Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

Especially the lingering smoke coming out of the store around the two of them, making the light hazy and ambiguous.

In the picture, my cheeks flushed slightly and I closed my eyes.

Oreki Ken's serious expression, with his perfect profile, would be suitable for the cover of any fashion magazine.

Whether it is the smoke rising in the blurred background or the young boy and girl holding flowers in the picture.

Even at this perfect angle.

No filters or unnecessary beauty retouching are needed.

This is the perfect picture...

Oreki Gen looked at her expression.

"How about it? I think it's time to change our profile picture."

Sakuraba Mitsuki glanced at Oreki Gen.

Then the fingers began to slide.

Oreki Gen was stunned.

"What are you doing?"

Sakuraba Mizuki narrowed his eyes.

"Nothing, don't worry about it."

"You're looking at my photo album?!"

"Can not watch?"

"No, even if we're a couple I still have privacy, wait! Stop sliding!"

"Don't come on, I want to see it."

"Give me!"

"It's a beautiful thought."

"Don't run!"

Sakuraba Mitsuki actually grabbed the boy's cell phone, looked at it and ran away.

Oreki Gen was chasing closely behind.

It seemed as if the light from the street lamps could not catch up with the figures of the two people, adding two more lively landscapes to this bustling street.

Qiandao Feng, who had been following the two people in the car, looked through the car window at the two people walking through the streets.

Laughing, making noise, chasing, and running.

As far as I can remember...how long has it been since you were so lively and cheerful?

Sometimes, Qiandao Feng even felt that this girl was a shadow of the replica of the lady.

In many aspects, I seem to be learning the wife's way of doing things and her style of doing things.

If it weren't for this scene, she would have almost forgotten it.

The lady was originally a young and beautiful girl...

And that young man was really just as the lady described.

It really changed her...

Just at this moment, her cell phone rang. She took a look and immediately answered the call.

"Hello, ma'am."

"Well, how are they."

"...very good."

"What do you mean very good?"

Qiandao Feng thought about how to answer this question.

When I looked up, I saw that the boy had finally captured the girl, right at the end of the street.

He just took the beautiful and noble girl in his arms, hugged her and laughed.

On a cold winter night, the scenery over there was just a thin mist blown out by the two people's laughter.

Qiandao Feng answered softly.

"The lady is as happy as a child..."

Chapter 103: Rainy

How to spend a perfect night.

Of course, the first thing to start with is that your girlfriend doesn't find any suspicious photos in your phone album.

Oreki Gen was very glad.

I have a strong sense of crisis and I don’t have the habit of taking photos everywhere.

So apart from the photo of the two of them that Sakuraba Mizuki saw, there were almost no photos of other girls. Except for Oreki Sakura, of course.

But she is her own sister after all, and it can be explained from various aspects and angles. Sakuraba Mitsuki is not a fussy person, and she will not dwell on boring questions that have no final answers for too long.

So they were able to return home safely, and as for what happened on the street, perhaps they would suddenly think of it on an ordinary night long after.

When the two of them were so young, they would have such memories.

Of course, it would be better if you never think about it again.

Because this proves that there are more beautiful things worth remembering between the two of them, not just this seemingly ordinary and simple fragment.

They had a smooth journey back to Sakuraba Mitsuki's private room, which was of course still furnished with the familiar and gorgeous furnishings.

But after turning off the lights, there is no difference. After all, a bed is enough for sleeping.

A familiar kiss.

The familiar groping of each other's bodies seemed to have become a matter of course.

It’s still that familiar touch, indescribable, and no one can accurately find a suitable comparison.

This is Sakuraba Mizuki, the perfect Sakuraba Mizuki from head to toe.

No one can replace Sakuraba Mitsuki.

Her beauty and taste are so unique.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Sakuraba Mizuki looks particularly gentle tonight.

Even the tongue entangled with his seemed gentle, not as if it was about to tear his tongue off at any time.

And the boy naturally would not miss such a gentle moment from the other party.

His techniques and skills were presented to the girl without reservation.

Until she collapsed on the bed like mud, unable to move anymore.

Everything felt like it was immersed in a bubble, warm and moist.

But it seemed that no one cared about these things now. They just hugged each other and absorbed the warmth that seemed to be the last and only one of this night.

Oreki Gen doesn't like to think too pessimistically about everything.

It’s better to say it this way.

No matter how pessimistic the situation is, no matter how hopeless the situation is, he will always find a glimmer of hope, or something that can comfort himself.

Otherwise, nothing can support me to this point.

"What are you thinking about?"

Perhaps it was because Oreki Gen hadn't spoken for too long, and he just remained silent for too long while hugging the other's smooth shoulders.

The girl in his arms raised her head slightly and looked at him with eyes that were no longer as cold as ice.

Oreki Gen lowered his head slightly, and his palm instinctively slid from her black hair to her delicate back.

"I didn't think about anything, I just felt a little emotional, as if another year has passed."

"It's not even the New Year yet, not even tomorrow's exam."

Sakuraba Mitsuki said this with a hint of sarcasm, but the sweet breath that came out of her mouth had already slightly moistened the boy's neck, making it a little itchy, but more likely a feeling of satisfaction.

Oreki Gen lowered his head with a smile.

"Yeah, isn't it because people always like to think about things that haven't happened yet that they tend to become anxious?"

Sakuraba Jianyue smiled disdainfully.

"You will still think about it even if you don't want to think about it, but thinking about it is just thinking about it. You will never know what to do until it really happens. As for anxiety... the smarter people are, the more likely they are to be anxious."

She made this judgement so succinctly.

Oreki Gen pursed his lips and smiled.

"So you're praising me for being smart?"

"Why, you don't like being praised by me?"

"No, I'm just a little uncomfortable. How should I put it... I never thought that I would actually wait for the day when the young lady would praise me in person."

Just as Oreki Gen said this with a smile, his weak spot was attacked.

The boy with bared teeth looked at her innocently with flashing eyes and dark pupils.

"what happened?"

"Too much complacency."

"You're praising me and I'm not getting carried away?"

"I praise you because I simply want to praise you. I really hate it when you get carried away."

"Okay, Missy's rules are rules."

Oreki Gen just smiled and didn't care.

Nonsense, what else can he care about?

She is Sakuraba Mitsuki...

"My Sakuraba Mitsuki."

Muttering something under his breath, he lowered his head and rubbed the tip of the girl's nose.

Because both parties' noses are very straight, this action is easy to do.

Of course, Sakuraba Mitsuki heard his seemingly inexplicable mutterings.

"What are you talking about?"

"Hmm? Am I wrong?"

At this time, Sakuraba Mitsuki suddenly smiled.

"Let me think about it, what would you say at this time... It should be that a handsome man like me in Sakura City cannot belong to just one person, but should belong to all mankind. Right?"

Oreki Gen blinked and saw the girl's slightly cunning eyes.

"I didn't say that, did I?"

"You've said it countless times in your mind."

"You can read minds, too?"

"I specialize in reading your mind."

"Is this course still taught in high school? I'll take it if I get a chance."

"Stop talking nonsense. Who doesn't know what you are thinking?"

Sakuraba Jianyue snorted softly, then turned his back to Folding Wood String.

The young man was also tactful and gently held the other person in his arms.

Fitting against her beautifully curvy back, the two of them had bodies that were inexplicably compatible and could always accommodate each other just right.

Turn your arms into her pillow.