The faint fragrance of the other party's body lingered on the tip of his nose.

And the warm temperature on the tip of the tongue and the soft touch made Lorraine can't help but feel excited.

Lorraine was so teased by the other party that she couldn't help herself.

A shallow and suppressed snort came out of his throat, and he grabbed the hand that was moving underneath, and said hurriedly, "But...... I have a bad cold and it's contagious. ”

"Really?" The boy buried himself in the side of his neck and smiled lowly, "I also have a disease called "I like you", and I can also be contagious. If you're closer to me, you'll like me more, right? ”

This love story skill is really a perfect score.

Lorraine was teased by the other party and trembled, and said hard, "I...... I don't seem to be an adult. ”

[Host, this body came of age a week ago.] ] system reminder.

Lorraine: "......"

God assists Nobel laureates, and it is none other than the system.

"Can you be a little disciplined?"

[Host, if you hadn't been forced to replace Lilia's fingertip blood.] Let her plot fail, and now you can talk to me and me here with the male protagonist? Just know how to cross the river and tear down the bridge. The system incarnates a resentful woman.

Lorraine: "You were beaten up by your wife?" ”

[You were just beaten by your wife! ] Your whole family has been beaten by your wife! 】

"I'm sorry, I only seem to have an old attack."

【…… Huh. The system wilted.

It seems that it is indeed the words of his own host that hurt, and he screamed aggrieved and escaped.

Is, who was holding him, kissed him on the cheek, and his voice was unusually hoarse, "I've read your information, and you're an adult." Don't be afraid, I'll take notice. ”

He tugged at his hand.

……

It's evening again.

The solar term at the beginning of June.

The castle was golden.

The huge flower heads of the sunflowers hang low, and they are piled with sturdy melon seeds.

Towards the sun, raise a smile.

And the sun on the horizon is as fiery red as the autumn leaves in October.

It's a season when love is in full bloom.

Lorraine sat on top of the boy, her legs wrapped around the other's slender waist.

Bottom, the two of them clasped their fingers.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the lattice window and is reflected on the large bed behind him.

Lorraine was sweating profusely.

But he felt a sense of blissful pain.

He slowly lowered his head and kissed the boy's lips.

The boy immediately breathed heavily.

He opened his eyes slightly, and his light-colored pupils were beautiful and amazing.

Lorraine's sweaty face was reflected.

And the long curly blonde hair was wrapped around the shoulders.

It looks extraordinarily enticing.

Is's voice was hoarse, and he asked the man on his body, "Does it hurt?" ”

Lorraine shook her head slightly, smiling happily even though her face was covered in sweat.

Issy was moved for a moment, his beautiful eyes were deep, and he sat up with him, his voice hoarse, "How did you like me?" Sympathy? ”

"Not really." Lorraine smiled and took the opportunity to kiss the other party's soft lips, "I won't tell you." ”

The boy pinched him: "So bad." ”

He lowered his head, his whole body was weak, and he struggled, "Now, why do you like me?" ”

"Secret." The corners of Is's lips lifted slightly, and he rolled over and pressed him down.

I like you, it's like the sun and the moon blend.

Why do you say I like you?

Because tomorrow will be better.

It doesn't matter about gender.

……

Opinion was 90 on the second day.

Lorraine was pleased.

However, there are still 10 points left to spare.

The system says that the male protagonist has a wish that has not been fulfilled.

It's related to the heart's desire.

Lorraine thought about it, but before she could figure it out, she gave up.

When the sky was getting better, Iss led Lorraine to the highest castle.

Standing on the edge of the wide windowsill, looking at the white doves that skimmed the spire of the castle not far away.

And, behind the spire, the deep firmament.

Lorraine likes to wrap herself around Is, kissing each other while listening to them talk about his childhood.

Every now and then, Is's light blue eyes became unusually distant. But when the gaze returns to his face, there will be love.

Lorraine likes to kiss Isis in the middle of the night, and the teenager will smile, and the red lips are like a bouquet of flowers.

The flower seemed to bloom on the edge of the wine cellar, and he could always indulge in the laughter of the other party.

Lorraine felt that there was no better place to laugh than Iss.