In the next few days, the old aunt's physical sensations have been haunting Iinuma Xun's mind, and I can't forget it for a long time.

Not only that, but every time he practiced swordsmanship, there seemed to be a shadow of her noble and pretty figure in front of him.

As if she had been hooked out of her soul, she always cared about that beautiful figure in her heart, and always felt her dark fragrance lingering around her.

This feeling was unprecedented for him.

Bizarre, mysterious, visceral and confusing, it will make you mesmerized and restless.

"Eh, you say, am I in love?"

On the corridor in front of the tea room, Isao Iinuma asked the angel.

The angel ignored him.

In the open space in front of the tea room is a garden with various flowers.

A flock of small birds with light bodies rests on the branches of the cherry trees, and a large cat is squinting in the sun on the roof.

In the ethereal morning light, ethereal and elegant angels are buried in their work.

She wears long-sleeved coarse overalls, cream cotton trousers, and stained tennis shoes.

Dressed like a flower farmer.

Iinuma Xun looked more closely and found that she was wearing white labor protection gloves and working with a small shovel.

These very ordinary-looking clothes, each of which is one size larger, does not seem to be her own...... But the inappropriate size did not affect the unpretentious natural temperament of the angel, she was not like a daughter at this time, but more like the daughter of a real flower farmer.

"Eh, do you hear my question?" Isao Iinuma raised his voice.

"Iinuma-kun, don't say such stupid things, you don't deserve love! However, I can clearly state that you have a natural charm for women, and I hope that you will do yourself well in the future. ”

Speaking of this, the angel raised his head and looked thoughtfully at the eaves of the corridor: "If a man wants to rise to the top, relying on women is the most labor-saving shortcut. ”

"I'll tell you the truth, this is exactly my ideal!" Isao Iinuma also replied half-jokingly, half-seriously, "It's just that I lack experience in this area. Are there any books I can refer to? ”

"Want to succeed or fail?"

"One copy for each."

"Stendhal's The Red and the Black, Maupassant's Pretty Friends."

"The contemptible will definitely read it carefully!"

Iinuma bowed earnestly, took the bamboo sword, and continued to practice swordsmanship under the falling cherry blossoms.

When you are tired from practicing, you read a book and listen to the Spanish radio;

Occasionally, I enjoy cherry blossoms and refreshments with angels on the eaves.

The two of them are becoming more and more like old friends who have been friends for many years, and they can talk about anything freely.

Two people who have only known each other for a week seem to have a sense of intimacy with each other, as if they can feel trust, intimacy and admiration from each other.

Isao Iinuma doesn't know why, but Iori Hanashiro does.

But the angel wouldn't tell him.

Angels want to keep secrets to themselves......

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March passed quickly, and April arrived.

Between Isao Iinuma and Kyoko Hanajo, it has developed from sleeping once every three days to sleeping once a day.

When night fell, Apricot Huacheng turned her back to the door and silently looked at the night outside the window.

I don't know how long it was, in the dead of night, the door opened softly.

Then someone tiptoed to his bed and lay down beside him.

The man didn't speak, but the faint scent of verbena had actually revealed his identity.

Kyoko Hanajo thinks this is very immoral.

But she couldn't live without him.

As a housemother, she must get enough sleep to keep her body and mind in the best possible condition in order to cope with any crisis that may come at any time.

As for Iinuma Xun.

He was in great distress right now.

Madame's favorability is stuck at 49, almost not to 50.

And......

Madame slept well, but he began to have insomnia!

The night was quiet, and the breathing of the apricot in Huacheng became more and more stable, and she soon fell asleep.

God, have mercy on my fleshy body, which is about to explode...... Iinuma shouted in his heart.

The soft night, Aunt Apricot's soft and boneless delicate body, and the faint body fragrance stimulated him, making him dazed and less and less awake.

In a vague, ambiguous state, unable to distinguish whether he was awake or asleep, he vaguely came to another place.

