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Silently noting Xiaodong's request, Yujiechun, who was worried about his safety, gave him one more reminder at the end:

"Don't worry, go slowly on the road and be careful."

"Okay! I'll be home soon~"

"Hmm~"

After hanging up the phone, Sasaki straightened his back:

"It's the last round, is that ok?"

"Oh! Going crazy..."

inaccurate words.

Seeing that she was no longer able to communicate, Sasaki shook his head.

Ten minutes later, Sasaki sat cross-legged on the bed. Seeing her hurriedly getting dressed without cleaning herself, he tilted his head and asked:

"So urgent? Is there anyone else at home?"

Pulling down her underwear, Sugizawa Yukari tilted her head to look at her and smiled:

"Yes~"

Looking at the watch on her wrist, Sugizawa Yukari hurried to the door of the room and waved to Sasaki.

"Let's not talk about it for now. We can talk about the plot when we have a chance. I'm leaving now. Bye."

After watching her leave the room, Sasaki turned his head to look at the red dots beside him and scratched his head:

"Strange thing..."

The cold girl wanted to become an adult because of communication problems with her family, but she didn't have a boyfriend, so she gave her first time to him casually. Although this idea was stupid, it made sense.

But Sugisawa is such a mature person, why would he still have red spots?

and……

After touching his neck and rubbing his fingers to make sure there was no bleeding, Sasaki paid no further attention.

And why does she like biting people's necks so much...

……

……

……

There were not many people taking the bus at night, and bus No. 21 quickly took Sugizawa Yukari home.

The apartment where she lived was a bit remote, and apart from some cold and lonely street lamps, there were few other residents with lights on.

Although it was a quiet environment that would make ordinary women fearful, Sugizawa Yukari did not show any panic as she should. Instead, her pretty face, which was still flushed, showed a comfortable expression as if she had eaten and drunk her fill.

As if taking a walk, with the sound of her high heels tapping on the ground that seemed a little creepy to outsiders, Sugisawa Yukari entered the corridor, took out the key from her bag, and opened the door.

Just as she bent down to change her shoes, a slender, white, young hand gently stroked her head.

The cool touch on her head made Sugizawa Yukari raise her head subconsciously:

"Future, are you up?"

"Ah."

Standing in front of her, a little girl wearing knee-length milky white pajamas and with long ice-blue hair squinted her crescent-like eyes, smiled slightly and nodded.

Although she was wearing pajamas, Sugizawa Yukari still asked with some concern.

"Didn't you go out?"

The little girl with a delicate and cute face shook her head in response.

With a sigh of relief, Sugizawa Yukari smiled:

"That's good. There have been a lot of guys coming lately. The police have started to take care of things. It's a bit uneasy. Several guys have been dealt with by the monk. If you have nothing to do, don't go out. Got it?"

"Ah."

I don’t know if she heard it or not, but the little girl still nodded with a smile.

After getting the answer, Sugizawa Yukari changed her shoes, stood up, and walked past the little girl while touching her cool and soft hair:

"I'm going to take a shower first and go to bed early~"

Watching her enter the bathroom, the little girl standing there slightly wrinkled her delicate nose.

Smelling a strange but tempting odor, the little girl walked to the place outside the bathroom where dirty clothes were placed.

Stretching out her crystal white, flawless hand without a single blue vein visible, like a small snowball, the little girl received the crotchless stockings handmade by Sugisawa Yukari and a light purple triangular packaging bag dripping with melted pudding.

After taking a look at the stockings that could no longer be worn, the little girl threw them into the changing basket and opened the packaging bag in her other hand.

There wasn't much melted pure white milk pudding dripping onto the packaging bag, but it gave off a sweet scent that tempted the little girl.

The smell was not much different from the taste of the crystal she ate when she was at home, so the little girl, who treated it as food, opened her mouth slightly.

Neat, white teeth were revealed from the crystal-clear and soft lips. A soft, pink little tongue stretched out and ate the little remaining pudding into her mouth.

I pursed my lips and simply tasted a little bit of the flavor.

The little girl, dissatisfied with this, frowned and carefully looked through the package in her hand.

After making sure it was only a little bit, he reluctantly put it back in the basket.

She did not leave afterwards, but turned her head to look thoughtfully at the blurry figure on the frosted glass.

There was the smell of strangers; there was food.

So the stranger = food.

Plus, she also has a bowl for eating...

So if I find that person and use bowls to serve my rice, I won't have to drink the red, garbage-smelling stuff that Yukari brought back.

Pull up the crotch bar

I’ll take a leave to recuperate, and watch some anime at the same time to see if I can include Ren*’s Original Wish. The girls in it are pretty.

