The other world starts with debt

Especially the light rain brushing across Ito Yuezhi's face, adding fuel to his depressed mood, making him frown.

"Huh~"

Take a deep breath, exhale, and let your restless heart gradually calm down.

Walking out of the tram station, Ito Yuezhi jogged on the road, splashing mud stains on his trouser legs, raindrops kept falling, wetting his clothes, but Ito Yuezhi was unaware.

Arriving at the dojo, Ito Yuezhi walked through the courtyard familiarly, ready to go to Miyajima Tsubaki's room.

However, when passing the dojo, he glanced inadvertently and found that there was a figure in the dojo, kneeling in the center of the spacious dojo.

In the spacious dojo, the lights were not turned on at this time, and the sunlight outside the house was mostly blocked by dark clouds, leaving only a few rays of light shining into the dojo, so the dojo seemed very dim.

The figure sat cross-legged with his back facing the direction of Ito Yuezhi.

But Ito Yuezhi still recognized it at first sight. The figure was Tsubaki Miyajima.

The figure was very long, and the dark blue long hair was tied into a ponytail, hanging high above the head, exuding a mysterious beauty.

Under the white jade neck, a piece of white skin was exposed.

Miyajima Tsubaki was wearing a dojo uniform. The close-fitting and thin fabric outlined the curves of the body. From the back, the oversized dumplings could still be vaguely observed.

Following the graceful lines, the dojo uniform was sharply gathered at the waist, and the waist was tied up. The slender waist was like a willow branch, which was full and slender.

Because it was a kneeling posture, Miyajima Tsubaki's slender and well-proportioned legs and calves were folded and pressed under the thighs.

However, this posture made her round and plump peach present an amazing arc, as round as a full moon, and as elastic as jelly, as if it would jump out at any time, fully showing the surplus of mature women.

"Pah, pah..."

"Aunt Tsubaki!"

Walking next to Miyajima Tsubaki, Ito Yuezhi shouted.

Standing in this position, Ito Yuezhi could see Miyajima Tsubaki more clearly.

She crossed her arms on the left side of her chest, her left elbow pressed on her right wrist, her eyes were closed, and her whole body showed a dignified and elegant posture.

Unconsciously, Ito Yuezhi was stunned.

However, Ito Yuezhi quickly came to his senses. Aunt Tsubaki is now "having a fever"!

"Aunt Tsubaki, you are still having a fever. Let's go back to the room and rest."

However, he was responded to by silence.

"Aunt Tsubaki!"

Ito Yuezhi said in a worried tone, half squatted down, moved to the side of Miyajima Tsubaki, and touched her forehead.

'Hmm? It's not hot! '

Seeing that she was exposed, Miyajima Tsubaki slowly opened her eyes, and her narrow eyes flashed with a deep light.

"Zhijun, I was actually lying to you. I don't have a fever. In fact, my body has never been so expectant at this moment, so... trembling with excitement."

Ito Yuezhi didn't care that Miyajima Tsubaki changed his name from "Xiaozhi" to "Zhijun".

He just looked at Miyajima Tsubaki in confusion and held her little hand, which was still as tender as a girl.

"Aunt Tsubaki, in fact, if you want me to come to the dojo to see you, just tell me, you don't have to pretend to be sick."

"Because, Aunt Tsubaki is an important family member of mine!"

"..."

"Hua La La——"

Outside Miyajima Dojo, the raindrops that were originally gently hitting the ground gradually began to become dense, and the water curtain in the sky seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force.

The raindrops became larger and faster, and the sound of hitting the ground became louder and louder.

In the dojo, Miyajima Tsubaki stared blankly at Ito Yuezhi who suddenly showed a gentle smile in front of him. His left hand, which was not held, tightly grasped the collar, and the neat clothes were wrinkled.

Thump, thump...

My heart is beating so fast!

Two blushes appeared on her fair and tender face, and her beautiful eyes also had seductive ripples.

The eyes staring at Ito Yuezhi became deeper and more sticky, as if to melt Ito Yuezhi.

‘My family’s Zhijun, so gentle, so cute, I want to,! I want to! I want to... I want to eat him immediately! ’

For a long time, Miyajima Tsubaki’s unscrupulous gaze made Ito Yuezhi feel a little shy. He touched his nose uncomfortably, and Ito Yuezhi reminded him.

“Aunt Tsubaki?”

After that, Miyajima Tsubaki slightly restrained his increasingly hot gaze.

"Zhi Jun."

"I'm here."

"Am I beautiful?"

Hearing this, Ito Yuezhi stared at Miyajima Tsubaki's pretty face carefully.

Auntie Tsubaki, it seems that you have put on makeup today.

Exquisite facial features, perfect contours.

Her lips are rosy and plump, as delicate as rose petals, with an attractive pink color, eyes like crystal grapes, long and curled eyelashes, curved, as charming as a crescent moon.

But with a little makeup, her face is even more charming.

"Beautiful."

Miyajima Tsubaki smiled, her smile was full of spring.

