A long sound that ripped through the air sounded, followed by bright and huge fireworks.
With the dark night sky as the background, colorful lights bloomed in profusion. The tourists browsing the stalls raised their heads and let out bursts of cheers. In the VIP seats, several people eating horse meat hot pot also looked up.
The flames illuminated the ground, casting illusory and beautiful shadows, and Mrs. Kasahara's face looking up at the night sky was also illuminated.
"Among the haiku about fireworks, there is one I particularly like." She said softly.
"Teach me." Mrs. Hoshimi drank some wine, her cheeks were red, like a shy girl.
"It's a poetess named Nakatomi Fumiko," Mrs. Kasahara curled her lips and smiled passionately at Fujiwara Izaya, "Do you want to hear it, Master Fujiwara?"
Fujiwara Izaya nodded.
In the orange firelight, the wife's hair shone like golden threads.
"It's deafening, the fireworks are hanging high in the night sky, blooming one after another. All my soul and body are taken away by you." Mrs. Kasahara reached out and grabbed his arm, shaking it gently: "It is said that this female poet
Yeah, I also have a husband, but I fell in love with a young man..."
"It's so beautiful." Mrs. Hoshimi admired.
She was probably a little drunk, so she couldn't hear clearly what her best friend was saying. She clapped her hands and praised: "On the night when the fireworks were set off, she was loved by the man and melted with the fireworks..."
"I also hope Master Fujiwara will do this." Mrs. Kasahara held her hand.
"Of course, I will take away all my wife's body and mind." Izaya Fujiwara moved his buttocks.
This is a rectangular table, with two pairs of mother and daughter sitting face to face. Fujiwara Izaya was originally sitting alone, but Mrs. Kasahara pulled her to his side and faced Mrs. Hoshimi.
In an instant, the other three women looked over.
"Senior!" Kasahara Asuka puffed her face, "You should come over and sit over Asuka's side."
"No! You all heard it just now, right?" Fujiwara Izaya firmly refused and said to the other three women who were about to take action, "My whole soul and body will be taken away by you - she said this
It means calling me a monster! I have to sit here and teach her a lesson!"
"Huh?" Mrs. Kasahara threatened him with a half-smile, and then continued to watch the fireworks.
In the sky, fireworks in the shape of willow trees were shining brightly, and the golden willow branches were hanging down like lines. When Mrs. Kasahara looked up at the fireworks, her expression seemed to be reminiscing about something, a bit melancholy. Her classical bun was pulled back on her head, illuminated by the fireworks.
The profile of her face is as delicate as a freshly peeled lily.
After a while, the fireworks ended and the sky returned to darkness.
Mrs. Kasahara turned around and looked at Fujiwara Izaya with a smile.
The somewhat melancholy expression just now suddenly turned into a charming one, and the legs under the table were stretched out.
"Let's see how you teach me a lesson!" she said in a voice that only two people could hear.
I will not be tempted... Fujiwara Izaya remains as motionless as a mountain.
The horsemeat hot pot on the table was bubbling, and the heat separated the sight from the other side. Everyone was enjoying their leisure time, eating hot pot, drinking Shizuoka tea, chatting and laughing. Asuka Kasahara didn't eat anything the whole time, just
Hold the fruit plate to your chest and keep chewing the fruit.
"Come, Rinzi, have a cup of tea." Mrs. Hoshimi made a cup of tea and served it to her daughter.
Rinko Hoshimi brought the cup to her mouth. The tea was very light and tasted delicious. Mrs. Hoshimi said on the side like a TV shopping salesperson: "Shizuoka tea can be classified as green tea, but it is different from the common flaky tea.
The difference is that it is processed into powder. Brewing Shizuoka tea is also very particular. You need to prepare a porcelain teapot and a water temperature of 80 degrees Celsius. After entering the water for a minute or two, it must be filtered out, otherwise it will be easy to over-steep."
"So particular?" Fujiwara Izaya asked curiously.
"This tea will taste even more beautiful if a girl with a gentle personality makes it."
Mrs. Hoshimi gently tugged on her daughter's sleeve and glanced towards Fujiwara Izaya.
Xing Jian Rinzi shook his head slowly but said nothing.
