Tokyo: Starting from staying with my mother’s best friend

Chapter 95 The tough-talking aunt was punished for the second time

The clouds are like dry silk, thin and white.

When Iinuma Isao woke up, Huacheng Kyoko was still sleeping on his chest.

The sunset shined into the house through the thin window screen, and slanted on her naked body, as if covered with a layer of golden gauze.

The graceful spring scenery fills the young man's eyes.

The mistress of the Huacheng family, who was usually as cold as ice and graceful and noble, was lying quietly on the young man's chest, her long eyelashes occasionally trembling.

The corners of her cute mouth are slightly raised, depicting a shallow smile, like a lazy kitten that charms all living beings.

The plump body without clothes was like a snow-white lamb, ready to be slaughtered.

His chest was slightly deformed under the pressure, and his two small hands were pressing on the young man's shoulders, in a gesture of refusing to welcome him.

Ionuma Isao pulled the quilt up a little to cover her smooth and white back, then put his hand inside the quilt to touch her flawless body.

This woman, as pure as jade, completely belonged to him.

Huacheng Xingzi clung to him, pressed against his chest, touching and squeezing softly.

The boy's hand touched her waist and slid down.

The mistress in her sleep had her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Sleeping Beauty will wake up at any moment.

Iinuma Isao looked at her quietly with a smile in his eyes.

The mistress's beautiful face was like a nourished flower, her cheeks glowing with a moving luster.

"Aunt Xingzi." The young man called softly.

Huacheng Xingzi still slept quietly.

Her long black hair spread out behind her like seaweed.

"Okay, don't pretend to be asleep." Ionuma Isao smiled and patted her face.

She still didn't wake up.

The corners of her lovely mouth were pursed slightly, as if she was sleeping soundly and sweetly.

Ionuma Isao's eyes sparkled with mischief, and he slowly leaned down and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

Then, his lips moved down and kissed her lips gently.

The aunt in her sleep was undefended and quickly fell behind.

"Hmm~"

Huacheng Xingzi's eyes suddenly opened.

Seems alert.

However, after seeing Axun's face, she quickly closed her eyes again and pretended not to know anything.

It turns out she didn't pretend to sleep this time.

Instead, he was woken up by a kiss.

The young man sucked and kissed her lips, which made her face become more and more rosy. At the same time, the skin all over her body was dyed with a charming blush like sunset, giving people a watery and delicate feeling.

Iinuma Isao kissed her and felt settled.

Although my aunt has a tough mouth, she is very honest in her body. As long as I am not discouraged by her temporary sarcastic remarks, I can keep hugging her.

After the long kiss, Huacheng Xingzi's body was soft, her forehead pressed against his chest, and she breathed quietly.

Iinuma Isao leaned down, rubbed his cheek against hers, and whispered, "Auntie, I want you."

If it is an ordinary couple, after saying this, the woman will mostly obey, and then a sport that is not suitable for children will be staged.

But how could the old aunt give it to her so easily.

She had a tough talk, sneered, and said: "I don't know how many people in Japan want me. Are you missing one?"

Ionuma Isao pinched her nose and threatened: "If you say something tough now, you won't beg for mercy later."

Huacheng Xingzi had a serious look on her face and put on airs: "I am a dignified Huacheng family...well..."

The boy kissed her again, one hand wrapped around her neck along her long hair and led her to him, while the other skillfully climbed up the future child's granary.

At first, the old aunt resisted very stubbornly.

The teeth were clenched and the lips were slightly pursed, showing a chaste posture of "don't even think about ruining my innocence."

But under the young man's offensive, her teeth soon became loose, her defenses gradually collapsed, and she began to clumsily respond to the love he conveyed to her.

Being kissed by him, Huacheng Xingzi's heart was slightly shaken.

Her cheeks were hot, and she felt a little dizzy. The contradictions in her heart gradually collapsed during the kiss, and the happiness of being loved continued to grow in her heart, growing wantonly like a raging fire.

This cold body seemed to be aroused by something, and the skin gradually turned red.

After another long kiss, Huacheng Xingzi's body became even softer and weaker.

Lying in the boy's arms, her beautiful eyes were half-opened, her eyes moist, and she didn't know whether it was confusion or resentment.

