The sweetness lingers between the lips and teeth is becoming more charming, and the aphrodisiac of the girl on his body also makes him uneasy about the status quo, and he can't help but poke his tongue out to seek more of his presence.

It was sweet, soft and long. Uesugi Osamu was already above without realizing it. It was slid down to her waist, with arms supported on both sides of her little head, and she stared at her tender expression on her pillow.

The light flashing in the eyes seemed to be attached, but it seemed to be unfulfilled.

"Do you want to continue?" he asked uncertainly.

Perhaps it was too hot to press it together, and Hanamara had a little bit of pink sweat on her neck, and the shoulder straps slid off her snow shoulders, hanging loosely on her white arms.

Hanamaru Hanawa turned his head shyly and protected his hands on his chest:

"Let's have breakfast first."

Uesugi Do wanted to continue, but he was willing to listen to her.

When he got up, Hanamaru Hanabu didn't want him to see him change his skirt, so he blushed and urged him several times before calling him out.

Uesugi Sao sat in the living room outside the house. Apart from the TV and coffee table, he always felt that there was less greening. Should he go to the flower market to check it out?

Although the couple's small nest makes it comfortable to live in.

But Uesugi always feels less angry. You can have flowers and plants, and your sister-in-law is so cute.

He likes that little guy crawling around on himself.

Unfortunately, he and Hua Huo still have to go to school, so they can't borrow Hua Yu and her sister to raise them as their daughters.

Thinking about this, let the two mothers move here too?

Uesugi Do not think they would not disturb the world of him and Hanawa, and even sometimes they would pretend not to hear strange sounds.

Sitting here for a long time.

Uesugi Doon then realized that he wanted home.

Squeak.

Hanamaru Hanawa put on his skirt and quietly leaned out the door. He found him sitting on the sofa watching TV, so he walked out.

While thinking about what to cook this morning, I went to the bathroom to wash.

Uesuma Taka kept leaning against the sofa, browsing her cell phone to wait for breakfast.

Hanawa took a few more days off because of a cold, but Uesugi didn't want to go there at all.

Since he was able to take care of his professor on a business trip, he has completely fallen into depravity.

It's simply unsuccessful.

"Zojun." Hanamara Hanabu poked his head out from the wall behind.

"What's wrong?" Uesugi Tou sank on the sofa, not squinting at the TV.

“What do you want to eat in the morning?”

"What to eat? Just do whatever you want." He didn't pick on it.

"Hand-Pulled Noodle?"

"Switch another one."

"Zhao Jun. Didn't you just say it's casual?"

"It's casual, but I don't want to eat ramen."

Hanaman Hanabu was very confused. Is this casual?

“Is it good to eat salad, egg cake and hamburger meat?”

Uesugi turned around and threw his hands on the back of the sofa to look at her: "Can you make a bowl of porridge?"

"But that's OK," Hanamaru Hanabu said, "What does Joe-kun want to eat?"

In Japanese porridge is actually for patients to drink, and there are few ordinary families who use it for breakfast.

It was also very popular in the past, but it was not very much made in modern times. The Miyaki breakfast was mainly rice, and then served with some fried fish, grilled vegetables, and snacks.

There is also a kind of thing in Japan called porridge rice.

It is to pour white rice porridge on cold white rice.

Uesugi Dou really couldn't understand how this combination was eaten. It was all white rice and had no salty taste at all.

"Cleavened eggs and lean meat."

Hanamaru Hanabu: "This, but there are no peeled eggs or vegetables at home."

This dish is quite famous in Japan, and Uesugi Doe has specially asked her to learn how to cook it.

“Go out and buy it?”

"Not found," Hanamara Hanabu said, "there is no place to sell nearby."

Yes, after all, the thing with the squid is just like Natto. I like it very much and the ones I hate it very much.

Most of the annoying ones are called demon eggs, and they all avoid them.

Uesugi Tou also thinks that making porridge with peeled eggs is a little more delicious.

After a long discussion, I still had only the salad and hamburger meat.

However, eating the food she cooks always makes you feel like something unique, like love.

You will feel a warm sense of happiness when put in your mouth.

In front of the table, Uesugi looked at Hanaman Hanai sitting opposite him chewing slowly, picked up the bowl, moved his butt to sit beside her.

Then he picked up a chopstick of salad and sent it to her mouth.

Huawan Hanabu bit off her mouth, closed her red lips, chewed it slowly, and then asked him in a low voice:

"Will Joon be happy if he does this?"

"What should I say? Yes, feeding, maybe it's the same happiness as feeding goldfish together yesterday." Uesugi Cho picked up a small tomato and fed it to her.

Sometimes she looks stupid, but she is actually very careful and sensitive.

She will take care of many small things with great care.

For example, I didn’t go out today, but I dressed up very beautifully and wore white stockings that showed a light fleshy color under my skirt last time.

Sometimes Uesugi really wants to be more serious, but she just sits beside her, so cute, so tempting, and there are only two of them right now.

This heart became very throbbing under the girlish fragrance emitted by her body.

Uesuma Cho picked up a small tomato from the bowl, put it in his mouth and bit it halfway, then shouted to Hanaman Hanabu, who was lying quietly:

"Little Firework."

When Hanamaru Hanabu heard him calling him, he immediately turned his head to look at him.

Then, a small tomato that he bites suddenly blocked his mouth.

"Woo woo." It was too sudden, Hanamara Hanami was a little panicked.

Her lips were close together, soft and sweet. Uesugi Tho directly hugged her head, pressed her tongue against the tail of the tomato, and sent it to her mouth hard.

Hanaman Hanabu resisted a little, but after all, he could not resist his close kiss, so he had to blush and eat the little tomato he sent over.

Uesugi Sao was nostalgic on her lips for a while before he was willing to part.

When I looked at her again, I was already filled with affectionate eyes.

“What does it taste?”

Hanamaru Hanabu shyly lowered his head and whispered: "Sweet, little tomato"

"What else?"
Chapter completed!