The cold wind outside the window blew through the small yard,

After the carnival, it became a little bleak, and since the end of Christmas, several people have cleaned the small courtyard, and the cold wind howls by, blowing away the traces of the past carnival.

Some are thin, some are bleak.

"In the spring, Sister Eri just said that we should go to her house for dinner tonight."

Haruhi Haruki was lying on the sofa, and Qingling Meilong was lying in the boy's arms, holding the mobile phone in her white and slender little hands, looking up at Haruhi.

"Eri-san? No problem, it's true that we haven't eaten together in a few days. Haruhi Harano said with a smile.

When I think of my wife's bewitching figure, snow-white skin, and concubine-like temperament, I really miss it.

"Then, let's go early today, help, and see if there's anything in the house that we can bring over."

"Excellent! Then I'll send a message back to Eri-san. Qingling Meilong said with a smile,

Since returning to the rental house, the smile on the eldest lady's face has become more and more, as if this kind of life is what she enjoys the most.

Even though he was respected by everyone in the manor, Qingling Meilong didn't feel a trace of happiness, but felt that those people were very hypocritical.

For the few people who can treat themselves sincerely, Miss Qingling also hopes to have more contact with Eri Momoya

It's very warm in the rental house, and the eldest lady is wearing a white wide T-shirt, and her two slender and slender white legs are exposed, like a little girl, swaying back and forth playfully.

After the blonde girl replied to the message, she put away her mobile phone, and two white and tender jade roots wrapped around Chunri's neck, and said delicately,

"Spring."

Haruhi Haruki also showed a warm smile, and touched the eldest lady's head a little dotingly, and the two snuggled together to watch TV

The temperature outside is extremely cold, but the inside of the small rental house makes people feel extraordinarily warm.

[Character: Qingling Meilong]

[Intelligence: 71]

[Charm: 95]

[Figure: 89]

[Stamina: 55]

[Favorability: 98 (Unswerving love, like the flame in life, blooming like a flame in life, burning all the enthusiasm, entering the palace of marriage together is just the starting point of the two of you, growing old together to the end, Qingling Meilong will maintain the purest love for you!) ）】

Moved forward a little further?

Haruhi Harano looked at the eldest lady's favorability, and couldn't help but squint her eyes,

Unconsciously, half a year has passed, and the eldest lady's favorability is about to be full.

Looking at the beautiful girl in her arms, the arrogant mood in the past has been well concealed by the eldest lady.

However, at the end of the day, I'm not really a good gamer.

Thinking of so many tasks on the eldest lady, it seems that many of them have not been completed, and sometimes they even skip stage tasks.

But. In retrospect, isn't it a bit too Buddhist? But, I really don't lack anything now.

Shunqi is naturally good, it is Haruhi Haruhi Harano who plays games and lives life, not lets the game play him.

Between the two, it can be said that there are earth-shaking changes, enjoy the moment, enjoy life, and be happy is the most important

Thinking of this, my hands couldn't help but hug the girl in my arms, delicate skin, fragrant, soft, and now life is very good.

"Eri-san, we're here."

The door opened, and Qingling Meilong said politely, "I'm bothering you again." ”

For people who are genuinely good to themselves, the eldest lady always reciprocates politely.

"Spring, Qingling, you're here." Eri Momoya saw the two people at the door, and also showed a look of surprise, "It's cold outside, come in quickly." ”

As he spoke, he quickly got out of the way.

The house was really warm, and when I first came in from outside, it was like walking into a small stove.

The two took off their coats, and Haruhi Harano also said hello to Mrs. Momoya, "Sister Eri." ”

"Well, Kasuga."

For some reason, there seemed to be a shy look on the wife's face, and when she looked closely, even her eyes seemed to be a little evasive.

Because in the room, all the wives wore a very thin yoga pants and a small vest, which made spring smell of summer for a moment.

The jet-black hair is coiled on the top of the head, a strand of hair stands on the forehead, and the white and delicate face has a ruddy look.

The skin condition is not worse than that of the girls, and it is also very smooth and tender, and today Mrs. seems to have a light makeup on her face, and the cherry mouth is painted with bright lipstick, and the corners of the eyes seem to be wiped with a faint shadow line, which looks more charming and moving.

There is an indescribable smell all over the body, a bleak but full feeling that belongs to the surviving people

Speaking of which, Mrs.'s physical strength seems to be about the same as Mai's, especially when she is on it, the soft little waist, and the degree of madness gives people a deadly feeling.

Not tired at all

Sure enough, not only men have to exercise, but even daughters can also have the same fly-like improvement after exercising.

When the eldest lady walked to the living room, Haruhi Haruki touched Mrs. Xiaoman's waist without leaving a trace.

"Eri-san, I miss you so much."

Eri Momoya, who originally wanted to struggle for a while, also blushed and became a little embarrassed after hearing the boy's words.

Truth be told, she wanted to too

It's been six days, and I've been here for more than ten years before, and I don't feel it at all, but since there is spring, the boring and lonely lady always thinks of the boy's tall and handsome figure.

Thinking that I was always by his side, I didn't know where the two had gone in the past two days, and they didn't even go back to the apartment building.

I finally saw the two of them come back today, and I hurriedly called them to the house to have a meal together.

Feeling that the big hand had been put on his little pp, Eri Momoya also glanced at him with a red face, and said in a strange whisper,

"Don't be seen."

"It's fine."

There is a small corner between the entrance and the living room, so no one will see them.

Haruhi Haruki took his wife into his arms, and just raised his ruddy little mouth and kissed it.

The voice of the eldest lady came from the living room, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere,

"Sister Eri, what are you going to eat tonight?"

Hearing the voice of the eldest lady, Eri Momoya also hurriedly knocked the boy's hand down, broke free from his embrace, and left here in a panic.

"Let's eat sukiyaki tonight, I'm ready."

"Sukiyaki? I'm here to help."

Haruhi stood in place and shrugged his shoulders, and the virtuous two in the living room had already begun to get busy.

Be a new person this month

(End of chapter)