"Oh, please take the initiative..." Mrs. Hoshimi leaned her head and whispered in her daughter's ear, "Since we are in love with each other, why don't we take it as soon as possible. I have to worry about my mother to death... Huh? Himeko?" At this time,
She noticed that Mrs. Kasahara's face was a little red, raised her head and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay..." Mrs. Kasahara held a piece of horse meat and stuck out her tongue, "The horse meat with balanced oil and fat is quite delicious. I bit my tongue when I ate it too quickly."
Fujiwara Izaya squeezed her thigh hard.
When pinched through the mourning clothes, it feels fleshy.
"Yeah!" Mrs. Kasahara shook her hand, and the horse meat quickly fell back into the pot.
Immediately, she glanced sideways at Fujiwara Izaya, her eyes angry.
Little bastard!
I can seduce you!
But you can't take advantage of me!
Human beings really have double standards... Fujiwara Izaya felt angry, but he couldn't beat her for a while, so he had to let go of his hand.
"Hmph!" Mrs. Kasahara picked up the horse meat again and slowly put it into her lips.
Opposite, Hoshimi Rinko made tea with her own hands after her mother's persuasion. First she washed her hands and the tea set with clean water, and then dried them carefully with a handkerchief. Her movements were elegant and pleasing to the eye. The sea breeze blew from the hillside, and the dark beauty
Her hair fluttered with her dark clothes.
Fujiwara Izaya temporarily forgot about his wife's legs and concentrated on watching her performance.
The brewed Shizuoka tea is bright light green in color and exudes a light fragrance.
"Please." Hoshimi Rinko's snow-white arms slowly stretched out, like the buds of a cherry tree in early spring, growing vigorously.
"Thank you, senior." Fujiwara Izaya lifted one hand from the bottom of the table so that he could take the tea with both hands.
But when he just brought it over, Mrs. Kasahara bumped his thigh with her leg, and the tea spilled slightly.
"Sorry, I'm a little excited." Fujiwara Izaya covered it up calmly and took a sip of tea, "Sip it slowly and you will feel a refreshing and pure green fruit flavor in your mouth. It seems that Jean has a gentle personality.
It’s really wonderful if a girl comes to brew it.”
The corners of Xing Jian Rinzi's mouth turned up slightly.
Her expression was a bit proud, but more of a girlish shyness.
To be honest, Fujiwara Izaya really likes the girlish charm of his senior... None of the women around him are like this, let alone the seniors. The only two juniors are still little devils.
.
"Senior, senior—"
Asuka Kasahara pouted, reached out from her mother's body and grabbed Fujiwara Izaya's arm.
"Asuka is also a gentle girl -" her voice was coquettish, like a child vying for favor.
"I think you need to relearn elementary school Chinese," Fujiwara Izaya said.
Asuka Kasahara picked up the leftover watermelon rind and threw it at him. She rolled her eyes at him angrily but seductively: "I'll show you how gentle my junior sister is in a minute!"
"Boom——"
A second round of explosions sounded outside.
Then with a "bang", a huge chrysanthemum bloomed in the night sky, and the bright light even illuminated the distant sea.
Several people were attracted by this shocking picture. They all looked up and saw that the large fireworks were constantly spawning new fireworks, which fell from the night sky like a waterfall and made a "dropping sound".
"It's amazing..." Hoshimi Rinko murmured.
It’s not like she had never seen fireworks before, but this was the first time she saw fireworks on the sea. The gorgeous and shocking sight of the sea and sky could directly shake her heart.
Fujiwara Izaya was also watching the fireworks, but he was a little absent-minded.
Taking advantage of the noise caused by the second round of fireworks, he had no worries. Besides, Chairman Kasahara blocked her again, so why should he be polite to her? At that moment, the round thighs felt. Soon, Mrs. Kasahara, who looked up at the fireworks,
My forehead and cheeks were all red from the fireworks, and I didn’t know if the fireworks were really beautiful.
The second round of fireworks is over.
The attentive Hoshimi Rinko noticed that Aunt Kasahara's white face and neck had a rosy glow.
With her rosy cheeks and her noble and charming eyebrows, she was like a ripe forbidden fruit that made people want to take a bite.
"When will the third round of fireworks start?" Asuka Kasahara asked.
"There are still fifteen minutes left," Mrs. Hoshimi said, and then asked her daughter: "After the fireworks are set off and there are performances, you can go shopping."
"I want to go out with my senior first." Kasahara Asuka tilted her head and looked at her mother: "Mom, let me...g, mom, your face is so red."
"...Haha, it's hot."
Mrs. Kasahara is in trouble.
