As soon as the sky turned white and the morning light began to fall, Minamoto no Yorimitsu lifted up his pants.
Oyabag Chayin opened her sleepy eyes.
Seeing the whiteness of her shoulders exposed and the coolness of the corner of the quilt that was lifted, she could only quietly tuck it in again, leaving behind the remaining warmth from last night.
She knew she would be cheated.
Although the first time was not taken away, and he did not give any blood, but except for the last step, everything was robbed, even though his strength was gentle.
According to Minamoto Yorimitsu's words.
"I don't need to lie to get you, because I have the strength to force it, which is easier on my conscience than cheating. What's more, you are still a sick person today."
Whether it was his body that was weak due to illness last night, or the thoughts that were already brewing in his heart, or the payment for being taken care of, Goyakubag Chaon had no right to refuse, and he didn't really want to refuse.
So after protecting the last line of defense.
She took advantage of the fact that she was still drunk and her head was burning, so she let herself go after turning off the light.
The darkness really helps spread the atmosphere.
Even if the memory is not very clear, the sound of the imperial medicine bag tea can still be fragmented. Thinking of the way he hugged him tightly like an octopus yesterday, even though the fever has subsided now, his face is still burning in bed.
Even now she is still in a daze.
If it weren't for the presence of Minamoto Yoriguang in front of her, the messy mattress, and the dull pain in some parts of her body, she might even have thought it was a dream.
Before drinking yesterday, Oiyabukuro Chaon had the idea of never having anything to do with him until the end of his life.
But it really appeared in front of me again.
This idea was thrown directly into the Pacific Ocean.
It's not just about chasing light in the dark.
Standing within the envelope of light, you can also follow the direction of the light source to get closer to the light.
It's like feeling uncomfortable when you have a fever.
But this did not make her feel uncomfortable being held by the same hot body. On the contrary, the reassuring smell flowing on the tip of her nose made her heart gradually calm down.
In short, even if some places feel a little painful and my innocence is further understood, this is done on the basis of willingness and no dissatisfaction.
If I have to say I have any dissatisfaction——
Oiyabukuro Chaon pulled the quilt and looked at Minamoto no Yorimitsu's unusually skillful movements, which had completely tied up the belt, and the resentment in his eyes became more and more intense.
"Yesterday, you said you were afraid of the cold and asked me to warm the bed. I have used it today, so I don't care if others are cold or not."
Minamoto Yorimitsu paused when he heard this.
Then he turned around and looked over.
Looking at the messy bedding and the resentment-filled eyes of Yuyao Bag Chayin, he paused for a moment and apologized:
"Sorry, I'm used to getting out of bed. I was wrong."
This apology without any hindrance made Oiyabukuro Chaon stunned for a moment, and then he saw Minamoto Norimitsu walking over and starting to explain aloud while carefully tucking in the quilt:
"I have become accustomed to exercising recently. Unless I stay up too late, my biological clock is at this time."
In fact, he is quite sleepy now.
Yesterday, I didn't take a nap at noon, so I went to the aquarium with Ryokage Tenkai in the afternoon. In the evening, I took care of Oiyabukuro Chaon until I fell asleep at two in the morning.
I only slept for about five hours.
I had developed a habit a while ago and was able to wake up at seven in the morning, but my sleepiness kept rising.
The apology went so smoothly.
It felt like Oiyabukuro Chaon punched the cotton, and his strength was completely exhausted. He opened his lips slightly for a moment and said in a muffled voice: "I accept your apology."
After saying that, her eyes moved down, and the palms placed on the quilt opened a small gap. A breeze rushed in, and her already rosy face became even more unnatural.
It was simply that he couldn't sleep, so Oiyabukuro Chaon was going to put on some clothes first, but since Minamoto no Yorimitsu was still here, he turned his head and said calmly: "I'm a little thirsty."
"Wait, there's no water in the pot, I'll boil it."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu shook the kettle on the bedside table. There was no sound at all. It was obvious that there was no water, so he had to get up and go to the kitchen to boil another kettle.
In fact, this pot can hold about three or four liters.
It's just that maybe it was because Oyakubaucha had a fever yesterday. She often whispered that she was thirsty in the middle of the night, and Minamoto no Yorimitsu held her back and gave her water many times.
After connecting the water and plugging in the electric board, the indicator light turned red and waited for it to pop out. Minamoto Yorimitsu took the time to look at the unread messages on his phone and replied to several girls repeatedly.
Until I saw Kogi Seimei’s message.
He then found the corner of the rental house and made a phone call, and agreed on a time to meet.
After hanging up the phone, Minamoto no Yorimitsu picked up the kettle that had been boiled and an unopened bottle of mineral water. He returned to the room and saw that Oiyabukuro Chaon had already gotten out of bed and even put on his clothes.
