Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

"Go to sleep. Good friends shouldn't ask too many questions. All you have to ask is support first, support later, and support again in the end!" An Zeliang closed his eyes.

"Oh." Tamamo Yuki closed her mouth, looked at the ceiling with her round eyes, and the corners of her lips couldn't stop rising.

The house was very lively today. She even hugged her good friend An Zeliang for dozens of seconds. She was really happy.

After trying to endure for a while, Tamamo Yuki couldn't help it and asked quietly again.

"Anze-kun, are you asleep?"

"Already asleep."

"I won't talk when I fall asleep, but I'm not stupid." Tamamo Yuki shrugged her nose and continued.

"Anze-kun, did you often hug the bear and practice your hugging skills?"

"I'm a straight man, how could I do something like that? Even if I want to hug someone, I won't hug a bear. A real man should hug his girlfriend... ahem, sleeping with a mecha, don't talk nonsense."

An Zeliang was very curious about where Tamamo Yuki got this strange idea from.

"Don't look at anything on the Internet, go to sleep."

"Oh, okay, okay."

Tamamo Yuki was too embarrassed to say anything more because her mobile phone's internet access was too slow. She had practiced this herself before asking An Zeliang.

Tamamo Yuki closed her eyes obediently and fell asleep quickly.

Time passes slowly.

late at night.

An Zeliang felt too hot all over, so he woke up. He was about to go to the bathroom when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Touch it carefully...

I grass!

Why does it seem like there is something soft and big on his body!

Who is launching a night attack?

The most outrageous thing was that they launched a night attack, but they didn’t even wake him up!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 241 238: What Happened in the Evening

If An Zeliang was living in the United States now, and he woke up in the middle of the night and suddenly found another person in his bed, he felt that he would definitely pick up the pistol under his pillow and shoot two shots into the quilt.

No matter what the dead thing is, it's pitch black anyway. As long as you bite it to death in self-defense, there won't be any problem.

Fortunately, An Zeliang is now in Japan, a magical country where Sadako can go on maternity leave as long as she is brave enough.

This seemed to be not the first time that An Zeliang found someone else in the bed. He immediately calmed down and reached out to touch down.

Well…the underwear is still there.

Touched it again.

This familiar yet strange feeling, a different size and shape from the hug tonight...

At this time, An Zeliang's eyes had also adapted to the darkness. He could vaguely see outside the quilt that a figure had half of its body slipped out and was breathing steadily.

She seemed a little cold, and curled up pitifully, but she refused to grab the quilt. She was so well-behaved and adorable.

Hey!

An Zeliang sighed silently.

Tamamo-san, you clearly said you would protect me, your good friend, but look, what have you protected?

Although the person in the quilt probably accidentally mixed up the beds and felt a little cold, he struggled on the tatami and finally found a warm place, and then the teacher came down.

From an objective point of view, all actions are not intentional.

But An Zeliang still wanted to express his feelings.

It is too dangerous for boys to go out. If they are not careful, they may be taken advantage of just by sleeping.

I really can’t tell you about my pain.

As he was thinking, An Zeliang suddenly realized that his hand was still stretched out in the quilt and he had forgotten to take it back.

"I always think of giving back an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. If I'm taken advantage of, I'll give it back. It's too righteous."

An Zeliang originally wanted to have a good talk with this hand about the principles of life, but he didn't expect that when he asked it to come back, it just wouldn't come back, becoming rebellious and lawless.

If this was his own son, An Zeliang would have slapped him twice.

But when he thought that this was his own hand and that he was doing this impulsively to seek justice for himself, An Zeliang decided to give him ten minutes to let him reflect on it.

"Ah!"

At this time, Tamamo Yuki, with half of her body exposed outside the quilt, suddenly lowered her head and sneezed, moving while mumbling.

"Well……"

The person in the quilt was also startled, and arched his body, as if he was about to wake up, and was about to stick his head out of the quilt in a daze.

At the same time, the quilt at the other end moved.

Wow!

The other person in the bed lifted the quilt and slowly climbed up. She seemed to realize something and muttered something.

"Hmm? Where's Ibuki-senpai?"

The next second, she naturally turned her gaze to the bedding next to her.

In a flash, An Zeliang reached out his hand with great calmness, quickly pulled Tamamo Yuki back into the quilt, pressed her head next to him, closed her eyes, and her breathing became even and smooth, as if she was sleeping very soundly.

However, Anze Liang's hand was still on Tamamo Yuki's waist, and his fingertips gently twisted a piece of soft flesh on her waist.

"Well!"

Tamamo Yuki opened her eyes dazedly, her eyes were misty and she looked very aggrieved.

In her dream just now, she was playing house with her good friends, playing all kinds of games that she never had the chance to play when she was a child, but... suddenly a little mouse bit her and she woke up in pain.

……Um?

It seems like I was really bitten by a rat?

Tamamo Yuki felt a little pain in her waist. As she was thinking about it, she found herself still lying next to An Zeliang, leaning on his shoulder.

"Xiao Xing?"

