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"It's useless to be angry!" Ionuma thought she was so cute, so he couldn't help pinching her cheeks and declared as if he was claiming sovereignty: "You are going to be bullied by me anyway, you can't escape!"
Huacheng Xingzi looked at him with a hint of resentment in her expression, and whispered: "Be gentle next time..."
The phoenix eyes are blurred, and the charming eyes are full of spring.
"What if it's not light?" Iinuma Isao asked.
"It's still like this. Sooner or later, I will be spoiled by you..." Huacheng Xingzi complained, then smiled a little weakly, stretched out her arms around his neck, and the two of them were close to each other.
By now, she no longer had to be frank to let the boy understand her feelings.
This tough-minded woman, who is nearly forty years old, has been single for many years and cherishes her body; her holy mind and body never make any inappropriate thoughts, let alone accept the love between men and women.
But now, just after the family catastrophe was over, she quickly fell into the boy's love.
It was as if after a cold winter and an early spring with bleak sunshine, in late spring when the flowers and plants were still weak, she was suddenly blown by a moist sea breeze, and a strange girl-like feeling sprouted in her heart.
Although love came late, it was exceptionally warm and innocent.
Like a girl who has just begun to fall in love.
However, she is not a real girl after all.
As a high-society lady, although she has committed herself to him, she must not forget that she should act solemnly, be strict with herself, and be good at controlling her inner impulses.
She has accepted Axun's love.
She will also give her love to Axun, but she will be more cautious and shoulder the responsibilities of an elder.
The time spent quietly holding each other passed quickly.
Huacheng Xingzi suddenly felt something pressing against her buttocks. She was afraid that he would not be able to hold back, so she quickly wrapped herself tightly in the quilt. Then she looked at him with her phoenix eyes and whispered, "Can you comb my hair for me?"
This tone is super soft and cute!
She had taken a shower and slept again, her hair disheveled.
"I'm not very good at combing my hair." Ionuma Isao declared in advance.
"It doesn't matter, you can comb it as you like." Huacheng Xingzi took out the comb and hairpin from the bag beside the bed and handed them over.
There is a dressing mirror next to the bed.
She turned around and faced the mirror.
She was sitting, and Ionuma Isao knelt behind her, picking up the comb and stroking her smooth black hair.
Seeing his gentle expression and movements in the mirror, Huacheng Xingzi's narrow and majestic phoenix eyes narrowed unconsciously, as if she was very comfortable.
It looks like a cat being petted.
"I really don't know how to do it. If it looks ugly, don't be angry."
Ionuma Isao combed her hair, then picked it up and put it on her head.
According to the way I remember tying my mother's hair, put a hairpin through the middle and wrap the hair around the hairpin several times.
Soon, a simple and fashionable bun was put up.
Ionuma Isao looked left and right and was very dissatisfied with the results.
Although it’s not ugly, it’s too simple, which is much worse than my aunt’s previous neat and complicated style.
"Why don't you do it yourself?" Iinuma Isao reached out to take off the hairpin.
However, Huacheng Xingzi shouted softly: "Don't move! I think it looks good, so let's do it."
"Are you really satisfied?" Ionuma Isao expressed doubts.
"I said good-looking means good-looking!" Huacheng Xingzi replied without any doubt.
She looked in the mirror, turned her head left and right for a long time, and nodded with satisfaction.
Then, she turned around again, looked at the boy, and said with a casual expression: "I remember, Sister Xun usually wears her hair in a bun like this, right?"
"...Ha, haha!" Iinuma Isao laughed dryly.
It's coming, the assignment is coming.
Huacheng Xingzi looked at him with a casual expression: "Who is more beautiful, me or Sister Xun?"
"Of course you are prettier!" Ionuma Isao replied without hesitation, "Mom is naturally one of the best beauties, but compared to you, auntie, huh, you are down a level!"
Huacheng Xingzi looked at him suspiciously, then turned to look in the mirror.
"……Really?"
The young man nodded solemnly: "Of course it's true."
Looking at myself in the mirror, the mistress's majestic phoenix eyes suddenly lowered a little shyly: "Didn't you lie to me?"
"Of course I didn't lie to you!" Iinuma Isao assured, patting his chest, "Iinuma Isao never lies!"
In fact, it was just a lie, and Huacheng Xingzi didn't care.
