Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

However, Oreki Gen didn't show any jealousy or displeasure, which made the girl very angry.

Fortunately, my parents finally answered the phone, otherwise my phone would have run out of battery.

This made the girl reluctantly end the call.

Looking at the exaggerated length of the call, Oreki Gen couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Are all girls good at chatting on the phone for long periods of time?

Is this a natural talent or an emotional one?

He didn't know, but he knew that a man would not talk on the phone with someone for more than five minutes for no reason, and even if it was something important, it would not exceed half an hour.

If it exceeds this time, the severity can be imagined.

Oreki Gen sat there for a while, and he was about to get up to see if Sakuraba Mizuki had woken up.

I'm too bored to leave.

It would be better to go to jail.

So he walked towards the other person's room, and as soon as he reached the door, he vaguely heard a slight noise coming from inside.

"you're awake?"

"Ah."

The girl responded lazily through the door.

When Oreki opened the door, he saw a girl wearing a white bathrobe, her lazy long hair cascading down like a waterfall.

The white and translucent shoulders have a jade-like texture, looking expensive and rare.

"You are dressed like this...are you going to take a shower?"

Oreki asked curiously.

Sakuraba Mitsuki glanced lazily at Oreki Gen.

"I was going to take a bath. I sweated a little while sleeping."

Oreki Gen thought about it.

"Shall I go get you some water?"

The black-haired girl shook her head and yawned.

"If you want to rest, just sleep in my room for a while. I'll go to the bath."

After saying that, she just took her phone, walked out the door, and walked in one direction along the corridor.

Oreki Gen was stunned.

Take a bath?

It doesn't look like they are going out... Wait, yes, this is the Sakuraba family, this is not an ordinary person's home.

I haven't unlocked the entire map of her house, so it's understandable that she has a separate bathtub, right?

Oreki Gen thought for a moment, then lay down on the bed that was filled with the scent of a girl. He was indeed a little tired.

After a sleepless night and a whole afternoon of sitting, it felt like the time would come at any moment.

Although his physique can support this young man, sometimes the fatigue in his heart outweighs any physical fatigue.

He closed his eyes.

Close your eyes.

Then soon, the boy suddenly opened his eyes.

overtake.

Are you willing to just leave the map unaltered?

No.

He couldn't miss this opportunity, so he stood up quickly.

Then he left the other person's room and walked towards the direction where the girl just disappeared...

Chapter 143: True and False

He closed the door, trapping the mist in the bathtub.

There began to be the sound of water churning and shaking.

Oreki Gen must have liked water. He had memories of swimming in ponds and streams in Baishe Township when he was a child.

He is no stranger to water.

how to say.

The warm water flow is very good, but of course what is even better is the girl who is touched at this moment.

She has fair and delicate skin, comfortable and charming body temperature, not to mention her elastic and soft body shape.

It seems like I will never get tired of holding it in my arms no matter how long it takes.

Oreki Gen just hugged the other person in his arms, rubbing his face against the other person's slender neck, breathing greedily and heavily.

Infect this girl with your own hot warmth.

And Sakuraba Mizuki can certainly feel Oreki's obsession with her body, and to be honest, there is nothing wrong with that. Don't always think that liking your body is a sign of not liking you.

When people fall in love with someone, it is never a simple thing.

Your face is a plus, your figure is a plus, and your temperament and hormonal scent are key factors.

The most important thing is that these things are part of you and cannot be separated from you.

Sakuraba Mizuki is not a love-brained girl, nor is she a simple girl. She knows clearly that a man's love for a woman is never a simple thing, and it is not something that he can see your heart at first sight and like a so-called interesting soul.

It is said that good-looking skins are all the same, but interesting souls are unique.

But isn't it another kind of funny that she is so beautiful but can't make him like her?

So she was actually very satisfied with the other person's obsession with her body.

Breathing greedily, even using his lips and tongue to stroke his delicate skin, just like a puppy showing kindness to its owner.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and reached out to stroke the boy's hair.

"You can't bear it for a moment, and you're in a hurry to do something like this on the first day of the new year... huh~?"

Oreki Gen smiled and raised his head, looking at her gradually rosy skin and beautiful eyes.

