Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

"Hmm~~"

Hot and wet lips pressed against mine.

It was like a whirlpool that could not be stopped, and suddenly all the feelings began to sweep wildly...

Chapter 7: Dancing on a Winter Night

First of all, Oreki Gen felt that these two people probably had not received special training for such things.

Such conditions do not exist at all, so why did this situation arise?

This may be talent.

This may be the legendary book world.

Often only at times like this could Oreki Gen clearly feel what kind of world he was living in and what kind of vortex he had found himself in.

Qingye's cool and sweet lips and teeth are entangled with mine.

And the feeling coming from below was from another woman, a beautiful young female teacher.

She passed over her legs and then seemed to wrap around her waist.

Then, Oreki Gen let out an uncontrollable groan, not because his lips and tongue were injured, but because Amamiya Koha, who was a little below him, flipped over and rode on his waist.

The weight is not very heavy, but the feeling it gives you is completely different.

In his mouth was the taste of Kiyono Ryo's alcohol and fragrance, and leaning over him was the hot and graceful figure of Amamiya Momiji.

It's not covered like a quilt.

But it gives people an urge to hug her tightly and melt in their arms.

Everything seemed to be getting better, or even crazier.

When his mouth finally got fresh air, he still couldn't see what was in front of him. Without using perspective, Oreki Xian could only judge who was who based on his familiarity with the body structures of the two women.

Amamiya Momiji lay on top of him, her hot breath blowing on his cheeks.

It seemed as if it could penetrate into my heart through the black silk covering my eyes.

The moist and hot feeling is like being in a tropical rain forest.

Sweaty.

without any exaggeration.

The corners of Oreki's eyes narrowed slightly. Perhaps they couldn't see it, but Oreki's obviously rapid breathing was enough to make Amamiya Koha laugh charmingly.

"What's wrong? You can't stand it anymore?"

Her fingers slid vaguely across the boy's chest.

But at the same time, Oreki Xian felt two hands coming from different directions.

They leaned on his chest from both sides. Although he couldn't see it, this feeling made his senses seem more sensitive.

It's simply a magnifying effect.

"I don't know what Mr. Amamiya is talking about..."

The boy's words seemed to be just an attempt to show off, and the fact was that he was indeed showing off.

My desires are like flowing boiling water, already rolling and boiling, to the point where they can no longer be concealed.

Amamiya Koha chuckled.

"What do you think, Kiyono?"

On the other side, Qingye Liang's tone sounded a little strange.

"Hehe...He's always been like this, isn't he?"

"You kissed him very skillfully just now. Wasn't this your first time kissing him?"

During this process, Amamiya Hongye still seemed a little jealous.

Qingye Ryo couldn't help but laugh.

"Is kissing something complicated and difficult? It doesn't require rehearsal, right?"

"But some things require practice and experience."

"what?"

"Such as this."

"call!"

Oreki Gen took a deep breath.

Amamiya Koha's actions came too sudden.

Oreki Gen had almost no room to resist. Of course, he could react, but it had come to this point, so what could he do?

It's like that classic saying.

If life fucks you and you can't resist, just enjoy it.

It was a familiar touch, but a completely different atmosphere. Oreki's strings suddenly tightened, and his body honestly tensed up a little.

Then I heard the woman's charming laughter.

"Look...I can't help it."

Qingye Liang seemed to be breathing deeply.

"This... looks simple."

"What about this?"

Her long hair swept across her thighs.

Oreki felt the hot breath, and then the warm and moist touch.

Some find it hard to control themselves.

This action seemed so arrogant and bold that any man would be unable to resist reacting. Of course, if he wasn't careful, he might end up raising the white flag in surrender.

But fortunately, I am Oreki Xian.

He is the only male protagonist in this book world.

After a brief stimulation, Oreki Gen quickly calmed down.

Then Amamiya Hongye raised her head with dissatisfaction and looked at Qingye Ryo who was standing next to her with his eyes slightly wide open.

"Are you stupid?"

"What, what's wrong?"

"I'm already like this, you still have to put pressure on him. He was doomed just now!"

Qingye Liang blushed a little and looked down at the blindfolded boy.

"So...what should I do then?"

Amamiya Momiji looked at her with a smile.

"Wash his face."

"what?"

After hearing this, Oreki Ken and the others stopped talking. He made this judgment based on his intuition and Amamiya Koha's subtle movements.

Amemiya Momiji should be hinting at Kiyono Ryo through her actions.

Then Oreki Xian heard a rustling sound, as if something was being peeled off.

Then he felt a fragrant scent, along with a familiar temperature, pouring over his face.

What this is... is already obvious.

Before Oreki Gen could sigh at the fact that in such an atmosphere, Kiyono Ryo had become such a woman, the feeling coming from below made the boy fall into it again.

It was as if I had fallen into a huge whirlpool.

An exaggerated, unprecedented feeling appeared on his body, and Oreki Xian felt the pressure suddenly increase.

It seems like I am now against the whole world, and it is not just a simple matter of resisting pressure.

What kind of atmosphere and what kind of story would lead to such a situation?

Oreki Gen didn't know, but what he knew was that from today onwards, no one in this room would have a chance to turn back.

When people enter a huge maze, why don't they leave from the entrance and turn the entrance into an exit?

It seems the answer has been found.

Outside the entrance, there was nothing but silent and empty desolation.

And at the exit, there seems to be a glowing treasure box and the longed-for spring flowers.

People spend their entire lives searching for love and being searched for by love.

The boy finally couldn't keep calm anymore. He instinctively stretched out his hands and instantly covered Qingye Liang's iconic waist.

Not like others.

Qingye Liang's waist is delicate and has clear lines, full of the beauty of health and strength.

The feel is also quite charming, less soft but more delicate and elastic.

When she let out a light cry and fell on Oreki Gen, the whole scene began to become chaotic.

It was as if the young man, no longer under control, was breathing rapidly, fitting the graceful curves of the young woman.

Qingye Liang's eyes became confused.

Amemiya Hongye, who was busy below, couldn't help but look up and saw the blood-pumping scene.

She took a deep breath.

She stood up and lifted her skirt.

"Don't be so proud, you bastard..."

Chapter 8: Unwanted Promises

Perhaps no one had thought that things would turn out like this.

You know the destination of a car, but you can't anticipate the scenery along the way, nor can you predict the passengers around you.

This may be the charm of traveling.

However, the situation is just the opposite when it comes to relationships between men and women. Everyone fantasizes about the beauty of love, but few can see the result at a glance.

And be able to work towards this result unswervingly.

The most common thing in life is that things don’t go as planned.

But if we don’t see the results, should we terminate it early when we can still be happy?

Oreki Genji is not such a person, so when someone is dancing in this room.

He would not miss such beauty.

When the obstruction in front of him was easily removed, Oreki Gen saw the madness of Amamiya Koha.

The woman with a flushed face was swaying her body.

This reminded Oreki Gen of the ancient emperors. How many people could really not be addicted in such a situation?

Fortunately, he doesn't need to consider so much, nor does he have so many "political affairs" to deal with.

What he needed was to immerse himself in it at this moment and integrate into it perfectly.

There was a light in the dim room.

But it seemed that even the air had turned pink.

He put his arm around Amamiya Momiji's waist, as if he was giving the only support to this woman who was experiencing ups and downs at this moment.

But he turned his head and couldn't help but let his hot breath fall on Qingye Liang's sexy collarbone and neck.

The hot and humid atmosphere continued to spread.

It seemed as if nothing else existed in the whole world.