Brother in Japan mixed club

The light was turned off, the room was dark, and the Yiren on the bed gradually became blurred. In order to make her clear in my mind, I had no choice but to choose other methods. 【】

Fragrance, the fragrance of the shower gel is combined with the faint body fragrance of Asada Mako.

Smooth, I ran my hands through her hair first, and when I passed through her hair, I smelled a shampoo fragrance, three fragrances already.

There was a trace of warmth on the soft face, I must be shy, the long eyelashes brushed my fingertips a few times, "close your eyes." I said.With a straight nose, moist red lips, and delicate skin, my hands moved slowly.

Yes, the dark night took away my vision, but let me see her more clearly, full of sex, yet soft, I squeezed lightly, and the delicate panting breath followed and touched my eardrums, I I don't know if it's because she stayed on these two 'mountains' for too long, but she just felt that her chest was rising and falling.I just have to keep going, oh look, where have I come?Some people compare this place to the Black Forest. Yes, the Black Forest born in the valley is even more mysterious. There are clear springs here, but someone needs to dig them.

"You're crying" I said.

"Mako didn't cry."

"Oh, that's her crying." I didn't realize I had to use my strength.

"Ah, Mr. Mu Zhou, you..." Makoto gasped and said.

Yes, she "cries", I make her "cry".

"Don't worry, I'll 'cry' too, and cry with you." I leaned over and whispered in her ear.

"Master Muzhou..."

Sometimes I always compare Mako Asada and Jiang Pan unconsciously.

Women, different women, personalities, looks, even smells.

Jiang Pan is unrestrained, restrained, and sometimes a little reckless.

Asada Mako was shy and reserved, and when she lay down softly, she always felt stiff, like fish on a cutting board, slippery but also heavy, far from the comfort in water.

Maybe it's unfamiliarity, I thought.

The next day, I woke up and drove to Otaru.

Except for Tokyo and a few large cities, the buildings in Japan are not high. Although the roads are not spacious, they give people a kind of friendly feeling. Even Setagaya District and Meguro District are mostly two-story buildings. There will be a few sporadic tall buildings, but they are not too high. The area exposed to sunlight is generally sufficient, and the area covered by trees is also extensive.

We arrived in Otaru around 10 am, and we had a day to reminisce about my first intimate encounter with Asada.It's not intimate either, at best it's semi-accommodating contact or forced intimacy.

No wonder Asada wrinkled his nose and pouted his mouth to look at me when he arrived in Otaru, as if to say, 'Apologize, I will forgive you. '

After lunch, the sky was gloomy, with a few flakes of snow falling from time to time. I wanted to rest at the hotel with Asada's movie, but Asada insisted on going out for a walk, and picked up the down jacket and hat I had prepared in advance for me to wear.I also put on a light yellow knee-length down jacket and a white knitted cotton hat with two cotton balls hanging from the corners, which is really cute.Her slender figure and cute face are really hard to refuse.

"Let's go." After I got dressed, I took Asada's hand and said to her.

"Yeah!" Asada smiled triumphantly, and after going out, he took a deep breath, looked at the fluttering snowflakes, and said, "Wow...it's snowing, so cold."

"Or? Let's go back to the house."

"No, let's go, Muzhou-kun." Asada said, he took my arm and walked towards the direction of the Otaru Canal that I had been to before. The memory of the road conditions here is also very deep.

"Muzhou-kun will listen to a song for you, 'por un bez' is also called 'just one step away', it's by Carlos Gardel." Asada said, he plugged the earphones to me.

The sound of the violin came from the earphones, sometimes accompanied by the sound of the piano, and the melody was sometimes melodious and sometimes tactful, sometimes bold and sometimes clear.I asked, "What song?"

"Famous tango, it's very nice, listen to it again." As he spoke, he stuffed it into my pocket and put on the earphones for me.Let go of the hand holding my arm, and take a longer step to step in front of me. Asada also seems to be familiar with the melody, swinging his arm along with the melody, and turning around in the passion part, listening to the music in the earphones, playing Under the snowflakes in the sky, Asada, yes, that snowy smile, with a little sadness but a cheerful smile, is hard to forget.

The heavy snow, as well as the two bouncing plush balls on the knitted hat, almost overturned Asada's happiness.

"What's the name of this song?" I took off my earphones and asked Asada not far away.

