"Five to nine" ignores

Riyako pushed Renji Hachiya who was holding her in her arms, "Let go quickly, it's time to get up."

"Don't..." Renji Hachiya retorted in a daze, and subconsciously hugged Masako Moriya tighter.

After struggling unsuccessfully, Masako Mori couldn't hold back and kicked Renji Hachiya hard, "Get up quickly, if you dare to stay in bed, you are not allowed to go out with me today."

Renji Hachiya, who was caught off guard by Masako Mori and kicked him mercilessly, had a distorted and clear expression. When he came to his senses, he rolled over and pressed Masako Mori under his body, as if he was about to kiss him.

Masako Moriya quickly covered her face, and then kicked the person on top of her again.

After being kicked solidly to Hachiya again, Lianji grunted, lowered his head and buried his head in the pillow, and flirted in Masako Moori's ear, "Masako, you are really capable of crossing rivers and tearing down bridges. Did Masako play?"

The first sentence of this passage was spoken by Renji Hachiya in blunt Chinese, and the next sentence was changed into Japanese, with an ambiguous tone and provocative words.

"Hehe." Masako Mori sneered twice, raised her eyebrows at Renji Hachiya, "You've learned idioms well, but..." At this point, she stretched out her hand to pinch her boyfriend's cheek, and pulled hard, "May I ask you to wash up before flirting!"

Renji Hachiya didn't feel unhappy at being played by his girlfriend like this, he spoke with difficulty, his voice was out of tune, "Koyi."

After a lot of tossing and going into the bathroom, Masako Mori washed her face first, then reached for the brand-new toiletries that had been disassembled on the sink, and took a moment to squeeze out the toothpaste and start brushing her teeth.

Coming out of the bathroom refreshed, he saw Renji Hachiya, who was only wearing a pair of pants, still lying on the bed.

Masako Mori was helpless, and didn't bother to correct Hachiya Renji's completely different living habits from hers. She walked over and pulled the quilt that she had kicked to the end of the bed, and put it back on Hachiya Renji.

"The air conditioner is still on, so be careful to catch a cold."

Renji Hachiya, who was lying sideways on the bed wondering what he was thinking about, came back to his senses, turned over and looked at Masako Mori.

Masako Maori couldn't hold back her heart when he looked at him obediently. She leaned over and kissed him on the forehead before asking a question with a smile.

"What do you want for breakfast?"

Renji Hachiya stayed for a while before regaining consciousness, and subconsciously shook her head when she heard this question, "I just called the customer service and asked them to bring up breakfast."

Masako Mori nodded, "Alright, then you can rest for a while."

While talking, the phone rang, and Masako Mori reflexively reached for the phone that she had just dropped by the pillow when she heard the familiar ringtone.

It wasn't until she touched her phone with her finger that she realized that it wasn't her phone that was ringing.

Masako Mori grabbed Renji Hachiya's cell phone without changing her face and reached into the pillow to feel it.

They all have the same ringtone for incoming calls, and it's normal to get the phones wrong once in a while.

only……

Maori Masako couldn't hold back and taught him another lesson, "I told you that you are not allowed to put your mobile phone under the pillow after going to bed, why didn't you listen to it?"

Then without looking at it, he swiped open the screen of the phone to unlock it and connected the call.

"Hello, Mr. Lian." A shy girl's voice came from the opposite side.

Masako Mori froze for a moment, took the phone away from her ear and looked at it in front of her eyes.

——Amiya Jasmine.

He has a name and a surname, and looks very innocent.

But Masako Mori snorted coldly, and rolled her eyes at her boyfriend who didn't understand why.

"your phone."

After speaking, he threw the phone on the bed, turned around and left the bedroom, completely ignoring whether the phone might hit the other party.

seventh dirt

Before Renji Hachiya came out of the bedroom, the hotel room attendant had already brought the breakfast up.

Masako Mori was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast.

Medium-boiled poached eggs, a fruit sandwich, and a cup of yogurt.

The knife and fork cut the poached eggs in a mess, and the plates with sticky egg yolks were everywhere.

There was still some egg yolk left on the tip of the knife in her hand, Masako Moriya looked up at Renji Hachiya who came out of the bedroom with a confused expression, and suddenly let go of her hand.

The stainless steel tableware made a harsh sound when it hit the ceramic plate, breaking the original quiet atmosphere in the room at once.

But the instigator didn't even raise his eyebrows.

Seeing this, Renji Hachiya didn't know that his girlfriend was sulking because of the phone call just now.

Although he was secretly happy that the phone call came at the right time, he thought that he was insignificant in Masako Maori's heart, but it was impossible to show it on his face, so he just coughed a few times pretending to attract Masako Maori. attention.

