Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

And Haramura Makoto's hands did not stop. He gently helped Shokuhou Misaki take off her shoes, as if he was treating a piece of porcelain.

What are the advantages of pure white stockings compared to black stockings?

In addition to reflecting the feeling of abstinence and purity, you can also roughly see what's inside without taking off the stockings.

"Who told you not to listen to me?"

Holding Shokuhou Misaki's right foot with one hand and looking at the redness and swelling at her ankle, Haramura Makoto curled his lips.

"How is it? Does your sprained ankle hurt?"

"Hi--"

Haramura Makoto sighed, then turned and sat on the bench like Shokuhou Misaki, and asked Shokuhou Misaki to move her whole body over to him, and put her two plump thighs wrapped in white silk on his legs.

"Use your ability to get rid of them all. I will heal you from now on."

After all, these are small parks in the downtown area. There may not be many people here, but there are definitely not few people there either.

What happened just now was already the limit, and he didn't want other men to see what happened next.

"Okay."

Shokuhou Misaki didn't ask the reason. Her eyebrows were curved like crescent moons. She took out the remote control from her handbag skillfully and dispersed all the people in the park.

"What's next?"

Shokuhou Misaki tilted her head and looked at her, her beautiful hair flowing down her shoulders like a waterfall.

"Do you need me to take off my stockings?"

Shokuhou Misaki stretched out a white jade finger and gently hooked up one end of the spider web lace. The snow-white thigh skin looked like delicate ivory porcelain under the sunlight.

"Of course, I have to touch your injured skin first."

Haramura Makoto raised his eyebrows.

Shokuhou Misaki's eyebrows also raised. After what happened in the past two days, she is no longer the same as before.

She suddenly stopped hooking her stockings and blinked her beautiful starry eyes.

"Why don't you take it off for me, Cheng?"

"Are you sure you want me to take it off?"

Although what Haramura Makoto said was a question, his actions were absolutely affirmative.

Even before he could say anything, his big hand had already pressed on Shokuhou Misaki's thigh.

What a joke!

He is now a man who has started to have sex. How could he be overwhelmed by Shokuhou Misaki, a pure girl pretending to be charming?

"Of course, helping your girlfriend take off her stockings is the highest honor for a boyfriend."

"Would you mind showing me your boyfriend power, Cheng?"

Shokuhou Misaki was still holding on. Even though her face was as red as a peach, she still gritted her teeth and spoke shyly to Haramura Makoto.

"Then I'm here."

The substitute, Shokuhou Misaki, originally hooked up the stockings, and Haramura Makoto took the initiative to reach out his hand and hook up one side.

The fabric rubbed against the skin, making a rustling sound.

Shokuhou Misaki's face was getting redder and redder, so red that it looked like blood was about to drip out.

Of course, Haramura Makoto did not torture Shokuhou Misaki without thinking, and took off her stockings slowly.

"Xiao Qi, there's smoke coming out of your head."

The taken-off stockings were filled with Shokuhou Misaki's body fragrance, but Haramura Makoto did not do anything perverted. Instead, he folded them neatly and put them in his pocket.

After all, after he finishes treating Shokuhou Misaki, Shokuhou Misaki will still have to wear it and cannot throw it away.

"Huh, you're still talking about me, how are my legs?"

In response to Haramura Makoto's words, Shokuhou Misaki simply snorted, but the pride in her tone could not be concealed.

Generally speaking, what kind of help do stockings provide to women?

In addition to triggering men's visual impulses, it can also make girls with ugly legs have perfectly straight legs after wearing stockings.

But Shokuhou Misaki's legs are already perfect.

The right leg after taking off the white stockings is straight and slender. If it is one inch thicker, it will be fat, and if it is one inch thinner, it will be thin. The snow-white thigh is as pure and flawless as ivory, just like the apple in the Garden of Eden, exuding alluring charm. The legs are just like this.

"Very beautiful. I am surprised that she can maintain such a beautiful leg shape without any physical exercise."

Haramura Makoto's rough fingertips gently slid across Shokuhou Misaki's white thighs. The strange feeling made Shokuhou Misaki shudder in an instant.

However, Haramura Makoto did not continue to tease Shokuhou Misaki. Instead, he slid down and directly grabbed Shokuhou Misaki's delicate little feet in his hands.

"It's all thanks to Runzi."

Shokuhou Misaki blushed and muttered.

At this moment, a cool breeze suddenly blew over, and the ten cardamom-like toes subconsciously curled up in Haramura Makoto's palm, adding a bit of cuteness.

Haramura Makoto withdrew his gaze, held Shokuhou Misaki's heel with one hand, and wrapped Shokuhou Misaki's feet with the other hand.

"Well--"

A low groan was heard, and Shokuhou Misaki, whose face was originally blushing, immediately frowned, "It hurts."

Haramura Makoto was unmoved and said gently, "Just bear with it for a while."

"It will be fine soon. Do you feel a warm current now?"

From Shokuhou Misaki's position, she could perfectly see Haramura Makoto's expression.

So she could see Haramura Makoto's focused and affectionate eyes.

