Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

97: Not Enough

No girl is as irresistible and impossible to deal with as Sakuraba Mizuki.

How to say it, at the beginning, Oreki Gen thought that girls like Sakuraba Mizuki were just talking a lot.

It would just be like one of the many childish boys and girls who are trying hard to learn how to be adults.

He says things in a pretended mature manner and does things in a pretended mature manner, but in fact he is extremely fragile inside.

But as their contact deepened, as more and more things happened, and as the aura that this girl made him feel was enough to prove that she was special enough.

It's like a whirlpool where one knows the danger but can't help but fall into it, unable to extricate oneself.

and...

Too studious and studies too hard.

At least when it comes to matters between men and women, she really understands more and more.

I have gradually begun to understand what men can't stand the most, and have begun to figure out how to make a man extremely excited in a short period of time.

Just a few words that were vulgar enough, obscene but direct, were enough to make Oreki Gen immediately raise the flag and salute.

It's too ridiculous.

Especially when she began to sway her body slightly on him, Oreki felt that the ambiguity and confusion of the entire world was born from his blood.

It seems that some people are born to be fatally romantic.

No need for anything else, no need for any other emotions.

Immersing yourself in the rich love is as beautiful as heaven.

Feeling the warmth of her body temperature, feeling her firm curves pressing against his chest.

She opened her mouth and bit the boy's lower lip.

Biting gently, you could see her slightly narrowed eyes from a close distance, like a perfect vixen, demonstrating her skills to mortals.

she said softly.

"I knew you were brave, but I didn't expect you to be this brave."

Because he bit his lip, the sound was unclear, but it did not prevent Oreki Gen from hearing it clearly.

Especially at this distance, it seems that words can become energy that goes straight to the heart.

It's like a kind of telepathy.

Oreki Gen's hands naturally climbed up the other's legs, which were delicate, white, and silky, making people unable to let go.

The other hand embraced her slender waist.

It was as if the curves that fit his body perfectly were held firmly in his arms.

If there really is an end of the world, I would rather it be this day. I hope that when the world is rebuilt tens of millions of years later, someone will dig out their fossil and find it in this posture.

Oreki Gen thought absurdly.

“It’s hard for me to answer you.”

The boy just looked into her eyes, and their gazes intertwined in this small space.

Like planets orbiting each other.

Sakuraba Mitsuki loosened her grip a little, but could still feel the wetness covering her lips. Perhaps she just liked it this way. It was one of her little quirks.

Oreki Gen could only say this.

"For you, I have nothing to fear."

A scumbag may deserve to be scorned, deserve to be condemned by everyone, and deserve to be rejected by society.

But you must say sweet words that make people like you at the right time.

Otherwise you are at best a scumbag.

Sakuraba Mizuki smiled softly, and then, in front of Oreki Gen's eyes, he raised his waist a little.

She bit her lower lip slightly.

"Are you still standing there? Do you think I'm here to serve you?"

Now Oreki Gen understood what the other party meant.

Well, there was no way. In such an awkward posture, untying the unnecessary restraints was like untying an old seal.

In fact, Oreki Gen didn't want this to happen.

Of course, it’s not that I’m unwilling to do this with this girl, but doing it in this way lacks some beauty.

It should be a natural result achieved through hugging and kissing each other, and then wake up together in a morning with morning dew and slight mist, looking at her in his arms and helping her to gather all her ink-like long hair.

This was a little awkward, but it worked.

She sat down gently.

The experience of playing Oreki Strings has undergone a completely new change.

From this angle, looking at this gorgeous girl, he frowned slightly.

That pretty face flushed, and then slowly relaxed as it fell.

It’s as if a person has found his social value and the right place for himself in this world.

Very light, very comfortable, and of course...the momentary ecstasy made Oreki Gen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The two sighed almost at the same time.

This fully illustrates the commonality of feelings at this moment.

Oreki Gen glanced at the girl whose eyes were completely blurred, as if filled with mist.

Sakuraba Jianyue breathed softly, then looked at him and smiled with youthful charm.

