Liang tried to pull his hand away from his, but failed, and said in dissatisfaction.

"Being too sensitive can be annoying."

Since they are already in a relationship, Ishikawa Hayabusa naturally wants to know more about her, even if it is personal matters.

"But if I hadn't noticed, Ryo wouldn't have told me, right?"

"Tell you?"

Liang turned his gaze and said in an inexplicably tough tone, "Why?"

Seeing Liang staring at him expressionlessly and speaking in such a tone, Ishikawa Hayabusa immediately knew that she was a little angry.

Perhaps it was a change in one mile that caused a change in her mood.

But he didn't care and still chuckled.

"I can't wait until I feel uncomfortable with the cold before I know the reason, right?"

Liang let out a long breath, as if he had let go of a burden, but said nothing.

The two did not stop to communicate. When Ishikawa Hayabusa finished speaking, they passed by a pub and a few drunk middle-aged men came out.

Liang looked at them and simply avoided them. She moved closer to Ishikawa Hayabusa.

Ishikawa Hayabusa also took two more steps back to give her room to retreat. Liang took another step towards him and paused.

He quickly noticed Ryo's movements and smiled as he leaned closer again, their arms almost touching as they held hands.

Fortunately, it was not hot at all in Tokyo in September, and the evening breeze was even a little cold, so the two of them could lean their arms together without feeling uncomfortable due to the heat.

“It won’t affect what happens over the weekend.”

Liang's tone softened inexplicably.

Ishikawa Hayabusa was stunned, looking at her delicate face and her strong aura despite her rare expression, and sighed.

"Does Ryo think I'm that anxious?"

"Isn't it?"

Liang turned to look at him in puzzlement.

Emotion gradually emerged on her originally cold face. That beautiful face with special charm was illuminated by the various lights on the street, and her smiling eyes looked quite elegant.

Seeing this rare scenery, Ishikawa Hayabusa said honestly.

"I'm sorry, I'm really anxious. I want to let Sister Liang experience the desires of a high school boy that have been accumulated for more than ten years."

Liang's eyes became much colder, but Ishikawa Hayabusa was smiling happily.

He knew very well that paying too much attention to Liang's reaction would only make her even more unhappy. She would adjust her mood by herself, and there was no need to dig into her thoughts unless it was a big deal.

After a while he explained.

"But that's not why I asked Liang about this. I just want to do my best to be a good boyfriend."

"If I tell you, I'll be mad if you don't do it well."

The cool breeze calmly withdrew that cold gaze.

Ishikawa Hayabusa chuckled twice, with an expression that showed he believed me.

...

As the information increased, Ishikawa Hayabusa took Liang home, took out her slippers and put them on the ground, stood up straight and asked her.

"Want to take a rest?"

But she did not respond. Instead, she looked past his side and looked at the house that had just been lit up.

She turned her gaze back to Ishikawa Hayabusa's face and reached out to grab the corner of his clothes.

Like a lonely child, please say.

"Play games with me."

Her vulnerable voice is very sympathetic.

Ishikawa Hayabusa looked at her weak expression and he could feel that her expression was half true and half false.

But it is still extremely lethal, just like having a cold cat.

If you touch her, she will let you touch her. If you tease her, she will respond coldly, but she rarely takes the initiative to talk to you. She just plays by herself.

And one day, when it comes to you, it takes advantage of your unpreparedness and meows coquettishly, rubs its head against you, and rolls over in front of you with its belly exposed.

No matter whether it is begging for food or for other reasons, we can only let her do as she pleases.

Liang's coquettishness is too terrifying. This move is quite harmful to Hongxia, who is of the same sex. When it comes to the opposite sex, this move will triple the damage.

After suffering such high-intensity injuries, most people would completely lose control of themselves and just listen to her.

But Ishikawa Hayabusa is different. The cuter she is, the more he wants to take advantage of her.

He said with a little pride.

"Then come and hold me."

"Didn't you say you would take care of me?"

Liang still had a somewhat coquettish tone, tilting his head and asking softly.

She didn't seem to be angry about her failure in being cute, and her golden eyes looked at him curiously.

Looking at his girlfriend, who is shorter than him but looks like an older sister and is acting cute and natural, Ishikawa Hayabusa can hardly bear it.

He spoke rapidly.

"If Liang did that, I would prepare hot drinks and snacks within 30 seconds, turn on the game console, put out the cushions and wait for Liang to play together."

Liang was wearing her school uniform today, and she hadn't returned home since she came back from school.

