I Loaded The Dating Sim

“Miki, Miki, aren’t you abroad?” Watanabe Toru’s heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were shaking.

It’s over, it’s over, did she get angry about going out? Or is there a camera in the haunted house?

“Come here.” Kujo Miki’s tone became colder again.

Watanabe Toru had to walk over.

Kujo Miki points to the tatami that he is up ahead: “Sit down.”

“Miki, where did I go wrong? Just say, I will change it, and I promise that there will be no next time.”

Kujo Miki still sneered while pointing to the tatami.

Watanabe Toru sat in front of her obediently, Kujo Miki suddenly raised his right foot and stepped on his face, and he caught it easily.

“Reward you.” Kujo Miki did not accidentally say an unclear sentence in his tone.

Watanabe Toru looked at the leg wrapped in pantyhose in her hand, wondering whether the reward she said was referring to the step just now or this leg.

He glanced at Kujo Miki and the woman seemed to be waiting for him to react.

How can you give up at this time!

Watanabe Toru stretched out his other hand and covered it on Kujo Miki’s calf. The smooth texture of high-end tights was immediately passed on.

But his action is not so much a dip, as it is to massage her.

However, to what extent is it necessary to touch a girl’s leg? Is the limit between massage and dip?

“You had a great time today.” Kujo Miki still touched his calf, pinched a photo from the table and placed it in front of Watanabe Toru’s forehead.

Watanabe Toru must lean back slightly to see the content of the photo.

Fortunately, it’s not a haunted house with his arms around Kiyano Rin’s picture, or it’s all over.

“I didn’t sit with the girls.” He looked at this snapshot of the roller coaster, “Miki, you don’t know, I went out to play today, and I specifically called two boys and didn’t take photos with them. , And try to keep a distance on the road, just ordinary social.”

“oh?”

“If you don’t believe me, you can ask!”

“The haunted house What?”

“What’s wrong with ghosts and haunted houses?”

Kujo Miki sneered and snorted: “Is it comfortable for other girls to hold hands?”

“…”

“How can I punish you.”

Kujo Miki still has a smile on his face, but his eyes suddenly gloomy, looking at Watanabe Toru’s back felt cold.

“Um, Miki, you are gone.”

Kujo Miki lowered her head, and Watanabe Toru grabbed one of her feet in her hand, and the skirt was naturally raised by a corner.

She is wearing pantyhose today. Through the high-level black layer, she can vaguely see pure white fabric.

Kujo Miki put his hand on the skirt, and slowly lifted up: “Why, want to see here?”

“It’s okay.” Watanabe Toru glanced subconsciously, but immediately Look away.

The first sight is instinct, but the second sight is quality!

“Yes.” Kujo Miki said with a smile.

Then her face suddenly sank: “If you didn’t do anything wrong today.”

With that, she kicked her other foot and was naturally free again Fight master Watanabe Toru caught.

The current posture is very bad.

The girl in black pantyhose was sitting on the table, and her legs were caught by Watanabe Toru who was sitting. No one in the skirt disappointed Newtonian mechanics and slipped to the waist.

His face is facing under the skirt.

The most terrifying thing is that Watanabe Toru found that Kujo Miki blushed.

Are you excited?

It turned out to be a pervert?

To make her feel comfortable is completely contrary to his purpose.

“Sorry.” Watanabe Toru immediately let go, taking the opportunity to stand up and stay away from her.

Kujo Miki sneered, stood up from the table, tidied up the skirt, and walked out the door: “Follow me.”

“Where to go?”

“Don’t you want to see your parents?”

“This…”

Two minutes later, Watanabe Toru ran wild on Shinjuku Avenue, carrying Kujo Miki His luxury car was driving beside him at a speed of 20 yards.

Is this the punishment for not making her comfortable?

I only heard the whistling of the wind in my ears, and my feet had already stopped listening.

The tips of my hair were gently blown by the summer evening breeze, and the fine sweat gradually merged into a plump drop of water, running down my cheeks and neck.