Kei Fukada's voice came from the other end of the room, lowered.

"Ms. Fukada, were you bitten by something too?" Tamamo Yuki asked worriedly.

"Ah?" Fukada Kei was stunned. "No."

Tamamo Yuki was even more puzzled. The house was obviously very clean, with no rats or cockroaches, so why was she the only one bitten?

"Xiao Xing, have you seen Ibuki-senpai?" Fukada Kei asked softly.

"I just woke up too, so I didn't see it." Yuki Tamamo shook her head. She saw that Kei Fukada seemed a little worried, so she continued to comfort him, "The room is a little stuffy, Miss Ibuki might have gone out for a walk."

"That's possible." Kei Fukada's eyes gradually adapted to the darkness.

Blurred, she saw a small bulge next to the sleeping An Zeliang, which looked a bit strange.

However, Kei Fukada did not think much about it. After all, Tamamo Yuki and Anzawa Ryo were sleeping together, and their hands and legs would probably be crossed together and mixed into a ball.

"I'm going to the bathroom." There were light footsteps coming from Kei Fukada's direction.

"Can you please not turn on the lights?" Yuki Tamamo asked in a low voice, "Anze-kun has been very busy lately, I don't want to disturb him..."

"Of course you can." Fukada Kei couldn't help but sigh, "You two have such a good relationship. It's hard to have such a sincere and passionate relationship in society. You must continue to maintain it."

"Yeah." Tamamo Yuki nodded and said softly, "I will try my best."

Click...

Kei Fukada opened the wooden door and walked into the bathroom.

Tamamo Yuki stopped talking and slowly lay back down in the bed. In the darkness, she looked at the ceiling for a while, and suddenly her body turned over.

An Zeliang's breathing was still even and long, and he looked like he was sleeping soundly.

rustling...

Her hair slid across the soft pillow, and Tamamo Yuki quietly moved closer to him, resting her forehead on his shoulder. After hesitating for a moment, she reached out and hugged An Zeliang.

Ok?

Tamamo Yuki suddenly felt a little strange. Why did she feel that there seemed to be something silky and smooth next to Anze Liang, like a girl's loose hair?

Just when Tamamo Yuki wanted to reach out and touch it again, An Zeliang suddenly frowned, as if he was woken up.

Then, An Zeliang turned over and hugged Tamamo Yuki in his arms, burying her little face in his chest, and scolded her in a half-asleep voice.

"Don't make trouble and sleep well."

“…Oh, oh, okay.” Tamamo Yuki obediently stopped moving.

She was buried in An Zeliang's arms and didn't notice that An Zeliang's frown was still there, and even got tighter.

After more than ten seconds, An Zeliang couldn't bear it anymore, and while pretending to change his sleeping position, he kicked backwards!

His force was not too strong, and he conveyed the reminder to the other person in the bed just right.

"... "

The little hand that had been holding on to his clothes tightly and even twisted his muscles since Fukada Kei woke up finally opened its five fingers and let go of his clothes.

It has to be said that first-line artists have been in the entertainment industry for so long and their psychological qualities are still very strong. After experiencing this series of twists and turns, Ibuki Yuki remained very calm and did not make any sound.

However, she still couldn't control her physiological reactions. Her palms kept sweating, and the warm touch penetrated her clothes and kept sticking to An Zeliang's skin, which was very uncomfortable.

As if realizing this, An Zeliang felt his clothes being pinched again. He wiped the places that were wet with sweat, and then put them back.

Afterwards, Anzeliang felt the quilt on his body move very slowly a few times, and Ibuki Yuki seemed to be going out.

But the next second, she stopped moving again and curled up tightly behind An Zeliang.

Because at this time, Kei Fukada had just finished using the toilet and walked out of the bathroom.

"Xiao Xing, are you sure Ibuki-senpai is out?"

"I...I don't know." Tamamo Yuki struggled to push her little head out of Anzeliang's arms, her little face flushed.

"How strange..." Kei Fukada lay back in bed, but did not sleep. Instead, he turned his back to An Zeliang and others and played with his mobile phone.

An Zeliang felt a little speechless.

Kei Fukada isn't sleeping, Tamamo Yuki isn't sleeping either, so how can Ibuki Yuki return to the bed where she's supposed to be?

If the reporter Kei Fukada found out that three people were sleeping together, he would break the news sooner or later. After all, the police in this city are a mess. They have been trying to catch a scumbag killer for three hundred years and now a copycat criminal has appeared.

Not to mention the journalists, they definitely have no bottom line!

Although An Zeliang is not without a way to deal with it, it will definitely be much more troublesome than the current situation.

Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

"Da da da……"

Suddenly, I heard the sound of typing.

An Zeliang had a bad feeling in his heart.

Kei Fukada just asked Ibuki Yuki for her contact information today, but I couldn't see her in the middle of the night. Could she be sending a message to express her concern?

"Ding!"

The next second, a crisp message alert sound rang out in the room.

"Ok?"

Kei Fukada was stunned and looked in the direction of An Zeliang.

The sound seemed to come from over there.

"!"