forced to waste time chatting about trivial things with her ex-husband, Kisaki Eri became more and more anxious.

The greedy little mouth kept making cries for food, and the shiny, reflective tile floor was soaked by the falling water drops.

Kisaki Eri looked at Amemiya with a blushing face, bit her pink lips slightly, and quietly covered her mouth with one hand.

The slender willow-like waist began to dance gracefully and rhythmically.

Feeling that his opponent had restarted the fight, Amamiya couldn't help but look at her in surprise.

He whispered in her ear, "Sister Eri, is Uncle Maori still here?"

The three of them were separated by only a few thin plastic walls, and Yu Gong could hear the flushing sound of the toilet next to them clearly.

In such a dangerous and tense environment, Amemiya's heartbeat quickened and his emotions became increasingly agitated.

The defiance attitude also made Kisaki Eri miserable.

Only by covering my mouth tightly can I suppress the urge to sing.

Even so, Kisaki Eri still didn't want to let go. Instead, she leaned back even more enthusiastically to greet her beloved boy.

The rapid and warm breath passed through the fingers, and the water vapor with residual temperature dyed the glasses white.

Amemiya, whose anger was aroused anew, was about to lose the door of reason and was also eager to pick the plump and fresh fruits from the trees.

The hem of the lady's blazer was slightly lifted by the wind, revealing her snow-white, flawless, smooth and delicate belly.

Following the curve of the waist, it easily climbed up the branch without any hindrance.