The Yukinoshita family wants me to confess

The room was quiet.

Only the sound of my own heartbeat came.

Is auntie asleep?

He turned over and quietly opened his eyes.

The light was very dim, and I couldn't see anything clearly, only a vague glimpse of a shadow.

are you asleep?

Hirakawa Hideo approached quietly.

Of course, it was only a little closer, and he didn't have the guts to do something deviant, especially when the other party was still in a dream.

Sniffing gently, the tip of the nose is a familiar fragrance.

He adjusted his posture, closed his eyes, and fell asleep smiling.

However, his action seemed to wake up the people around him.

Not long after I closed my eyes.

"Xiu, can't you sleep?"

Xuemu's melodious voice came from beside her ears, very close and very soft.

The voice quietly sounded and echoed in the quiet room.

There is a very warm feeling.

The restless heart also slowly calmed down.

"Ah, no, maybe it's because I drank tea at night, I don't feel very sleepy."

Hirakawa Hideo was embarrassed to say that he had been thinking wildly, and used the tea he drank a long time ago as an excuse.

"That's it."

The voice was so soft that Hirakawa Hideo wondered if he had heard it wrong.

She seems to have said such a sentence, but it seems that she has not said it.

"Is the quilt too thick, do you feel hot?"

After a while, Xuemu's voice sounded again.

This time it was a little louder than before, and the voice was not heavy, but it was clearly heard by Ping Chuanxiu.

At night, just listening to that melodious voice always made him feel that his aunt had become much softer.

"Fortunately, the weather is not too hot tonight, and I can bear it."

That being said, even though it was raining and the weather was cool, it was still too hot to sleep with such a thick quilt.

Hirakawa Hideo only covered half of his body with a corner of the quilt, but he still felt that that part was a little hot, while the part not covered by the quilt was a little cold.

It doesn't feel good.

As he spoke, he quietly moved the quilt away a little.

PS:

This chapter is a supplement to last night's chapter. Both chapters are only [-] words long, and together they are a complete chapter. If the lazy cancer has not been committed, there should be another chapter tonight.

Chapter 110 Who Knows Girls' Thoughts

While Hirakawa Hideo was lying on Xuemu's bed, on the other side, Yang Nao was not sleeping as Hirakawa Hideo imagined.

The light was on in the bedroom.

Yang Nai was rummaging around in Hirakawa Hideo's room wearing a top.

Under the warm light, the exposed thighs were covered with an ambiguous color, the buttocks hidden under the movement were faintly visible, and a pair of slender legs were lively in the room.

"Where is it……"

Yang Nao kept searching on Hirakawa Hideo's desk and bookcase, muttering from time to time.

According to her understanding, Hirakawa Hideo usually put the notebooks in these places, but she couldn't find them after looking through them. She even searched all kinds of boxes under the bed and in the room, but still couldn't find them.

This is the second time she has searched on the bookcase.

Has he really changed his temper?

Yang Nai pursed his lips, and a look of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

A quarter of an hour later.

Yang Nai, whose skin was dripping with sweat, sat slumped on the bed, with his hands spread out.

exhausted.

I didn't expect him to hide it so deep, and I haven't found it after searching for so long.

The mountains hidden under the white coat undulate with breath.

A little sweat wets the skin, making it look crystal clear, and under the warm light, it has a different kind of charm.

Originally, I wanted to find out the notebook he hid to laugh at him.

Yang Nai's outstretched hands clenched powerlessly into fists.

After a day of running around, I was already exhausted, and after sleeping for a while, I forced myself to get up to find Hirakawa Hideo's notebook, and my body could hardly support it.

Panting, the tip of the nose is heavy and slightly short of breath.

He stared blankly at the ceiling with the lights on.

The light was a bit dazzling, and the eyes instinctively shifted the focus, making the vision blurred.

Do not know why.

At this time of physical and mental exhaustion, the situation of last night appeared in my mind.

As if he was still riding on him, the feeling of skin-to-skin contact resurfaced strangely.

His hips moved down on his belly.

The hot feeling came very clearly, as if returning to that moment.

"You pervert!"

Even his own voice has become blurred, but he clearly remembers that feeling.

Feelings of panic and nervousness came together.

strangeness.

He was obviously still lying down, why did he remember that feeling.

Yang Nai bit his lip and let it go, his face was full of unwillingness, but the blush filled his whole face, and a layer of mist floated in his eyes.

Those slender legs rubbed unconsciously.

Yang Nai turned over and buried his face in the quilt.

The mattress seemed to smell of him.

They never cared about these things before, even if they shared the same bed, they wouldn't think of anything.

But for some reason, today she clearly felt that this was her younger brother, a mattress that a boy had slept on.

Slowly crawled into bed like a bug.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the smell coming from the tip of my nose seems to be a little different from usual.

It is the breath of the opposite sex.

For some reason, my heart became flustered.

The body is numb.

He twisted his body unconsciously, as if to resist the feeling that was still in his buttocks.

But it didn't work at all.

Blame that silly brother!

If it wasn't for him, how could he become like this.

Yang Nai gritted her teeth, she felt as if her whole face was burning hot.

"Xiu, I won't forgive you!"

Yang Nai silently said something in his heart.

The blush on his face didn't fade away, but got deeper and deeper.

Outside the window, under the vast night, the branches and leaves are dripping with dew, gathering into drops and falling down.

On that flushed face, the pupils were full of water and ripples.

PS:

There are too many homework recently, so I hurriedly wrote a little bit and posted it, and continued to stay up late to write hundreds of articles.

Chapter 110 Three Unexpected Encounters

The car went through a long tunnel, and further on, it was the place where the boy lived.

Sayuri was not interested in this area at first, but during that time, she had been here many times.Before I knew it, I became familiar with this road.

The night sky was all white.

I just came out for a ride, why did I come here.

Sayuri looked at the familiar park outside the window and sighed.

For some reason, I keep thinking of that boy lately.

Didn't I accidentally run into each other a while ago...

Do you still have a souvenir?

Sayuri parked the car here.

She is no stranger to this place, she always parked her car here, and then waited for the boy who sneaked out of the house to have a tryst with herself.

If I hadn't refused at that time...

Sayuri glanced out of the window resentfully, and there was no one in the park.

It rained lightly during the day, until night, there were still some puddles on the ground.

The humid air seemed a little cold.

At this point in time, basically no one will appear in this kind of place.

Even couples who prefer to be alone are rare.

She stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar place outside the window.

There was no one there.

But she still stared blankly, harboring a trace of unrealistic fantasy.

Expect someone to show up out of the blue.

for a long time.

She buried her head limply on the steering wheel.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she was clearly aware at this moment that she still had some souvenirs.

Originally thought that parting was farewell.

I didn't expect to meet again.

And I still have a faint expectation.

Are you really that shameless?Knowing that the other party is her daughter's classmate, she still misses him so shamelessly.

She opened her eyes, her face was pressed against her hands, and her hands were pressed against the plate in the room, her eyes were a little bewildered.

The sky at that time seemed to be as gray as it is now.

Like it's going to rain.