She really wanted to say that your senior is causing trouble... but when she thought that she wanted to have fun and stretched her legs out to tease her, she was too embarrassed to say this.
"Let me fan my mother." The little daughter thoughtfully picked up the fan to fan herself.
At this time, Fujiwara Izaya was no longer a scumbag, and placed his hands on the table obediently.
"...Phew." Mrs. Kasahara breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, there were a lot of people here. She thought to herself, this little bastard is really bold. If he continues to act like this, wouldn't he take off his pants one day?
no!
If I want to take it off, I can only take it off personally.
As the chairman of the board of directors, Mrs. Kasahara had never been provoked like this before. She calmed down her agitated mood silently, with a hint of excitement emerging from her delicate eyebrows.
As a child and a subordinate, he provoked himself as an aunt and boss!
This kind of thing about undermining one's superiors is really, really... so interesting!
In order to fight back on the spot and teach Fujiwara Izaya a profound lesson, Mrs. Kasahara quietly stretched out her legs and rubbed the soles of Mrs. Hoshimi's feet diagonally opposite with her toes.
"Um?"
Mrs. Hoshimi, who was eating with her head down, suddenly trembled.
"What's wrong with Yako?" Mrs. Kasahara asked with concern.
"Oh, it's okay, I'm a little thirsty." Seeing his wife's head hanging low, Xing reached out and poured a glass of ice water.
As soon as she brought it to her mouth and took a sip of it, Mrs. Kasahara stretched out her foot and rubbed her calf a few times teasingly.
"..." Mrs. Hoshimi drank the water in the glass in one gulp, and then raised her head with drunken eyes. Opposite her, Fujiwara Izaya was holding a piece of watermelon and chewing it. The mother and daughter of the Kasahara family were whispering, and everyone could see their expressions.
No exception.
But under the table, Mrs. Kasahara's legs and Fujiwara Izaya's legs started fighting.
Fujiwara Izaya controlled the intensity and angle to ensure that he would not kick anyone else, but Mrs. Kasahara was very scheming and always deliberately kicked Mrs. Hoshimi. Finally, Mrs. Hoshimi couldn't bear it anymore and deliberately let the chopsticks fall.
on the ground, then lowered his head and quickly glanced under the table.
Mrs. Kasahara, who had been paying attention to her movements for a long time, immediately put her legs firmly under her buttocks.
Under the table, Mrs. Hoshimi only saw Fujiwara Lin's legs stretched out, so she naturally thought that he was causing trouble. For more than ten minutes, the little bastard continued to rub his legs against her,
It’s really getting more and more presumptuous!
Mrs. Hoshimi is also in trouble.
Her daughter was by her side, how could she have the nerve to say it... Coupled with being bullied by Mrs. Kasahara for a long time, she had a submissive character. She could only pretend to be calm and eat the food the whole time, occasionally saying a few words to her daughter, trying her best
Don't let others notice your differences.
But her face still turned red uncontrollably.
Different from the noble and charming Mrs. Kasahara, her temperament when blushing is a little less cold and a little more delicate. She is like a platycodon trembling in the strong wind - delicate, fragile, and charming.
Mrs. Hoshimi is so alluring tonight... Izaya Fujiwara finds it a bit incredible.
My Yako is so cute... Mrs. Kasahara got so playful that she simply stretched out her feet, held the white socks on her best friend's feet with her toes and took them off. But no matter how bad things were done under the table, she seemed
He was still serious and teaching his daughter nothing unusual.
"Why don't you eat some food? Why have you been eating fruit? I refused to eat before dinner. Now I am eating fruit all the time. What should I do if I feel bloated..."
“It’s so hot that I have no appetite—”
Asuka Kasahara held the fruit plate on her chest and her mouth was full.
"Don't eat any more!" Mrs. Kasahara snatched the fruit plate away.
Asuka Kasahara originally wanted to grab the fruit plate, but Mrs. Kasahara's hand stretched towards her lips, and she covered her mouth with a "Ugh" sound, puffing out her cheeks and chewing hard. Mrs. Kasahara's hand could only be patted angrily.
Her face: "Don't swallow the seeds."
"I know, Mom...ah no, Grandma Kasahara!"
Mrs. Kasahara smiled and fixed her daughter's hair, but said helplessly: "I shouldn't have given birth to you in the first place."
"Hey, it's mom's loss that such a lovely Asuka is gone!" Asuka Kasahara stretched out her hand to grab the fruit plate, but Mrs. Kasahara slapped her away.
