[Free! ] why are you biting me

Breathing and smelling each other, nose and breath offsetting each other.

Otoyu Hitomi looked at the face that suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes, and felt in a daze that there seemed to be a touch of moist and hot breath on her lips.She blinked her eyes and stared intently at the pair of wine-colored eyes that were close at hand, and then seemed to hear a low-mellow voice slowly sounding, entwined with a familiar and fresh breath, capturing her gaze. At the same time, it also made her unable to hear anything clearly.

Completely forgetting the original purpose, Hitomi Otoha straightened up, and asked the person squatting in front of her blankly but seriously:

"Rin, what did you just say?"

"..."

The boy who was asked about it paused, then stopped what he was doing and slowly retracted it.Rin Matsuoka lowered his head and tightened the lid of the bottle of medicinal wine. He followed the movement of his hand and put the medicinal wine back on the table next to him, then took out a paper towel and wiped his hands.

"All right."

Throwing out such a sentence that seemed to be an answer but not an answer, he stood up and looked down from above, with the back of his right hand resting on his waist, a smooth and powerful arm was exposed under his slightly rolled up sleeve, and then he calmed down. ground opening:

"What to eat?"

Yiyu Hitomi let out a "huh" and couldn't understand why the topic suddenly picked up "eating". His thinking couldn't catch up with his rhythm at all, so he could only passively follow him and tell the truth subconsciously:

"Don't worry, I'm not hungry yet..."

Not hungry?Is it because I am hungry and unconscious!

From nine o'clock in the morning until she was kidnapped when she was about to have lunch, and now she was rescued, she should have not eaten during this period, right?Rin Matsuoka frowned, turned his eyes, and quickly glanced at the wall clock on the wall. After seeing the time clearly, his brows furrowed deeper.

--Six p.m.

In other words, from nine o'clock in the morning to six o'clock in the evening, he didn't eat anything for almost a day... His eyes suddenly became darker, and he continued to ask as if he didn't hear the girl's answer:

"How about udon noodles? Or omurice?"

I don't know if there is any leftovers at home, thinking about it, Matsuoka Rin suddenly turned and walked directly to the kitchen, completely ignoring the reaction of the person involved.Yi Yutong tilted his head in bewilderment, his eyes followed his back involuntarily, seeing that he first opened the refrigerator to look for something, then went into the kitchen, found that there were leftovers, and then returned to the kitchen door , raised his arm and asked her in a gesture:

"Which do you want to eat? Noodles or rice?"

Hitomi Otoba glanced at the two eggs he was holding with his left hand and the noodles with his right hand, and chose the latter without hesitation.

"Noodles? Then wait a moment."

After confirming the answer, Rin Matsuoka plunged into the kitchen, and Hitomi Otoha, whose sight was blocked from the kitchen, looked at the boy's house boredly.

Matsuoka’s house is a traditional Japanese two-story house structure. It looks ordinary but is very warmly furnished. The living room on the first floor is connected to the kitchen. The floor has been wiped spotless. There is only a wall clock on the wall. It is monotonous, but the warm-toned furniture carefully selected by the owner softens the feeling of emptiness, fully lingering a comfortable and peaceful atmosphere called home.

And this successfully disintegrated Hitomi Otoha's nerves, and finally gave her a real sense of security in her heart, which had been suspended in the sky, and relaxed her whole body.It wasn't until this moment that she felt exhausted physically. She opened her mouth and yawned. The girl tried to pull herself together, but she was still defeated by unstoppable exhaustion. She felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier until she couldn't resist at all. Resisting the temptation, he completely closed his eyes.

In the kitchen, Rin Matsuoka skillfully scooped up the noodles, turned off the fire, and sprinkled the last soup ingredients. A bowl of udon noodles with excellent appearance was officially served.

Cooking is not difficult for him. During the few years he experienced in Australia, he also became more comfortable from being clumsy at the beginning.But like now, it was the first time for him to cook for others. Even his sister Jiang and his mother didn't get this special treatment-it wasn't because he was lazy or unwilling, but because Since returning to China, this is the first time for him to go home...

Matsuoka Rin shook his head, stopped the thoughts in his head, and returned to a deadpan expression, walking out of the kitchen with his face in his face.

"Hey, the noodles are ready, you..."

As he approached slowly, he gradually stopped his voice. The girl who was leaning on the sofa with her eyes tilted closed her eyes quietly, and her feet stepped on the floor in an orderly manner. He was in a deep sleep, as if he was extremely tired.

Matsuoka Rin subconsciously slowed down, leaned over little by little, put the face gently on the table next to her, and then squatted down in front of her, with a face that seemed to flow without expression Deep eyes.

