[Net Wang] If it was you

The author has something to say: How are you guys doing on April Fool's Day?Somewhere, some meat dregs to heal~

ps I don't know if there is any risk in committing crimes against the wind in this chapter...

In the early morning, the morning light shone into the bedroom through the French windows with only the curtains drawn, and fell on the purple-haired young man lying prone on the big bed, which was slightly warm.

Yukimura, who was asleep on his stomach, was awakened by the morning light and the biological clock.

He opened his eyes, the purple eyes were confused for a moment, and then quickly dissipated.

Only then did I remember that I was injured, so the morning exercise was suspended, so I didn't have to wake up so early.

It's just that years of self-discipline made him unable to sleep.

He moved his neck, which was a little stiff due to maintaining an incorrect sleeping position for a long time, and moved his gaze to the glass on the bedside table. He rubbed against the soft pillow childishly, with a gentle smile on his lips.

Last night, she was afraid that she would not be able to fall asleep due to her injuries, so she brought in a glass of warm milk, watched him drink and then talked with him, and finally waited for him to feel sleepy, poured a glass of warm water and put it on his bedside before leaving.

He hasn't been put to sleep since he was 4 years old.Only after I grew up did I realize that there is a person who occasionally coaxes herself like a child, which is really a very happy thing.

Thinking of her soft face and soft voice under the dim light, Yukimura had a thought: their child must be very happy in the future.

Is it too early to decide on the future at the age of 19?

But every day with her makes him obsessed. She exists in this space of her own, and the 'apartment' becomes a 'home'.

Besides Eri, he couldn't imagine what kind of life he would be with another woman.

There was no question that he wanted her in his life, that he longed to live with her.

Could this be the reason for him to recognize her for the rest of his life?

If not, the existence of marriage would mean nothing to him.

Yukimura walked out of the bedroom after washing, and he smelled the index-finger-stimulating fragrance wafting from the kitchen.

He chuckled and walked towards the kitchen. When he passed by the living room, he pressed the speaker, and the relaxed and lively violin music danced in the bright room with the morning light, just like his mood at the moment.

The temperature at the end of April is suitable, the soft sunlight shines in from the kitchen window, and the fine dust in the air can be seen clearly.

Her thick hair was tied lightly behind her head, and a knee-length moon-white skirt revealed a slender white calf. The sun shone on her body, and it seemed that every strand of hair was shining with golden luster. Yukimura You can even see the fine hairs on her side face.

There is a thin silver chain on the white neck, which reflects a silver light in the sun.

Yukimura knew that it was the necklace he gave her when he promised her love. She didn't often wear jewelry, but she never took it off.Fortunately, the pendant is simple, matching her outstanding temperament, it is very suitable to match with any clothing.

At this moment, she was standing in front of the kitchen counter cooking porridge, and her subordinates patiently and slowly stirred it.

And even with such a fireworks-like movement, he still wants to use the word 'holy' at this moment, as if this is the only way to express his sincere love for her.

A graceful back figure and an ordinary movement constitute the most beautiful scenery I have seen in the morning.

Yukimura watched quietly at the door, and felt how happy his life would be if every day started like this in the future...

He just watched.

She stopped stirring, took out the plate to taste the taste, but she didn't seem to have a good grasp of the temperature, her tongue was burned, she turned her head hastily, and stuck out the tip of her tongue like Xiaobai.

Seeing this, Yukimura frowned unconsciously. He walked over, held her chin with one hand, and asked in a deep voice, "Is there any burn?"

"Jingshi?" Huili was taken aback, realized that he was worried about himself, and smiled, "No, how can you be so delicate."

"Show me."

Eili had no choice but to stick out the tip of her tongue.

Yukimura was relieved after checking that there were no traces of burns, and then he looked at her eyes and the tip of her pink tongue innocently looking at him...

His eyes darkened, and finally he couldn't bear the turbulent tide of emotion that had been lingering since he thought of her in the morning. He leaned over and opened his lips to enclose that seductive tenderness...

Yukimura couldn't help but entangle and dance with the slippery and soft taste in his mouth.But he still didn't feel it was enough, he aggressively knocked open her lips and teeth, licked her sensitive palate and the root of her tongue, and conquered the city.

Huili was unable to resist his sudden enthusiasm, and was lingered by him on the dressing table.

She felt dizzy in her mind, felt his hot lips let go of hers, licked her sensitive earlobe lightly, and then moved all the way down, his warm breath sprinkled on the pit of her neck, she couldn't help raising her white lips neck.

Eri was a little impatient to be kissed by him, and couldn't help reaching out to hug his head, inserting her fingers into his hair, she didn't know if she wanted to refuse, or to hug him tighter.

It was probably because the morning was so beautiful that both of them were a little forgetful. Yukimura's hand instinctively pinched her gently, as if he wanted to melt her into his body, and at some point, he quietly covered the softness of her chest... …

Suddenly, Huili was startled, she pressed the hand on her chest, and wanted to push it away, but it seemed that all her strength had been drained by him, and she couldn't move any more to stop him.

"Eli, Eri..."

Yukimura gasped in the pit of her neck, whispering her name one after another, with longing for her.

Eri's heart was beating like a drum, and finally she let go of her hand, grabbed Yukimura's clothes, and silently let him move.

So soft and well-behaved, Yukimura just felt that no matter how much he loved her, he wanted to be more intimate, more intimate... through a layer of skirt, he gently stroked her, and took her lips again, slowly and deeply.

In the end, when Yukimura's body began to change, he exerted his amazing perseverance, restrained himself, moved his hand away, panted and pressed his lover tightly into his arms--the expression on her face was so tempting but uncontrollable I know, Yukimura dare not look any more.

It's not time yet... He loves her and she trusts him so much that it can't go on...

Eili, who was hugged tightly by him, naturally also felt the changes in his body. She was not an ignorant girl, and she didn't dare to move anymore.

After all, it was the first time that she felt a man's lust. The blush spread from Eri's cheeks to her entire neck. She didn't dare to look up at him, and leaned meekly in Yukimura's arms, waiting for him to calm down.

There was still passion in the air, as well as ambiguous embarrassment.

Yukimura finally let go of the person in his arms, with tenderness on the corners of his lips and eyebrows, he planted a kiss on the center of Eri's eyebrows:

"I love you."

Eri closed her eyes to feel his temperature between her brows, her red lips parted slightly, and her voice was as soft as a whisper:

"Me too."

Fortunately, porridge was cooked on the fire, so there was no kitchen accident when they were messing around.

The porridge is almost ready, Hui Litao blew cold on a spoonful, turned around to feed him,

Yukimura surrounded her from behind, resting his head on her shoulder, holding his mouth open, the soft and glutinous rice slid over the taste buds, with a faint medicinal fragrance.

"Huh?" Yaoxiang?

"How about it?"

After swallowing the porridge, Yukimura praised: "It's delicious! Although it still smells like medicine, it's completely different from last night."

Eri pursed her lips and laughed.

Hearing her crisp laughter, Yukimura didn't understand that she did it on purpose. He rubbed her side face and whispered in her ear, "Eili, I'm a patient~"

Hui Li looked at him with a sideways smile: "Yes, the patient who poured out the medicine."

... The son of God, who was domineering, dared not speak.

Last night she said a day's medicated diet, so it was really a day's medicated diet, but after all, she felt sorry for him and couldn't bear to let him continue to suffer.

Yukimura lightly pecked her side face, and smiled.