Can't You Skip Dating? / Can't You Just Like the Body?

Hayasaka Ai knew how to cooperate very well, and responded casually: "But I already told Mr. Ogihara that there will be a surprise tonight, and now I don't have enough time to prepare a new one. I can't wait for Mr. Ogihara to come, but I have nothing to prepare, Miss Iwanaga. Since you promised..."

"I promise to make a surprise for you! Who knew you were going to make me a surprise?!"

"Being a material is also a kind of help, thank you very much."

"Hayasaka loves me wrong about you! It's a shame that I thought you were a good person! I should have thought of it! There is no good thing coming out of that Shinomiya house... Hah!?"

Yanyong Qinzi suddenly shivered and let out a frightened cry.

Because Ogihara Ming looked at it, he couldn't help but stretched out his sinful hand and touched her collarbone, which was not entangled by the ribbon.

The slightly rough warm touch made Yanyong Qinzi quite frightened, and then quickly realized the situation: "Hey, you are already here? Why is there no movement at all?"

Ogihara Akira slowly showed an appreciative smile and commented on his own: "Yes, although it is a little less practical, it is very beautiful, and the production method is also very professional. Overall, it is a gift that I am very satisfied with. "

Ai Hayasaka gave a thoughtful salute: "It's fine if you like it, but as you said, this gift is too delicate and has some practical problems. Please be careful when using it."

"Well, I'll pay attention."

Listening to the "discussion" of the two, Iwanaga Qinzi twitched even more joyfully: "Don't talk about me like a thing! My opinion!"

Ogihara Akira didn't have time to take off his coat until now, and handed it to Hayasaka Ai, who came to pick it up, and then sat on the edge of the bed, holding down this very restless gift.

As for Iwanaga Kotoko's opinion?Oh, and why is this the case today?

Those things that don't matter, wait until after the fact.

Akira Ogihara sat by the bed, slowly unfastened some of the ribbons, and gradually "unwrapped" the gift, while Ai Hayasaka, who was gently attached to his back, gradually "unwrapped" himself. , did not let Ogihara Ming's current thinking organs feel the slightest loneliness.

Seriously, having a "professional assistance" maid on the bed is a very enjoyable thing.

The so-called shameless weekend is probably like this.

……

The next day, Ogihara Akira woke up from a rare hunger.

After all, I slept a little late last night, I had a lot of activity, and I missed a late night snack.

In fact, Hayasaka Ai was preparing for a late night snack. The problem was that she should not wear an apron directly to achieve some kind of special look.

And when Ogihara Akira came for the first time, he had a bad heart about it.

As a result, after staying in the kitchen for a long time, Hayasaka's favorite meal was not finished, and he was dying.

According to Ogihara Akira's experience, although Hayasaka Ai looked miserable at the time, if she still wanted to, she could recover a little after resting for a while, instead of sleeping to death early like the golden retriever next to her. pig.

However, considering that there is time tomorrow, Ogihara Ming didn't go too far, coaxed her softly and let her sleep peacefully.

Then came today.

The curtains in Hayasaka Ai's house are not too thick. When the sky is bright, they can still brighten the house, at least not making people confused about the time.

Akira Ogihara moved his head and looked at the sleeping girl in the bed to the left and right. He suddenly felt that the current scene was more like a family of three than when he was holding Nanami and Iwanaga.

Both are blonde after all.

...Forget it, no one is wearing clothes, and it's too messy to say a family of three.

Thinking that the two of them might be very hungry after waking up, Ogihara Akira cautiously got up. Although the movement was very light, it still made Hayasaka Ai open his eyes.

In the morning, she had fragile eyes that were completely different from usual, so Ogihara Akira looked at her and felt like... she wanted to bully her.

"what……"

Hayasaka Ai made a hoarse murmur, coughed twice, and greeted softly in a much normal voice: "Mr. Ogihara is early."

Ogihara Ming lightly patted her head, and whispered back: "Early, if you want to sleep, you can sleep for a while."

"Where's Mr. Ogihara?"

"Go order something to eat, are you hungry?"

Listening to this question, Hayasaka Ai felt it thoughtfully, then slowly pulled up the quilt, covering her face, and said timidly, "A little... hungry."

Ogihara Ming is more sensitive to the word "hungry". Hearing this, he immediately took the phone and asked in a softer voice, "Then order takeout now, what do you want to eat?"

"Want to... eat..."

Hayasaka Ai's voice disappeared as if hesitating, she shrank down, and finally hid her flickering eyes under the quilt.

As the bed wriggled, Ogihara Ming frowned and slowly lay back.

Maybe this is the price of raising a fox spirit. Even though he is already hungry, he has to be squeezed to get up, which is simply worse.

It hurts the body, it hurts the body too much.

But thinking that this little fox is also hungry, there will be a sense of duty, right?

Ogihara Akira's brows slowly eased, and just as he was about to close his eyes and enjoy it, he noticed that his side was moving again.

At the same time, the movement in the bed also stopped halfway.

Iwanaga Kotoko opened her eyes in a trance, stared blankly at Ogihara Akira, and raised her head naturally when Ogihara Akira stretched out his arm, resting on Ogihara Akira's arm, turned over and slumped into the crook of his arm.

