After asking for marriage, An and a few people went to the main hall of the shrine to pray for blessings.

Write your wish on red paper, then put it in an envelope and set it on fire, and when the envelope and the red paper inside it are burned to ashes, the blessing is completed.

After that, Ann and the three of them visited the shrine again, during which the Amamiya sisters went to find Miyamoto Shinichi again, and when they returned, they each had a package in their arms.

An He asked what was inside, but neither of them tacitly agreed.

During this day, Yasuwa did not see Nobue Ito again, but he learned the exact location of his residence from other people.

Time passes.

Towards evening, before the sun set, Ann and the three of them said goodbye to the girl who led the way, walked out of the torii, and slowly walked down the mountain.

Not long after a few people left, a graceful figure swayed to the top of the stone section.

At first, when she saw An He's figure in the morning, she was quite surprised in her heart, but when she learned that An He was coming with Amamiya Samist, the initial surprise faded away.

Nobue Ito didn't know how to face Saki Amamiya, and she didn't know how to get along with An in front of Saki Amamiya, she was confused, and finally chose to escape, until she learned that several people had left in the evening, and she walked out of the room.

Standing under the torii gate, looking at the three figures that gradually disappeared into the snow, Nobue Ito's eyes were dim, and a lonely look appeared on his face.

If she could, she hoped that one of those three figures would also have her share.

Snowflakes fall from the sky, gradually covering Nobue Ito's head with a thin layer of snow.

Seeing several figures disappear from view completely, she turned around and prepared to return to the room.

It's just that Ito was passing by the temple, but Ito Nobue was suddenly stopped.

Looking for the voice, it was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl wearing a white down jacket.

Nobue Ito remembers the other party, it seems that his name is Mariko, because the family conditions are not very good, and he happens to live in Yamanashi Prefecture, so he chose to come to the shrine to work part-time during the holidays.

Gently patting the snow off her head, Nobue Ito walked over to the girl, and when she got closer, she asked curiously.

"Did Mariko call me something?"

Hearing her question, Mariko first nodded, then raised her hand, pointed to a dead tree not far away, and explained, "It's the guest from before, who asked me to let you go to the marriage tree when I meet Miss Ito, where there is the marriage card he left." ”

"What does the marriage card he left behind concern me?"

Although he said so, after listening to Mariko's story, Nobue Ito subconsciously walked towards the dead tree of the other party's fingers.

She didn't know why she was doing this, as if there was a force in her heart pulling her feet, and the closer she got, the faster her heart beat faster.

When he came to the tree, just as he looked up, Nobue Ito noticed two marriage cards, on which the names An and Yusheng were written.

Nobue Ito thought of the other blonde girl that Anwa had brought today, and apparently, this other wooden card was left by the other party.

"Scumbag."

With a small spit, Nobue Ito looked up again, and soon noticed a wooden sign that stood out from the rest.

There is no name on it, no expectations for the other half, just a short paragraph.

"I'll come to you tomorrow."

There was no signature, but through the new nicks, Nobue Ito already knew who left it.

"Count this guy with a conscience."

Muttering, a bright smile bloomed on Ito's face again.

……

The other side.

Before dark, Ann and the three returned to Yamanashi Prefecture.

The sun had set, leaving a sunset in the sky.

It was dinner time, and the streets of Yamanashi Prefecture began to come alive.

People get out of their work and stroll through the winter streets, enjoying their leisure time.

The lights of the shops began to turn on, and on the streets, vendors began to display their goods.

Walking in it, smelling the enticing scent from the roadside food stalls, Saori Amamiya, who had been languishing from a tiring day, instantly came to his senses.

She is like a greedy kitten, bouncing back and forth from stalls, and when she comes across something she likes to eat, she will buy a lot of extravagance.

As for what she doesn't like to eat, it's up to An He and Amamiya Sawu behind her to solve it.

By the time we had walked through the snack street, it was already completely dark.

I found a hotel nearby.

Under the dangerous gaze of the proprietress , An He finally chose three single rooms.

After getting the key, the three of them went upstairs together, and then tacitly entered the same room.

The room is not big, as soon as you enter the door you can see a bed, there is a balcony in the innermost part, next to the bathroom.