"hold me."

"it is good."

Oreki Gen stood up. This posture was not difficult. His physical condition was now quite good. He also learned a lot of techniques and methods of using the body from Kiyono Ryo. Many movements were easy for him to do.

He embraced the girl's slender figure and held her whole body in his arms, connecting her intimately, as if they could never be separated again.

He could clearly feel the heat of Sakuraba Mitsuki's body.

In fact, I wasn't feeling much better, as if my whole body was heating up.

Smelling the other person's breath up close, she wrapped her fair arms around his shoulders and then leaned against his ear to breathe.

Oreki Gen leaned between her broken bones and neck, as if greedily absorbing all the fragrance from this girl.

Makes one dizzy.

Oreki Gen suddenly thought that sometimes people who are used to eating delicacies from land and sea really want to try light home-cooked meals.

Just like being accustomed to the days of fierce fighting, occasional tenderness seems to be able to make people feel it in their bones.

For example, at this moment, there is no need for more intense movements. The two sides overlap each other, as if forming a beautiful statue.

A young man with a good physique can sustain this movement for a long time.

Let the girl in your arms enjoy the pleasure, but not getting into the mood too quickly and losing the beauty and scenery of the process.

Everything seems to be a steady stream.

Like a delicious dish, you have to chew it slowly and not swallow it in a hurry, otherwise you will lose the layered flavor.

During this process, a slight sound could be heard from the bed.

The two people's breathing and heartbeats gradually became more obvious, interweaving in the room.

There seemed to be a whistling wind knocking against the window outside.

Sakuraba Mizuki ran her fingers through the boy's black hair and she bit Oreki Gen's ear.

"Why are you so confident?"

Oreki Gen was a little dazed.

What the hell, what are you talking about at this time?

It seems that I can't keep up with the other person's thinking speed.

"What confidence..."

Oreki held the string tighter.

The conversation under this situation seems to have a kind of contrasting beauty, as if it is talking about things that are irrelevant at the moment, but they are ambiguously involved.

"lighter..."

"Feel sorry."

"What I'm saying is...what makes you so confident to tell my mother that you would let me say that..."

It turns out it’s the same thing as before.

No wonder the other party hadn't asked me before and had been suppressing his curiosity from the beginning until now. It turned out that he was waiting for this moment.

But isn’t it a bit out of place to talk about these things at this time?

But the other party's question had to be answered, Oreki Gen said softly.

"I don't have any confidence, but what I mean is that I will try my best to do this."

While talking, you should also feel the other person's light body rising and falling on you.

Some brains are confused.

This isn't the time to do two things at once, is it? How about another set of papers, and I'll give you a perfect score right away?

Sakuraba Mitsuki's skin turned red, and Oreki Ken could also feel that she was becoming more and more sensitive. The fact that her fingers were gradually applying force between her hair seemed to be the best proof of this.

This girl is quite cute.

She is also very stubborn in bed and often refuses to admit how excited and difficult it is for her to control herself at certain moments.

But often at this time, she would use all her strength to try to restrain herself, and it is at this time that she looks the cutest.

Oreki Gen never exposes the other person's efforts.

She even trembled in her voice, as if to appear as if nothing had happened.

"You...can't do that...I will never...never say that to her in my life."

A simple sentence, mixed with countless gasps, made it impossible for people to stop. Oreki Gen wanted to appear even more excessive.

So he changed his posture slightly.

"boom."

The bed didn't shake much because the girl's body was light.

She looked at the handsome young man who appeared above her.

This time there was no cursing of the other party's self-assertion.

Or perhaps the legs that were tightly wrapped around the boy's waist already explained her attitude at the moment.

Oreki Xian lowered his head.

"hold me."

He said so.

Sakuraba Kentsuki frowned immediately, not because he was dissatisfied, because he immediately put his arms around Oreki Gen's neck.

She frowned only because she felt the invasion of the stormy waves.

It was like a world-destroying disaster rushing towards him.

This seems a bit dangerous.