“What are you doing?”

The slow and leisurely sound of Uesugi Osaki quietly came into his ears.

Hanaman Hanaman, whose nose was covered by the sheet, suddenly opened his eyes and said with a "Woo--!", as if he was shocked.

He quickly pulled up his bed sheet to block his instant red cheeks, trembling like a frightened little rabbit hiding inside in fear.

Uesugi Seo couldn't see her covered face, but from what she looked like just now, she didn't have to think about it and understand what she was doing.

He asked slowly, deliberately:

"Huawa...isn't you doing anything strange, are you?"

The sheet tightened inward again.

After a long time, Hanamaru Hanabu's extremely shy voice came out through the thin sheets.

"Flowers, fireworks are not...."

"Lying is not possible."

Uesuma Dora smiled, grabbed the corner with both hands, and pulled away the sheets that covered her blushing face.

"No, no!"

Hanamaru Hanawa's beautiful eyes opened at first, but when he saw his face, he quickly closed it in panic, and his hands were timidly retracted to his chest.

"Zhu, Zhaojun..."

After the girl was pulled apart with a simple fig leaf, she was covered in shy cheeks with redness.

Uesugi Sao found her soft hair wet on her forehead, and reached out to touch her feverish rosy face.

"This is the secret of Little Fire?"

Having been discovered secretly, Hanamaru Hanawa was extremely shy, she said with her lips on her face:

"No, no..."

"If you like it, you have to say it bravely," Uesugizo looked at him with a smile, deliberately making trouble: "You must say it yourself, Hanabu likes the taste of Joe."

"Woo--"

Hanamaru Hanahuo closed his eyes and his red face was trapped in his pillow: "Hahuo, Hanahuo can't speak."

Her voice exudes a girlish aura.

Uesugi Tho leaned down and pressed her ears and said, "It's okay, Thojun also likes the smell of firewood. Isn't it normal for lovers to like each other?"

Her face was down, she pressed against her white-couple-like neck and bit her lightly.

The bitten neck, the slightest breath of his nose was wrapped with the smell of his body, and the warmth of his heart came.

The gentleness in his hands also came in from under his waistline's clothes.

Time... passes slowly.

The girl's heart, which is as sensation as April spring, is completely trapped in this endless love.

Hanaman Hanabu, who had turned over, raised his chin slightly, faced his head between his neck, and shouted softly: "Zhaojun..."

The more you like, the more you want the other person to get closer.

The incident in the afternoon was already taken away from afar.

The sweetness of a girl's body is always addictive.

Following her soft body, you can feel the touch of the girl with delicate skin in her palm, and then you can reflect the indescribable beautiful curves of the girl's body in your mind.

"Yeah..." Huamaru Hanawa suddenly snorted lightly, and the crispy and glutinous feeling was refreshing.

"What's wrong?" Uesugi Tou looked at her with both hands on the bed.

"No, nothing..."

Xiao Huahuo's cheeks were red, and his soft hands were huddled on the chest of his sweatshirt, and he said in a slight sense: "That's, it's just a little itchy..."

Not long ago, Uesugi Doo understood that the itchy thing about Hanawa was mixed with a layer of "comfortable".

He smiled at her slightly: "I'm tired after the long-distance run?"

His smile made Hanamaru Hanaguchi not know what he wanted to do, so he could only agree with fear and a little expectant:

"Um..."

"That......"

Uesugi Tou dragged her long tail tone and gently rubbed her tender belly under her sweatshirt: "How about taking a shower?"

The words gradually penetrated into my ears.

His hands are very gentle, warm and gentle.

The itchy meaning of this silky silk was wandering in my heart for a long time, and it became deeper and deeper. Hanamaru Hanabu was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to look at his eyes. He stopped worrying about it for a long time before whispering:

"good......"

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The mist surrounding the air slowly emerged, covering the blazing lights with a layer of mist.

The soft sound of stroking water surged into my ears, and the warm bath lamp dyed the white ceramic tiles.

bathroom,

The sound of water is faintly revealed, with an indescribable dreamy hazy.

Huawanhuai sat in the bathtub, warm water caressing the flawless jade-like skin.

Her small hands clenched the bath towel, covering her chest, and her face was red with difficulty.

Hanamaru Hanawa kept turning his head to the door, then hurriedly lowered his head, repeating the meaningless action.

The cute girl's heart is very entangled and messy.

Now... Fireworks, Fireworks should, what should I do?

Twist.

Knock on the door.

"Can you come in?"

"Zojun, Hanawa wants to take a bath alone..." Hanawa, shy Hanawa shouted to the people outside the door.

"How can this work? Didn't Xiao Huahuo agree?"

"But...but..." Hanaman Hanabu, with moist hair, covered her chest with a bath towel, and was very panicked, not knowing what to say to herself just now.

"Then I'll come in."

The sound of the door bolt turning.

"No, no! No!" Hanamaru Hanabu's hurried voice.

Uesuma did not panic in, but said to it:

"If Xiao Huahuo doesn't agree, I will tell my aunt what happened just now."

"No!" The girl's shyness flowed out from the crack of the door.

"The little fireworks choose one."

"Select, choose..."

Hanaman Hanabu was very confused when she grabbed the towel on her chest. Maybe her little head was not very smart today, so she thought about it for a long time but didn't respond.

Uesuma Tho pushed open the door directly.

Huamao Huahuo's pupils shrank rapidly in the white porcelain bathtub, and he quickly turned his head, "Zhaojun can't come in yet! Huahuo hasn't thought about it yet."

As soon as she stepped in, her nose was filled with the fragrance of shower gel, and the girl's snow-white back was hazy under the fog.

"If you don't answer, Xiao Hanawa is just acquiesced." Uesuso closed the door casually.

"How, how can this be..."

Although Hanamaru Hanaguchi, who was not wearing much clothes, did not dare to see him, she could also understand that a figure was getting closer.

After stepping on water, it is the sound of entering water.

Hanaman Hanabu knew that he sat down behind him.

In the quiet mist, Uesugi Osaki could only see the white and clean back in front of her.

The beautiful lines of the girl's shoulder blades, a soft and long depression in the middle, are all fascinating.

The Uesugi family is not poor. Although it is not as big as the bathtub of the Hanamaru family, it is enough to accommodate two people.

What's more, sitting in front of me is a girl who is as pitiful as a deer born.

She shivered and shivered in the corners of the bathtub, and she was very small.

Uesugi Sato tried to touch her shoulder with his fingers. Hanaman, who was extremely shy, immediately lowered his body and contracted, stirring up ripples in the bathtub.
To be continued...