"This kind of thing shouldn't be missed no matter whether it's the New Year or the old year, right? I will keep this fresh feeling forever."

After saying that, his lips and teeth continued to move gently down, kissing her curvy collarbone.

The part of a girl that Oreki Gen likes the most is not her legs or her breasts.

But it's the clavicle area that is not deliberately done to make oneself look advanced and different.

I just instinctively feel that this is the most artistic part of the human body. Just like exquisite porcelain, it has unique patterns. Every girl's clavicle also has a different and unique texture.

The skinnier, more delicate, fuller, or the difference in temperature all make people intoxicated.

Sakuraba Mitsuki felt a little itchy. She narrowed her eyes slightly and her body trembled slightly under the water.

"You are new to this kind of thing...be gentle~"

The boy bit his own snow-white skin, leaving clear teeth marks as if they were caused by something strange.

Oreki Gen just raised his head slightly and looked at the other person.

"Because it becomes more and more familiar, it becomes more and more nostalgic. But for your body, honestly keeping it fresh will never make you tired. Isn't that good?"

Sakuraba Mitsuki lowered his head slightly and looked at the boy's handsome features, his straight nose, and his eyes that were particularly eye-catching when he was serious.

"I don't know if it's good or not, but nothing can last forever, even if you really feel that way now."

Oreki Xian smiled, gently stretched out his hands, and wrapped them around the other person's slender waist underwater.

It becomes smoother with the flow of water.

What would it feel like if the essential oils were applied? Oreki didn't know, but just imagining it made his blood boil.

This impulse was difficult to conceal even in the water, and Sakuraba Mitsuki naturally felt the boy's passion.

She felt as if her skin was infected and it started to feel hot.

"Will it be that I will never have the final say and you will never have the final say? Only time will tell. All we need to do is wait quietly for that time to come. What do you think?"

He smiled, as innocent as a child.

Often at moments like this, Sakuraba Mitsuki wanted to laugh at the boy's naivety.

But what's the point of laughing? No one can see the final result. Even if you are so sure about something, you still need the result to prove it.

And before this result, you need to enjoy it.

She squinted her eyes and lowered her head.

"Your confidence is always so strange."

The thin mist exhaled made people greedy. Oreki Xian couldn't help it, and he didn't intend to endure it.

Accumulated impulses need to be vented, and human impulses need to be satisfied.

So he smiled at last.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't need to be so confident all the time. I could be more calm and decent, but because it's you...that makes me want to put in more effort and persevere..."

"Because it's you..."

"Hmm~"

A man and a woman were kissing in the bath, their bodies slightly obscured by the mist.

However, as some movements became more intense and obvious, the mist was constantly dispersed and reshaped.

Sakuraba Mitsuki felt that the other party's actions were very familiar every time.

Touch your skin, touch all the sensitive areas of your body.

Feeling the hot temperature of his hands, feeling his rapid breathing and breath filling his mind.

It doesn't seem to be anything special. I should have gotten used to it long ago, and I shouldn't have any other feelings because of it.

But every time...really when this feeling comes.

It seems like everyone has a brand new experience.

For example, the nameless flame will honestly burn his body every time, just like his gentle, elusive but real movements.

The sight in front of my eyes will honestly be hazy and blurred.

The closer he gets, the easier it is for me to get into the mood quickly and forget everything around me.

And when he sat under the water, he was in a high position, sitting cross-legged on his legs.

Some contact is inevitable, well... that's one of the purposes.

How desire is filled is often accompanied by a momentary feeling of suffocation.

Then, huge waves invaded my mind.

The surging waves constantly washed away the only sanity I had.

Do people need to stay rational all the time? Perhaps not necessarily, because without rationality, there will be no worries, and there will be no need to consider more other things.

Just fall into it honestly.

Melting in his arms.

Get lost in his increasingly heated and intense movements...

When the sound of water becomes like waves washing over the coastline.

As the fog becomes thinner, the temperature rises.

She couldn't help but put her hands on Oreki Gen's shoulders, but the boy reached out and grabbed the girl's soft hands.

It was as if they were trying to support each other, the two sides were so seamless and close.

In her blurry eyes, she could see the boy's smile, and he spoke with a slight breath.