The Yukinoshita family wants me to confess

A light makeup was applied on the face, making the facial features look more refined and the lips more rosy.

At this moment, Ping Chuanxiu could clearly feel the beauty of the woman opposite, and more importantly, she not only had a beautiful face, but also a sexy body.

Tomoki Yamashita Favorability: +50

Hirakawa Hideo actually had the feeling that he was being attacked by the opponent.

It felt so absurd yet so real.

Not right.

Shouldn't I be the raider?

Yamashita Zhixi didn't pay attention to what Hirakawa Hideo was thinking, her face gradually turned from frivolous to a little dignified.

In order to win this game, she has secretly practiced at home several times.

Although it was not very useful, it also gave her some confidence.

Those gentle hands picked up a deck of brand-new playing cards, and slender fingers gently stroked it.

"Master, are you ready? I'm going to throw it away."

Tomoki Yamashita groped for the lines on the playing cards with his fingers, and asked softly.

"Well, come on."

Ping Chuanxiu rubbed her palm, and her expression became serious.

"Then let's get started."

"three."

"two."

"one."

As the last voice fell, dozens of playing cards were thrown over the table. At first glance, the light-colored backs of the cards intertwined with the black-white cards, which were very dazzling.

Hideo Hirakawa watched with wide eyes, but couldn't tell which one was which.

In just an instant, less than a second, more than half of the playing cards fell onto the table.

And Tomoki Yamashita had already calmly drawn a card.

How to do?

Which one should I choose?

Before he knew it, Hirakawa Hideo became very involved, and time did not allow him to think too much, these were just subconscious reactions.

He looked at the poker cards still in the sky, gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to draw one.

cool.

Hideo Hirakawa looked at the cards in his hand, feeling a little helpless.

There is a red English letter A and a heart on the upper left corner and the lower right corner, with a larger red heart in the middle and some patterns on the side.

"Is A the largest or the smallest?"

Hideo Hirakawa took the initiative to show his cards. He felt that he still had a chance. Maybe A is the biggest one?

"Ala, it's a pity that A is the youngest. It's a pity. I thought I would be played by the young master this time. I didn't expect the young master to be so unlucky."

Yamashita Tomoki's white hand turned over the card he had drawn out and put on the table. In the upper left corner was a small spade with a black Arabic numeral 3.

"I lost, tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Hirakawa Hideo is willing to gamble and admit defeat.

"Then I've said it, let's say it first, the young master is not allowed to be angry, and also not to be foolish."

Yamashita Tomoki supported his head with one hand, looked at Hirakawa Hideo and said, his chest was pressed on the table.

Those big bright eyes were full of anticipation, and their eyelashes trembled.

"Well, it's okay, just tell me, anything is fine."

Hirakawa Hideo has no plan to be foolish.

"and many more."

After Yamashita Tomoki finished speaking, he got up and left, washed his hands carefully, and then sat back in his original position.

"lick."

Yamashita Tomoki blinked, put his other hand in front of Hirakawa Hideo, and put his index finger next to Hirakawa Hideo's mouth.

"what?"

Hirakawa Hideo didn't react for a while.

What is this for?

Hirakawa Hideo's heartbeat accelerated.

"I'll let you lick my index finger."

Some blush appeared on Yamashita Tomoki's face, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly, but he still maintained a flat expression and said.

This behavior is actually a little too obscene.

But compared to the other actions, it's not too much. While enhancing the communication between the two sides, there is still some leeway.

This is what she thought of for a long time.

She was afraid that if she used too much force, she would scare Ping Chuanxiu away, and if she used too little force, she was afraid that Ping Chuanxiu would not realize her desire for him.

"Do you really want it?"

Hirakawa Hideo was a little uncertain, he even wondered if he heard it wrong.

"Hmm...don't worry, I cleaned it properly."

Yamashita Tomoki looked at Hirakawa Hideo's face and said seriously.

"Master, hurry up, you can do anything if you agree to lose."