"Morning, Iwanaga."

"morning……"

Yanyong Qinzi replied weakly, and glanced blankly at the empty opposite side: "Hey, what about the former maid who looks serious and actually has a full stomach?"

The corners of Ogihara Akira's mouth turned up unconsciously, forming a subtle yet polite smile.

"you guess?"

"I don't think, why should I think about where other women are in this precious morning alone with Mr. Ogihara."

Ogihara Akira was very embarrassed, but she was also embarrassed to keep Iwanaga Kotoko in the dark. She should be rational and more willing to face the cruel reality than the confused beauty.

"I'm sorry, this is not being alone." Ogihara apologised and propped up the quilt a little, and said inside, "Let's say hello."

A voice came from the bed: "Morning, Miss Yanyong."

Yanyong Qinzi stared blankly at the bed, and once again felt some kind of strong malice that seemed to fill his entire head.

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(An X-worm wrote a complete version of the previous chapter on his head, abridged group number: 471942718, and the answer to the group verification: 91

It's the old rule, after the descent, make room for the buddies behind.

There is no additional charge for this paragraph. )

Today is another day full of hope... no, no shame or shame.

And according to Ogihara Ming's plan, he wants to soften his legs this week.

So the final result on Sunday night was a bit tragic.

Looking at the two delicate bodies lying on the bed sideways, slanting, and lying down, Ogihara Ming silently left the bedroom, turned on the exhaust fan in the bathroom, and lit an after-sale cigarette.

A man is a creature who always regrets things after they are done.

It's already eight o'clock in the evening, um...let's order a takeaway, I'll eat it later, it's time to think about going home...

Thinking of this, Ogihara Ming had another headache.

He's not a problem, but he's been out for a while.

Hayasaka Ai is not a problem, you can rest here directly.

So the question is, how to send back Kotoko Iwanaga, who is a little broken.

She shouldn't be thinking of some kind of book, supporting her around the room with triangular support. Although she hugged her armpit well, it seemed too exciting to her.

She shouldn't be facing forward. She lacked observation of her expression. It wasn't until Hayasaka Ai reminded that Miss Iwanaga rolled her eyes that she realized that her slight snoring was not to indicate that it was okay, but to indicate that it was no longer possible. Death is not a bed language, but a real statement about survival.

...you can only see how her mental state is when she wakes up.

Exhaling a breath of smoke, Ogihara Ming threw the cigarette butt into the toilet, flushed it, went back to the bedroom to get his phone, sat at the desk, and turned over a takeaway called dinner.

It wasn't until the takeaway was delivered that Ai Hayasaka, who had to take a nap due to the double consumption of physical strength and spirit, woke up faintly.

Ogihara Ming wanted to ask if she was hungry, but she was afraid that she would have to eat something else... not afraid, but it was too late to think about it, and she was almost skinny.

So when the words came to his lips, Ogihara Ming replaced it with a sentence: "Takeaway is here, let's eat something when you have an appetite."

"Ah... um..." Hayasaka Ai agreed in a trance, her voice a little hoarse.

Ogihara Ming immediately left the bedroom and went to the living room to pick up a glass of water.

Hearing the sound of the water dispenser, Hayasaka Ai realized something, propped her body up a little uneasy, and gradually showed a relieved smile, sat there and waited quietly, waiting for Ogihara Akira to bring her the water .

"Thank you."

Hayasaka took Xie's cup of water and sipped it, moisturizing his thirsty throat, and then looked at Iwanaga Kotoko, who was lying on the bed, and couldn't help asking, "Miss Iwanaga...what should I do?"

Ogihara Ming spread his hands together, expressing that he was also suffering from a headache.

Ai Hayasaka handed back the water glass uncomfortably, which was a somewhat offensive move in her heart, as if Ogihara Akira was the one who poured tea and poured water.

Normally, she would put it back on the bedside table by herself, but now, Ogihara Akira may have to make a trip, and it would be inappropriate to put it back.

She climbed up to Yanyong Qinzi and called softly, "Miss Yanyong, are you alright?"

Iwanaga Kotoko slowly opened his eyes.

The person lying on her stomach obviously won't have her nose pointed down, and usually shows half of her face and eyes, but after opening her eyes, she twisted her neck again, revealing the other eye.

Because before, it was a prosthetic eye that couldn't see anything.

With her intact eyes, she looked at Ai Hayasaka beside her for a while, and Akira Ogihara who was holding a cup by the bed. After a while, she slowly said, "Oh, so I'm not dead."

Ogihara Ming praised again: "Yes, you are very strong."

"Ah—I'm so happy, can you get me a glass of water, please?"

Ogihara left immediately. Although men may not want to move afterward, if women don't want to move, men can still be very diligent.

After feeding Yanyong Qinzi some water and moisturizing it, Yanyong Qinzi leaned weakly in Ogihara Ming's arms and asked, "What time is it."

"Eight o'clock in the evening." Ogihara Ming expressed his doubts, "What are you going to do at night?"

Iwanaga Kotoko thought for a while with a small face, then turned to Hayasaka Ai and asked, "Can you... go downstairs? The more regular kind."