"Say something straight." Masako Moriya leaned on her elbow, clenched her fingers into a fist to support her cheek, and glanced at him lazily, her eyes were difficult to distinguish between joy and anger.

The floor-to-ceiling windows behind her let in the sunlight without blocking it, which made her fair skin even more unexpectedly, and her curly chestnut hair also had a beautiful luster.

All in all, he gave this special effect full marks.

Unsurprisingly, the itching became unbearable, Renji Hachiya turned his head in a bit of embarrassment and adjusted his expression before turning his head, "Just now..."

She was interrupted by Masako Mori before she finished speaking, she showed a smile, her eyebrows were picturesque, but she said fiercely, "Shut up and eat."

The implication is that he doesn't want to listen to Renji Hachiya's explanation.

Of course, there was nothing to explain this trivial matter, and she was not so inferior that she felt that every girl who called her boyfriend had the intention of robbing him of a man.

Even if there is, it's useless for her to guard against it, the main thing is the attitude of Renji Hachiya.

Putting on a jealous look first is not only a little unhappy in my heart, but also to prevent my little boyfriend from reacting later and feel that he doesn't take it seriously and lose his temper.

Masako Moriya stared at Renji Hachiya's youthful face for a few moments, sighed in her heart, and at the same time stretched out her hand to him, "Mobile phone."

No, it really is better to change the position of the above two quantifiers.

Masako Mori took the mobile phone handed over by Renji Hachiya.

Renji Hachiya changed her mobile phone number directly after dating Masako Mori, and distanced herself from her former friends. Even MSA also re-registered an account. There are not many friends in it, and most of them are friends. It's a man, so there's no need to worry.

So Masako Mori clicked on Twitter, took a photo of Renji Hachiya's disheveled appearance, and uploaded it without editing it.

"Masako, what did you do?" Renji Hachiya called out in horror.

"Clean up your rivals." She waved the phone in her hand to him.

"I've already put a very safe distance away from those girls." Renji Hachiya rubbed her hair, not too angry at Masako Mori's casual photoshoot.

"Oh." Masako Moriya replied indifferently, then stood up suddenly and walked in front of Renji Hachiya.

She stood on tiptoe, patted her boyfriend's rosy cheeks with both hands, and squeezed vigorously, "I just want to tell those girls who have plans for you, you are still under my contract for the time being."

She looked into Renji Hachiya's eyes seriously, and emphasized word by word, "Understood, do you?"

Renji Hachiya nodded hurriedly, indicating that he understood.

"Good." Masako Maori rubbed his head, and kissed him on the corner of the lips unceremoniously.

After breakfast, Renji Hachiya posted on Twitter when Masako Mori returned to her bedroom.

When I clicked on the homepage, I received a bunch of comments.

HUYUKA: Tsk tsk tsk, Hachiya-kun seems to be very dissatisfied with desire

JUNKI: I saw a dog being abused early in the morning, I want to call the police

YUKI: Who wants to see Hachiya-kun's nude photos, begging Masako's sister to take a selfie

MASAKI: Morning, hotel, men and women... Hachiya-kun, what crime did you do?

TOMOKI: Lianji, you are disgusting!

……

After flipping through a few pages, he lost interest. Renji Hachiya yawned, put his phone on the dining table, and returned to the bedroom.

Masako Mori is changing clothes.

The nightdress was taken off and thrown aside, and Masako Mori was wearing a bra with her back turned to him.

The light blue color and fair skin complement each other, coupled with the slender waist and smooth skin, the visual experience is not uncomfortable.

Masako Mori buttoned the bra to the third row with the touch.

After adjusting the looseness of the shoulder straps, Masako Mori casually draped the hair that had just been gathered in front of her chest back.

The clothes to be worn today have been taken out by her and placed on the bed.

A white casual shirt and a beige knitted sweater, a dusty pink skirt and nude square heels.

As soon as Masako Maori stretched out her hand, her whole body was suddenly embraced into the warm chest of the man.

Masako Mori was stunned for a moment, and when she realized it, she had already been pressed on the bed by Renji Hachiya.

And still facing away from him in this rather awkward posture.

"Hey!" My heart suddenly became uneasy, and Masako Maori struggled subconsciously.

"I just want to hug Masako." Renji Hachiya hugged her tighter and tighter as he spoke. It felt more like a heart-to-soul touch than a direct skin-to-skin contact.

Mori Masako fell silent for a moment.

Plop - plop -

She buried her ears in the quilt with her face sideways, so she could feel her own heartbeat, and with her back pressed against his chest without any gaps, she could also feel his heartbeat.

She vaguely had the illusion that the heartbeats of the two overlapped