"Squeak..."

The next day, Makoto Hojo woke up after hearing the sound of birds outside the window. When he was confused, he was puzzled by the somewhat strange touch of the girl in his arms. It was not as plump as he was used to, but a feeling of thinness. This made him react for a while.

"Ryanna has left..."

He lowered his head and looked at the girl who was snuggling against him. His delicate and flawless face was peaceful and quiet, making people unable to bear to disturb him.

"But my wife and classmates are still with me."

Hojo Makoto couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her soft little face.

“Um…”

My wife Lan seemed to have her nerves tight even in her sleep. After being attacked, her eyelashes trembled and opened her eyes blankly.

"Can you please stop in heat early in the morning?"

When my wife Arashi saw the face that was close to Hojo Makoto, her expression suddenly became disgusted and pushed his chin to keep him away from him.

"It's getting late, the sun is getting on your butt, so get up and have breakfast."

Makoto Hojo said with a smile.

"It's so noisy."

My wife Arashi yawned, hugged Makoto Hojo's arm and closed her eyes, and said lazily:

"Don't bother me to sleep."

"My wife classmate, when did you fall into depravity? Have you forgotten the morning exercises I taught you?"

Makoto Hojo stroked her silky black hair.

"Sleep for another minute."

My wife Lan said sleepyly.

"Laggy."

Makoto Hojo broke out from her physical entanglement, his eyes turned to her jade legs full of his name, and couldn't help but touch them.

"Not only does the body completely become my shape, but my skin is my name. My wife and classmate, you are completely my possession."

He said it intentionally, and my wife Lan immediately frowned and raised her little feet unhappily and stepped on his face.

"Can you not have to have decent fantasy about me alone?"

"I'm telling the truth, right?"

Makoto Hojo held her delicate and small jade feet, her white toes twisted unwillingly, and her nails were naturally shiny and shiny.

“It looks so good.”

Hojo Makoto kissed her pink and white soles as delicate as cooked egg whites.

"abnormal!"

My wife Lan blushed and quickly shrank her feet back, looked at Makoto Hojo with disgusting eyes and scolded:

"Why do you kiss everywhere? You also specially choose places that make people feel ashamed, go to death!"

"Didn't you asked me to do this yesterday?"

Seiko Hojo looked innocent.

"If you don't think it's a punishment, it's invalid."

My wife Lan snorted, and sat up with her hands on the mattress, her body seemed to be unable to use strength.

"I told you not to show off yesterday. Want to beat me? Or cry?"

Makoto Hojo hugged her soft body tightly again.

"Don't hold me! I'm going to take a shower, it's so sticky and disgusting."

My wife Lan said in resistance.

"Is this the reason why you threw that thing away?"

Hojo Makoto was resentful.

"Talking."

My wife Lan glanced at him, then got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom, her thin legs as white as jade were obviously a little sore and soft.

"Don't be stubborn."

Makoto Hojo picked up her naked body in the waist without saying a word.

"What do you want to do again?"

My wife Arashi looked at Makoto Hojo alertly.

"The thief shouted to catch the thief, you raped me last night, right? I did nothing."

Hojo Makoto gave her a blank look, then pressed it to her ear, and said in a narrow voice:

"I haven't been with me for so long, so I can't help it, right?"

"You're just the same."

My wife Lan said contemptuously.

"Who kept crying and saying it was so hot?"

Makoto Hojo took a picture of her perky look, walked into the bathroom, and washed her hair while she was draining the bathtub.

"Can you please stop hudding with me in such a small space?"

After rinsing the body, the two of them were soaked in the bathtub. My wife Arashi had a lot of opinions about Hojo Makoto.

"I didn't even say you stepped on my stomach, so don't complain, and this is my home!"

Makoto Hojo looked at my wife Arashi's warm jade feet that were close to her abdomen.

"You should be secretly happy, right?"

My wife Lan saw through him.

"This is not to be."

Although Makoto Hojo said this, his body was very honest and he couldn't let go of her tender lotus root feet.

"Tsk."

My wife Lan let out a mocking tone, but she didn't stop him, but lay down comfortably.

"The handwriting on your legs is a bit difficult to wash. Will it hurt if you write so hard?

Makoto Hojo wanted to help my wife Arashi wash off his name on her legs, but she bent her knees and avoided them, and said calmly:

“Don’t wash off until things are over.”

"Um……"

Makoto Hojo knew she wanted to keep her handwriting as insurance.

"But girls will feel a little angry when they write other people's names on themselves."

He murmured in a low voice again.

"Your thoughts are too dirty."

My wife Aram frowned, and looked at the pure black notes on her white legs. She seemed to feel unable to look directly because of Makoto Hojo's words, and then she began to get angry and retracted her feet and stepped down.

"Tap."

Makoto Hojo did not hide, even if the place she touched was dangerous, it wouldn't matter as long as she didn't use any force.

"Are you happy?"

My wife Lan clamped him with her round and smooth toes.

"Let's continue the topic of last night. Will you save me? My wife and classmate."

Hojo Makoto asked softly.

"If I hugged you every night, I would vomit."

My wife Lan said with a blank expression.

"so?"

Makoto Hojo blinked.

"I will help you with mercy."

My wife Lan hummed, stood up from the bathtub, and said:

"I don't want to waste my time. I'm going to go out for morning exercises, so don't follow me."

“Do I not even have the right to exercise?”

Makoto Hojo complained, then put on his sportswear with my wife Arashi and went out to a nearby park.
To be continued...