sin game

Since that day, Gintoki never visited Hasegawa again.

I don't know what kind of expression to use to meet him, and I don't know what kind of relationship we have with each other.

Of course, he never came to find himself.

Every day, I unconsciously think of him many times.Whether it's at work, when you're in a daze, or when you're sleeping.

Have you really become a puberty girl?

Obviously very repulsive, but the thoughts always act first.

It's really annoying.

Yinshi lay lazily on the window sill, wandering around blankly.

Hey, what does it feel like to like someone?Will it be such a miss?

Cut, I don't like it.It's obviously a lonely game between uncles, do you still take it seriously?

Stupid.

"Ah, I will wither the irrigated silver mulberry without sugar!" Gintoki stood up and stretched, and the sight outside the window was wider.

The familiar corner of the clothes floated into the pupils without warning.

Hasegawa was holding the pocket of Oedo Supermarket and stood downstairs in Master House, pacing back and forth alone, and some cigarette butts had already accumulated on the ground.

Gintoki leaned forward and caught a glimpse of the strawberry-colored box in the pocket of the supermarket.

He grinned uncontrollably.

Uncle awkward.

Hasegawa stretched out his foot and stamped out the cigarette butt that was about to burn out.

By the way, which one is this?Ah, what the hell, and then pulled out another one to continue lighting.

Should we go up?

I said how can this kind of tension be the same as when I first fell in love? Hey!

Just passing by to see you?Then what happened to the strawberry milk you bought, and it also comes with a drink when passing by?Are you doing sales promotion?

So the boss took the wrong milk, anyway, he didn't like the taste, so he brought it to you?

Hey hey hey, it's too deliberate!Why did you take it as mustard flavor, I said!

Well, that's why I don't know why strawberry milk is on my hand?

..., this is too lame, isn't it?Why don't you say that this milk is haunting me, so I have no choice but to buy it!

It will definitely be seen, and it will definitely be ridiculed.

Hasegawa was engrossed in imagining all kinds of excuses for going upstairs to see Gintoki and the reasons for rejecting himself, without even noticing that a figure had been standing beside him for quite a while.

Seeing the change of expression on his face, Gintoki smiled warmly.

"I said uncle, have you changed your job to perform face-changing art?" I just couldn't help but want to expose you.

"Ah... Ah Yin? Cough, cough, cough..." Because he was very nervous, he smoked too fast, coupled with Yinshi's sudden appearance, Hasegawa was choked hard.

"Huh? You can't live without doing your own crime~" He stepped forward and patted Hasegawa on the back, Gintoki squeezed out a flattering smile.

Hasegawa bent over and coughed loudly, and his ups and downs made the strawberry milk box in his pocket jump out.

"Ah, uncle, have you changed your taste?" Gintoki pointed at his pocket mischievously, his smile became brighter and brighter according to his mood.

"I...cough cough...this is...it's definitely not because I miss you...cough..." Worse, he said it out of control.

The hotness of the throat mixed with the embarrassment of speaking the truth made Hasegawa feel suffocated for a short time.

Hasegawa tentatively raised his head and looked at the other party without hearing the response that he had expected from BOC.

A face with a bright smile came into view.

Yinshi's beautiful eyes were slightly narrowed, and his mouth opened in a beautiful arc, revealing his white teeth.

Hasegawa felt that this was a very contagious sense of happiness, and even he couldn't help laughing along with it.

Hey Yin, if I knew you would be so happy, I would have come a long time ago.It's because I'm afraid that you don't want to see me again, that's why I've hesitated until now.

We are really two people who can be stupid.

The crisp sound of birdsong woke up the sweet dream of the night, Hasegawa propped himself up and sat up, the closed curtains were covered with shadows of the sun.

Rubbing his eyes, he turned his head to the other side of the bed, but he didn't see the imaginary sleeping face.

Has Ah Yin gone back?

Been with this guy for two weeks now.

Our relationship is like a moon that is only used to the dark night, many things can only happen in the dead of night.

The scorching breath, the lingering lingering.

It seems that only hugging and entanglement can calm the restlessness and loneliness in my heart.

Sometimes, I feel that such behaviors are full of sins, but I still can't help but fall again and again, as if all moral and public opinions have disappeared at this moment, and every time they touch each other, countless conflicts will be triggered. The intense and real pleasure is like an addiction that cannot be quit, making people unable to extricate themselves.Ah Yin never discussed such issues with me. He always tried to erase all the darkness and only show me the bright side.In fact, I have matured to the point where I don't need to be protected, fool, you are the little guy who likes to hide his fragility, right?

Many times, I will unconsciously miss him, want to meet him, and want to treat him well.

When we are together, I often giggle alone, and cherish every word he says to himself and every expression he shows.

Afraid that even he would disappear, so he held it carefully on the top of his heart.

It seems that I haven't treated someone so pamperingly for a long time.

Is this a kind of abnormal love?

He likes the way Yinshi occasionally shows weakness to himself, and his red eyes are filled with blood-like tenderness.I like to hear his cat-like contented sigh after eating sweets, which always makes my heart beat uncontrollably.I like to see him look happy or sad because of himself, this strong desire to control is fascinating.I like his sudden obedience in sex, want his submission, and want absolute dominance.

This is simply a perverted sense of security.

Because he is too unconfident, he is so cautious even when he loves someone.

It's just too much fear of losing.

Oh, God will not punish me for this, will he?However, even if there is a punishment, I have nothing more to lose.

How could a person like Ah Yin be restrained by an uncle like me.

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