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This was not because of anything else, but because Shizuku Kuroganezhu was right, she just didn't think of it before.

The Swordsman's abilities are indeed not something that can be passed down through blood.

After all, the abilities awakened by each swordsman are different, but generally speaking, the qualifications of swordsmen can be passed down through blood inheritance.

Although the probability is not [-]%, if both parents have higher qualifications as swordsmen, the child born to them may also have higher qualifications.

Therefore, beings like Haramura Makoto are the best paternal genes for many swordsman families.

Some people may ask, what about Stella?

That's different. No matter what, Stella is the royal family of Familion. Who can let Familion's only royal child marry into his family?

The only thing Familion could accept was marrying into his wife.

Everyone knows this very well, so no one will provoke Stella.

Seeing Stella's expression, Kuroganeju Shizuku knew that she was almost stimulated, so Kuroganeju Shizuku also started to narrate on her own.

"obviously."

"Although I have transcended the concept of ethics a long time ago, my brother, who is secular, will definitely have concerns and understanding about these things."

“So I need to form alliances on that.”

Stopping shaking her legs, Kuroganeju Shizuku stretched out two of her fingers and waved them in front of Stella's eyes.

"It's OK to help each other to a limited extent without forcing each other to do anything."

A wise look flashed across Kuroganezhu Shizuku's pupils.

She is chasing her brother now, and it is very difficult to get her brother to agree. If the friends around her brother keep mentioning the things between brother and sister, it will only deepen his impression and resist her even more.

She, now, needs to solve this problem here.

"But, you, brother..."

Before she even finished a complete sentence, Stella's face appeared in Stella's mind, and then she could only nod reluctantly.

"Um--"

Chapter 069 Night

Normally, she would absolutely reject such things that violate ethical and moral concepts.

But who allowed her weakness to be completely caught.

Stella, who was lying on the bed, sighed deeply and continued tossing and turning on her bed, unable to fall asleep at all.

"Sincere..."

In a low voice that only she could hear, she called out the name that made her feel itchy.

For Stella, who had not been in contact with other men since she was a child, this was the first and only man that she wanted to get to know more deeply.

She wanted to continue looking at his face. Even if the boy should wake up in half an hour, she could not restrain her inner impulse at all.

The advantages of living in the same room at this time are reflected in this way.

You can see it anytime you want.

He climbed down from the ladder very softly, fearing to scare the sleeping person.

Haramura Makoto continued to sleep.

She wasn't snoring, but from her current position, Stella could clearly hear Haramura Makoto's even breathing.

"Sincere..."

Stella gently called Haramura Makoto's name again, with infinite tenderness in her eyes.

She wanted to talk to him, but seeing Haramura Makoto sleeping so soundly, she couldn't bear to wake up the boy who was already in her heart.

"Forget it, let's go wash up first."

As if talking to herself, Stella moved her lips lightly, ready to retract her gaze.

But when she withdrew her gaze, she stopped at a certain place.

That was Haramura Makoto's exposed chest.

Because the pajamas on the upper body were not completely tied up, the top two buttons of the clothes were all unbuttoned.

The broad chest, delicate collarbones, and slightly rolling Adam's apple all appeared at the same time, making Stella unable to look away from her lingering gaze.

"Gudong-"

"It's just, just, if you touch it, you shouldn't wake up."

Stella swallowed a gulp of saliva, threw all the thoughts behind her, and lightly pressed the hand that controlled her.

Then, he stroked it gently.

"Uh, uh..."

Stella felt that her blood was boiling, and she was biting her lips forcefully to prevent herself from moaning in excitement.

At the same time, she could also feel the hardness of Haramura Makoto's chest and the warmth of Haramura Makoto's chest.

"Plop, plop—"

His heart beat faster and faster, as if it was jumping out of his throat, and his breathing became more and more difficult.

(Want more, want to feel more.)

(I want to know more about him through his body.)

The impulse of lust completely washed away Stella's reason, washing away all the little rationality she had left. To describe it in more specific terms, it was probably a loss of rationality?

He let go completely, but still moved gently, and tiptoed onto Haramura Makoto's bed.

Trying her best to control the distance of the body and the range of movements, and not even letting her clothes get scratched, Stella sat on Haramura Makoto's body while half-kneeling.

