[Tutorial] When the strategy is in progress

It's a dream.

Gangji sat in his living room, everything around him was hazy, but he knew clearly that he was staying at home, and he could even point out the location of everything in his home. He didn't know whether it was his eyes that had problems or the world. Something went wrong.

But he knew it was a dream.

Feeling like that for no reason.

The whole house is not like usual, with my mother busy in the kitchen and my sister helping to clean, no one is there.

Gang sat on the sofa blankly, he didn't know why he was sitting, but he didn't want to leave, he was the only one here.

——It would be great if my sister was here.

He couldn't help thinking this way, and then, as if to fulfill his wish, the girl with long black hair opened the door. The girl was wearing a white shirt and navy blue school skirt, but the simple colors looked very beautiful.

A girl named Mi walked in, with a gentle smile on his face that he was very familiar with. His older sister would always talk to him with such a gentle smile, since she was a child.

He saw Mi walk in, sat beside him naturally, opened his mouth to talk to him, but he couldn't hear his sister's voice.

"Sister? What are you talking about?" Seeing that Mi started to laugh, he couldn't help asking anxiously.

Mi looked at him and blinked, then suppressed the smile on his face, put one hand on the sofa and leaned against his ear and spoke again.

- still can't hear

Gang became even more anxious, he hurriedly turned his face to the side, but happened to meet Shang Mi's delicate and fair face.

If it was this time normally, he would have retreated shyly and reflexively, but for some reason, after he knew it was a dream, he didn't want to retreat.

And Mi also kept such an ambiguous distance and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Tsuna's eyes are full of Mi's smile.

——I want more, sister.

As if she understood Tsuna's words, Mi suppressed the smile at the corner of her mouth. Without taking off her shoes, she knelt and sat close to Tsuna, with her slender hands resting on his shoulders. Tsuna noticed that her living room had become a big piece. Large blocks of color, hazy and blurred.

——It’s okay, as long as my sister is still here.

The girl didn't hesitate, she lowered her head, put her arms around Tsunade's neck, narrowed her eyes slightly, and slowly approached her rosy lips.

Touching, rolling, licking, lingering.

There was no time to think about it anymore, Tsunade stretched out his hand to hug the girl's slender waist, moved one hand up and gently pressed the back of the girl's head, and inserted his fingers into the girl's black hair, the smooth touch of his hand was what he had been thinking about for a long time thing.

——Sister is very warm, if this is a dream, he can ask for more, right?

Mi slowly let go of him, and then she stretched her legs and sat astride the young man, with one arm around Tsunade's neck, and the other hand undoing the red tie of Tsunade's school uniform, licking her lips expressionlessly, carrying a strange temptation.

Her fair fingers were wrapped around one side of the red tie. The girl seemed to know what was going to happen next. She glanced at her boy shyly but obediently. She lowered her head obediently like a cat to hold the other side of the tie, and pulled it with her mouth. to untie.

She was still biting the red tie in her mouth, her long black hair was a little messy, her black eyes were slightly dull, but she untied the button of the other party with her right hand.

One, two, three...

She saw the young man's eyes gradually become hot, and the expression of wanting to swallow the prey made her laugh, the black poppy was extremely charming.

As if the other party wanted to regain the initiative, he stretched out his hand and pressed her under him, and the surrounding color blocks gradually turned into a blurred appearance of the boy's room.

The girl's body was covered in a hazy white mist that made people not bored. Under the white shirt, her delicate and beautiful collarbone was exposed, and against the messy red tie, it was an inexplicable temptation.

The girl saw the boy above him lower his head, he rubbed her cheek with a trembling voice, "Sister..."

The girl seemed to be smiling. From Tsunade's point of view, the girl's whole body seemed to be surrounded by a layer of mist. He couldn't see clearly, but she seemed to be more beautiful. Then he heard the girl's first sound that he could hear. Sound "Gang."

As if he had received the other party's silent permission, he took the girl's slender hand with his hand. It was slender and fair, with inconspicuous joints, and no blue blood vessels could be seen under the soft skin. It was like a perfect handicraft. He knew that he was At this time, I should do something else, but I just couldn't help but look at Mi, he kissed the fingertips of the other party as if he was bewitched, it was warm.

This is a dream, yes, so there is no reality that cannot be closer, and there is no moral oppression of the social legal system.

There seemed to be a force in the warm fingertips of the other party, trembling and growing along his blood, converging into a hope that was thought to be out of reach.

The girl smiled lightly, reflecting the black hair on the white sheet, the curve of the corner of her mouth was graceful like flowing light.

All these are close to the ideal happiness of teenagers.

The girl raised her head with blurred eyes, and her long black hair fell on the pillow. She rubbed her soft lips against the other's lips, as if a dangerous fuse had been ignited.

Delicate and soft skin, delicate and beautiful collarbone, and shallow imprints falling on the body like scattered stars.Hot and moaning, the girl under her body blooms like a flower, coming toward coming, going toward going, the cleanest and most ancient ritual.