The Two-dimensional Life of the Traveler is So Salty

I don't know why, but I felt a sense of relief in my heart, maybe because this little bastard, although it made her feel bad, was different.

Moreover, there is someone to help bear the burden, instead of everything she needs to bear by herself, there is no doubt that Sayuri Sawamura likes this feeling very much.

Obviously Ye Zheng didn't say anything, but Sayuri believed it blindly.

If it turns out that she guessed wrong, and the bastard who was holding her didn't have the courage to take responsibility for his actions, then she probably really should give up.

However, subconsciously, she really didn't want that kind of situation to happen, maybe she still wanted to enjoy this nostalgic embrace all the time.

If it is possible, it will not involve the future between him and Ying Lili, nor will it affect her stupid daughter. She is unwilling to hurt Ying Lili no matter if it is even a little bit of emotion.

It's okay, feeling the temperature from his body, and this strong hug, it seems that it is not unacceptable, of course, more extreme things are definitely not allowed.

Saimura Sawamura is very sure where the bottom line she can accept is that she is not allowed to hurt Ying Lili.

If it's this little bastard, even a small injury is absolutely not allowed!

Ying Lili is an idiot, if it comes from this bastard - this little bastard she seems to like a little bit, no matter how small the damage is, it will be magnified to infinity in the heart of the idiot daughter.

Therefore, Sayuri Sawamura couldn't help but become strict with some of his demands. After all, she cared more about her own thoughts and feelings than about her own thoughts and feelings, and it turned out to be the matter of her stupid daughter.

It's a pity that the development in reality seemed to never intend to take care of her. He didn't wait for Sayuri to respond, or in other words, Ye Zheng deliberately didn't give her a chance to respond.

To hide one's ears and steal one's bell, when two people are actually tacit, sometimes, that can indeed be said to be the most perfect method.

It is absolutely impossible for Sayuri to accept him getting too close, of course Ye Zheng is very clear about this, and he can guess the reason, so he needs to take the initiative.

If he took the initiative, the idiot Xiao Baihe would definitely follow her heart, and she also likes him without a doubt, all that is missing is an undeniable excuse as the beginning, this point, Ye Zheng is also very sure.

Chapter 931: Sayuri Sawamura feels very comfortable...

"Sayuri's drinking capacity is really bad."

"Just after eating a la carte like this, I became a little drunk."

"It's the same as last time. He can't drink as much as a child like me."

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Although I don't know what this little bastard wants to express, Sayuri Sawamura knows very well that he definitely doesn't just want to complain about her. What's more, the little bastard is also related to his age. Taboo words.

I was so useless, I had already made up my mind to stop him, but because of this simple few words, I hesitated again.

From an angle that Ye Zheng couldn't see, Sayuri Sawamura's face was full of remorse. Obviously, she probably couldn't stand her unsteady "firm determination" at all, not so much her firm determination. Judging from her actual performance, it might be better to say that she is waiting for a new level.

Mrs. Sawamura really hated her hypocritical self, who was like a duplicity bastard, although, accompanied by such emotions, her body involuntarily relaxed a little.

Even if she knew that such an approach would be like acquiescing to the little bastard who was hugging her. Even if it was this little bastard, maybe he would think it was an encouragement, right?

She sighed silently in her heart. If she still had a choice, she really didn't want to stop it so simply and rudely. enjoy.

This kind of self is too selfish, no matter what kind of standpoint you take, you are undoubtedly on the verge of making a mistake, but you just can't let go.

It's like a thief, stealthily getting a little warmth from the person his daughter likes, even though he tells himself that he should stop every time, and this should be the last time, but when he really faces it, he still can't help it.

The so-called criminals are probably raised in this way. Even though they haven't understood it deeply, Sayuri Sawamura also understands the principle that the accumulation of little things makes big things. would make things irreversible...

He slowly closed his eyes. Unlike a few minutes ago, the closing of his eyes this time was not for the purpose of mustering up courage, nor was there any firm determination after brewing.

Closed gently, a little tangle appeared on her face, but she did not open her eyes after all.

If the little bastard is too much, then just push him away, just to stop all these mistakes!

Otherwise, let it be like this... As long as I'm not really sorry for Ying Lili...

Although she also knew that as early as the first time she was teased back by him, she didn't stop her, and even later she lay in his arms under the influence of alcohol. She didn't know when, as a mother, she I feel sorry for my daughter mentally.

Sayuri Sawamura seems to be able to stick to it, only her substantial body is left, but she, who has repeatedly compromised, selectively ignores her doubts about whether her defense line is real and effective. After all, apart from this point in her heart, Sawamura The village wife was completely confused.