The quilt has been completely lifted, and what can be seen now is not just the half-naked chest.

The clothes rolled up on the abdomen also exposed half of Haramura Makoto's exquisite and shapely abdominal muscles.

Stella’s movements became more and more bold.

One hand was placed on Haramura Makoto's bare chest, one hand was printed on his exposed abdominal muscles, and two small white hands slowly moved along the gap between his pajamas and skin.

"This is a man's body, this is Cheng's body."

Maybe it was when Makoto Haramura defeated her for the first time?

Perhaps it was when Haramura Makoto trusted him so much?

Or maybe why he can cook such delicious food?

She herself is not very sure when this first man who broke into her life, who was not a member of her family, made her care about him so much.

But these are not very important. What is important is that she has determined her own mind.

I have determined that I want to be with this man, want to be a lover with him, and want to get married to him.

(So, it’s okay to touch my own future lover’s body.)

(Yes, no problem at all.)

Stella uses self-imagination to justify her behavior.

"Ha ha……"

This completely unfamiliar experience made Stella extremely excited.

My head also seemed to be running a high fever, becoming a mess and feeling dizzy.

It was like taking drugs, and she felt like she couldn't stop.

"what……"

The soft fingertips passed through the gaps between the sharply angular abdominal muscles.

Through the contact between skin and skin, she could clearly feel the effort that Haramura Makoto put into building this perfect body.

"Perhaps, this is why he is so powerful."

"Even though he has such a high talent, he never stops trying to improve himself."

It was natural that he said this sentence without filtering it from his own language organization.

But after she said it, Stella’s ambiguous movements suddenly stopped.

"So this is ah……"

At this moment, she finally understood why she was so interested in this man.

It is true that what she just said is what makes her curious about this man, or what makes her interested, but what makes her fall completely is that he is in almost the same situation as herself.

Although Haramura Makoto had never told her, she knew very well what she was facing with such a talent.

The originally high passion is like a tide, it rises very quickly and recedes just as quickly.

The complete loss of sanity has also returned.

"Go wash your face and wake up."

In the same way, she quietly left Haramura Makoto and put on her own shoes. Stella went to the bathroom in a panic.

At this time, the person who was originally believed to be in a deep sleep state by Stella also opened his eyes directly.

"Sure enough, it's the nature of the dragon that is inherently lustful. Has it been affected by the dragon in the body?"

Haramura Makoto, who had been pretending to sleep just now, had a complicated face.

In fact, he hadn't fallen asleep since last night and had been pretending to be asleep.

Speaking of which, there is a person who has been tossing and turning on the upper bunk, and there is also someone groping your body. How vigilant can someone be to fall asleep in such an environment?

Just now he was thinking about how to stop this situation.

After all, this stimulation is too strong, especially for a virgin like him, it is an indescribable stimulation. He has already raised his flag and stood at attention. If this continues, he may not be able to control himself and will directly transform into a moonlit werewolf. Devoured this naughty little dragon.

"But how should I respond to her."

……

There is no doubt that Stella is definitely a good girl.

Even though they had only been in contact for a few days, Haramura Makoto dared to be so sure.

It was precisely because of this that he was always in trouble.

If he and Xiao Qi didn't have a tacit understanding of each other in the first world, it might not be a bad thing to accept Stella's love now.

But the problem is, there is already a Shokuhou Misaki waiting for me. Is this really okay for me?

He also knew very well that it was a good idea to express directly and unintentionally that he already had a girl he liked at this time.

Stopping the loss in time will not cause Stella too much pain.

But he himself couldn't bear it.

Yes, he was sure that he couldn't bear it.

From that day to now, three full days have passed. They get along day and night every day, do morning exercises together, go to class together, go home from school together for dinner, and sleep together at night.

There were countless times where he could speak and explain this matter.

But every time the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

He was not very willing to break off the relationship with this girl.

The second time this reaction occurred, he was already sure that he had a slight liking for this girl.

"Bang bang bang-"

The magic bullet was shot out quietly, and his right hand swung the knife at the same time to draw a crescent moon in the space in front of him.

(Can it be said that I am actually a scumbag?)

A terrible thought suddenly appeared in Haramura Makoto's mind. He quickly shook his head, trying to get this unreliable idea out of his mind.

(No, absolutely impossible, how could I be a scumbag.)

"Clang clang-"