Infected by her blurred gaze, Ionuma Isao felt as if there was a fire burning in his body, and his mouth became dry.

The mistress is naked at this moment, with such a stunning and perfect body in her arms, no one else should be able to control it...

Ionuma Isao held his mistress' noble waist with one hand, and kneaded her everywhere with the other hand.

Huacheng Xingzi gradually began to shake.

As a woman, especially a woman of noble status, her mind is inherently more sensitive and thinks more than that of a man, so there are always some knots that are difficult to get around.

As for the love between a man and a woman, if the object of love is Axun, she actually doesn't resist it in her heart, and she even has some vague expectations.

Falling in love and being united with someone is a very happy thing.

But it's hard for him to be honest about his personality.

This made her very upset, but she didn't know what to do.

At this moment, this boy, who was much younger than her, was being rubbed by him silently but lightly, which made her more and more uncontrollable and burning with desire.

Iinuma Isao's gaze returned to her face.

Huacheng Xingzi tilted her head, her long hair hanging down to cover her eyebrows.

The gap between the black hair and the rosy cheeks are more like the red makeup a woman wears when she gets married, adding a lot of color to her plain face.

The mistress let him play with her for a long time, until she couldn't bear it anymore, she gently pressed his hand, raised her frame and scolded: "Okay, it's time to stop, if you keep doing this, you will soil the mat. I don’t want to lose face at my best friend’s house…”

Ionuma Isao took his hand back, but suddenly lowered his head and bit it.

"Hmm~"

Huacheng Xingzi frowned.

Regarding this action, she did not scold the boy, but simply said: "Let go of your mouth when it's almost done."

Iinuma Isao slowly raised his neck and asked softly in her ear: "Do you have any other worries?"

Knot?

Huacheng Xingzi felt a palpitation in her heart.

It seems that a certain forgotten relationship is about to emerge from the dark water...

She didn't dare to think too much about this problem. She hugged the boy's neck tightly with both hands. While comforting him, she also comforted herself: "It's nothing, don't think too much about it..."

Ionuma Isao stopped asking, hugged her body and praised, "Auntie is really soft."

"Huh? Don't talk nonsense!" Huacheng Xingzi was thin-skinned, glanced at him with an angry expression, and sneered: "You are just soft now."

Ionuma Isao was stunned for a moment before he understood her sarcasm.

After Huacheng Xingzi said this, she was also frightened by her boldness, and her face turned red.

This is actually a manifestation of the fact that after a man and a woman have physical intimacy, they subconsciously think that there are no secrets from the other person, and their true nature will be revealed in their words and actions.

Thinking about the change in the old aunt's mood, Ionuma Isao felt very happy, but at the same time he was angry at her words. He couldn't help pinching her face and scolded her with a smile: "Aunt Kyoko, you are really tough-tongued. Have you forgotten how you softly begged me for mercy last night? Do you need me to help you recall it?"

"……Do not!"

Huacheng Xingzi’s ears turned red.

Last night, for the first time, she was fine and not embarrassed.

But the second time, why should a good brother spare Kyoko? If a sister is wrong, please let her go... She didn't know how many times she shouted these shameless words. How could she still look like a noble, cold and arrogant mistress? .

Now that she was mentioned by the young man, her pretty face was full of shame and anger, and she said bitterly to him: "Don't mention it, and don't go too far."

Although the momentum is very strong.

But her body was obviously emotional at this moment, and combined with her angry little girl face, Ionuma Isao thought she was so cute.

He put his arms around his aunt's straight neck and rubbed his cheek against hers.

Huacheng Xingzi didn't resist his intimate behavior at all, and even hugged him back.

The two hugged each other, and the old mistress rested her chin on the young boy's shoulder, tilted her head, and said softly like a little girl: "If you like it again in the future, uh, I mean if. When I am old, you like If I fall in love with another woman, what should I do?"

Ionuma Isao said seriously: "You will never grow old!"

Huacheng Xingzi was startled and felt that he had avoided the important topic, so he then asked: "I mean you fell in love with another woman, what should you do?"

"Well, I don't like anyone except you."

"Where is Your Highness?"

