Warm nephrite, fragrant and charming.

The blurred eyes of the apricot in Huacheng were completely narrowed, and soon the sound of sleepy breathing was heard.

Isuna Iinuma tried to get out of bed, but his wife's hand was still tightly gripping his wrist, as if she was afraid that he would leave like this.

"Because I was drunk, I said what was in my heart, didn't I......"

Looking at Madame's bright red lips, Iinuma seemed to understand why Iori Hanagi gave him the key.

The angel who can hear the voice of his heart must know that his aunt longs for the peace of mind brought by the scent of verbena, but his aunt is not a sister-in-law, and she can't say such profligate words as "you can sleep with me tonight", so she gave him the key to his aunt's room.

With the key, I accidentally bumped into the drunk Hanacheng apricot, so I had the same bed at this time.

"You're miserable for me......"

Your aunt is sleeping soundly now, but I'm going to lose sleep.

There is a mature and plump old aunt by her side, and the female experience is almost entirely based on the popularization of her own mother, and it is really difficult to control herself from thinking cranky.

After all, his age is the age when boys are most in demand.

Eh, Madame's age seems to be the age when women are most in demand......

Iinuma Xun's eyes looked at her for a long time, and if you look closely, the old aunt's sleeping appearance is even a little cute.

She slept on her side facing him, in an extremely conservative black kimono with a loose neckline.

The white and greasy career line was clearly exposed to the young man's gaze......

Compared with people who have always dressed boldly, Huacheng Apricot, a lady of a conservative big family, is more tempting when the spring light leaks out.

…… The size is only a little bit worse than my mother.

Isao Iinuma is not very professional and gave an evaluation.

After all, he only has that one reference, and he can't refer to anything else.

Then, in his mind, a devilish thought was irrepressibly born: I don't know how my aunt's hand feels when she picks it up compared to my mother?

No way!

How could I take advantage of others like this!

After a fierce exchange of thoughts between the angels and demons in the left ear and the right ear, Iinuma shook off the thoughts in his mind and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

The housewife who doesn't smile, and the silly aunt who can't cook.

A resolute and majestic survivor, a fragile old virgin who needs to sleep on alcohol.

From a strong woman who does not show weakness in the face of aggressive opponents, to a little girl who can only sleep with her by holding her hand...... These examples embellish a vivid image of a woman.

The old aunt is also very cute!

Isn't that right?

Thinking like this, Iinuma was fighting left and right again in his mind.

Such a cute and delicious old aunt is sent to her mouth, not to mention that she wants you to eat it all in one bite, you must lick it and taste it, right?

No, no!

I'm her best friend's son!

Which best friend's son can't stand the test of his aunt!

Iinuma Xun struggled inwardly for a long time, and one rolled over and got out of bed.

I really couldn't sleep, and I was afraid that my aunt would wake up halfway, so he simply took rubber gloves and a garbage bag and thoroughly tidied up the whole room.

It's almost two o'clock in the morning.

Isao Iinuma took a glass of water, sat on the edge of the bed, and drank it to moisten his throat.

Outside the window, the rain was pouring down, and the occasional lightning fell, briefly illuminating the room in a miserable white.

"Father, Father......"

The sleeping old aunt suddenly heard movement.

Isuna Iinuma hurriedly looked over.

On the bed, Hanajo's body writhed restlessly, her eyebrows furrowed, as if she was having a nightmare.

Her face became more and more pale, and transparent beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, more and more...... Seeing that something was wrong, Iinuma quickly lifted the quilt and got in, passed under her waist with one hand, hugged her, and let her graceful body cling to him.

"Parent ......"

Hanagi Apricot's body stops writhing.

The frowning eyebrows stretched out little by little, like a bouquet of daffodils blooming in the dark night.

She soon fell asleep.

The tip of Iinuma's nose, leaning against her slightly fragrant hair, breathes in the seductive smell of a mature young woman.