As soon as the door closed, Saori Amamiya couldn't wait to take off her shoes, and then walked into the room barefoot, threw herself on the bed, and sighed with emotion.

"I'm tired to death~"

"Didn't you just eat so much greasy stuff? If you get someone's bedding dirty, you'll lose money. ”

Yasuwa said, putting down the travel bag and other things, and then walked over to Saori Amamiya and grabbed it.

The latter blushed a little when he said this, but he still retorted dissatisfiedly:

"Stupid, I think I'm sloppy, but I've got a good way to wipe my mouth."

"Really?"

An He raised his eyebrows, his eyes stayed on Amamiya Saori's ruddy lips for a moment, thinking that there was Amamiya Saori next to him, and finally he didn't dare to say anything more, so he had to push Amamiya Saori to the bathroom, and admonished:

"Then you have to wash me, and you won't be allowed to come out until you're done."

After that, he closed the door, and there was a complaint from Saori Amamiya, but An He didn't care about it.

Turning to look at Amamiya Saki, who had just walked to the side of the bed, he changed his down jacket at this time, revealing his original bumpy figure.

As if noticing his gaze, Amamiya Saki suddenly turned his head, and after looking at An He for a moment, he raised his hand and touched his lips, as if talking to himself, and muttered:

"It seems to be a little oily on the side of my mouth."

Hearing this, An He's eyes lit up, and while approaching the other party, he volunteered: "I'll help you!" ”

When the words fell, An He had already blocked Amamiya Samist's red lips.

The sound of "hmm" gradually echoed in the room.

……

Dozens of minutes later.

When Saori Amamiya walked out of the bathroom, she found that her sister's state seemed to be something wrong.

His cheeks were crimson, his eyes were tender like water, and his rosy cherry lips were faintly shiny in the light.

Saori Amamiya, who had already experienced something, only thought about it for a moment, and then understood what had happened before, and her pretty face was instantly dyed red.

However, she didn't pick it out, but looked at Amamiya Sawu and reminded:

"Sister, go take a bath, there is a bathtub in this hotel, it's comfortable to take a bath."

Hearing this, Amamiya Saki nodded, glanced lightly at An He, who was packing up his things at the entrance, and then walked into the bathroom.

When the door closed, Saori Amamiya jumped to the entrance, and while looking at An He, who was constantly taking things out of his travel bag, he chuckled and quipped:

"How? Isn't my sister's little mouth particularly sweet? ”

"Do you want to know?"

Yasuwa said, taking the last few things out of his travel bag, and then turned his head to look at Saori Amamiya.

At the moment, her hair was wet, and she was only wearing a white yukata, which was the kind that the inn brought with her.

There are still a few drops of water on the bare neck, and because it is half-squatting, the neckline is wide open, and you can easily see the scenery inside.

Noticing his gaze, although Saori Amamiya's pretty face was full of redness, she didn't mean to cover it, but took the words and said curiously:

"How can I know?"

Hearing this, An He withdrew his gaze from the snow white, and then looked at Saori Amamiya's delicate red lips, and suddenly leaned over with a smile.

The lips touched, and Saori Amamiya was obviously stunned for a moment, and by the time she reacted, she had been thrown down on the wooden floor by An He.

Feeling the strange touch coming from her mouth, Saori Amamiya's face flushed, and she resisted a little at first, but with Anhe's continuous guidance, gradually, she also sank into it, closed her eyes and began to enjoy.

As An He said, with this method, she can indeed know the taste of her sister's small mouth.

Sweet.

Because Saori Amamiya is a newcomer, Anhe's kiss didn't last as long as Saki Amamiya.

The lips parted, and a strand of silk shimmered in the light, then broke off.

Looking at Saori Amamiya, whose eyes were blurred and her pretty face was crimson, An He couldn't help but quip: "Saori looks good now." ”

"Is there me H?"

The sudden female voice next to him almost startled An He and Saori Amamiya.

Turning his head to look, he saw that Amamiya Saki was standing beside him at some point.

The latter blinked when he saw them, then pointed to the package he had taken out of his travel bag and explained:

"I'll get the clothes, you don't have to worry about me."