Seeing Hirakawa Hideo's expression of hesitation, Yamashita Tomoki urged lightly, blushing even more.

That slender white finger hooked Hirakawa Xiu's eyes.

Ah, this...

Hirakawa Hideo stared blankly at the white and flexible fingers in front of her.

To be honest, if it was feet, he would have licked them long ago.

This finger is really nothing to him.

Gently.

He stuck out his tongue and licked it.

"Well……"

Obviously he asked for it on his own initiative, but Tomoki Yamashita didn't seem to have experienced this kind of battle, his fingers trembled slightly.

It's so strange, obviously this kind of movement is nothing, why does my body become so strange when I do it...

Yamashita Zhixi rubbed her legs together slightly, her delicate skin rubbed against each other through two layers of trousers, a strange flush gradually appeared on her face.

This feeling of being overwhelmed is extremely uncomfortable.

The fingers of Yamashita Zhixi's other hand grabbed his clothes, and after a while, he let go weakly.

The body seems to be itching, and the brain is crisp.

Hearing Yamashita Tomoki's slight groan, Hirakawa Hideo trembled in the depths of his heart, and sucked her fingers all over, nibbling and licking.

Even in order to retaliate, his speed slightly increased.

"Okay, okay, you can stop."

After a while, seeing that Hirakawa Hideo didn't intend to stop, and even became more and more addicted, Tomoki Yamashita couldn't bear it.

"call……"

Yamashita Zhixi exhaled slightly, and gave Hirakawa Hideo a light look.

"The young master is really perverted, he even enjoys licking a finger so much."

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"The young master is really perverted, he even enjoys licking a finger so much."

Yamashita Tomoki took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, pulled out two sheets of paper, handed one to Hirakawa Hideo, and wiped his fingers with the other.

"What enjoyment, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat."

Hideo Hirakawa blushed slightly when she was told, but pretended to be authentic.

Oops.

The more you lick, the more addictive you become.

While thinking about it, Hirakawa moved his eyes down without changing his expression, but he didn't see what he wanted to see.

Yamashita Tomoki's legs were closed, blocked by the table.

Compared with fingers, Hirakawa Hideo wanted to lick her feet more.

How nice it would be to lick feet.

Hideo Hirakawa looked at the playing cards scattered on the table and thought with some regret.

Naturally, Yamashita Tomoki didn't know Hirakawa Hideo's perverted thoughts, she quickly folded the playing cards and put them on the table.

"The next request will not be so simple. Do you want to play, Master?"

The blush on Yamashita Zhixi's face slowly faded, and he said to Hirakawa Hideo, with a slightly seductive tone.

"Play."

Hirakawa Hideo is full of feet, it is impossible to back down at this time.

His eyes flicked to Tomoki Yamashita's plump breasts, then looked down again.

No licking allowed there.

Then it's not too much for me to lick my feet, right?

Thinking of this, Hirakawa Hideo couldn't wait even more.

He stared intently at the deck of cards held by Tomoki Yamashita, preparing for a big victory.

"Are you ready? Master. If you are ready, then I will throw it away."

Tomoki Yamashita held a brand-new stack of playing cards, and gently stroked the lines on the playing cards with his fingers, asking Hirakawa Hideo.

"Well, come on."

Ping Chuanxiu clapped his palms lightly, with a serious expression on his face.

"Then let's get started."

"three."

"two."

"one."

With the last voice falling, dozens of playing cards were thrown on the table.

The complex fine lines on the back of a large number of cards are intertwined with the large amount of white on the front, which is a bit dazzling.

Ping Chuanxiu gained experience this time, saw a card, and without hesitation, reached out and drew it out.

At the same time, Tomoki Yamashita also drew his own card.

Hideo Hirakawa got into the game a little bit. He put the cards on the table without turning them over, waiting for the opponent to play first.

For some reason, he was even a little nervous.

"What's your card?"

Hideo Hirakawa lifted the corner of the playing card slightly, looked at the spade on it and the Arabic numeral 10 next to it, and felt a little relieved.