"Call me Tsubaki!"

"Hmm. Hmm?"

Her left hand suddenly pressed on Ito Yuezhi's chest, and she turned sideways. Her seemingly slender legs burst out with powerful strength at this time, supporting her body and pressing Ito Yuezhi down.

"Bang"

The wooden floor made a dull sound, Ito Yuezhi fell on it, and Miyajima Tsubaki sat on him, her plump legs clamped around his waist.

"Shaha-Shaha-"

Ito looked up and looked up. At this time, Miyama Tsui was holding a pretty face with both hands, and the cheeks on both sides were permeated with a pathological blush. , Fastened and aggressive.

But there is a different kind of beauty, laughing like flowers, and the beauty is suffocating.

"Aunt Chun?"

Ito stopped gently.

Miyashima stretched out his index finger against Ito's stop.

"Hush ... don't move."

Miyashima leaned down and near Ito's ears.

"It's all said, call me Chun."

""

Looking at Miyazyatsu stared nervously at himself, the intoxicating waves were flowing in those eyes, as if carrying electricity and dizzy people.

Ito stopped mood a little complicated.

‘When did my relationship with Aunt Chun deteriorate?

Ito has always been very respectful to Mira and two aunts.

However, for Aunt Mira, although he also maintained his elders, but because Aunt Mira never concealed his thoughts, he often made some intimate moves on Ito, so that Ito has stopped it early Take her as a heterosexual.

Compared with Mira, Miyaza Tsubaki has been cultivated for more than ten years, and his temperament has become restrained, at least on the surface.

Although she has also had intimate interaction with Ito, she did not have too much. Over time, Ito stopped his respect for Miyashima Tsubaki than the love of the opposite sex.

... ...

The thoughts were gathered, and Ito looked at Miyajima lying in his arms, the white skin exposed by the collar, the hair scattered, and ...

Ito stopped bowing his head and looked at the curved surface squeezed out of the dumplings. The faint cyan blood vessels on the skin were looming. Miyaza Tsubaka had a small mole, which was very conspicuous.

The throat seemed to be held by a slight silk thread, and his throat creeping was difficult to move. For a long time, Ito stopped saying hard.

"... Chun."

"Um."

A gently responded, very sweet, Miyama Tsubaka was a little stunned, as if returning to the girlhood, and once again taste the sweet love.

It was difficult to ban itself, Miyaza Tsubaka kissed Ito's stopped lips, and the teeth were grinding on the soft lips. The touch of the lips was as delicate as silk.

Rouyi consciously groped to his waist, lifted Ito's slightly moist top, and slowly moved his fingertips on his edges and corners, stroking, and eventually staying on his flat navel.

"啵 ~"

The lips were split, Miyajima gasped, and looked at Ito's stops with bright light.

Picked up the wooden knife displayed next to it, Miyama Tsubaki stood up, holding high, holding the handle, and the sword refers to Ito to stop.

"Zhijun!"

"Come on!"

"Then ... defeat me! Conquer me!"

The wet rain wind floats in the empty dojo, and the long single ponytails tied to the head of Miyajima.

She made her look clean and up -ended, like a powerful female swordsman.

Ito stopped blinking his eyes, looking at Miyaza Tsui in front of him, his heartbeat was a bit fast.

Wuyun is more and more accumulated. The whole city seems to be shrouded in a huge shady, and the city has become a paradise for visiting.

In Miyaza Dojo, the two moods were just like the storms outside at this time, and they were surging.

Ito stopped holding his body, and then saw a dojo suit and a wooden sword next to Miyaza Tsubaki kneeling. It was his.

Previously, the charm displayed by Miyama Tsubaka ignored the items placed next to it for a while.

The blood was boiling, and the victory of his heart rose, making Ito's widening war soared.

"good!"

Picking up the dojo clothes, Ito stopped going to the locker room to change clothes.

"Wait, Zhijun."

Miyaza Tsubaka called Ito to stop.

"Change here, there is no need to waste time."

"So, protective gear?"

"no need!"

I took a serious look at Miyaza Tsubaki, and Ito stopped nodding.

"good."

He took off his shirt and pants, threw them aside, naked upper body, wearing only a pair of pants, standing in place.

The dojo is very dark, and the light seems to be covered by some mysterious veil, leaving only a touch of hazy. Under this faint light and shadow, Ito's stopping figure gradually appeared.

His muscle outline is perfect as sculpture, and every inch line reveals the combination of strength and beauty.

Miyashima stared quietly at Ito's stop, and every trace of muscle texture floated with his movements, presented clearly in front of her.

‘Very perfect flesh ...’

Miyaza Tsubaka admired, very calm, of course, it just looked calm on the surface. Her tight clothing was deeply depressed in the folds of the plump thighs.

‘Only such a powerful man can make me happy! ‘

For a strong yearning, even if he becomes a mother, his personality is softer, and Miyaza Tsubaki has never given up.

Just like the essence of the girl hidden deep in her heart, Mu Qiang's heart has never changed.