"Well, this is very complicated, but it is indeed not love between a man and a woman..." Iinuma Isao didn't want to talk about other women in front of her, so he hugged her tightly and said, "Okay, okay, don't even think about it. Is it okay to do nothing? Who knows what will happen in the future. Anyway, I only like you now, and I said I will marry you, so I will definitely not break my promise!"

Huacheng Xingzi rolled her eyes at him and said angrily: "Are you stupid? How can you answer like this? You should at least say that you will always only like me..."

"I've never been in love with anyone, so just be stupid!" Ionuma Isao didn't defend himself.

He said that he had never been in love, which made Huacheng Xingzi smile.

Her two hands parted, gently pressing his shoulders respectively, and looking at him with bright eyes: "Do you really love me?"

"What a silly question!" Ionuma Isao said with a smile, pinching her waist and abdomen: "If I don't love you, why should I be flirting with you? If I am just greedy for your body, I will directly train you. That’s it? Can you withstand it? You can’t! With the physique of a heroine like you, you will have to be submissive to me in a few days..."

"Ah!"

Huacheng Xingzi felt warm in her heart, but her expression sneered: "You're just a brat, and you still want to train me?"

"have opinions?"

"I can't have an opinion?"

"Hey, you woman, you are such a bastard!" Ionuma Isao looked like a villain and smiled evilly at her: "If you dare to disobey me, then of course I will punish you and make your life worse than death!"

"Frivolous!" Huacheng Xingzi scolded.

However, before she finished speaking, her arms were grabbed by the boy.

Then, she was pushed out of the boy's arms, and her hands were tied behind her back, making it difficult to break free for a while.

"Don't mess around!!"

Huacheng Xingzi looked away to warn him, her delicate body twisted, trying her best to get away.

She's not wearing anything.

That unusually perky ass is as soft and elastic as white dough, and feels great.

"Snapped!"

Huacheng Xingzi was suddenly beaten, and her eyes were stunned.

After being stunned for a moment, she bit her lip and glared at the boy angrily: "I didn't beat you enough last time, and you're here now? Why didn't I realize you were so perverted..."

Seeing her rosy face, Ionuma Ion thought she was extremely cute and retorted: "I'm just following your preferences, Mistress!"

This unsmiling, noble, cold and arrogant mistress was being spanked as a punishment. This contrast between identity and behavior was the easiest to bring about a sense of accomplishment.

He raised his palm high and then dropped it heavily.

The palms and buttocks hit each other. The force is not very strong, so it doesn't hurt. It means more teasing and teasing.

As for the mistress, she struggled at first, but after being beaten a few times, she gave up resisting and knelt down, letting him be frivolous.

Anyway, I have the experience of being beaten...

"Will you still dare to be so arrogant in the future?" Ionuma Isao asked with a smile.

Huacheng Xingzi had a sullen face and said nothing.

So he continued to be beaten.

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Outside the bedroom's sliding door, which was ajar, a fox passed by.

Heard movement in the room.

She stopped and peeked furtively with a pair of fox eyes.

In the crack of the door, the cold and chaste body of my best friend was covered with red clouds, and her crystal skin was as smooth as glaze.

Her whole body is well-proportioned, with bulging front and back.

The way he was half kneeling and half prone at this moment was even more exciting.

The picture is pretty much what I expected.

That best friend, who had a cold and arrogant personality and was extremely unwilling to admit defeat, was completely captured by Axun, a half-year-old boy, and she was completely at his mercy.

Although I knew it was destined to be like this, seeing it with my own eyes, Tsukimi Rikiyuki still found it incredible.

She couldn't imagine that the mistress of the Huacheng family was punished and spanked by her parents like a little girl who made a mistake.

This guy Axun is really quite powerful, he can make this cold and arrogant mistress degrade... like a slut.

The word slut came to mind, and the fox's mood fluctuated involuntarily.

She quickly kept her composure.

But looking inside the room, her heartbeat was still accelerating. This feeling of peeking was extremely real and exciting.

And... looking at the frowning but extremely comfortable expression on his best friend's face, the fox felt a little sour in his heart, thinking that this was too shameless.

Gee!
  So angry!
  If the witch hadn't been so ruthless, Axun and this fox should have been so close!
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Inside the house, the movement slowly became smaller.

"Do you know you are wrong?" Ionuma Isao continued to ask.

Huacheng Xingzi was so embarrassed that she could only open her mouth and said with great reluctance: "I know...I know."