Unlike last time, today's Mrs. Sawamura, including this little bastard, is not affected by alcohol at all. Whether she is drunk or not, she can still make such a judgment.

However, at least on this one condition, Sayuri Sawamura chose to acquiesce, and she also knew what the little bastard was thinking. If it was not too much to accept, then pretending to be really drunk seemed to her to be true. is the best choice.

Like an ostrich, even if it buries its head in the sand and pretends that it does not see the danger, it seems that it is not just deceiving itself. When it buries its head, it also actively raises its butt, as if , more conspicuous...

Such an idea inexplicably appeared in her mind, which undoubtedly made Sayuri Sawamura blush. After all, adjectives such as raising her buttocks are too lethal for her at this time up.

What's even more frightening is that she seems to be able to feel and get used to the size and temperature of her groin, even if such a thing is really unimaginable.

Not only is she essentially a rotten girl, but she has also been hurt by so-called love, and even at this time she is still in the grave of a failed marriage. Sayuri Sawamura feels that her feelings for men and women, of course, there are such things, there is no doubt Definitely resist...

However, the capillaries all over her body were a little restless, as well as her breathing and heartbeat that were obviously getting faster and faster. From the beginning, even though she was reluctant to admit it, her body responded honestly.

There is a lot of dissatisfaction with herself in her heart. If she doesn't need to play at this time, such a stupid wife who is not sober after drunk, Sayuri Sawamura probably can't help but want to start complaining about herself.

It has already been discovered that her heart has not really become quiet. After all, Sayuri can still keep everything about Yinglili's stupid daughter, and this little bastard may be because he is Yinglili's favorite boy. Is that why it gave her such a strange feeling?

What a bastard, Sayuri Sawamura, you hopelessly perverted mother!

She cursed again in her mind, but she still kept her eyes closed, and even clenched her teeth. After all, all of this was actually a fantasy she couldn't help, and in reality, there was nothing too charming.

It seems that there is nothing strange, right?

Except that she was held tightly by him, and also by his indescribable part, which was inevitably resisted because of this posture, except that the little bastard, like a fool, was still using his nose, gently Rubbing her neck.

Sayuri Sawamura knew that her neck must have been flushed red, but because of shyness, or because of his dawdling?

Unanswerable question, but there is no doubt that she will be like this, it is all the fault of Ye Zheng, a little bastard, a little pervert, and a little pervert, although Sayuri Sawamura feels that this kind of interaction is inexplicably comfortable.

It's just rubbing the skin with the nose, and there is no excessive intimacy, so the guilt for Yinglili can probably be slightly reduced.

After all, she didn't have any overly sensitive parts with him, did she?

Consoling herself in this way, as time went by, maybe it was the effect of self-hypnosis, maybe it was because of the comfort he brought her, it was very obvious that the twin tails seemed to regain their spirits again...

No, it's better to say that it suddenly exploded!

Chapter 932: She wants to give up?Maybe I can still struggle!

Although humans have two nostrils, there is no doubt that there is only one nose.

Although the little bastard behind him couldn't help calling him a pervert in her heart, Sayuri Sawamura knew very well that even if he was really a pervert, it was only a psychological change, not a change in physical shape, so it was said that at this time, she There is no doubt that it is no longer the nose that touches the soft skin.

As if frozen in an instant, Sayuri Sawamura's body became stiff. Even if she turned her back to him, she could clearly deduce it. After all, the sensation brought by that kind of touch was enough to make her whole body tremble. Stimulation of goosebumps.

Something should be said, even, something should be done!

A second ago, Sayuri Sawamura was still able to comfort herself. After all, it was only his nose that was in contact with her, which was not too private a part of her body. It could even be explained by "accident"...

——If you selectively ignore the poses of the two, and the fact that he has been hugging himself.

If it was only to that extent, Mrs. Sawamura found that she seemed to have persuaded herself to continue pretending to be stupid, just as he reminded, pretending to be really drunk and not sober, she was completely ignorant of everything that happened affectionate.

Close your eyes, relax your body, and enjoy the warmth and comfort of his embrace. Even the embarrassing part seems to become full after adapting to his shape. The slightly higher temperature than the surroundings seems to be more Reassuring her - even though she was actually flustered by it not so long ago.

But this little bastard is too much, it's not good like this!

Just like that, enjoying one of the few peace and relaxation, enjoying inner peace, such a feeling of peace of mind was destroyed by his kiss.

