"Five to nine" ignores

The lips of the lipstick touched his, and the voice was soft, "Good boy."

Every Sunday is a regular holiday for Masako Mori, the proprietress of the cafe chain.

But the time that should have been spent at home was shattered by the arrival of an unexpected guest, Renji Hachiya.

Masako Mori recalled the man who suddenly appeared on the bed after returning home last night, and couldn't help sighing.

It's a pity, why is this guy's professor suddenly allowed to leave?

After going out, Masako Mori suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Donghua just told me that the invitation card is with you, why didn't you take it out yesterday." Maori Masako stopped, and turned her head to look at the young man beside her who was half a head taller than herself.

"Because, as soon as I saw you, I forgot all the other unimportant things." Renji Hachiya said a little shyly, her slender and thick eyelashes drooping slightly, close in front of her eyes.

Knowing that half of him was just trying to make people happy with sweet talk, Masako Mori still couldn't resist standing on tiptoe and kissing the other person's eyes.

"Tell me some more love words like this, Lian Si, I need them, and I need you too."

second dirt

After turning around the road and going to the station to buy two bus tickets to Nanjing the day after tomorrow, Mori Masako took Hachiya Renji into a wonton shop by the side of the road.

Probably because of the time, there is not a single table of customers in the store at the moment.

After wiping the seat back and forth several times with a paper towel, Masako Mori made a decision for Renji Hachiya, who hadn't mastered Chinese yet, "A bowl of fresh shrimp wonton and a bowl of beef wonton, I'm sorry."

After saying this, she took out her mobile phone from her bag, and habitually started playing..."Nuan Nuan Around the World"...

Renji Hachiya has long been accustomed to his girlfriend's childish interest. He slowly took out the earphones from his pants pocket and put them on for himself, listening to songs to pass the time.

"Fresh shrimp wonton, please take it easy." After a while, the waiter brought the breakfast to the table. Renji Hachiya immediately took out a few pieces of paper from the tissue box to wipe the chopsticks and spoons clean, and then pushed the bowl to the table. Masako Mori.

"Stop playing games, eat quickly."

"Wait, wait! I can't pass this level." Masako Mori complained with her mouth curled up, feeling very dissatisfied with Big Meow's F ​​evaluation every time.

"I'll help you play, eat breakfast first, if you don't eat later, you will have a stomachache." Renji Hachiya advised gently, but he snatched the mobile phone from his girlfriend's hand forcefully.

"Hmph, I don't believe in the aesthetics of straight men!" Masako Mori gave a mocking snort, but obediently picked up the chopsticks resting on the edge of the bowl, "Do you understand Chinese?"

"Barely, I can guess the general idea by piecing together." Renji Hachiya stared at the screen of his mobile phone, swiped his index finger a few times, and easily got a good grade of A.

Masako Mori was dumbfounded watching.

"Cheat, it's too much, the clothes match is even weirder than mine!" It was not the first time that Maori Masako knew about Big Mew's peeing behavior, and she turned the page after complaining a little.

Just at this time, Renji Hachiya's beef ravioli was also on the table.

Masako Mori immediately and considerately took out the spoon that was about to slip into the soup, wiped it with a paper towel, "Stop playing games, eat quickly..." She was halfway through, when she suddenly remembered what Renji Hachiya had just said to herself , couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Renji Hachiya turned off the game, put the phone aside, and reached for the spoon.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to laugh all of a sudden." Masako Maori glanced at him unhappily, then picked up a wonton from her bowl with a spoon pretending to be angry, "Come and taste how it tastes."

She stuck the two bowls together, and the spoon in her hand almost reached Renji Hachiya's lips.

Renji Hachiya glanced at her helplessly, with a taste of "what kind of monster are you playing" in his eyes, and then opened his mouth very obediently.

Then Masako Maori turned the spoon in her hand and brought it to her side.

After eating a warm wonton with the delicious hot soup, Masako Mori couldn't help sticking out the tip of her bright red tongue and exhaling.

"It's a bit hot..." She complained in a low voice, her eyes turned to Renji Hachiya pointingly, and the tip of her tongue licked the bright red upper lip moistened by the hot soup.

Renji Hachiya restrained himself, and whispered in Japanese, "Masako Mori, do you dare not seduce me?"

"Hey?" Masako Mori opened her eyes innocently, and said in a coquettish voice, "I haven't done anything yet, it's obviously Renji, you are too dirty, you always think about that kind of thing."

Renji Hachiya, who was beaten up, chose to keep his mouth shut: "..."

