tokyo soulful legend

Chapter 143 I’m greedy for his body, I’m honest

It's still raining in Tokyo after dark.

This sudden heavy rain that started at noon has no intention of stopping. According to the weather forecast temporarily inserted at noon, this thunderstorm seems to continue until noon the next day. Of course, whether it can stop depends on the specific situation. The situation, after all, is determined by the weather, and no one dares to pat their chests and say what will happen.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Beichuan Che's bedroom.

After taking a bath, Bei Chuan Che put on his pajamas, casually put the towel on his shoulders, pushed open the door of his room, and walked in.

At this point in time, both Beiyuan Rinne and Eshima Myo had already gone back to their rooms to rest. Although his appearance was a bit 'raunchy', overall there wouldn't be much of a problem.

Click.

After closing the door, Beichuan Che raised his head and picked up a towel. He was about to wipe his short, still wet hair, but his movement stopped abruptly in mid-air.

He stared blankly at the beautiful figure in the room, feeling a little dazed for a while.

Life does like to joke with people.

Beiyuan Linyin, who was wearing light brown pajamas, sat on the leather boss chair he used to sit on, but compared to the chair he just sat on, it was obviously too big for this girl, but she He didn't sit down forcefully. He cleverly took off his slippers, hugged his knees, and curled up into the chair.

Looking from his perspective, he could clearly see her delicate little feet with clear blood vessels and rosy white.

Beiyuan Linyin has the habit of scalding her feet every night before going to bed. Obviously, she just finished scalding her feet and is getting ready to rest.

"I……"

Beiyuan Linyin's face turned red in an instant. One was that her fiancé's clothes were 'disheveled', and the other was that she felt Beichuan Che's gaze resting on her feet. Embarrassed, she subconsciously wanted to hide her Little feet, but after her eyes wandered to a certain place, she became inexplicably confused.

Under the warm light of the bedroom, Kitagawa Che's angular abdominal muscles and strong chest muscles firmly caught her sight.

Kitagawa Che's figure is a fairly standard type that looks thin when dressed, and fleshy when undressed.

Beiyuan Rinyin has actually seen this once or twice.Living under the same roof, it would be a lie to say that I have never seen it at all, but this is the first time I have looked directly at it like this.

At this distance, she didn't need to concentrate too much to see the broad shoulders and back under the pajamas, as well as the beautiful contours of the sculpture-like abdominal muscles.

Beiyuan Linyin pursed her red lips lightly, her fair face was hot, but that fiery gaze showed no intention of moving away.

Anyway, it's already come to this point, it's not a big deal to be treated as a little pervert by someone, not to mention, as a fiancée, coveting her fiancé is not something difficult to say!

I'm just greedy for his body, I'm honest!
Thinking of this, Beiyuan Linyin's eyes became more and more determined.

Bei Chuan Che didn't pay much attention to her burning fiery gaze, a big man won't lose a piece of meat after being stared at a few times, not to mention that the other party is his fiancée.

It's just that it's not a problem to be looked at like this all the time.

cough cough.

After coughing slightly to remind someone, Kitagawa Che picked up a towel and wiped his hair, buttoned up his clothes calmly, walked to the bed and sat down, and then started talking naturally, "Rinyin, it's so late. Do you have a problem with me?"

"...Well." Beiyuan Linyin looked away reluctantly, leaned on the armrest of the chair, turned the chair around, and faced Beichuan Che, "I have something to ask you."

"what's up?"

Beichuan Che met Beiyuan Linyin's blue eyes that were as calm as the sea.

"I remember when Che went out, he had two umbrellas, right?"

Beiyuan Linyin blinked her eyes and reminded him softly.

"Oh, this is about it." Beichuan Che nodded as if he suddenly understood. He thought what the girl was going to ask, "The other umbrella was given to the two little girls."

"Two little girls?"

Beiyuan Linyin repeated the story and looked at Beichuan Che with some curiosity.

After he came back, he didn't mention this matter at all, and the most he talked about was probably the big bookstore they went to this time, and Bai Yuan Shizhi's new book was selling well.

Kitagawa Che thought about his words and said, "Didn't it start to rain when we came back?"

"Hmm." Beiyuan Linyin nodded.

"On the way back, senior sister Baiyuan and I passed a small park." Beichuan Che paused, and gave Beiyuan Linyin a questioning look, "You should have an impression, right? That's where we were just now The intersection that I pass through the shopping street I visit most often."

"I have an impression." Beiyuan Linyin thought about it for a while, and said following the memory, "That small park is usually very lively."

When she and Miao came back from shopping, she could often see children with sweat on their foreheads playing happily inside.

"Just under that slide, there are two little girls who were trapped there by the rain. They may only be in the first or second grade of elementary school?" Beichuan Che shrugged helplessly, "It's fine if you don't see it, look at it." When it comes, you can’t stand by and watch.”

"That's for sure."

Beiyuan Linyin nodded in understanding.

Although she was still a little bit jealous of the two of them coming back with an umbrella, after hearing Bei Chuan Che's explanation, she was able to understand it.

"But." Beiyuan Linyin changed the subject, holding the armrests of the chair with both hands, leaning forward slightly, and her beautiful face instantly brought her closer to Beichuan Che, "I also want to hold an umbrella with you and go back home with Che. Home."

There was actually a little grievance in her voice.

"..."

Beichuan Che was dumbfounded, for a moment, he didn't know how to answer the conversation.

Under the soft light, Beiyuan Linyin glared at someone with a coquettish look, and muttered in a low voice, "Stupid wood!"

After saying that, she closed her eyes, let go of her hands on the armrest, and stretched out towards Beichuan Che.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Although being scolded every day, Bei Chuan Che still knew what he should do at this time.

Little vinegar jar.

He took her outstretched hand.

next moment.

The body as warm as nephrite flung itself into his arms.

After a few restless hugs in Beichuan Che's arms, Beiyuan Linyin raised her fist and lightly hit the guy twice.

"Your fiancée is jealous."

Beiyuan Linyin said so, but the whole person hugged his tree tightly like a koala, and even hugged him even tighter after saying this sentence.

"Okay, okay, my fiancée is jealous." Kitagawa Che smiled helplessly, patted her back as if coaxing a child, and replied cooperatively, "The kind Miss Rinyin can teach me how to coax her. ?"

This is a trick that Eshima Myo taught him.

According to Miao, this trick is quite effective for Miss Linyin.

Sure enough, after the words fell, he immediately felt the body of the 'koala' in his arms relax a little.

"Of course, my fiancée is not such a vengeful person." Beichuan Che's neck was itchy with the hot breath of Beiyuan Linyin, she raised a hand rather childishly, and poked his face, "Rin Miss Yin will tell you a simple and effective way to apologize..."

She bit her lip lightly, and leaned closer to his ear, her fair and delicate face became hot all of a sudden.

Warm breath hit his earrings.

"Give her a touch of you."

Subconsciously, Kitagawa Che looked into her eyes.

Those sea-like blue eyes are so gentle that they can almost drip water.

Kitagawa Che's Adam's apple swallowed subconsciously.

Master driver, stop quickly, this is not the way to kindergarten, it is already on the highway! !
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　　Thanks to Teacher Time Lapse 299 for the monthly ticket and reward, and teacher Dan Xueyinghan for the monthly ticket. Your support is the driving force for my writing.

　　
　
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