She, who has never liked to show her skin, wore a black long-sleeved shirt under her summer school uniform short-sleeved shirt. Her pleated skirt was the same as Ichiri's, and was not folded up like other young and energetic high school girls.

Underneath, she wore pantyhose.

Ishikawa Hayabusa saw that she had a thoughtful look on her face, and then quickly lowered her head. Her long legs wrapped in black tights were put together, the heels of her shoes pressed against each other, and her feet struggled out of the shoes.

The foot, which was not much bigger than his palm, appeared, stepped on the slippers he had placed there, and quickly got into the slippers.

She walked over in slippers, and this "sister" who was almost a head shorter than him leaned completely on his chest, her head resting on his neck, her hands around his waist.

It's like I've completely entrusted my body to him.

Just as he was enjoying Liang's active embrace, her scent, body, and dependence as she naturally leaned towards him.

He felt Liang retreat a little, and then he felt a hot and moist breath approaching his neck, and he could even hear her gentle breathing in his ears.

The breath and the sound made people feel itchy, itching to the bottom of their hearts.

Because of his anticipation, he didn't do anything to Liang Duo.

Liang also responded to his expectation by kissing his neck softly, licking and sucking it softly.

Even Ishikawa Hayabusa felt his legs go weak from being sucked by her.

The atmosphere was frozen, and the two people at the entrance lost their sense of time in this beautiful scene.

After a moment, Liang moved away a little, put on his slippers and said as if nothing had happened.

"Go to work."

"receive."

As a girlfriend, Liang was so tempting when she flirted with him that Ishikawa Hayabusa felt like the blood in his body was still frozen.

Her slightly warmer body and the small but long kiss seemed to be engraved in his body and remain there for a long time.

Moreover, Ishikawa Hayabusa felt that Liang might know about it.

Kissing the throat represents desire.

...

While the two were lying at home, playing games, drinking drinks and eating snacks, the three people who were working part-time were chatting while listening to the band's performance on the stage for free.

But strictly speaking, there are two people.

Kita was at the front desk and had nothing to do with this exchange.

Hong Xia leaned her elbows on the bar, supported her chin with both hands and watched the band performing on the stage.

She no longer envied those bands that performed in their own stores. Their impromptu performance a while ago was able to attract such a large number of fans, so they were definitely no worse than those bands.

And they had actually just started as a band, and the only thing that was fully exposed to the public was their performance at that music festival.

The others were just minor incidents, or they disappeared without causing much trouble.

But during this critical period, all the band members started dating again.

Hong Xia thought about it and turned her head to look to the side.

In her sight, Ichiri, who was wearing a school uniform, seemed to be a bit like the past after leaving Ishikawa Hayabusa.

She lowered her head slightly, not daring to keep her eyes fixed on one spot for long. She looked at the stage for a while, then looked away, and after a while looked back again.

But the next moment, Yili's gaze turned to her.

Because he was facing Hong Xia, Yili was not nervous.

Inside the bright bar, a pair of clear eyes asked with some doubt and uneasiness.

"Hongxia-chan, what's wrong..."

After she finished speaking, she looked at herself, as if to confirm whether she had anything on her body.

"Ah... no no."

Hongxia smiled, quickly denied it, and looked back at the stage.

But after she moved her gaze, she still vaguely felt that Yili was still looking at her with confusion.

Yili's thoughtful look made Hongxia nervous, feeling guilty. She was afraid... no, she felt that Yili would definitely see something.

After all, even Kita and Ryo could see what she was hiding.

She simply put on a smile, turned around and changed the subject.

"By the way, was it Hayabusa-kun's idea to change Pochi-chan's appearance?"

Ichiri was stunned by her question.

"Ah, no, I wanted to change myself..."

"Hey..."

Hong Xia sighed with a little surprise, her eyes showing some doubt. Although she was curious, she did not intend to force her to explain the reason.

But Ichiri saw her concern and replied.

"Because Falcon doesn't ask anything of me now. He said he can support me in the future and let me live happily. But I feel that it's not good to always rely on him like this...so I want to change."

Hongxia smiled, and her lively smile looked very sunny.

"Hayabusa-kun is really nice."

"Ah."

Yili nodded affirmatively.

Hongxia originally planned to end the topic there, but seeing that Yili still seemed very concerned, she hesitated and continued.

"Has Ryo caused you any trouble lately?"

Yili thought about it and shook his head.

"Ryo-san is still the same as usual."

"Really."

After Hong Xia finished speaking, she also felt that her question was too trivial and didn't seem like something she really cared about.

This is totally unacceptable.

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