The long, silky hair that used to be a little messy, and the strands of hair were hanging down casually, with a few strands hanging in the gaps in her pajamas, leaving only her neck and collarbone exposed.
Even though there were only collarbones and neck, the seven or eight bruise-like marks among the large expanse of fair skin greatly destroyed this beauty.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu glanced at Oyabao Chaon who was combing her hair and withdrew his gaze. He just took her cup and poured hot water. Then he unscrewed the bottled water he took and added one-third to make it hot but not scalding.
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After pouring it, he did not hand it over first. Instead, Minamoto Yorimitsu took a sip first, and then brought it to her face: "Drink it."
Imperial Medicine Bag Chayin's eyes moved slightly when he saw this.
I put down the comb in my hand. I slept too messily and crazy yesterday, and my hair was so rusty that I couldn't comb it.
After puckering her chapped lips, she picked up the cup and drank several sips. She no longer cared about the two of them sharing the same cup, but just drank the glass of water greedily.
After putting down the cup, Oiyabukuro Chayin suddenly asked: "Are you so considerate to others?"
In her impression, most of what Minamoto Yorimitsu left for her was his strong character and unpredictable calculations, which were full of mystery.
And masculinity is very strong.
Such careful behavior as controlling the water temperature just now cannot be done by someone with a strong personality, or someone with a delicate mind.
Either this has been done before.
Just when she was thinking this, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's answer followed, confirming her thoughts:
"As a temporary girlfriend, I am also your temporary boyfriend, so I should take care of you."
Yuyao Bag Chayin felt a tightness in her chest.
It hurts enough as it is.
It hurts more now than before.
I feel like I really shouldn't ask this question.
Even though I already know the answer, I have to torture myself by asking it. I am really looking for trouble in my free time.
But if you don’t ask, you still have hope.
I am really getting stupider and stupider.
Oiyabukuro Chayin was silent for a moment, holding his breath and asked again: "What about when the time is up?"
"Then of course this responsibility will be gone." Minamoto no Yorimitsu smiled and looked at her and asked, "Do you want to renew the contract, Goyakudou-san?"
Asked two strange questions in a row.
Minamoto Yorimitsu, who is not slow, can certainly feel the strangeness, and at the same time he also has some additional guesses.
"I want to ask you a question."
Oiyabukuro Chaine ignored Minamoto no Yorimitsu's somewhat expectant gaze, and just sat on the bed again, pulling the quilt over and covering his legs.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu gave him a please gesture.
Then Goyakubag Chayin pursed her lips, hugged her legs on the bed and meditated for a while, raised her eyes and became inquisitive, and suddenly asked:
"You always care about gains and losses and transactions. Do you no longer believe in women, or don't you believe in feelings?"
"I have the right not to answer this question."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu kept the smile on his face just now.
Oiyabukuro Chaon stared into his eyes: "The topics you deliberately avoid are the ones you really care about."
After saying this, she fell silent.
He just stared at Minamoto Yorimitsu.
Rarely, he showed a serious look.
Time passes minute by minute.
The atmosphere also became increasingly dull.
After a long time, the smile on Minamoto norimitsu's face gradually faded, and finally turned into a normal look.
He picked up the cup and took a sip of water.
The imperial medicine bag tea sound did not say anything to stop it.
Sharing a cup doesn't seem to be considered an intimate thing anymore. After all, they have exchanged countless bacteria with their mouths, so it's nothing more common than that.
That is to say, when the cup was put down and the bedside table made a collision sound, Minamoto Yorimitsu finally spoke.
"I really don't believe it, so I choose to trade."
Yu Yaobang Chayin's eyes flickered slightly when he heard this.
The moistened lips opened and closed slightly.
He seemed to be preparing to tell his original story.
But Yorimitsu Minamoto didn't give her this chance.
Instead, he raised his legs and made a faint sound.
"If we had a normal relationship, I would not only have to spend time, money and energy. In this era where girls are full of lies, even if I paid, I might still be cheating. If I have enough fun, I will be broken up."
"On the contrary, I only need to trade and take something that does not involve my fundamentals without giving my sincerity, and I can get what I originally had in the relationship. Why do I have to give the other party a knife that can hurt me?"
"So the way to eliminate these problems is to close my heart and refuse to interact. Unless others can see my sincerity, I will respond appropriately."
We are no longer in ancient times. Let alone things like kissing and breasts, even if it involves true innocence, you can easily give it away if your brain gets hot.
In order to pursue the so-called romance, he indulged himself under the hypnosis of alcohol, and also used the slogan that young people should be free, and did things without moral integrity.