"What do you know?" Iinuma Isao raised his hand again.

"Xingzi knows that he is wrong!" Huacheng Xingzi said quickly.

Iinuma Isao smiled with satisfaction, took off his shirt, and wiped her messy body.

Huacheng Xingzi, who was almost exhausted, did not resist, but had some resentment in her expression. Her snow-white skin and pink color looked extremely attractive.

Ionuma Isao showed a very careful attitude and gently wiped her body clean.

The process was inevitably a little cheap.

The old aunt's face was full of anger.

She wanted to have a seizure, but she was afraid that his bestiality would come out, so she did it at her best friend's house, so she could only stare into his eyes with bulging cheeks to express her dissatisfaction.

Iinuma Isao raised his head and carefully wiped her cheek with his still clean sleeve.

Looking at her bulging cheeks, he said softly: "Are you unhappy about being bullied?"

"Hmph~!

The old aunt turned away proudly and said nothing.

She didn't feel unhappy, she just felt a little embarrassed to be teased like this by a half-year-old child.

If you really want to be angry, you can only be angry with your own unsatisfactory body.

"It's useless to be angry!" Ionuma thought she was so cute, so he couldn't help pinching her cheeks and declared as if he was claiming sovereignty: "You are going to be bullied by me anyway, you can't escape!"

Huacheng Xingzi looked at him with a hint of resentment in her expression, and whispered: "Be gentle next time..."

The phoenix eyes are blurred, and the charming eyes are full of spring.

"What if it's not light?" Iinuma Isao asked.

"It's still like this. Sooner or later, I will be spoiled by you..." Huacheng Xingzi complained, then smiled a little weakly, stretched out her arms around his neck, and the two of them were close to each other.

By now, she no longer had to be frank to let the boy understand her feelings.

This tough-minded woman, who is nearly forty years old, has been single for many years and cherishes her body; her holy mind and body never make any inappropriate thoughts, let alone accept the love between men and women.

But now, just after the family catastrophe was over, she quickly fell into the boy's love.

It was as if after a cold winter and an early spring with bleak sunshine, in late spring when the flowers and plants were still weak, she was suddenly blown by a moist sea breeze, and a strange girl-like feeling sprouted in her heart.

Although love came late, it was exceptionally warm and innocent.

Like a girl who has just begun to fall in love.

However, she is not a real girl after all.

As a high-society lady, although she has committed herself to him, she must not forget that she should act solemnly, be strict with herself, and be good at controlling her inner impulses.

She has accepted Axun's love.

She will also give her love to Axun, but she will be more cautious and shoulder the responsibilities of an elder.

The time spent quietly holding each other passed quickly.

Huacheng Xingzi suddenly felt something pinching her butt. She was afraid that he would not be able to bear it anymore. She quickly wrapped herself in a quilt and wrapped her body tightly. Then she looked at him with phoenix eyes and whispered: "Comb my hair, please?" The tone is super soft and cute!

She had taken a shower and slept again, her hair disheveled.

"I'm not very good at combing my hair." Ionuma Isao declared in advance.

"It doesn't matter, you can comb it as you like." Huacheng Xingzi took out the comb and hairpin from the bag beside the bed and handed them over.

There is a dressing mirror next to the bed.

She turned around and faced the mirror.

She was sitting, and Ionuma Isao knelt behind her, picking up the comb and stroking her smooth black hair.

Seeing his gentle expression and movements in the mirror, Huacheng Xingzi's narrow and majestic phoenix eyes narrowed unconsciously, as if she was very comfortable.

It looks like a cat being petted.

"I really don't know how to do it. If it looks ugly, don't be angry."

Ionuma Isao combed her hair, then picked it up and put it on her head.

According to the way I remember tying my mother's hair, put a hairpin through the middle and wrap the hair around the hairpin several times.

Soon, a simple and fashionable bun was put up.

Ionuma Isao looked left and right and was very dissatisfied with the results.

Although it’s not ugly, it’s too simple, which is much worse than my aunt’s previous neat and complicated style.

"Why don't you do it yourself?" Iinuma Isao reached out to take off the hairpin.

However, Huacheng Xingzi shouted softly: "Don't move! I think it looks good, so let's do it."