Mrs. Xingjian's face turned red and her head was almost buried under the table.
"Mom, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Rinko Hoshimi asked worriedly.
"Yeah, it's okay." Mrs. Hingmi raised her blushing face and exhaled, "I drank some wine just now, and I'm a little overwhelmed."
Fujiwara Izaya looked towards her.
It was true that he looked drunk, his cheeks to his chest were slightly red, and his drunken eyes were filled with mist. But he looked really good-looking, and he didn't look away for a while.
While massaging her best friend's feet, Mrs. Kasahara said jokingly: "Brother Fujiwara, why are you always staring at my Yako? Look, Yako's face is all red."
"That's right!" Taking this opportunity, Mrs. Hoshimi glared at Fujiwara Izaya.
That shameful and angry look was clearly warning him not to act recklessly, at least not in front of so many pairs of eyes.
However, Fujiwara Izaya, who had no idea what was going on, only felt that Hoshi's drunken appearance was particularly charming, so he said cheerfully: "The peach blossom wine in her eyes is half drunk, and her drunk appearance is really charming."
"...You!" Mrs. Hoshimi frowned and her eyelids trembled slightly. At this moment, she couldn't care about anything anymore. She stood up with her hands on the table, "I'm going to go out for a walk."
In a hurry, Mrs. Kasahara jerked her feet back.
"Ah..." Mrs. Xingjian's feet were hooked, and her upper body fell down.
"Be careful." Xing Jian Linzi reached out to help her.
Mrs. Hoshimi’s gaze fell under the table.
Although Mrs. Kasahara's legs were retracted in time, the white sock that had been taken off was still in front of her knees.
"Himeko——" Mrs. Hoshimi took a deep breath.
"Well, disgusting!" Mrs. Kasahara, who instantly realized that she had been exposed, covered her face with her hands and made a dissatisfied voice, as if she had been caught doing something bad.
"What's wrong with you?" Fujiwara Izaya looked confused.
"Get out!" Mrs. Hoshimi was almost mad at her best friend and glared at Fujiwara Izaya, "Take them two out, I have something to settle with Himeko!"
When she is angry, her voice is particularly high-pitched and sexy.
Fujiwara Izaya wanted to stay and watch them fight, but Hoshimi Rinko and Kasahara Asuka escorted him out of the VIP table one on the other.
Under the light of stars and bonfires, the three of them walked down the slope and arrived at the main stage. The third round of fireworks was about to start. The square was packed with people and it was almost difficult to move. Almost one-third of the people present wore
Without the mask, I couldn't see my face clearly.
"What do you want to play?" Fujiwara Izaya asked as he walked.
"I want to play with the two of you, senior." Kasahara Asuka's tone was simple.
"...Where's senior sister?"
"I want my schoolgirl to disappear."
"..."
Fujiwara Izaya decided not to ask them.
As the head of the family, he must be courageous.
Under the night, the bonfire reflected the outlines of pedestrians, and various snacks and entertainment were placed around the stage. The various sounds made by the firelight made it very lively. The children gathered in a circle to watch the toy cars running in an oval shape, and the parents next to them
They are sparking debates one after another over whether to buy a car worth 1,200 yuan for their five children.
Passing by a barbecue stall, the stove filled with skewers attracted attention.
The two eldest ladies didn't want to eat.
Next was the shooting booth, and Fujiwara Izaya felt itchy.
The two eldest ladies are not interested in prizes.
With a bang, the third round of fireworks rose into the sky. Kasahara Asuka held Fujiwara Izaya's sleeve and looked up while walking forward. Occasionally, she tripped and hit her head on the senior's back.
Passing by a mask stall, the school girl was attracted.
"senior--"
"What?"
"mask!"
"Don't you have one at home?"
"If you want to buy it——"
"Where's senior sister?"
Hoshimi Rinko glanced at the mask stand with a disgusted expression: "It's too unrefined and doesn't look good."
"That's good, senior and I will wear it." Kasahara Asuka chuckled, picked up Fujiwara Izaya and ran over.
"..." Hoshimi Rinko's expression changed, and she gritted her teeth and followed her. A minute later, she was put on a white fox mask by Fujiwara Izaya, the same as Kasahara Asuka's. And Fujiwara Izaya himself chose
Got a tengu mask.
The third round of fireworks show began soon.
