"Do you want me to jump from here?"

My wife Aram walked to Makoto Hojo with a calm expression, looked at the cliff in front of her with him, and said lazily.

"Why do you always think about things so badly?" Hojo Makoto raised his hand and pinched her little nose, "But it is true that this possibility cannot be ruled out."

"But you can't escape from the sin by doing this."

My wife Lan pushed his hand away and said lightly: "You shouldn't be that stupid, right? Even if you really want to kill me, you should pretend to be an accident."

“It’s so cold.”

Makoto Hojo sighed and looked at my wife Arashi, who was covered in cold face.

"What's your sentimentality?"

My wife Lan laughed mockingly.

"If I said I didn't plan to let you go down the mountain alive today, and the meal I just now was your last lunch, would you be afraid?"

Hojo Makoto asked softly as she caressed her tender little face.

"Don't underestimate me."

My wife Lan said expressionlessly.

"I don't think it's a kind of courage for you to die calmly." Hojo Makoto said seriously, "It just shows your pitifulness and helplessness."

Before my wife Lan spoke, he continued, "When I was against Senior Sister Xun, I felt that it didn't matter if I died, but when I had people who valued and expected things, I would lose this arrogance."

"What do you want to say?"

My wife Lan was unmoved and authentic.

"I want to expose your stubbornness."

Makoto Hojo pinched his chin and lifted her delicate little face, looking at her pure gem-like eyes without blinking, and said with a smile:

"Don't you want to be a mother? You are willing to die before you achieve this goal? Would you be very unwilling to accept it?"

My wife Lan's eyes trembled for a moment, but soon became calm again, and she said contemptuously: "Tell me these things that I want me to beg for mercy to you, right? I still count my previous words, don't give me a chance to avenge me."

"What a stubborn woman."

Makoto Hojo was a little annoyed, and looked at her pink and thin lips and suddenly burst into laughter.

"It seems that I haven't kissed you yet?"

"You've tasted it except your face."

My wife Lan frowned as if she had recalled some bad experience.

"So you are not allowed to have the first time I haven't taken it away."

Makoto Hojo blew in her ear.

"I can't refuse, right?"

My wife Arashi looked at Makoto Hojo with disgusting eyes.

"Don't be nervous." Hojo Makoto played with her hair with his fingers, "I will teach you what you don't understand."

"Then shouldn't I thank you?"

My wife Lan sarcastically said.

"Don't you think kissing will be a great experience now?" Hojo Makoto looked around, "The scenery is very good in all aspects."

"If you want it, hurry up."

My wife Lan said coldly.

"Can't wait to give me my first kiss?"

Makoto Hojo held her cheek with both hands and let her little head tilt forty-five degrees so that he could look at her delicate facial features without any blind spots.

"Is it necessary to be so slow to kiss?"

My wife Lan is a little impatient.

"Begin your emotions first."

Makoto Hojo lifted her bangs and his eyes wandered around her face. Finally, his voice was a little dry:

"Can you close your eyes?"

“There are so many requirements.”

My wife Aram muttered, then slowly closed her beautiful eyes under the gaze of Makoto Hojo, her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Makoto Hojo looked at my wife Aram's seductive pink lips, and his throat rolled for a moment, but he didn't kiss him.

He could feel the stiffness of my wife Lan's body. What would she think now? Will she feel nauseous?

‘There will be no pleasure when kissing two people who don’t like each other, right?’

Hojo Makoto's passionate heart cooled down, but did not wake up my wife Arashi, who had her eyes closed, but deliberately changed into a playful look at her.

"Hello……"

My wife Arashi soon couldn't wait. When she opened her eyes and saw Makoto Hojo's expression, her face suddenly became cold.

"My wife classmate, don't you really think I want to kiss you, do you? No?"

Makoto Hojo mocks authenticity.

"You dare to fool me?"

My wife Arashi narrowed her eyes, then raised her hand and pulled the neckline of Hojo Makoto, and tiptoed to her little head.

Hojo Makoto was caught off guard and did not flash. He watched her pretty face gradually approaching, and then his mouth was blocked.

His eyes suddenly opened wide and he couldn't react. After a while, when he felt the warmth on his lips, he hugged my wife Lan tightly with his backhand and began to fight back.

"Um!"

My wife Lan was unable to resist his attack, so she could only ask for help. She was so dizzy that she didn't know how long it took. It was not until she was about to breathe that she stretched out her arm and wanted to push him away.

"Are you provoking me?"

Hojo Makoto was afraid that she would faint, so he let go of his hand. He stared at my wife Lan, who was panting with a red face. Her little mouth was slightly swollen.

"That's it?"

My wife Lan raised her hand contemptuously and wiped the crystal clear corner of her mouth.

"My wife classmate, did you take the initiative to kiss me to tell me that you have fallen in love with me?"

Hojo Makoto was joking.

"I want you to know the smell of the disgusting things you always feed me."

My wife Lan retorted.

"Didn't you let me eat this morning?" Hojo Makoto shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "And I don't even dislike myself."

"Stop talking nonsense."

My wife Lan, my wife Lan held her chest with her hands, which was unknown if it existed, and said expressionlessly: "Is there anything else? If not, you can go back, right? I want to take a nap."

"You have not settled the score with you forcibly kissing me yet."

The corners of Hojo Makoto's mouth slightly raised, he pulled up my wife Arashi's hands and placed them on the fence.

"Hold on, don't move."

"you!"

My wife Aram's face suddenly changed. Just as she was about to speak, Makoto Hojo put his finger on her lips and said in a gentle tone:

"Can you be obedient? No one will come here, so it doesn't matter if you scream."

"don't want……"

My wife Lan's weak resistance failed to work.

Sunrise shocks the birds.

The orioles in the forest sing happily, melodious and melodious, making people imagine.

"Did you know you're wrong?"

After the song ended, Hojo Makoto hugged my wife Ran who was as soft as if she had no bones. Her legs were trembling, her face, dotted with tears, was covered in redness, and the corners of her eyes were still constantly overflowing, and she was sobbing in a low voice.

"Shut up, shut up."

My wife Lan said in a silence and crying voice.

"Why are you so crying?"

Makoto Hojo helped her wipe her tears.

"It's said that it's physiological force majeure."

My wife Aram couldn't stop choking for a moment. She probably felt that she was being tossed in such a place and was too shameful. She opened her cherry mouth and bit Makoto Hojo's arm with some resentment.

"Do you want to do it again?"

Makoto Hojo rubbed her delicate little face with his chin.

"You kill me."

My wife Lan seemed to want to restrain all her emotions and only gave him a cold expression, but her rosy cheeks made her look particularly delicate and lovely at this time, and she couldn't be fierce at all.

"Suddenly I feel that you are still cute."

Makoto Hojo looked at my wife Arashi, who looked like a furry little cat, raised her hand and stroked her smooth hair, and said softly:

"It's still early today, how can you let your death so easily? Keep your tears until night."
Chapter completed!