"Are you really satisfied?" Ionuma Isao expressed doubts.

"I said good-looking means good-looking!" Huacheng Xingzi replied without any doubt.

She looked in the mirror, turned her head left and right for a long time, and nodded with satisfaction.

Then, she turned around again, looked at the boy, and said with a casual expression: "I remember, Sister Xun usually wears her hair in a bun like this, right?"

"...Ha, haha!" Iinuma Isao laughed dryly.

It's coming, the assignment is coming.

Huacheng Xingzi looked at him with a casual expression: "Who is more beautiful, me or Sister Xun?"

"Of course you are prettier!" Ionuma Isao replied without hesitation, "Mom is naturally one of the best beauties, but compared to you, auntie, huh, you are down a level!"

Huacheng Xingzi looked at him suspiciously, then turned to look in the mirror.

"……Really?"

The young man nodded solemnly: "Of course it's true."

Looking at myself in the mirror, the mistress's majestic phoenix eyes suddenly lowered a little shyly: "Didn't you lie to me?"

"Of course I didn't lie to you!" Iinuma Isao assured, patting his chest, "Iinuma Isao never lies!"

In fact, it was just a lie, and Huacheng Xingzi didn't care.

What she wants is that he thinks she is the best attitude. Whether it is actually true or not is not important.

"Go and get my outer clothes for me."

"it is good!"

Ionuma climbed out of the window and brought back her underwear and black dress that were hanging in the yard.

The dress, which was originally full of joyful remnants, was washed clean and soaked up enough sunlight to emit a faint fragrance.

"I'm changing clothes, what are you still doing in the house?"

"Of course it's up to you to change!"

"You can see, but don't touch it!"

Huacheng Xingzi warned, then got out of the mat naked and got dressed in front of him.

It was the setting sun now, and the setting sun shining in through the window dyed her beautiful body the red of maple leaves.

After putting on her bra, her flat belly and soft breasts, which exposed the tip of the iceberg, also turned red... Then she put the black dress on her body, locking the spring color all over her body in her clothes.

Ionuma Isao just watched, watching her carefully buttoning every button of her coat and standing in the mirror to smooth out all the wrinkles on her clothes. She did all this meticulously, like some kind of ritual.

Finally, she put on slightly translucent flesh-colored garter stockings, black velvet high heels, and sunglasses.

The old-fashioned and serious matron became a fashionable mature lady.

"Go say goodbye to Qingxue and prepare to go home." She greeted the boy to go out.

Opening the sliding door, Ionuma Isao stepped forward and suddenly felt the ground was slippery.

I looked down and saw a puddle of slightly sticky water, but I didn't know where it came from.

"What's wrong?" Huacheng Xingzi looked over.

Ionuma Isao shook his head: "Nothing."

He remembered that when he was punishing his aunt in the room, his talent seemed to sense someone walking outside the door...

Leave the guest room and walk to the lobby of Kagura-den.

Yue Jianli Qingxue was lying on the sofa, her posture was lazy and her eyes were blurred.

"Qingxue." Huacheng Xingzi shouted and walked over.

"Come on, you guys go back, I want to rest, don't bother me..." Yue Jianli Qingxue waved her hands quickly.

For some reason, her voice was hoarse.

"Okay, let's go back first. You have a good rest." Huacheng Xingzi stopped and bowed slightly, "Thank you very much for your enlightenment today and your reception. Come to my place next time, and I will receive you well. you."

"Okay~"

The fox on the sofa suddenly closed his legs.

with a snap.

The white and greasy thigh meat rippled slightly under the impact.

"Bring out your Axun to entertain me..." The fox let out a charming laugh.

"If it's for this reason, then you'd better not come!" Huacheng Kyoko glanced at her bestie angrily, then couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckled, then turned to glare at Ionuma Isao, signaling him to leave quickly.

"We're going back, see you Aunt Qingxue."

"Mmmmm~"

Tsukimi Rikiyuki got up from the sofa.

Those foxy eyes looked at the two people leaving, showing a trace of insidiousness and cunning.

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When we walked out of Hachimangu Shrine, it was already evening.

A group of crows flew from east to west, passing overhead and heading towards Kanagawa.

There are many clouds in the sky.

