7 seconds behind the neck

How amazingly destructive the mother's cooking is.Then the people who extended a helping hand at that time were people from the Japanese community that he had been quite unfamiliar with in the past, and he also felt that the Japanese are usually humble and introverted, but they will immediately contribute their hearts and minds whenever there is a situation.

But now, your ship is not here.

Could the existence of a single person be so huge?At that time, when the wife left, although I also felt a sense of emptiness, the two were different.

Your ship did not appear where he was supposed to be, and this incident had such an impact that it could change the atmosphere in the entire room.

Ah, it turns out—Iori suddenly realized something.

——I and my wife are really over.

I also celebrated Christmas with my wife last year.In the first lunar month, she ran away from home and never came back.

Yizhi always believed that the fate between the two was broken in these few days.

No, that's not the case.

I believe that I and my wife should have ended long ago, but it didn't come to the surface.However, this situation should not be the fault of either party.

Because each other wants to incorporate the other into their own framework, and not give up their own framework.The same is true of the wife, and the same is true of myself.

When we are boyfriend and girlfriend, it doesn't matter as different individuals, we can maintain our own frameworks.But in order to be a husband and wife who can move forward hand in hand, you have to give up, give up certain things, and then cuddle up and walk together.

Iori took out a four-in-one bottle of Japanese sake from the refrigerator, poured it into a cup, and put it into his mouth coldly without heating it.

I don't know what your ship is doing now.

In order to connect with each other, I heard that Oshima Translation Agency often holds friendships.Guichuan did not elaborate on what happened tonight, but it should be that.

As far as he is concerned, he should be surrounded by a group of women by now.

maybe--

Maybe he would never come again, maybe the freezing air in this room would never warm again.This is nothing unusual, he is a man who keeps repeating this kind of relationship, and he has no right to stop him.

People don't change.

People who are late will always be late no matter how many times they are reminded; people who forget the faces of customers will never remember them no matter what;

It's the same with Kifune, I guess I'll keep repeating the same love affair as in the past.Why on earth would he shoot himself?I have never understood this, and the only reason I can think of is "because it is very strange".

He must have wanted to try to see if the method of attracting women could be applied to men.Forcibly develop a body that is not used to it, make it used to it, and make it melt.

When you get tired of playing, end the relationship.

Three months.

It has been three months since I started dating him.

For Guichuan who changes girlfriends every two months, this relationship should have exceeded the expiration date.

Like now, he may have started a new relationship with someone.No matter how you say it, I am the one who knows best that Guichuan, a man, will never owe a woman by his side.

He will never do anything disgusting.Can wait patiently, is good at all kinds of caresses, can show tenderness, and can also be brutal.

also--

Thinking of what happened at "that" time, my body trembled immediately.

comfortable place.If such a relationship has not been developed, it should never be known, right? The almost breathless ecstatic experience that occurs after being pierced and bumped in the depths of the body.

And when it's over, the pleasure fades away.Looking at himself worriedly from his limp body, and then slowly overlapping his lips, brought a sense of peace of mind.

——Isn’t that a buddy with benefits?

That's what my brother said.He called it that, giving himself a sense of resistance.

but--

The relationship is indeed empty and fragile, and nothing else.

— not at all like you.

You are right.

I am really not suitable for developing such a short-term relationship at all.The dog I picked up in the past is now well-raised in my hometown, married to my first love girlfriend, and I still hold class reunions with my friends since elementary school every year, and I also write New Year cards to my teachers every year.

Some people seem to have said that they are very emotional, but that should be the truth.

At the beginning, it was obviously started in such a tough way, but just being hugged by him was no longer enough to satisfy me, and I wanted to hug him back.This desire has begun to burn violently.

If you say that you like him, I believe Guichuan will be very happy.There is no doubt about this.But one day—I believe it doesn't take much time—he will definitely shake off his outstretched hand.At that time, I was really not sure that I could keep calm.

