However, when Uesugi Sato put down his hand and opened his eyes again, there was no shadow of Ai at the door.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this scene was seen by Aiyi, she probably won’t be as good as she knows a little bit of knowledge.

Uesugi Tho fell back on the pillow, looking at the ceiling above his head.

It was quiet for a while.

He looked for the sunshine of Asahi and turned his gaze in a direction.

The light jumped and flickered on her snow-white shoulders, and was as bright as water.

After watching Uesugi Sato for a long time, he had to think that before, there was never such an opportunity to observe her petite shoulders at such a close distance.

Now we can not only observe it up close, but if we want, we can also hold her in our arms, smell her fragrance, and gently comb her hair with our fingers.

The girl's back is really petite, and the white lines from her arms to her shoulders to her neck make people unable to help but want to hug her in a pity.

If you want to say that what impressed Uesugi last night was that except for Hanabu's care about her tenderness, she was the only time to cry in her arms.

Although very short...

She really rarely cried. She liked to hide and wipe her tears secretly since she was a child. She never blamed anyone or blamed others.

Huamaru Huahuo was immersed in the ocean of dreams, with an unprepared expression, as cute as she usually slept the most fragrant and stable.

When the sunlight jumping on her shoulder fell into Uesugiba's eyes, he stretched out his hand and slowly turned Hanamaru Hanai to the side, allowing her little head to lean towards him.

"Huahuo, get up and go to work."

Uesugi Do tried to shout her and gently push her shoulders, but she showed no sign of awakening at all, just showing him a quiet and beautiful sleeping look.

With his hands approaching, he could feel the stable breath between her nose and smell the fragrance of lily flowers mixed with the fragrance of shower gel and body.

Uesugi Seo couldn't help but put her nose between her hair and sniffed it carefully for a while.

I found that the quilt on her chest was a little too downward, so I pulled it up again to cover the key part and leave only the collarbone outside.

Although I couldn't see it, Uesugi Doo was sleeping on the same bed with her now, and her legs were still actively resting on Uesugi Doo's legs. Her skin was smooth and warm and warm.

Anyway, there is no need to worry about going to school. There are snacks in the refrigerator. Aiyi and Qian Aiyi don’t have to worry about eating breakfast.

Uesugi Doo simply hugged his wife and slept for a while. He reached under the quilt and touched her warm belly, slid from her waistline to her back, and then pulled her whole body closer.

Comfort is particularly comfortable, but there is one disadvantage to doing this, that is, it will be difficult to control your key parts.

In order not to let her be thrust into pain, Uesugi Gou moved backwards.

What kind of junction between heaven and hell is this? Looking at the naked Hanamara Hanabu sleeping happily in his chest, Uesugi Sao admired himself a little.

One hand was around her back and supported her shoulders from below, and the other hand was placed on her willow waist, pointing downwards, pressing the delicate rebound feeling that her belly was transmitted back.

While Uesugi Sao closed her eyes again while trying not to disturb her sleep.

Thinking, let's sleep for a while—

......

"Zhaojun,Zhaojun,Zhaojun..."

Uesugi Do only felt his hands shaking himself gently, and one foot had not stepped out of his dream, "Hmm..."

"It's so early...Zhaojun."

"morning."

Uesugi, with his eyes closed, subconsciously wanted to reach out and take her into his arms.

"No...Zhaojun..."

With his hands pushing himself in his chest, Uesugi Doon realized that it was not a dream in front of him, but a reality.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Huahuo blushing a little.

"What's wrong?" asked Uesugi.

"Why is Joe Joe on Hanahuo's bed..." Hanahuo Hanahuo opened the cup in front of his chest and looked at it, then panicked and covered it again, looking at Uesugi Sato lying beside him.

"Can't my husband be in my wife's bed?"

"No, that's not what it means..."

"What does it mean?"

Uesugi asked, "She was carrying the sun, and the brightness of the rising sun made her petite body shine with a white halo."

"Zojun...are you playing a love game with Hanahuo? Logically... it shouldn't be so close now..." Hanahuo Hanahuo became hesitant as he spoke.