What she wants is that he thinks she is the best attitude. Whether it is actually true or not is not important.
"Go and get my outer clothes for me."
"it is good!"
Ionuma climbed out of the window and brought back her underwear and black dress that were hanging in the yard.
The dress, which was originally full of joyful remnants, was washed clean and soaked up enough sunlight to emit a faint fragrance.
"I'm changing clothes, what are you still doing in the house?"
"Of course it's up to you to change!"
"You can see, but don't touch it!"
Huacheng Xingzi warned, then got out of the mat naked and got dressed in front of him.
It was the setting sun now, and the setting sun shining in through the window dyed her beautiful body the red of maple leaves.
After putting on her bra, her flat belly and soft breasts, which exposed the tip of the iceberg, also turned red... Then she put the black dress on her body, locking the spring color all over her body in her clothes.
Ionuma Isao just watched, watching her carefully buttoning every button of her coat and standing in the mirror to smooth out all the wrinkles on her clothes. She did all this meticulously, like some kind of ritual.
Finally, she put on slightly translucent flesh-colored garter stockings, black velvet high heels, and sunglasses.
The old-fashioned and serious matron became a fashionable mature lady.
"Go say goodbye to Qingxue and prepare to go home." She greeted the boy to go out.
Opening the sliding door, Ionuma Isao stepped forward and suddenly felt the ground was slippery.
I looked down and saw a puddle of slightly sticky water, but I didn't know where it came from.
"What's wrong?" Huacheng Xingzi looked over.
Ionuma Isao shook his head: "Nothing."
He remembered that when he was punishing his aunt in the room, his talent seemed to sense someone walking outside the door...
Leave the guest room and walk to the lobby of Kagura-den.
Yue Jianli Qingxue was lying on the sofa, her posture was lazy and her eyes were blurred.
"Qingxue." Huacheng Xingzi shouted and walked over.
"Come on, you guys go back, I want to rest, don't bother me..." Yue Jianli Qingxue waved her hands quickly.
For some reason, her voice was hoarse.
"Okay, let's go back first. You have a good rest." Huacheng Xingzi stopped and bowed slightly, "Thank you very much for your enlightenment today and your reception. Come to my place next time, and I will receive you well. you."
"Okay~"
The fox on the sofa suddenly closed his legs.
There was a snap.
The white and greasy thigh meat rippled slightly under the impact.
"Bring out your Axun to entertain me..." The fox let out a charming laugh.
"If it's for this reason, then you'd better not come!" Huacheng Kyoko glanced at her bestie angrily, then couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckled, then turned to glare at Ionuma Isao, signaling him to leave quickly.
"We're going back, see you Aunt Qingxue."
"Mmmmm~"
Tsukimi Rikiyuki got up from the sofa.
Those foxy eyes looked at the two people leaving, showing a trace of insidiousness and cunning.
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When we walked out of Hachimangu Shrine, it was already evening.
A group of crows flew from east to west, passing overhead and heading towards Kanagawa.
There are many clouds in the sky.
The sunlight was cut by the clouds, and one side of each street was shrouded in shadow, while the other side was filled with sunlight; golden-purple light shone across the streets, making it dazzling.
Passing by the flower market at noon, Huacheng Xingzi slowed down.
She lingered in front of the blooming roses, admiring the charming flowers with ecstasy.
Around her, everyone's face was bathed in the warm sunset, and the fragrant fragrance lingered around them, floating along the clothes and flowing to the mouth, caressing the cheeks very softly and gently, making people intoxicated.
She walked around in the fragrance of flowers, her eyes never leaving the flowers on both sides.
She didn't buy anything, she just held the boy's hand and simply enjoyed shopping with her boyfriend.
She had never been in such a mood before.
Before meeting Ionuma Isao, her life was all about work and she never felt lonely.
But after meeting Ionuma Isao, it was like a blind man who suddenly saw the light and no longer wanted to endure any more loneliness.
Everyone around looked at the brother-sister couple with envy.
Gradually, Huacheng Xingzi's cheeks turned red, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.
The breath of spring and happiness rushed through her veins, all the way to her head; sniffing the countless delicate flowers, she seemed to be leaning over a wine vat that had just opened the lid, and was a little dizzy with drunkenness. .