Anime chat group: Second dimension heroines fight for me

The person in front of him stood frozen in place, looking extremely bewildered.

Mrs. Sakurajima, holding a towel, looked at Ling Qing, who had suddenly appeared in front of her.

Her mind went blank.

Especially the real man she had never met before, and the Son of the Sun who left her bewildered.

Ling Qing withdrew his gaze from Mrs. Sakurajima.

She said seriously, "I think this might be a misunderstanding, Mrs. Sakurajima."

At this point, I feel it's more appropriate to use direct address, as it helps to ease the awkwardness.

"Or you could listen to my explanation."

He felt that this matter did indeed need to be explained, after all, her identity was special.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Sakurajima regained her ability to think from her buzzing, blank mind.

She tried to calm herself down.

Ling Qing possesses the power to appear and disappear without a trace; this is the information she knows.

It was probably the same as the last time he appeared in his bedroom.

and so.

Mrs. Sakurajima understood that this was most likely an accidental misunderstanding.

……

PS: The picture shows Stella!

Chapter 177 Mrs. Sakurajima Needs to Take Responsibility! Heading Towards Taboo! The Dragon Knight is Fearless! (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Reviews)

Turn off the shower.

He used his arms to cover up the differences, feigning composure.

She tried her best to look him straight in the eye and said softly, "Ling Qingjun, I'm willing to believe you."

"But could you leave the space to me for now?"

The same space felt exceptionally crowded.

Mrs. Sakurajima even felt as if she had been touched by the rising sun, and her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of her chest.

"no problem."

Ling Qing prepared to leave.

"ah!"

It was only then that Mrs. Sakurajima, who had moved slightly, realized that her legs had gone weak without her noticing.

I almost collapsed from exhaustion.

Falling in the bathroom can be quite serious.

A strong hand-arm caught her.

It was Ling Qing who returned—preventing her from falling.

"Are you alright?" Ling Qing asked softly.

It was just that one word of concern, along with the man's presence, that turned on a certain switch in Mrs. Sakurajima's heart, which was burning with desire.

As if possessed, he kissed Ling Qing.

"..."

Ling Qing herself was stunned for a moment.

But given the precedent set by Yuriko Takagi, he responded decisively.

Mrs. Sakurajima's mind was no longer capable of thinking about anything else.

until.

"We're back."

The sound of the door opening, and Mai's voice came from behind.

"!!!"

Mrs. Sakurajima instantly regained her senses.

He took a big step back in alarm.

"Hurry up! Mai's back!"

Ling Qing rubbed her hair and said helplessly, "Although I can indeed use spatial magic to teleport back to my room, Mrs. Sakurajima, don't you think that's very unfair to me?"

"..."

Mrs. Sakurajima's face turned as red as an apple.

His lowered brows were filled with horror.

She didn't understand what kind of powerful force that was!

How exactly did Mai manage to maintain control?

Ling Qing stroked her hair and said with a faint smile, "I can leave at any time, but before I leave, you should take full responsibility. We can always find another way."

"???"

Mai Sakurajima and Tohru returned home with a large bag of groceries.

"Huh? Where's Mom?"

Mai Sakurajima did not find her mother.

However, I could hear the sound of a shower in the bathroom.

Thor stared at the bathroom door, blinked his watery eyes, and said meaningfully, "Your mother is taking a shower."

"Oh, then let's cook first."

Mai didn't think much of it.

Start getting busy.

Thor only glanced at the bathroom door a couple more times before looking away.

A few moments.

Wow!

Mai, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the bathroom door open.

When I came out, I saw Mrs. Sakurajima, whose complexion was rosy after taking a hot bath.

So she said, "Mom, why don't you rest on the sofa first? The food will be ready in a while, and Ling Qingjun should be back soon too."

Just as she was about to ask Ling Qing when he would return via the chat group.

Ling Qing, dressed neatly, walked out of the bedroom.

"Mai, I'm back."

"Ok?"

Mai blinked her beautiful eyes and said reproachfully, "Why didn't you say you were coming back?"

"Then why don't you chat with my mom?"

After saying that, she turned around and continued working with Thor.

"..."

Mrs. Sakurajima's heart was pounding so hard when Mai was looking at her.

Now he dared not look at Ling Qing, and sat on the sofa feeling extremely uneasy.

Ling Qing then placed a glass of water in front of her.

With a meaningful look, he said, "Mrs. Sakurajima, please moisten your throat."

"..."

That look made Mrs. Sakurajima feel weak all over.

Without saying a word, he picked up the water glass and took small sips of the sour water.

It was clearly clear water, yet it always gave her an unusually intense hallucination.

I forced myself to drink it, suppressing my shame.

Then he lowered his head.

The two remained silent.

No one mentioned anything that shouldn't be mentioned, which can be considered a tacit understanding.

After that, Mrs. Sakurajima became unusually reserved.

The same applies at the dining table.

Mai, who had been preparing to deal with her mother, suddenly felt very relaxed.

She even took the initiative to ask, "Mom, is this the first time you've tried my cooking? What do you think?"

Last time, Mrs. Sakurajima only touched her chopsticks once, and that was when she ate... Tohru's tail meat.

Mai felt a little embarrassed thinking about how disheveled her mother looked back then.

She did not make the connection intentionally.

Those images are simply impossible to erase from my memory.

In particular, Ling Qing described her mother as having a fair complexion.

She'll remember this for the rest of her life.

Because the assessment was too accurate.

Even she felt that her mother was too young, comparable to Ling Qing's fondness for tasting her own.

Although it differs from itself in attributes.

Ling Qing often praised Mai as being like a white tiger guarding a region among mythical beasts.

The mother's hair had fine, loose threads, but this did not detract from her beauty.

What am I thinking!

Mai realized she was thinking too much and quickly shook her head.

Mrs. Sakurajima also came to her senses from the chaos.

Having just experienced what happened, she had no interest in tasting any dishes.

No matter what she ate, she would hallucinate the strange taste she had just experienced.

Could that be described as delicious?

This question came to mind.

"Mom? Is it delicious?"

Just then, Mai spoke up again and asked a question.

Mrs. Sakurajima instinctively replied, "Yes, it's very delicious. I'd like to come again."

"Great!"

Mai was very happy to hear that her mother had recognized her skills.

However, Mrs. Sakurajima herself was stunned on the spot.

She knew very well that she and Mai were talking about completely different things.