The sunlight was cut by the clouds, and one side of each street was shrouded in shadow, while the other side was filled with sunlight; golden-purple light shone across the streets, making it dazzling.

Passing by the flower market at noon, Huacheng Xingzi slowed down.

She lingered in front of the blooming roses, admiring the charming flowers with ecstasy.

Around her, everyone's face was bathed in the warm sunset, and the fragrant fragrance lingered around them, floating along the clothes and flowing to the mouth, caressing the cheeks very softly and gently, making people intoxicated.

She walked around in the fragrance of flowers, her eyes never leaving the flowers on both sides.

She didn't buy anything, she just held the boy's hand and simply enjoyed shopping with her boyfriend.

She had never been in such a mood before.

Before meeting Ionuma Isao, her life was all about work and she never felt lonely.

But after meeting Ionuma Isao, it was like a blind man who suddenly saw the light and no longer wanted to endure any more loneliness.

Everyone around looked at the brother-sister couple with envy.

Gradually, Huacheng Xingzi's cheeks turned red, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

The breath of spring and happiness rushed through her veins, all the way to her head; sniffing the countless delicate flowers, she seemed to be leaning over a wine vat that had just opened the lid, and was a little dizzy with drunkenness. .

She began to think and think over and over how to deal with this relationship.

Think about it over and over again.

Occasionally, I would think of following Axun to Hokkaido, meeting Sister Xun, telling Sister Xun that she was Axun’s wife, and then watching Sister Xun’s reaction with anticipation.

This kind of mentality is a bit arrogant!

But she had already fallen into a reverie, forgetting the identity and age gap between her and the boy, and no longer worried about her decision.

Breathing the intoxicating fragrance of flowers and bathing in the warm sunshine, she wandered among the flowers, immersed in sweet and erratic imagination.

She felt happy, so she walked happily among the fragrant flowers, and her body gradually became soft and soft.

Ionuma Isao didn't know what she was thinking, but he could tell that she seemed to be in a good mood.

Huacheng Xingzi is a reserved and traditional person. She doesn't know how to express her joy to the boy. She can only hold the boy's hand and walk in the sea of ​​flowers for a long time.

She was intoxicated by the warm and fragrant smell of the flower market, experiencing the intoxicating feeling of softness and comfort all over her body.

The person is in a semi-drunk state, with a slightly red face and a frightened heart.

"Would you like to find a place to rest and have something to eat?" Iinuma Isao asked.

Huacheng Xingzi looked back at him: "I want to eat French food."

"I also want to eat French food!" Iinuma Hunle said, "Does this count as telepathy?"

Huacheng Xingzi rolled her eyes at him.

"What I said is true!" Ionuma Isao emphasized.

The mistress had a look on her face that said, "You tell me, I'll listen." After seeing him defend a few words, she hummed a few times and said perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, I believe you!"

"Do you think I often lie?" Iinuma Isao said helplessly.

Huacheng Xingzi hummed and nodded: "Knowing that I love lying is not hopeless!"

"Auntie, help me!" Ionuma Isao exaggeratedly begged for help.

Huacheng Xingzi put on a serious face, looking like an ascetic and cold beautiful doctor, and gave him a diagnosis: "In the field of modern medicine, there is no cure for you, unless..."

"Unless what?"

The mistress's delicate and flawless face turned slightly red, and she turned her head to look at the flowers on one side: "Unless you are with an honest person, let her guide you to be an honest person!"

With such a shy look, even a straight man would be excited to see her.

Iinuma Isao held her little hand that was sweating from shyness: "Is Auntie an honest person?"

"Of course!" The mistress's face turned red, "I never lie!"

Iinuma Isao was afraid that she would regret it, so he immediately said: "That's it!"

...Finally, it feels like falling in love.

"Humph!"

The old aunt shook her head proudly.

She has become addicted to this relationship in her heart.

The beauty she had never tasted before melted away the indifference on her face, revealing touches of tenderness.

The two held hands, like a passionate couple, and followed the navigation to find a French restaurant.

The waiter opened the door and said with a friendly smile: "Welcome."

The two entered the store.

"Just two?" the waiter asked.

"Just the two of us." Huacheng Xingzi's voice was domineering.

The waiter couldn't help but look at Ionuma Isao behind him. He was probably envious of his good luck. He had a business-like smile on his face and said, "This way, please."