It’s not that Yorimitsu Minamoto doesn’t believe in individuals, but the current environment is too scary. You can only know if it’s really clean by trying it, but if you want to achieve in-depth communication, you have to spend too much time and energy.
These words were to express her caution, but when they fell into the ears of Oiyabukuro Chayin, the taste changed, especially when she wore all her memories.
Whether it was Yoshikage Tenkai, other girls he had met, or the contacts on Minamoto no Yorimitsu's phone, they basically came because he showed off his financial resources.
In other words, he has been deliberately using these to get close to girls, but the only difference from the scumbag is that he exchanges at equal value and talks about credit.
I can't fault him at all, but it's far-fetched to say he's good. But thinking about it from his own point of view, Oyakubag Chaon feels a little sad.
Despite this sadness, she had basically figured out what Minamoto norimitsu was thinking, and knew what he was avoiding and what he longed for.
"So you come to people like us?"
A month ago, Oiyabukuro Chaon would never have lowered her attitude like this, because by saying this, she classified herself as a bad girl.
But the reason why I asked him this was because Oiyabukuro Chaon felt that there was no need to pretend anymore, and she had to look directly into her own heart to pry into his heart.
Knowing that she was a green tea, she had already torn off her fig leaf in front of Minamoto Yorimitsu. This was not an impulsive decision, but rather a sincerity towards Minamoto Yorimitsu.
"It seems that you feel that I am looking for people like you who have hurt others to enrich my life."
Minamoto Yorimitsu still didn't tell the truth completely.
Because it involves simulators.
So I still modified some minor details.
"So you don't have any real feelings, right?"
"The things in the trash can don't have to be bad, but who wants to look for things in the trash can?"
"You are already very cautious, and with your wealth and background being known to more and more people, you will only become more cautious. I don't think you will be happy in this life."
"Then just be an unhappy person."
"But if I say that I am willing to bet the most precious thing I left behind, will you believe me?"
The more she spoke, the more excited Oiyabukuro Chaon became. She clenched her fists tightly, and her body that had been leaning on the bed straightened up. It was rare that she almost lost control of her emotions.
The rise and fall of her chest became more intense.
The breath on the tip of his nose became more and more rapid, and bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, like a gambler who wanted to give everything.
But even though I was so angry.
There are no annoying prompts from the emulator.
Minamoto norimitsu's eyes were shocked, and he stayed silent for a long time, and then suddenly asked: "Do you like me?"
Just after saying this.
The atmosphere suddenly changed.
The body of Oiyabukuro Chayin, who was slightly excited at first, froze up, like a balloon that was popped after finally blowing up, and his fighting spirit suddenly disappeared.
Her moist lips trembled for a moment, and then she pressed them tightly, trying not to make herself feel weird.
It was not until half a minute of silence that Oiyabukuro Chayin finally calmed down, stubbornly turned his head to the side, and said in a slightly dry voice:
"I-I didn't. I was just asking."
Seeing this, Yorimitsu Minamoto felt as if he was dreaming.
The once all-powerful master.
Acting like a jealous little daughter?
To be honest, he couldn't tell the difference between true and false.
He has always maintained the highest level of vigilance against famous masters, and he is even more cautious and cautious about places that can stir up his emotions.
Therefore, it is difficult to distinguish between true and false at any time.
But it was not difficult to answer her question. Minamoto Yorimitsu put aside his doubts and nodded: "Maybe."
He paused, then added.
"After all, someone has done this before. Although I say I dislike her, I do trust her a little bit."
After saying this, Yorimitsu Minamoto left.
He didn't say anything about having another lunch, as he seemed to have some personal matters to deal with, and Chayin didn't get up to deliver the medicine bag.
She didn't have the habit of seeing off guests.
In addition, Minamoto no Yorimitsu didn't need to send her off, and their relationship began to blur, so she lay in bed without getting up because her mind was elsewhere.
"After all, it's been done before."
This sentence made Yu Yaobao Chayin stunned for a long time.
Because after Minamoto no Yorimitsu finished speaking, she subconsciously thought of Yoshikage Tenkai who argued with her yesterday.
I still remember when we met at Kamogawa.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu was still impatient with that girl, but in just a week or two, he seemed to have become more intimate with her, and even became more confident.
So the person Minamoto Laiguang talks about.
It's the girl with golden hair.
Think of this.
The sound of royal medicine bag tea makes my teeth itch with hatred.
This is like coming up with a new idea for creation, but before you can write it out, you see that someone else has already finished writing it and posted it, and the idea is the same as your own.
This feeling of frustration is indescribable.
At least the sound of the royal medicine bag tea is very unpleasant.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Liangying Tianhai also hated her to the point of itch.