Sayuri Sawamura was very sure that the feeling coming from the back of her neck was definitely the lips of this little bastard, he was no longer satisfied with rubbing his lips, he had already moved his mouth!

Her crimson eyes had been opened, and her hands had been clenched into small fists more than once, but no matter from her expression or eyes, she could see more, it seemed that it was still the emotion called struggle.

It's not unclear, if you don't do anything, this little bastard will definitely think that she is acquiescing, and even this little bastard with exaggerated lust and courage may think it's connivance to him, or even Is it an encouragement?

Sayuri Sawamura couldn't imagine that if he continued to push forward, there would be irreparable times. After all, she knew very well that this was no longer the boy she bullied when she was young.

To be precise, it seems that after the reunion, the one who is being bullied more often seems to be herself. Saiduri Sawamura's combat power can only bully the idiot Eriri, right?

If this little bastard is really tough, she has no confidence at all, and her petite body will have even the slightest chance to resist.

Stopping such a dangerous "game" right now, while the other party should still be a little rational, is undoubtedly the most important thing for her to do now, but Sayuri Sawamura hesitated again.

In the current situation, with her brain thinking ability, she can't think of a tactful way at all. If she directly pushes away the showdown, that's not what she wants to see.

Although it is very embarrassing, even though she knows that she is shameless like this, Sayuri Sawamura does still have the so-called nostalgia. At least before he and Eriri establish a relationship, she still wants such a slightly dangerous hug in her heart. .

Greed is the original sin, Sayuri Sawamura is very clear about this, but, even if she knows, she finds that she has no way to persuade herself to summon up courage.

No matter what kind of status she is in, she feels that she is terrible, as Ying Lili's mother, as Ye Zheng's elder, as a friend of his parents who have passed away...

Her eyes widened quietly, her purple pupils seemed to be a little loose, and her clenched fists loosened again.

Two lines of tears flowed silently down her little face. After all, she still couldn't muster up enough courage, and Jin Guan knew that such a reality was entirely her own fault.

Perhaps, the little bastard who was holding her knew what he was doing. Perhaps, at this time, he, and of course he who found out that she was still pretending to be drunk, could still maintain his sanity and bottom line.

The eyes that used to look so moving now seem to be only miserable at this moment. Sayuri Sawamura's mood seems to be falling in a bottomless pit. If she hadn't been hugged by him, she knew very well that she probably would have Has completely lost the strength to support.

It was as if all the strength in her body had been emptied, leaving only obvious remorse and pain in her heart, her tears were so turbulent, she obviously didn't make any sound, but the silent tears had gathered into a stream.

It is a completely different feeling from the previous flirting, or it can be described as flirting. Her previous self-confidence made her regret more entangled. In the complicated emotions, there seemed to be still expectations .

However, at this moment, she became powerless in her heart, and she was just numbly waiting for the judgment of fate. Sayuri Sawamura was very clear about her mood at this time. Apart from the increasingly bleak despair, the so-called expectation and tension were basically nothing. It doesn't exist at all.

The little bastard behind him didn't lose his mind. After really giving up the idea of ​​struggling, Sayuri Sawamura had a clear judgment in her heart, and it seemed that she could calmly deal with some small details that she had overlooked before.

Even though the lower body is hot, the little bastard's upper body seems to be calm all the time. Except for the clothes, the two bodies are almost close together, so it is very obvious.

Sayuri Sawamura clearly felt that, unlike her heartbeat which had been fluctuating violently all the time, the bastard behind him, even though his lower body was honestly reflecting the changes in emotions, his heartbeat was as stable as it was at the beginning.

All his actions are undoubtedly not due to the so-called impulsiveness, and may even be the choice after rational analysis, if this is the case...

His face, which was turning ashen, seemed to regain a little bit of energy. Such a judgment undoubtedly caused Sayuri Sawamura's emotions to fluctuate. Of course, the bad emotions were mainly anger. It seemed that everything was his routine. And she was the prey he teased and watched on his hands.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, her dominant position may have been deliberately arranged by him.

In the situation at this moment, her thoughts should not be like this. However, Mrs. Sawamura's thoughts diverged again.

If he had really kept his sanity, maybe the worst scene would not have happened?

Never really getting out of entanglements and contradictions, Sayuri Sawamura gave her brain an option to struggle.

Chapter 933: Mrs. Sawamura who has recovered her will?

Ye Zheng didn't know, no matter how big his brain was, he probably wouldn't be able to guess how complicated the mental activities the stupid wife in his arms went through.