Fujiwara Izaya bought another shaved ice and some roasted corn, and walked to a place with a little less people. The woods on both sides were densely crowded towards the road, and he walked zigzag until he reached the front of the woods. The lights here were a little dim,
There are dense trees and you can't see the fireworks. But if you don't want to be disturbed, it's a wonderful place.
"What a great place." Kasahara Asuka looked around with her eyes, "The grove is the best place for couples to come. It would be nice if the senior sister is not here."
"It's good that you're not here." Fujiwara Izaya hit her on the head.
"Well, just be here, senior sister, you can only watch but not eat." Kasahara Asuka smiled proudly, sat down with her shoulder next to his, and looked forward to it.
The third round of fireworks started.
With the continuous sound of "dong, dong, dong", the fireworks rushed into the sky like arrows, bursting into flames of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, and various colors of fireworks bloomed.
Fujiwara Izaya took some photos and sent them to Kawashima Miji.
After taking pictures of the fireworks, he took another selfie wearing a mask and sent it.
[Fujiwara: Look, the real character is appearing! 】
[Meiji: What is that thing next to you? 】
Fujiwara Izaya zoomed in and found a shelf next to it, with several gnashing lion headgear hanging high on the shelf.
This is a lion head used in Japanese lion dance. The head has many smooth and soft hairs. The whole body is only based on red, but the mane is green, which makes it look a little ghostly and wild.
[Fujiwara: It should be a prop for the lion dance performance later.]
[Meiji: Oh.]
[Fujiwara: What is your wife doing? 】
[Meiji: Watching the fireworks.]
[Fujiwara: I am alone. It would be great if my wife could appear by my side. 】
Kawashima Meiji has been read and cannot be read back.
Fujiwara Izaya put away his mobile phone. After the feast of light and sound, the fireworks disappeared and the sky fell into darkness again. The sea breeze blew away the smoke, and Rinko Hoshimi held down her hair that was messed up by the wind with her hands.
"Fireworks are so sentimental."
At this time, another gust of wind happened to blow, and the sound reached his ears. Fujiwara Izaya looked over. The senior's tragic profile reflected in the bonfire was more serious, more solemn, and more ruthless than usual.
"What did you think of?" he asked.
"I thought of the Sumida River Fireworks Festival last year," Rinko Hoshimi said, raising her face slightly and letting the sea breeze caress her hair. "Fireworks have always been regarded as the most beautiful scenery in midsummer. After decorating the night sky beautifully, they immediately disappear without a trace.
Without a trace. This short-lived quality is quite tragic and really sad.”
"But those who watch the fireworks will remember it." Fujiwara Izaya replied with a smile, "And you can continue to watch it every year in the future."
"But last year it was just you and me." Hoshimi Rinko's voice was cold.
Her fox mask was worn on the top of her head, and the back of her neck under the ball-shaped hair was bathed in the firelight and dyed with a faint blush.
"Well, shaved ice is delicious." Fujiwara Izaya took a bite of shaved ice, as if he didn't hear what she said clearly.
"Next year we will be two people again." Kasahara Asuka chewed on a piece of roasted corn, her little mouth turned black, "Senior and I, there is no senior."
Before the senior could fight back, Fujiwara Izaya knocked the senior on the head: "None of the three of us will be left behind next year."
"Who wants to fight with you two or three?" Xing Jian Rinzi looked unconcerned.
"I want to eat shaved ice." Hoshimi Rinko looked directly at Fujiwara Izaya.
Fujiwara Izaya took a big mouthful and put it in his mouth, then gave her the remaining half.
"I want it too!" Kasahara Asuka pouted dissatisfied.
Fujiwara Izaya held the shaved ice in his mouth and spread his hands helplessly: "No more..."
"Just one portion, it's mine." Hoshimi Rinko calmly held the spoon, scooped out a small spoonful of shaved ice and put it in her mouth. She breathed a sigh of relief as if she was enjoying it: "This summer, it's ice-cold and sweet watermelon flavor."
Kasahara Asuka turned back: "Senior, what's in your mouth..."
There was a sly smile on her lips, and there was some kind of conspiracy brewing in her clear, dark eyes.
"I'll buy it!" Fujiwara Izaya immediately got up.
joke.
This made me kiss you, and my senior sister would have exploded on the spot.
Fujiwara Izaya can still tell which one is better, tonight or tonight.