Someone shook his shoulders slightly.

"Iori."

"Ok……?"

Iori opened his eyes and found himself lying on the dining table, it seems that he must have accidentally slept for a while.

"How can you sleep here, you'll catch a cold."

Guichuan was looking at him, he was wearing a suit.

"Is the friendship over?"

"Ah, yes. I didn't want to go at first, but the president insisted on telling me to go. They asked me to renew the stall, but I declined because the obligation has been fulfilled."

"You don't have to worry about it, just go directly."

As soon as I said it, I immediately thought in my heart why I would say such a thorny thing, but Iori still said it.

"Even if you don't come, I don't care."

Kifune looked at him in surprise.

Ah, why do you say such things.It must have been because he was drunk.What if Guichuan is really angry and goes back?

Then he burst out laughing.

"what……?"

Did you say anything strange?Why is your boat laughing?

"Iori, what are you? Are you jealous?"

"Jealous...?"

jealous, jealous, jealousy.

Kifune hugged Iori tightly from behind the chair as if he couldn't hold it anymore.

"I'm so happy, it's the first time you say such a thing."

Iori suffered a severe shock.jealous?Are you jealous of your ship?

No, it's impossible.This kind of thing, this kind of thing——

On the table was a shopping bag with the name of a high-end supermarket printed on it.

"What did you buy?"

Because he wanted to change the subject too much, Iori shook off Kifune and stood up directly, looking into the bag.

Inside is fresh cream, and then there is a white bag with blue and red patterns. The words written on it should be in French.

"The day after tomorrow is Iori's birthday, right?"

Hearing what he said, he turned his head to look at the calendar.

"what……"

That's right, I completely forgot about it.

Have you ever mentioned your birthday to him?The only thing I can be sure of is that I don't know your boat's birthday.

"I really want to give you some presents, but you don't seem to accept them, so I'm going to bake you a cake."

"cake……?"

I remember he did say that he could make dim sum.

"You don't need to buy it specially. You should have things like flour at home."

The things my wife bought back should still be in their original state.

"Because the opportunity is rare. Génoise, the so-called sponge cake, the quality is easily affected by the flour."

"Is that so?"

"White rice also tastes different depending on the type of rice, right?"

"That's right..."

Of course Iori had never baked a cake.

Kifune put the whipped cream in the refrigerator first, then took off his suit jacket.That being said, this was the first time he was seen in a suit in this room.

It gave people the illusion that he went to work from here and then went home.If only that was the case.Iori suppressed this desire that made people feel pain inside.

Kifune stretched out his hand, stroking Iori's cheek with the pad of his thumb, his gesture was extremely loving.

Then, with his fingers around his jaw, he pulled his face away.Kiss the lips of Guichuan lightly, expressing love.

"Your ship?"

"Because you showed an expression that you wanted to kiss."

The next kiss invaded from the gap between the lips, passing the desire over.

Iori responded to him.

Tongues went up and entangled together.

Just when he felt that the kiss was too long and it was difficult to breathe, his lips left.

Kifune's fingers gently inserted between Iori's hair.

"Iori, have you taken a shower yet? It's still a little wet."

"Huh? Ah, before I make dinner."

"Really. Then..."

He was really very happy and said this:

"It doesn't matter where I lick it."

"...!"

Iori's body immediately became hot.

What the hell is this man talking about?

"Iori is so cute, you should get used to it by tomorrow."

"It's all because you said something strange!"

The downcast face was about to burst into flames.

"Maybe."

Kifune's fingers started playing with Iori's hair again.

"One of my favorite things to do is to make you feel shy. Let the tightly closed you open because of your own heat, and then melt softly."

Through the trousers, Kifune stretched out one arm to wrap around Iori's waist, and the other hugged his back.

"In this way, you will emit a sweet smell to lure me, please eat you."

His hands seemed to be carefully confirming the center of the back section by section.