Both eyes look ahead, look steadily forward, breathing evenly, as if to run all the way until the destination.

Passers-by who came out to play at night cast their sights on him.

Watanabe Toru runs very briskly with his legs. The thighs drive the thin calves. The toes stick out gently on the ground, cushioning, and the back heel is on the ground. The movement is beautiful.

In addition, the person is too handsome, it is almost like a scene of a handsome man chasing a car in a movie.

After running a few blocks, Watanabe Toru couldn’t hold on.

What kind of uniform breathing, standard running posture, all deformed.

“Ha, ha—”

He stopped, his hands on his knees, panting violently, his heart full of teased anger.

On Shinjuku Avenue where people coming, people going, he yelled out loud.

“Why! Why do I want to live like a strict wife!!!”

People around me burst into laughter and pointed fingers at him.

The trendy youths who played guitar and sang on the roadside even sang improvisationally.

“The main street in Shinjuku at night~, the handsome guy is running~, why~~~why~~~It turns out that he was being trained by his girlfriend~~~”

Clanging guitar storm.

The laughter became more enthusiastic.

Many girls are laughing and covering their mouths.

In the luxury car, under the dark lights, Kujo Miki looked coldly at the smiling passers-by.

“Let him come up.”

The car stopped steadily beside Watanabe Toru, and the door opened slowly.

Watanabe Toru eased his breathing, then slowly straightened up and sat in the car.

After that, the black car disappeared like a black shadow on the lively Shinjuku Avenue.

Kujo Miki left the central armrest and leaned on the left door, facing Watanabe Toru, who bowed his head and panted.

“Forget it this time, if there is another time, I will let you run naked.”

“No, ha, not anymore.” Watanabe Toru gasped Shaking his head, “Never go to the haunted house again.”

“I mean you dare to say things like’wives control strictly’ on the street.”

“The truth is also Don’t let me say it?”

“No.” Kujo Miki complexion is gloomy denied.

Nevertheless, Watanabe Toru always has an instinct that she won’t be really angry even if she says it, but according to the principle that you can’t go wrong if you don’t do it, “wife control” is still a forbidden word. .

Although he is getting better and better, running naked on Shinjuku Avenue is not the purpose of his fitness.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of a courtyard full of ancient meaning, like the General’s Residence in a big river drama.

Watanabe Toru got out of the car and looked left and right from the gate. Even if he looked far away, he couldn’t see the second house.

How many bad things must be done to have a house with such a vast land in the center of Tokyo?

Watanabe Toru followed Kujo Miki in and walked through a courtyard larger than the Kamikawa High School baseball stadium, and finally came to the hallway.

“Young Lady.” A woman in a kimono bowed and saluted.

“Take him to the bath.” Kujo Miki pointed to Watanabe Toru and said to the man.

“Yes.”

“By the way, use the bathroom in my room.”

The woman in the kimono half lifts the head in surprise, and Quickly lowered: “Yes.”

“Young Master, please come with me.”

Watanabe Toru followed the kimono woman and entered a room full of women The exquisite atmosphere and room.

The woman led him to the depths of the room again, to a bathtub overflowing with water.

“Young Master, this is the hot spring water. You can take a shower here.”

“Thank you.”

“I’ll get your clothes, Now you can take a shower.”

“Okay, thank you.”

The other person’s behavior is too humble, Watanabe Toru bowed subconsciously in return.

After the kimono woman went out, Watanabe Toru looked at the flowing hot spring bath and criticized the evil capitalism in his heart, then took off his clothes, first took a shower to wash off the sweat of today, and then sat Into the hot spring.

It seems that it is considered that the hot spring is very hot in summer, so the room has always been kept cold, and at the same time, the temperature of the hot spring is very comfortable.

Watanabe Toru groaned comfortably.

Today, whether it was a bus ride, a haunted house roller coaster, or a rush at night, he was very tired.

Just get some sleep?

Seeing the parents and so on, he quit.

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