Masako Mori, who was mentally satisfied by flirting with Renji Hachiya, ate breakfast happily.

But after a while, sister Masako, who was unwilling to be lonely, began to sprinkle dog food everywhere again.

"Liansi Liansi, I want to eat beef wontons, let's exchange."

Renji Hachiya, who knew him well, had guessed all of Masako Mori's thoughts while she was talking about the exchange but her hands didn't move at all.

He pushed the bowl over helplessly, and he got up and sat next to Masako Mori.

"What do you want to do? This is someone else's shop, what if it is discovered?"

"Hmm~" Masako Moriya raised the corners of her lips and snorted lazily from her throat, the neat fingernails that were always trimmed due to work slipped across Renji Hachiya's face. , "This is a corner, and they can't see it. Besides, my boyfriend and I show affection, don't care what they do, right?"

She purposely moved closer to Renji Hachiya so that he could clearly smell the perfume on her body—it was the perfume that Renji Hachiya gave after the two of them confirmed their relationship last year. The red lips were lightly parted, and the white teeth were very beautiful, " ...Lian Si?" She spoke softly, deliberately lowering her voice, but it was more provocative than the usual sharp whine.

"Masako is too much." Renji Hachiya put his arms around her waist, "You always tempt me like this, you know it well..." When he said this, his voice dropped, and he scooped up a grain with his other hand. The ravioli was delivered to Masako Mori's mouth.

Masako Mori obediently opened her mouth and put the wonton into her mouth, and after swallowing, she raised her head and smiled at Renji Hachiya.

Renji Hachiya was dazzled by that smile, and before he could react, Masako Moriya had already kissed his lips.

There was the taste of wonton in the mouth, and the two flavors blended together. Renji Hachiya involuntarily hugged Masako Mori's soft waist, making her chest close to his chest, and stretched one hand even more The back of the shirt touched the buttons of the underwear.

Masako Maori stopped his move, and the ambiguous silver thread was pulled out from each other's mouths. Masako Maori reached out and ran into the honest Renji No. [-] through the cloth.

"You can't go too far, if you unbutton it here, sister Masako will be very embarrassed." She wiped off the transparent liquid on Renji Hachiya's lips with her fingertips, then leaned forward and kissed her boyfriend's ear, with a wicked smile Get up, "This is your revenge for leaving hickey marks in this kind of place."

"Which elder sister would do such a thing to her younger brother? Ms. Masako Mori." Renji Hachiya held her in his arms helplessly, trying to calm down some kind of impulse.

"Of course it's standing in front of you, Renji..." Mori Masako was restless, although she no longer teased No. [-] through the cloth, she found the sensitive point of the other's earlobe and began to play with it.

The forbearance of the man next to her ear was very pleasant, and Masako Moriya sneered and spit out the wet earlobe that had been fucked by her. She couldn't help but go up and make up a few more words. The last two words were almost hummed from her throat. ,"……It's me……"

The third pollution

The two finished their breakfast after playing around, and after paying the bill, Masako Maori received a call from Japan.

After saying sorry to Renji Hachiya, Masako Mori went to a place where there were few people and answered the phone.

"Hello, Mom?"

"Masako, when are you going back to Japan? I've found some excellent blind dates for you this time. Go back to Japan and marry any of them." A female voice came from the other end of the phone, through the radio waves , which is slightly distorted.

"Sorry, mom, I don't plan to get married in the near future." Masako Mori calmly said the opposite answer.

"No plans to get married? Are you still going to use this excuse to perfuse me for a few years? It's fine if you and I ran abroad alone without knowing it. Now you are 28 years old, and you don't want to get married? Am I being ridiculed by the neighbors! Whose daughter is as old as you and still not married, you were born when I was your age!" The female voice on the other end of the phone became more and more shrill, and Masako Maori impatiently Frowning, just about to say something to hang up the phone, the person on the other end of the phone has already threatened to kill him.

"I don't care about you. If I don't hear that you have returned to China within three days, I will take your blind date to China to meet you."

"Mom!" Maori Masako cried out unbearably, "I don't want to be the second you, you are willing to sacrifice your life for the so-called 'happy marriage' in the eyes of others, that's your business, it has nothing to do with me, I don't want to wait for me All the future husbands will cheat and still cling to the marriage certificate."

"Maori Masako, you!" The woman on the other end of the phone obviously didn't expect her daughter to dare to say such a straightforward thing, and was about to give her a sharp lesson when Masako Mori hung up the phone first.