I squeezed all the way back to the shaved ice stall, and just as I was about to say hello to the boss, I immediately grabbed him and dragged him back. As soon as he disappeared, Kawashima Miji, who had been looking for him all the way, appeared.
In front of the shaved ice stall.
Where is that shit... The gloomy face of this peerless enchantress was mercilessly illuminated by the flames of the occasional campfire. There were people all around, and a large number of them had masks on their heads. It was impossible to tell who was who.
Who is it? After looking at this place for a while, she took her mobile phone to find the monk who was in charge of order and asked: "These lion headgear are very beautiful. Can you tell me where they are? I want to take a photo."
"Oh, over there." The monk showed the beauty the way diligently.
"Thank you!" Kawashima Miji left with a cold face.
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"g, chestnut!"
"Are you happy?"
"Can you tell me where to go?"
"Of course, find a place where no one is around."
"...Then why did you take me to the VIP table?"
"With Fuka-Eri."
"This is called no one -"
Xia Xili smiled meaningfully.
After being dragged all the way into the VIP seat, Fujiwara Izaya's eyes lit up.
The red-based yukata looks particularly gorgeous when worn on Kasahara Fuka-Eri. The cuffs and neckline are also embroidered with colorful auspicious birds with gold threads. Matched with her long orange hair, the whole person's color suddenly changes.
Taken to the extreme.
"What are you doing here?" Kasahara Fuka-Eri had a straight face, as if she didn't welcome him.
"I was dragged here by Li Zi." Fujiwara Izaya sat down on the tatami.
As long as he manages his time well and everyone stays with him for a while, there will definitely be no overturn tonight.
"The three of us are having a good time." Xia Xili sat down next to him and naturally put one hand around his waist. She was wearing a light blue bathrobe with a chrysanthemum pattern on the collar, which was very cute.
Cool and elegant. An expensive Xiangyun gauze short coat shines on her shoulders, and the necklace around her neck is also shining.
Fujiwara Izaya sighed helplessly: "Don't play me to death."
"How can auntie give up!" Xia Xili blew hot air on his face.
Her delicate lips can easily make people have evil thoughts. Fujiwara Izaya also discovered that she also sprayed some strange perfume that exuded the fragrance of cream.
"Strange," Fujiwara Izaya asked, "have you changed your perfume?"
Xia Xili rested her chin on his shoulder and gently touched his face with her slender fingers: "This is specially prepared for you, does it smell good?"
"Smell it again." Fujiwara Izaya leaned his nose closer and smelled her exposed neck. A strong fragrance spread into his nose. Somehow, he felt a little confused and uncontrollably recalled Mrs. Tanimura's brew.
Milk tea scene.
"Why does he look like a child who hasn't stopped breastfeeding... Oh, it's exactly what I thought!" Xia Xili laughed without caring about the image.
Fujiwara Izaya raised his gaze.
On her smooth neck, uukanshu.com www.uukanshu.com, each of the subtle, skin-colored hairs is stuck with a drop of white water droplets. Under the bonfire, these water droplets, which are so small that they are almost invisible, shine with a pearly color.
The light is so beautiful.
My aunt's skin is already delicate and moist, and with the addition of this cream-like layer, it looks even more luxurious. Master Shanshen's hands are already delicate, but compared with her skin, they look like a farmer covered in mud.
of.
"It's simply immortal skin..." Fujiwara Izaya controlled his heartbeat and touched her neck with his hand, "What on earth is going on?"
"What a change you made for Xiao Lin." Xia Xili smiled innocently, grabbed his hand and slowly slid it down from his neck.
It feels wrong!
After analysis, Fujiwara Izaya came to the conclusion that it was at least one cup too big.
"Did you go for surgery?" he asked in disbelief.
"Auntie, you don't need it!" Xia Xili's eyes and tone became softer, which seemed to be mixed with longing for the future, "This is not enough, I will give you a taste of something better later."
"What is it?" Fujiwara Izaya was looking forward to it.
Xia Xili smiled sweetly and said, "Hold me tight."
Fujiwara Izaya turned his head and glanced at Kasahara Fuka-Eri.
Sister always had an expressionless face and her eyes did not fall here. So he stretched out his arms and hugged Xia Xili tightly in his arms. It was like the oars of a boat hitting the bottom of the boat in the water. Although separated by clothes,
Xia Xili could also feel the strong muscles on his arms and chest.
The boy, who looked like a young bull, had his chest softly pressed against his own.