Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

After the delicate and white neck curve, the curvy collarbone was not spared.

How many people would fantasize about this girl's crazy state.

But I will never see him in my whole life.

Only Oreki Genji can taste it.

About the flavor of this girl, her unique charm.

When his kiss became hopelessly addictive and trapped in the whirlpool, he was like Prometheus who had obtained the sacred fire.

She couldn't help but run her hands through Oreki's hair.

Her mind was empty at this moment, and she seemed unable to think of anything.

All the jealousy, envy and suspicion seemed to be forgotten.

At this moment, it seems that she can only immerse herself in the gentleness of this young man that makes her infatuated.

To be honest, Oreki Gen has never firmly believed that his future is full of light and hope.

The so-called goal can really be achieved smoothly.

But the instinct to survive, to retain these beautiful desires and selfishness, made him willing to believe in such a possibility.

This is not something that can be accomplished by just great strength or clever wisdom.

So what should we rely on?

How can we make everyone happy and ensure our survival?

There was no answer before.

Maybe you understand a little bit now.

With sincerity, with determination to stick to it no matter what.

It sounds unreal and old-fashioned.

But it seems to be the only way, there is no other chance to win.

So when the boy's strong body pressed against the girl's soft curves, he would reach out and hold her cheek.

As if feeling something different, Sakuraba Mitsuki raised his eyes and looked at the boy's deep eyes in the darkness.

"See the moon..."

"Ok?"

His voice was like a distant call.

It's like meeting again after a long separation.

"Do you love me now?"

he asked softly.

These words made Sakuraba Mitsuki couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

"What is love?"

The man and woman who were intimately entangled with each other seemed to ask questions that seemed inappropriate at this moment.

Oreki Gen said.

“Some say love is a hand that wants to touch but pulls back.”

But his fingers stubbornly roamed lightly on the girl's face, touching her deeply.

The girl, on the other hand, went against her usual practice and gently touched his palm with her cheek.

Like dependence, like attachment.

"If it's love, why take your hand back?"

Oreki Gen said with a smile.

"Maybe they feel they can't bring happiness to the other person, so they choose to avoid and give in."

"Then this is not love."

She paused, then wrapped her long legs around the boy's waist.

Very tight and hard.

she says.

“This is what love should be like. It’s a hand that is always extended and never retracted.”

She exerted force, her eyes flickering.

"Self-righteous concessions that are not matched by happiness are not strong relationships. Doing your best to resolve obstacles and never backing down is the love I want."

what is love?

Love is me hugging you.

Talking about the past, talking about the present, talking about the future.

But never say separation.

Chapter 33: A cross-dressing man?

The room was filled with mixed smells that lingered for a long time.

It seemed as if the battlefield had not yet completely calmed down, and the dull and suppressed sounds could still be clearly heard.

But the sweat was already flying all over, and the girl's long hair on her perfectly white back was like a flowing black waterfall, or more like a forest with branches growing wildly.

Black and white are intertwined on her body, creating such a perfect and exciting picture.

In fact, Oreki Gen didn't expect to be able to show this posture today, after all, in the past.

Sakuraba Mizuki hated this method. Although she liked to be obsessed with herself, she was always a girl who needed to take the initiative.

Even for the sake of initiative and her status, she can give up the possibility of enjoying more pleasure.

But this time, she seemed extremely submissive, to the point where she seemed to be able to satisfy the young man with anything.

Until Oreki Xian could no longer bear it, he pressed tightly against that elastic piece of whiteness, leaning tightly.

It seems like he wants to give everything he has to the other person.

Whether it is life or life.

Give your full attention.

There was no room at all, as if not even a trace of air could get in.

"boom."

The two fell together.

The boy's body was pressing against the extremely soft body of this noble girl.

The touch is very delicate, so beautiful that it makes people ignore the existence of sweat. It's sticky everywhere anyway, so a little more doesn't matter.

The most important thing is the afterglow at this moment, the rapid breathing of the two people and the somewhat cold air mixed together.

Oreki Xian did not forget to turn on the air conditioner at this time. After all, it seemed that he was sweating a lot and it seemed quite hot, but it is often the time when people are most likely to get sick and catch a cold.

Just like when you see athletes putting on their coats the first thing they do after playing football.

However, their bodies could not be separated. It was not that they were inseparable, but they were not so seamless as to form a Falcon structure.

Just because I don't want to be separated.

Oreki Gen did not leave on his own initiative, and Sakuraba Mitsuki did not make any request.

So they maintained this ambiguous, frozen posture.

He still used a little strength and did not use his entire body weight to press down the other person, otherwise Sakuraba Mitsuki would definitely not be able to bear it. After all, she did not have the same physique as him.

Sakuraba Mitsuki felt the warmth in the young man's embrace and felt very comfortable.

His smell made me even more addicted.

So there is no reason to separate. Since it is so comfortable, why should we get rid of this situation? A key point for people to make choices is the ratio of benefits to risks.

That is the ratio of likes to dislikes.

When the proportion of likes overwhelms dislikes, you will find a reason to bear it anyway.

"What are you thinking about?"

Sakuraba Mitsuki, who was lying under the young man, narrowed his eyes slightly, tilted his cheek, and his breathing gradually became even.

The young man smiled as he held the girl under him without using too much strength.

"Nothing, I was just wondering why you were so cooperative today. Is it your ovulation period?"

Well, it’s common knowledge that women’s sexual desire is particularly strong during their ovulation period.

Of course, the reward was that Sakuraba Jianyue opened his mouth and bit the arm near his mouth hard.

A clear tooth mark appeared.

Ever since she knew that the boy's healing ability was at a superhuman level, she had no room to hold back on him.

There is no need for that. How can it feel good to vent your anger?

Anyway, he is like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water.

"Relax, loosen, loosen! It hurts!"

Oreki Gen had a grin on his face, and it didn't look like he was pretending.

His healing ability is indeed outstanding but that doesn't mean he can't feel pain.

The girl quickly let go and snorted.

"I realized that I can't be too nice to you. You always remember to eat but not to be beaten. If I treat you a little nicely, you will become more demanding."

Oreki Gen rubbed his arms and then rested his chin on the girl's delicate shoulders.

He said with a chuckle.

"Of course, I've already said that I am this kind of person. Being spoiled and arrogant is my specialty."

The girl felt his cheek against her shoulder, it was very delicate and comfortable.

There seems to be a slight touch of stubble, but it is not that rough yet.

She turned her head slightly and pressed her cheek against his.

"What if one day I don't love you anymore?"

"Then wait until the day I die. I will try my best to ensure that you will cry for me when I die in front of you."

Sakuraba Mizuki couldn't help but smile.

"It seems that we just like to talk about vague topics like life and death."

Oreki Gen nodded.

"If anyone else heard this, they would definitely say we were immature, thinking about such ridiculous things at such a young age."

"You think so too?"

“No.” Oreki shook his head. He sighed softly in his heart, not letting the other party notice the dimness in his eyes at this moment. “I know clearly that life and death are not far away from everyone. Whether it is witnessing an accident in others or a disaster that may happen to oneself. It may come in an instant, catching people off guard.”

Sakuraba Mizuki's eyes blinked and she chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?"

Oreki Gen asked curiously as he looked at her flawless profile.

Sakuraba Mitsuki shook his head.

"I was just wondering, do you shave every day?"

"It's okay, I shave it once in a while. Does it bother you?"

"No, I just think...is this what it means to be manly?"

She asked suddenly.

Oreki Gen said unhappily, "When did I become unmanly? You can't say I'm not manly just because I'm good-looking."