She herself is the daughter of a chaebol, and the people around her are also the daughters of various chaebols.

Most of their final marriage partners are those chosen by their own families.

Maybe for some people, holding their wife's feet can be considered a kind of pleasure, but for those people, it is probably something that will never be possible in this lifetime.

“Feel…ah…I feel it!”

She had just said half of her words when she was replaced by a tingling sensation in her feet, causing Shokuhou Misaki to unable to hold back and let out a charming moan.

"No... but it is indeed... much easier... how do you know this..."

"You know what happened to me before, right? I often strained my muscles during that kind of exercise. I didn't have much money at that time, so I couldn't go to the hospital often. The saying that long-term illness makes a doctor is exactly what I am like."

As Haramura Makoto spoke, he did not stop his hands.

When he was just developing his muscles, the intensity of his daily training could be described as horrifying.

While he achieved tremendous growth in strength, he also suffered from various injuries.

At that time, he taught himself a set of massage and medicinal bath methods, which enabled him to grow up without any injuries.

The technique he used on Shokuhou Misaki now was the same one he used to massage himself, and at the same time, he also used his magic power to repair Shokuhou Misaki's body. This was also why he asked Shokuhou Misaki if she had any warm current.

"……what!"

A charming and moving vibrato came out of her mouth, and the air instantly turned pink.

"Thank you for your hard work..."

Shokuhou Misaki quickly covered her pink lips with her hands and began to breathe softly.

She was now extremely glad that she had listened to Haramura Makoto and expelled all the other students from the park.

Otherwise, given her current state, it would be okay if she was seen by Haramura Makoto, after all, he is her boyfriend.

But if someone else saw it, she would lose all face.

"It's nothing to work on."

"Who isn't having a hard time? Isn't Xiao Qi also having a hard time?"

After entering this academy city, he was directly imprisoned in the research institute. Although he seemed to have freedom, he was actually shackled and even treated as a research object. His brain was cut open and part of his brain tissue was taken out.

If Shokuhou Misaki hadn't been smart and made her own plan, she would still be a puppet now.

Thinking of this, Haramura Makoto exerted a little more force with his arms.

"Ah...um..."

Another heart-stirring and charming vibrato came out of Shokuhou Misaki's mouth.

He could clearly feel the little feet in his hands become tense in an instant, and then become limp.

To be honest, even he felt itchy in his heart because of Shokuhou Misaki's voice just now.

If I had to describe it, Shokuhou Misaki's voice just now was like the song of a siren.

The charm of this kind of voice is so great that it can make most men have wild thoughts just by hearing it, without anyone else's help.

"Did you mean it?"

Shokuhou Misaki covered her pink lips, her beautiful starry eyes were filled with mist, and her jade-white cheeks were covered with large patches of blush.

How to describe it?

Now she is like a panicked, embarrassed and angry little kitten.

Actually, if it was like what happened just now, although it would be a bit uncomfortable and she would not be able to control herself from making sounds, it was still within her tolerance range.

But what happened just now was obviously different.

A warm current flowed directly from her feet to her lower abdomen, and then flowed down from her lower abdomen.

That kind of hot feeling is unprecedented.

But she knew how her body reacted by feeling a little moist.

Although she has never had a boyfriend, it doesn't mean that she doesn't know anything about this.

The physiology, hygiene and health classes in Academy City have been popularized to them.

That's why she was so ashamed and angry.

She felt that Shokuhou Misaki did it on purpose, deliberately making her react like this so that she could laugh at her.

"So what are you talking about?"

Haramura Makoto had no idea what Shokuhou Misaki's reaction meant.

He took out Shokuhou Misaki's stockings from his pocket and slowly put them on her.

Then he picked up Shokuhou Misaki's shoes from the ground and put them on her.

"Try it first to see if your foot is healed."

Shokuhou Misaki glared at Haramura Makoto with her beautiful eyes. Without saying anything to Haramura Makoto, she simply stepped on the ground with her injured foot and then took a few tentative steps.

An expression of surprise appeared directly on Shokuhou Misaki's face.

“It actually got better.”

"Otherwise, do you think I'm teasing you?"

Haramura Makoto stood up helplessly and followed Shokuhou Misaki.

Shokuhou Misaki chopped her feet hard a few times, and after making sure that she was fine, she took Haramura Makoto's arm.

"Where are you going?"

Chapter 173 Swimming

"Xiao Qi, where is the bag you just took?"

Standing in front of the public restroom in the park, Shokuhou Misaki carried the small bag she had just bought in the mall, left Haramura Makoto behind, and went in without looking back.

Come to think of it, he wanted to know what Shokuhou Misaki bought just now.

After all, this happened when he was helping Shokuhou Misaki pay the bill, and Shokuhou Misaki mysteriously disappeared. When he found her again, she had a bag in her hand.

Haramura Makoto originally wanted to take it over and help Shokuhou Misaki carry it as usual.

However, Shokuhou Misaki, contrary to her usual behavior, held the bag tightly, as if she was afraid that he could see what was inside the bag.