"In terms of taste, it doesn't smell as good as my mother'......"

This time, the devil in the heart of the Iinuma boy defeated the angel.

Under the quilt, one of his hands was around Hanahiro's waist, and the other hand touched her slender legs.

The skin on the outer thighs is very elastic.

There is no fat on the waist and abdomen, and the feel is very tender and smooth.

"Hmm~"

The apricot in the sleeping flower city let out a moan of dissatisfaction with being touched.

"Yours isn't bad, it feels top-notch......" Isuna Iinuma took his hand back contentedly.

Hanajo Kyoko's eyes were closed, her body curled up slightly, and she fell asleep like a kitten.

She grabbed the sheets with one hand and Iinuma with the other, and she was extremely cute.

Before tonight, Iinuma Xun didn't believe that the stern cold-faced housewife would be so cute in her sleeping position on the bed.

"Ahh

Perhaps in response to his thoughts, the sleeping Hanajo Kyoko's lips opened slightly, letting out a slight long breath like a cat's snoring.

Damn, the cuteness is dead!

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"Didi~"

"Di Di Di ~"

The alarm bell rang many times, and a white and tender arm stretched out from the quilt, and the alarm clock at the head of the bed was pressed down.

After another ten minutes, Hanajo Kyoko came from sleep.

It's been a long time since I've tried to sleep so comfortably and so deeply that when I open my eyes, my vision is foggy, and I haven't been able to focus for a long time.

The sun was shining outside the window, and it was already early in the morning.

"Hmm~"

She rubbed her temples.

I just woke up with a little headache and a vague memory.

Due to being invaded by nightmares, it has been a long time since Apricot Hanacheng has tried to wake up, and her body has a sense of satisfaction.

She seemed to have slept until now last night.

Although there was a dream halfway, it was quickly dispelled and did not disturb her sleep.

"What's going on......"

Huacheng Apricot leaned against the head of the bed, rubbing her forehead while reminiscing.

Last night, after Ah Xun returned to his room, he drank wine in the front hall for a while.

When I returned to my room, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to sleep, so I drank a lot more.

In the end, a little drunk, the door suddenly opened, and Ah Xun came in......

"Wait!"

"Ah Xun came in last night!"

Apricot Hanajo was a little flustered in an instant, but calmed down in an instant.

She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and lifted the covers to look over her body.

She was wearing last night's kimono, and although it was crumpled and her breasts were all exposed, her belt was still there, and there was nothing unusual about her lower body, which made her breathe a long sigh of relief.

Later, she recalled that she had asked Iinuma to accompany her.

"It's really unbelievable!"

Apricot Hanajo gritted her teeth and scolded herself in a low voice.

"You actually showed such an appearance in front of the juniors, Huacheng Apricot, you are too shameless!"

Scolding herself in her own words, Hanashiro Kyoko rubbed her temples and rolled over and got out of bed in a daze.

What happened last night made her feel incredible.

Why is he by his side, he can sleep so peacefully until dawn.

This question has not been answered, looking at her newly renovated room, Hanacheng Kyoko is silent.

The furniture is neat, the floors are as clean as if they have been waxed, and there is no garbage at all...... The old aunt looked left and right, and couldn't help but think to herself, the little ghost is quite careful and gentle.

I was afraid that I would be embarrassed, so I left early in the morning.

It's very intimate to look at it this way.

In her mind, she remembered the boy's face.

On top of the funeral, the young man who guarded her behind him had a heroic appearance.

"I seem to be too useless in comparison......"

Apricot Hanajo slowly stretched out her hand and twisted the strands of hair she had left on the pillow.

Then she shook her head, dispelled the distracting thoughts in her heart, and finally turned into one sentence: "With such a son, Sister Xun is really happy......

The next second, she saw herself in the mirror, and there was a red mark between her chest and her collarbone.

She rubbed her hands together.

The mark grew redder and redder, like a strawberry imprint there.

Like a young male lion marking his territory.