The two sat down on the inside.

The light here is dim and you can barely see, giving people a charming atmosphere.

The speaker was right next to the wall, playing sweet piano music. Huacheng Xingzi picked up the menu, covering most of her face and ordering. When Iinuma Isao ordered it, he didn’t look at the menu and just said it was the same as Huacheng Kyoko’s order.

"It'll be fine soon."

The waiter wisely withdrew, leaving space for the couple to spend time together.

The two people looked at each other, feeling that the atmosphere was a bit subtle, and couldn't help but laugh.

While eating, the soles of their feet touched countless times under the dining table.

It was Ionuma Isao who took the initiative every time.

In the end, Huacheng Xingzi couldn't bear the shame of being ambiguous in public, so she ate in a hurry and left.

out the door of the restaurant.

People were coming and going on the street. Ionuma Isao looked at the noble and dreamy beauties around him, and he felt extremely impulsive emotions surge in his heart. He couldn't help but say: "Kyoko, let's start dating, okay?"

Unexpectedly, Huacheng Xingzi did not refuse.

She acted like a mistress and hummed softly: "Let's see how you behave!"

They both have this kind of relationship, and if she doesn't refuse, she actually agrees.

Iinuma Isao was so surprised that he held her hand and ran happily on the street.

Such childish behavior made the mistress look helpless.

But she was sincerely happy.

At this time, the sun moved a little further to the west, and the shade of the trees deviated.

When her feet hurt, Huacheng Kyoko took a taxi and returned to Tokyo.

The sunset was brilliant, and the car was stained with a honey-like color. Huacheng Xingzi kept looking at the scenery outside the window and asked the boy to rub his sore ankle.

After the massage felt comfortable, she bit her red lips tightly without making any sound.

The snow-white skin on her cheeks was dyed red. Against the backdrop of the setting sun, it looked crystal clear and beautiful.

"I have something to tell you..."

The two suddenly spoke at the same time.

Huacheng Xingzi looked at him: "You say it first."

"Starting from tomorrow, I may have to be detained by Your Highness for a period of time." Iinuma Isao said slowly.

"Well, is there anything else you want to say?" Huacheng Xingzi's tone was indifferent.

This made Ionuma Isao feel a little guilty, and he explained: "His Royal Highness is in the Imperial Palace. If I come in and out often, it will attract too much attention. So I can only stay a little longer once I enter, so as not to make a fuss about it. And , I really need her to guide me in my practice..."

"Ionuma Isao!"

Huacheng Xingzi suddenly called him by his name.

"Say it!" Iinuma Isao looked at her.

Before he finished speaking, his aunt suddenly came over and blocked his lips.

His eyes were as wide as possible, full of incredible surprise.

This was the first time that Auntie took the initiative to kiss her without being coerced...

In the swaying car, the two people enjoyed the quiet beauty and separated after a long time.

Huacheng Xingzi's face was slightly red, and there was a hint of shame in her narrow beautiful eyes, but she looked at him firmly without avoiding it: "I'm not very good at talking, but you should understand my actions, right?"

"Ok!"

Ionuma Isao nodded heavily.

"Okay, I'm your only girlfriend, right?" Huacheng Xingzi then asked.

"Of course!" Ionuma Isao couldn't control the smile on his face.

"So, I don't care whether you are with me or not, you must always think of me!" the mistress said rather domineeringly.

In response, the young man only nodded, and then added: "I will sneak out at night to see you."

Seemingly satisfied with his attitude, Huacheng Xingzi smiled indifferently and tilted her head slightly proudly.

The silky black bun shone with the brilliance of the sunset behind her head.

Ionuma Isao looked at her with noble eyes, moist lips, and delicate face.

"What about you? What do you want to say?" he asked.

"What I want to say is -" Huacheng Xingzi took a deep breath and suddenly reached out to twist his ears, "School starts the day after tomorrow. From now on, you go to school well and don't be a brat all day long and think about things you shouldn't. You want to do something you shouldn’t do, or I will teach you a lesson for your mother—”

After saying that, her white and tender fingertips suddenly rotated.

In an instant, the boy's screams drowned out all the noise of the moving vehicles.

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In the middle of the month, ask for a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)