With that, she picked up her clothes, then turned around and walked towards the bathroom again.

It's just that before leaving, she suddenly winked at Saori Amamiya, as if she was conveying something.

After receiving the latter, her pretty face instantly turned a little redder, but she still nodded slightly.

An He, who witnessed all this, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Waiting for Amamiya Sari to walk into the bathroom, without waiting for An He to ask, Saori Amamiya struggled to sit up from the ground.

She first straightened out the messy yukata, then looked at An He, hesitated for a moment, as if she had made a lot of determination, before she said, "Do you want to play a game?" ”

Hearing this, An He was stunned for a moment, and almost asked rhetorically.

"That's it, it's ......"

Saori Amamiya became quieter the more she spoke, and finally simply closed her mouth and stood up, rummaged through the pile of clothes on the side to find the package that belonged to her, then opened it, took out a red ribbon from it, looked at An He and reminded:

"Don't resist."

As she spoke, she didn't wait for An He's consent to take a few steps forward and walked around behind An He, and wrapped the red ribbon around the latter's eyes.

The field of vision was obscured, and before An He could react, he suddenly felt a small hand poke through his collar.

Saori Amamiya's fingers are slender and tender, and it is like a dexterous little snake wandering around in an unfamiliar environment.

After only a moment, An He felt that his breath was a little shorter, and he wanted to open his mouth to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a few fingers stuffed in.

His fingertips flicked the snake's head, as if he were teasing a disobedient cat.

Then, there was a sound of rustling beside him, as if Saori Amamiya was changing clothes.

Although An He couldn't see it, the girlish fragrance in the air inevitably made him swallow his saliva.

It was only a moment later.

The movement stopped, and before An He could ask, his coat was gradually faded by a dexterous little hand.

……

Dozens of minutes passed.

When Anhe regained his vision again, the figure of Saori Amamiya was gone, and in his place was Samisi Amamiya wearing a red and white witch costume.

Her long black hair was scattered behind her head, and the originally dignified shrine maiden costume on her body looked particularly attractive because she had unfortunately opened a little part.

Seeing his gaze, a smile appeared on Amamiya Saiwu's face, and then he slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand to raise An He's chin and said softly:

"Is it pretty?"

"Good...... Pretty. ”

An He swallowed his saliva and replied subconsciously.

After receiving the reply, Amamiya Saki nodded with satisfaction, and then slowly leaned his head closer.

After a gentle kiss, she brought her mouth to An He's ear, exhaled first, and asked softly:

"That's... Me or Ito-sensei, who is better-looking? ”

"Goo..."

Ann and throat rolling.

It's not because of the way Saki Amamiya said this, but because when the other party said this, his little hand had already held the future.

Previously, because of Saori Amamiya's teasing, Xiao Anhe was already angry, but this time, after being caught by Saori Amamiya, he instantly had a tendency to riot.

Feeling the beating in her hand, Amamiya Saki looked at An He and blinked, and without waiting for the latter to answer her last question, she chuckled again and said quietly:

"I, actually, I lied to An Hejun, I haven't had my menstrual period at all for a while~"

The words fell, and she sat on An He's lap.

In just an instant, both of their bodies trembled violently.

An He could clearly feel that the beauty in his arms was breathing a little shorter.

Because his hands were tied, the young Xiao Anhe couldn't resist at all, so he had to passively sink into the squeeze from the rain palace yarn fog.

This night, the room took place in a serious 80.

………

Following.

In the early morning, the sky was still a deep blue, with a hint of orange. The sun has not yet fully risen, but some birds can already be seen jumping on the branches, and the air is filled with a fresh breath that seems to be sleeping for everything.

Occasionally, a few small bugs crawled through the grass, making faint noises, and a few birdsong could be heard in the distance, as if announcing the beginning of a new day. In such an early morning, one can feel the tranquility and peace, as if everything could have begun.

Walking out of the hotel, An and Yusheng breathed fresh air, as if they had been redeemed.

It is a double salvation of body and soul.

Last night, he was 80 nights by Amamiya Samist, and he really saw what the narrator said.

It's the kind that is squeezed dry in the true sense of the word, and there is not a drop left.........

(End of chapter)