Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

Sakuraba Jianyue smiled slightly, reached out his hand and gently stroked the other person's face, just like carefully feeling the instrument he was about to use before performing some important performance.

cheek.

Neck, then his chest.

It seems like they don't want to miss any inch.

The feeling was very delicate, and it was easy to make the blood in the boy's veins boil for her.

The nerves are cheering.

Only the boy himself was quite resistant at this moment, and did not want such a thing to happen when he was in a complicated mood.

However, Sakuraba Mitsuki spoke in a low voice while carefully feeling the boy's charming body.

"Of course it is like this. I'm not making excuses or giving any reason... It's a simple truth. As long as you are a girl like me, she will naturally feel the gap, understand that it is impossible, and then give up on you."

What a unique idea.

Unfortunately, your intention to lock the bus is known to everyone.

And this girl is definitely not in line with Oreki Gen's ultimate goal.

If you only seek temporary enjoyment, and become someone's property, or a toy for this girl, what will be the result? You can imagine.

His body is tight and complete.

He had no intention of separating it.

Feel the beauty of each other's buttocks and the slenderness and delicacy of each other's fingers.

Oreki Gen looked at the other person.

"very nice."

"You agree?"

"I was just thinking, you could have just done it by force, but you still came up with this excuse to trick me. You are so kind."

Sakuraba Jianyue sneered.

She lowered her head and got closer to the boy's face.

Blowing hot and moist breath on the other's face.

"I am indeed very kind to you because I don't want to hurt you, but if you force me to do this... I can't say for sure."

Break me?

Do you understand what Vajra Indestructibility means?

Oreki Gen smiled, stretched out his hands and grasped the other's slender waist.

Looking at the girl with burning eyes, he said with disdain.

"Break me? Who said a few days ago that if I continued to do that, it would break? It shouldn't be you, right?"

An unnatural blush instantly appeared on Sakuraba Mitsuki's face.

"Damn it... I told you I wasn't feeling well that day!"

"Tsk tsk tsk... A young lady is a young lady, her mouth is so classy and hard."

"very good."

Sakuraba Jianyue sneered and looked completely angry.

She straightened up, first gathered her long hair behind her head, and then slowly lifted the edge of her skirt in front of Oreki Gen.

The whole action is perfect and full of visual impact.

Of course, the results presented...are simply exciting to the extreme.

The towering shape has no drooping at all.

Perfect color...

It's a cherry-topped ice cream that makes you want to take a big bite.

She looked at the boy, her eyes full of fire and defiance.

"I'll make it so you can't get out of bed tomorrow, you bastard...Aa ...

Oreki Gen actually wanted to say more, but it seemed that he was no longer able to speak.

Familiar beauty.

The familiar chaos was all ignited at this moment.

There were no fireworks outside.

But the hearts of the two are now like a volcanic eruption...

It seemed that the two people were so immersed in the game that they didn't notice a subtle fact.

That is...the door, which opened a crack silently.

In that darkness.

It was a pair of eyes with pupils drastically contracted...

(In fact, although I seem to update quickly, it takes me almost a day to write an average of more than 10,000 words. I have to ensure the quality and quantity. It seems that I haven't even played games since I wrote this book. Creation is not easy. Of course, your support gives me more motivation. It's nothing, just a simple thank you to the readers. I will update more if I can write it during the day!)

27: Nihilism (Additional chapter 29!)

When Oreki Sakura returned to the room.

Her legs almost gave out and she almost collapsed on the bed.

She didn't know how to describe what she saw. In the room with the desk lamp on...two figures intertwined.

The boy with a perfect body and a pretty face had sweat all over his back.

Looking at that arrogant young lady, her long legs swaying slightly in the air, her toes tensed...

She felt an impact she had never felt before.

Information flows very quickly in this era, and more and more children can learn a lot of things at an earlier and earlier age, unlike in ancient times when they were so naive.

Of course she knew what the two were doing...and had some knowledge about it.

But she still didn't expect that what she saw in person would be such a scene...

Is it beautiful?

It should be said that it is intense, hot, and full of desire.

At that time, she really wanted to kick the door open and angrily yell at them for what they were doing. Didn’t they agree that they were just classmates?

Didn’t we agree on this...do you have your own reasons?

How did it come to this!

Isn't this a step that only couples who have been together for a long time and have deep feelings for each other would do?

But why did they do this...

She hugged the quilt, clamped her long legs together, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes were filled with an indescribable mist and confusion.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she could think of that scene.

The boy's strong arms were wrapped around the girl's delicate, sweaty waist.

Her waist is soft and delicate, as smooth as a water snake.

They intertwined and swayed passionately.

The slight creaking of the bed, the panting sound, and the low moan suppressed in her throat...it was simply a magical chapter.

She didn't kick the door open or disturb them.

She just watched, watching them change into many positions that she dared not even think of, watching her brother sweating profusely on Sakuraba Mizuki's body...

Looking at her swaying black hair, it looks like it is wrapped around a vine.

Watching her bite Oreki Ken's neck when she was aroused...

So...is this what things between men and women are like?

It seemed like a vivid and indelible lesson, and she certainly didn't want to learn anything from it.

She herself didn't know how she felt at the moment. When they stopped after a long time, Oreki Sakura suppressed the trembling of her legs and the shortness of her breathing, and tried hard to return to the room.

It took a long time to calm down.

Those scenes were like a nightmare that entangled her at this moment. She couldn't help but clamp her legs together and rub them gently against the quilt.

Her breathing was rapid and her cheeks were so red that they seemed to be dripping with blood.

She didn't know what the heat in her body was, nor did she know what the fire that seemed to be burning in her heart meant.

She just couldn't control herself and developed a desire and an urgent fantasy at this moment.

Change the character in the picture in your mind.

I fantasize about... replacing the role of Sakuraba Mizuki... with myself.

It was myself who was swaying on the boy's body.

It was me who was being held tightly by him around my delicate waist.

Was I hugging his neck as if I was kissing it, or as if I was biting it?

It’s just me...that’s good enough.

Why is it her and not myself?

Oreki Sakura felt like she was going crazy. She knew clearly how terrible her fantasy was, but she just couldn't control herself from continuing to fantasize like this. She even became more and more passionate and intense.

Until she let out a long sigh.

The corners of eyes were filled with crystal tears.

The wet fingers reached forward and touched the photo on the bedside table.

That handsome boy.

"Brother...you are so mean."

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"Is that all right?"

Once again, the two sweaty people lay on their backs on the bed, in similar postures.

However, one is a little more unrestrained, while the other is a little more reserved, thus preserving nobility and elegance.

Both of their bodies were in a mess, not to mention the bed...it was simply horrible.

Sakuraba Mitsuki's face was now rosy, with an alluring glow, as if she was a rose in full bloom, the most beautiful one.

"I don't want to talk to you."

She turned her face away slightly, as if she was avoiding something, which was a very rare emotion in her.

Oreki Xian looked at the ceiling and breathed deeply, allowing his body to calm down quickly. It didn't cause too much impact and he still had plenty of strength.

It's just that this kind of thing is more mentally and psychologically exhausting... How long has it been? He didn't think much about it.

He smiled somewhat emptily.

"You are amazing. People won't recognize you until you put on pants, and you haven't put them on yet."

Sakuraba Mitsuki kicked the boy.

Of course, the posture was a bit strenuous, so she couldn't use any strength. It didn't seem like a warning, but more like she was acting coquettishly.

"Do you really have to talk so much?"

Oreki Gen smiled and hugged the girl's long legs, his palms seeming to unconsciously caress her silky and delicate calves.

"What? You can't even say a word... It's good enough that I didn't ask you for money."