Asada seemed to be far away from me, put his hands to his mouth, and shouted loudly, "It's only one step away!" After speaking, he turned around and walked forward on his own.

We walked like this, almost making a circle around this small Otaru, Asada's nose was frozen cold, and he still dragged me around.It was getting dark in the evening, so I took me back to the hotel and found the place where we sat together before. She wanted to sit down, so I quickly wiped the snow off the floor with my hands, and Asada sat down regardless of her image. Next, as soon as the two of them sat down, the gas lamps on the side of the street came on.

"Isn't it beautiful? Muzhou-kun, the warm gas lamp, and..." Asada pointed to the frozen lake and continued, "The cold ice, the dry weeds, so beautiful... the lake It's cold, and I don't care about the gentleness of the gas lamp at all, but Mako also knows that it's because winter is coming, the water should be gentle, isn't it?" Asada leaned his head on my shoulder as if feeling cold, and I also took He half embraced her with his arms and said, "Well, the lake water is a bit confusing."

Asada was half-embraced by me, and his head slid from my shoulders to my chest. He turned his head to the snow on the lake and said, "Fortunately, there is a snow that can cover the cold ice. At least the snow is beautiful, like friend."

I looked at the snowflakes floating in mid-air, their wanton appearance was a kind of happy trajectory, and I echoed, "Yes, the snow is very beautiful, just as beautiful as you, Mako. No, you are warmer than snow, Mako."

"Let's go, Mu Zhou-kun, the snow is getting heavier and heavier. Makoto is cold." Asada said while rubbing my lapel in my arms.

"Let's go to eat." I said.

We walked along the road and arrived at a restaurant with a different style. We went in and ordered a few dishes at random.After drinking a cup of hot shochu, my body gradually warmed up.

Back at the hotel, Makoto quickly took off her shoes, changed clothes and washed, then got into the bed, rubbing her hands in the bed, smiled at me, blinked and said, "It's finally warm, Mu Zhou-kun, please come in too .”

I also smiled and said, "Wait a minute, I'm not very cold, thanks to the thick clothes you prepared."

"After Mr. Mu Zhou returns, do you still want to go back to the country?"

"Well, the plane the day after tomorrow will be back after New Year's Day."

"Oh."

I took off my clothes in a short while, turned off the light, and got into bed.

The two of them lay flat on the bed like this, and I felt a little sleepy. I don't know how long it took, but I felt my belly being stroked. When I woke up a little, I found that it was Asada's hand. When did it fade away.

After Asada found out that I woke up, she didn't stop her movements, and leaned towards me actively, and kissed me actively, her soft lips ran down my forehead, fell to my lips, and pried open with the slippery tip of her tongue out of my teeth.

It was the first time that Asada made such an active request, which made me feel overwhelmed. Afterwards, Asada stepped directly onto my body, and I had to cooperate to take off my last underwear.

Yes, Asada's sudden change stunned me. She twisted her waist and gasped wantonly. I vaguely felt that Asada's white pigeon seemed to be out of the cage, jumping around excitedly, trying to express the pleasure in my heart. Putting it on her own waist, but the blunt technique prevented the continuation of the psychology and made me panic. Her movements were like a dying fish caught on the shore.Asada yelled louder and louder, and then suddenly collapsed, crying, and her body didn't move, but gradually fell down, trembling, attached to my chest, hugging my neck, sobbing uncontrollably.

I didn't ask her why, nor did I want to ask her why she was like this, and I vaguely understood it in my heart, I just hugged her, slowly pulled back the quilt, and covered her.

Asada stopped crying slowly, slipped from my body to my side, and said softly, "After returning to Tokyo, Makoto will break up with Muzhou-kun, good night, husband..."

I stared blankly at the dark ceiling, thinking of what happened just now, it felt like a dream.

I was thinking, is this parting trip coming to an end, and whether the fate between me and Asada was also covered by the snow outside and frozen, Asada tried to use her heat to melt the ice indifference at the end, but she didn’t Do it, because it's winter now, um, it's winter now, the warmth of the glowing fire can only warm me in winter.

"Okay, good night," I said.

"Muzhou-kun, do you still remember the melody of the song in the afternoon?" Asada's hand searched for my hand under the bed, and said after grabbing it.

"Well, I have an impression."

"Remember the name of that song?"

"Just one step away," I said.

(Collect it, send a flower, let go of love.)

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