Chapter 186

"Weak~ Sister Otome, you are so weak~"

After returning home and closing the door, Sasaki had just changed his shoes when he heard Rinka's shouting in the living room and the sound of buttons on the handle being pressed frantically.

Following the sound, Sasaki tiptoed to the living room, made a 'hush' gesture to Koharu who was cooking and looking over here, and then said to Rinka who was immersed in the game:

"Rinka, you're playing games again. Why don't you go do your homework?"

"Mom, I just turned on the TV..."

I was halfway through my words when I realized that this was not my home, and that this was not my mother's voice.

Rinka reacted and continued to press the handle, glancing at Sasaki:

"Brother Dong Jian, you are so mean. Why are you scaring me for no reason?"

Sitting on the sofa behind Rinka, Sasaki winked at the girl whose game character was about to run out of blood, and then put his hand on Rinka's small and soft shoulder:

"I'm doing a surprise inspection. Have you finished your homework?"

With her head half-turned and most of her attention focused on the game, Okino Rinka muttered:

"Today is Saturday, so it's not too late to write on Monday morning."

"Ok?"

"Haha~ I have written a little bit, I will definitely finish it tomorrow."

Covering Rinka's eyes from behind, Sasaki rested his chin on top of her head and asked:

"really?"

? !

Everything in front of her was dark, and Okino Rinka, who could no longer see the TV screen, shook her head and shouted:

"Brother Dong Jian, please let me go. I can't see anymore. I'm dying~"

Ignoring her panic and struggle, Sasaki winked at the girl who was watching with a smile on her face, and said to Rinka:

"I'm talking to you, answer my question first~"

"Really, really~"

The warm fingers moved away, and when his vision returned, he saw the character he was controlling, about to be beaten to death by the maiden sister.

After struggling for a while, Okino Rinka stared blankly at the words "Terminated" on TV.

Putting down the controller in anger, Okino Rinka turned around and pounced on Sasaki, rubbing his neck with her little fangs:

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault~"

Feeling the not-so-obvious heartbeat from the other person, Sasaki couldn't tease Rinka about whether her penis was a little too soft in front of the maiden, so he could only stroke her soft hair gently and enjoy it silently.

After comforting her for a while, Sasaki placed his hands naturally on her slender waist and tilted his head to lean on the girl's shoulder.

The slender and soft fingers, white and pink, passed through the gaps between the big hands like a little white snake and clasped them tightly.

Sakuragi Otome, who was enjoying her life now, tilted her head and gently rubbed her lover's soft and itchy hair, and asked softly:

"You've been busy all day, you must be tired, right?"

I am very busy, but not tired...

After going to the hotel several times and taking a shower several times, Sasaki's expression was a little strange:

"It's OK. It's my first time signing a contract, so there are a lot of things I don't understand. But the editor is very good and gave me a lot of guidance."

In fact, he didn't really want Fuyumi to write those things at this stage, but he insisted on doing so. Sakuragi Otome naturally wouldn't say anything to ruin the atmosphere when he shared the results with her.

So she cooperated very well and asked him what happened today.

After chatting briefly, I made up a story about my itinerary to reassure the girl.

Sasaki sniffed the not-so-strong cherry blossom scent and asked:

"Where are Sister Yuuka and Aunt Kyoka?"

Speaking of this, Sakuragi Otome frowned in confusion:

"Auntie Jingxiang has been sleeping all day today. She seems to be sick, but when I took her temperature, it was normal..."

"..."

"She must be too tired. After all, she stays in the company all day long and has no regular schedule. It's normal for her to be sleepy after staying up late for a long time."

"That's it."

Unable to find any other reason, Sakuragi Otome nodded hesitantly.

Having abused Kyoka a bit yesterday, Sasaki patted the little Rinka in his arms who was licking his neck like a puppy drinking water and seducing him, and said to the maiden:

"I'll go over and take a look."

"Ah."

Sister Otome is still not aware of Dongjian's evil ambitions, but she has some understanding of them.

Although it is not entirely certain that Aunt Kyoka's current depression is caused by Brother Fuyumi.

But Okino Rinka was 80% sure that it must be Brother Fuyumi who did something... otherwise why would Aunt Kyoka sleep for so long.

Surprised at his audacity, Okino Rinka covered for him and pulled the maiden sister to play the game again.

……

He pressed the door handle gently without making any sound.

Sasaki squeezed into the room as best as he could without disturbing the sleep of the people inside.

It was exactly the same as when I left in the morning.

The not-very-light curtains were drawn tightly, and the bedside lamp still emitted a soft, dim light.