"Ah Xun, do you like it......"

Gradually, a figure appeared in front of me, which was Huacheng apricot.

She was wearing a bikini that covered a small area, and her cheeks were flushed as she looked at herself, and her seductive curves were in full view.

The lower abdomen is beautiful and charming, the thighs are sexy, and the white and tender skin shines in the sun......

"This dress is so ashamed......"

Hanagi Kyoko twisted her body, one hand crossed her chest, and the other hand covered underneath, trying to hide her proud body.

But such shy body language and facial expressions make it look even more lustful.

"Happy, like ......" Iinuma Xun couldn't help but take a step.

As a result, he slipped on his feet and fell to the ground.

"Eh, be careful......"

Hanajo Apricot pounced on him at once.

The ripe and unique fragrance was poured into Iinuma Xun's nostrils at once.

"Okay, don't move, Auntie will ...... by herself" Huacheng Apricot's brightly colored red lips gently rubbed against his cheeks and neck.

"Auntie......"

His face was red and his heart was pounding, his body was very hot, and what had been sleeping for more than ten years was about to be awakened.

"Ah Xun is still an innocent little man, isn't it......" Huacheng Apricot's red lips gently bit his earlobe, and sat with his buttocks raised, "Next, I'll leave it to Auntie, I promise to make you beautiful ......"

And then......

Isao Iinuma opened his eyes from the bed.

It was April 3rd, half past eight in the morning.

The wind outside the window was beautiful, and the bright sunlight shone on the big bed, and the foreheads of both people were shining.

Isun Iinuma turned his head sideways and looked at the sleeping Kyoko Hanagi beside him.

It just so happened that Hanajo Kyoko also opened her eyes.

Her eyes were a little hazy, as if she was recalling the afterglow of the dream just now, followed by a little shyness, but soon she put on a poker face again.

"I'm going to take a shower." Apricot Hanacheng said coldly.

The warm body, leave the bed.

"I'm going to get breakfast ready."

Iinuma stooped over and walked away.

Hanajo Kyoko seemed to notice something, and her face turned red instantly.

On this morning, in the mansion of the Huacheng family, five pairs of underwear were dried, and there was an extra one for each of the men and women.

"Damn, am I falling into this old girl's trap?"

Isao Iinuma fell into deep doubts.

Sharing the bed with his wife one after another, the fragrance of her body and her soft and warm skin made him feel wonderful.

He also frankly admitted that his feelings for his wife were becoming more and more subtle......

However, why is Lao Tzu's good impression of you rising day by day, but you are stuck at 49?

Are you fishing for me?

Apricot Hanacheng, what do you pay back the favor you owe me...... Iinuma thought of some messy things and made three bowls of ramen.

When the noodles were served, the apricots from Hanajo came out just now.

The mourning period has passed, but she still wears a black kimono all day long, looking very solemn, but also very dull.

Her meticulous appearance and dignified and stern style of conduct are no different from those during the mourning period.

"Come over for breakfast." Isao Iinuma puts the noodles down.

"Hmm."

Hanajo Kyoko sat down casually.

Judging by her expression, she had recovered from her morning gaffe, and her mood was unaffected.

"You're taking a shower too?"

Hanajo Kyoko suddenly noticed that his hair was wet.

"Hmm~"

Isao Iinuma bowed his head and ate his noodles.

The bright eyes of the apricots in the flower city recalled, remembering the picture of the morning.

probably knew why he took a bath, and she was embarrassed to ask, and the two sides ate noodles silently.

The atmosphere seemed to be a little awkward......

Like a couple who have quarreled?

Probably also felt that the atmosphere was awkward, and after eating the noodles, Hanajo Kyoko wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and then left in a hurry to end this strange atmosphere.

Once in the car, she turned on her phone and searched for two questions she had never thought of before.

[What is a good gift for a boy?] 】

[How to solve the excess energy of adolescent boys......]