The Yukinoshita family wants me to confess

The two have kissed many times, and their kissing skills have become more and more proficient.

The kiss became more and more passionate.

for a long time.

Both of them will be a little breathless.

Hirakawa Hideo let go of the other party.

"Show... um..."

Shizuka Hiratsuka gently pushed Hideo Hirakawa away, and was panting to say something, but was immediately kissed by the other party.

The mouth that was still slightly open was blocked like this.

"Well……"

This time the kiss was more intense than before.

Saliva alternated back and forth between their lips and teeth.

Shizuka Hiratsuka tightly grasped Hideo Hirakawa's jacket, like a little girl who is afraid of getting lost clutching the corners of her parents' clothes.

The sound of light panting interspersed with the sound of crisp sucking sounded in this deserted small forest, which seemed a bit obscene.

When the lips and teeth of the two separated, there was still a trace of silver thread.

Glittering under the faint light not far away, the silver wire was quickly disconnected.

With a hint of charming breath.

He groped back and forth on Hiratsuka Shizuka's thigh restlessly, through a thin layer of bathrobe.

This made the yukata clinging to Shizuka Hiratsuka wrinkled and messy.

The chest rises and falls, propping up some arcs on the bathrobe from time to time.

Someone could show up at any time in this kind of place.

But it also brought some excitement.

Shizuka Hiratsuka gently grabbed Hideo Hirakawa's restless hand on her thigh.

Her hand also trembled a little, pressing on Ping Chuanxiu's hand, but she didn't make any other movements.

On the contrary, it seemed a bit reserved to refuse or welcome.

"call……"

She leaned back slightly, her pretty face blushing.

The hand that was originally pressing on Hirakawa Hideo's hand to prevent him from moving restlessly on his thigh was also withdrawn, placed on his chest, and rested there.

But Ping Chuanxiu put his arms around her, and his body was close to her, there was no gap between the two of them.

Her hand was there, and Hirakawa Hideo pressed her chest, leaving slight traces in her bathrobe.

The curvature of the shape originally hidden under the bathrobe is therefore more obvious.

A round mass.

Because the hand is pressed there and squeezed up, it looks bigger.

It may be that this posture is a bit awkward, Hirakawa Hideo placed her hand on Teacher Jing's front thigh backwards, and put it on the rear thigh.

Hiratsuka Shizuka's yukata was pulled a little due to the actions of the two, and it stuck to Hiratsuka Shizuka's thighs and buttocks.

A yukata is a kimono worn in summer, not very thick.

Putting your hand on it, you can still feel the warmth inside.

Like Auntie, Teacher Jing's body is much hotter than her own.

After having that experience twice, his hands always wanted to touch his buttocks and chest, wandering around restlessly.

But the reason is still there, and in the end it still didn't do it.

After all, this is outside, and Teacher Jing is shy and conservative, so it might be inappropriate for me to do so rashly.

Although it will be done sooner or later, now is obviously not the time.

Hirakawa Hideo still restrained his desire.

Another long time passed.

The bodies of the two who were close to each other separated.

There was still some strange blush on Hiratsuka Shizuka's face, which was light and faint.

It looks a little charming under the dim light.

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Chapter 130 Sayuri (4)

Ping Chuanxiu went down and kissed Teacher Jing's neck.

The lips stayed on her slender neck like a white swan, sucking her skin on it.

His breath hit it, bringing some warm breath, which stirred up some fluff, and the shallow invisible fluff was slightly straightened.

Shizuka Hiratsuka had her eyes closed.

Let Ping Chuanxiu act recklessly on her neck.

Yukata got a little messy.

The top placket was loosened a little, revealing the delicate collarbone hidden inside.

And a small piece of white skin.

"what……"

It seemed that Hirakawa Hideo's breathing on it made her body a little sensitive.

Shizuka Hiratsuka twisted her body slightly.

She opened her eyes bewilderedly.

Behind Ping Chuanxiu, there was a piece of darkness, and only a few trees in front of him could be vaguely seen.

At the intersection next to her and Ping Chuanxiu, not far away is the meeting place, and the voice over there is not very clear.

But when the light came here, even though it was at the edge, there was a faint light.

There are also some old lamps beside the path.

The sky was gray.

For some reason, she remembered Kawabata Yasunari's "Snow Country" she watched in middle school.

There, Shimamura probably felt this way when he was indulging in the tenderness given by the cocooned Komako in that remote village in the mountains.

Very strange.

In the novel, Shimasun and Komako are in a snowy winter.

It is a snow-capped mountain covered with snow.

This is completely different from where she and Ping Chuanxiu are now.

It's the night of midsummer.

But inexplicably.

She felt like Shimamura, and also like the invisible leaf of that misty traditional poetry.

And Hirakawa Hideo is like a tragic Komako.

absurd.

Flash past fragments of memories from reading.

What is the similarity between that carnal man and that weak woman and himself.

Hiratsuka Shizuka was startled suddenly.

But as a teacher, it's wrong to stay with your students.

Not to mention that he is still the active party.

"Just now. I saw Kato-san at the stall."

The scene of Ping Chuanxiu hurriedly pulling herself away came back to his mind.

He must have been afraid too.

If the relationship between her and Hirakawa Hideo is discovered, they will have to face too much.

family.

school.

society.

No matter what level of character, such a relationship is not allowed to exist.

students, teachers.

It wasn't supposed to be like this.

Ping Chuanxiu's lips rested on his neck, a little cold.

But his breath was warm.

The hot breath made her feel good.

Shizuka closed her eyes.

The long eyelashes fluttered.

The startled thought just now faded away.

So what if everyone knew about it.

From the beginning, she has no fear of gossip.

After more than a year, he will no longer be his student, and he will not be his teacher.

Until then.

No one else could object.

not to mention.

I don't have to take this job either.

Shizuka Hiratsuka stretched out her hand to hug Hirakawa Hideo even tighter, and with her face down, she took the initiative to kiss Hirakawa Hideo.

The fireworks have not yet bloomed.

Above the swaying trees, the sky was gray and vast.

And the other side.

"Xiu hasn't come back yet?"

Yang Nai, who had just taken a shower, came out of the living room, but Hirakawa Hideo still did not come back.

Xuemu was sitting on the sofa and seemed to be watching TV.

Yang Nai couldn't help but frowned slightly, and asked Xue Nai who was sitting beside her.

"No. He just said that his classmates asked him to play games, and then he went out, without saying when he would come back."

Xue Nai was reading a book at first, when she heard Yang Nai's words, she raised her head, lowered her head and put her eyes back on the book, and said.

In the living room the TV was still on.

The sound is not too small.

But she seemed completely unaffected.

"I'll call and ask."