The eyes without any weight quietly portrayed the girl's peaceful sleeping face. Because she was lying on the side, the scattered hair covered the sofa under her, and there was a hair sticking stubbornly to the corner of her mouth. , gently flicking with her breath.Probably feeling a little itchy, she suddenly pursed the corners of her mouth tightly, but in the end, she bit the hair that was close to her lips even more.

Pulling the hair away with his fingers, he stared at the girl's moist lips involuntarily, and the soft touch of intimate contact appeared in his mind uncontrollably, and his heart suddenly seemed to be scratched by something.

Trying his best to resist the urge to touch her again, Matsuoka Rin carefully picked up the girl, walked calmly through the living room and brought her to the room on the second floor.

"We're back!"

When Song Gangjiang and the others came back, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

After habitually reporting, the Matsuoka girl who was preparing slippers suddenly found more shoes at the entrance. She was taken aback for a moment, and then her eyes lit up when she recognized who those shoes belonged to, and she burst into a smile in surprise. Can't wait to tell the woman behind her what she just discovered:

"Mom, brother is back!"

"Eh? Is Rin really back?"

Matsuoka Mirei exclaimed in disbelief, and looked across the Matsuoka River to sweep into the house. While her eyes were trembling, a smile overflowed on her face.

"Well! My brother is back! I'll go find him!"

Excitedly flicking off the shoes on his feet, even forgetting to put them in order, Matsuoka hurriedly shouted into the house:

"Brother! Brother!"

Shouting and running upstairs.

Seeing her daughter's rare "gaffe", Matsuoka Mirei chuckled and shook her head, then bent down to help her rearrange the shoes neatly, but when she noticed another pair of shoes that obviously belonged to a girl suddenly appeared, The expression on his face paused, and then became subtle in an instant.

Rin, he...brought a girl home...?

Rin... will he take the girl home?

"Wait, Jiang! Don't..."

Suddenly realizing something, Matsuoka Mirei wanted to stop it, but it was too late. Matsuoka, who had already run up to the second floor, was completely immersed in the joy that his Nissan was finally willing to go home.Rushing to the door of his room, she twisted the door open without thinking—

"Brother, you..."

Then, the sound stopped abruptly.

There was someone in the room, but it seemed...not her brother...right?

Thinking that she might be dazzled, the Matsuoka girl walked a few steps in, and when she finally saw the face of the person lying on the bed, she finally couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Eh?!! Hitomi?!!"

Just at this time, Matsuoka Rin, who had just finished taking a shower, came in with his upper body naked and was wiping his hair. After seeing the Jiang girl who suddenly appeared in his room, he was stunned:

"Jiang?"

As everyone knows, this appearance of him in Matsuoka Jiang's eyes is enough to activate thousands of brain cells in her brain that are used for fantasy—a man and a widow, sharing a room or something, and one just got out of the bath, one The scene of still lying on the bed, that picture, is simply not too explosive!

Song Gangjiang's thoughts instantly went straight to the discordant paradise like a wild horse running wild.

After discovering that the other party was staring at him with an expression as if he had seen a ghost, Matsuoka Rin frowned slightly in confusion,

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"Brother, you, you, you... I should ask you, right? You and Xiaotong...?"

After stammering, Matsuoka Jiang suddenly changed his attitude of bewilderment just now, and shot gossip from the depths of his eyes:

"When did you start dating?"

Matsuoka Rin:"……"

"So, it's not as good as you think at all?"

Going down to the living room on the first floor again, Matsuoka Rin frowned and explained the whole thing to them in detail to the two family members who were staring at him, and finally dispelled the thought in their hearts.

"Xiao Tong is so pitiful QAQ"

"Hey, Jiang, you also know the lady who sleeps on Lin's bed?"

"..."

What is a lady sleeping on his bed? !Don't these words be so intriguing!

"I know, I know! Mom, let me tell you, Xiaotong has a twin brother! They look almost exactly the same. If they dress up in the same way, you won't be able to tell them apart unless you look closely!"

"Ah, twins! It feels so good!"

While speaking, Matsuoka Mirei suddenly glanced at her son who hadn't returned home for a long time, and sighed with relief:

"If Rin marries that young lady, it might be quite big to have twins in the future, right?"

"..."

Rin Matsuoka looked at her mother who spoke amazingly in her own language, and for the N+1st time, she felt the bondage of relatives... It was simply the existence of Hazi Cassie OTZ

The author has something to say: In order to adjust my mood, I want to sprinkle sugar in anger!