"But yesterday it was Hanaishi-chan who wanted to keep me." Uesugi Seated, pulled one of her little hands, and admired her face, which was much more cute than the beautiful girl, with a scorching, white egg-like small and moisturized appearance on it.

"Haiwaku himself..."

"right."

"But Fireworks...no impression..."

After fighting for so long last night, Huahuojiang didn't even remember it.

no.

I also want to see more shy expressions of Huahuo.

Uesuma Dog had a bad idea at this time. He approached Hanamara Hanamaki, who was sitting on the bed and covering his chest with a quilt.

"Zhaojun..."

Hanamaru Hanabu shrank back with some fear.

"Familia, do you remember what you made last night?"

"Last year...night?"

Although the girl was a little stupid, she could understand what was going on.

Her face quickly became hot, her head was buried deep as if it was burned, and her little hands also clenched the sheets.

"Hashibaya." Uesugi Dog moved closer to her a little longer, and shouted to her at the same time.

She buried her face, and almost every time she got closer, her innocent and cute look flashed back in her mind.

Gradually approaching, Uesugi Osaki held her hand from behind and placed the smooth fingers in his hands one by one to knead it. His jade hands were slender and slim. If he hadn't really held them in his hands, it would be difficult to experience this small and warm beauty.

"Zhaojun, did Hua Huo get drunk yesterday?"

"Yes."

"Have you said something strange?"

"No." Uesugi Teru replied, placing her hand in her palm, petite and crystal clear, exuding the tender heart of a girl, and she couldn't let go of her love.

Hanamaru Hanabu was a little relieved, but the feeling of Uesugi Do was behind her made her feel a little uneasy, "Zojun... I don't like you... I really can't be so close..."

"Really? Your Highness, Princess." Uesugi said with a biting ear over her snow shoulder.

"Zhaojun..." Hanamara Hanami twisted his mind, his eyes fluttered, his mind was hazy, and he couldn't help but gently turn his snow-white neck.

Perhaps feeling the trembling of her mood, Uesugi Seo rubbed her face and said gently in her most unacceptable voice: "Come on, turn your face."

His voice trickled into his heart like the stream in summer.

The girl couldn't help but listened to him and turned her face halfway.

The cherry-colored glutinous lips were sealed.

Uesuma Dog bit her upper lip lightly, and the intimate sweetness made her look erratic and her eyes closed.

It is said that in November, the sky is high and the clouds are wide, and the sky is cloudless. The sun in this winter is like a timely help, which makes people reluctant to leave. The sun shines on the cheeks, which is a brilliant nostalgia and a huge amount of happiness.

Under such warm sunshine, the girl hugged the shark shark doll that she fell in love with when she was a child, leaned against the head of the bed, pursed her lips, her face was even more rosy than when she was drunk, and her tiny moans were like a calm sea, as if rising and falling.

The winter sun sets on clear and bright and tiny water droplets, which is called dewdrops. The dewdrops are lightly supported by leaves and pink stamens. They diffuse colorful colors in the sun, shining, transparent and round.

Since ancient times, some people have collected dew beads and drank them, especially the frosting beads in winter. Take a sip and let the beads dyed by their lips and teeth slide into their throats along their tongues. Few people know the delicious sweet fragrance.

The tea made with white dew is not as delicate as spring tea, without being brewed, nor as dry and bitter as summer tea, but has a unique and mellow taste.

Uesuma took a sip and placed it between his lips and teeth to taste it carefully. It was indeed as the ancients said, with sweet fragrance and sweetness.

"Do you want to taste a little bit of Hanagu?" He put the girl's legs on his back, just like when he was riding a horse when he was a child, so that she could pick fruits on her own, but now there are no fruits, and the direction of riding is the opposite.

"No...want..." Hanamara Hanamaru hugged the shark doll in his hand tightly and tried to take time to answer him.

This dewdrop that only appears on the leaves and stamens in the early morning cannot be tasted, which is a rare regret.

But what can a beautiful girl not be forgiven?

Since Hanamaru Hanabu rejected him in such a delicate and short voice, Uesugi didn't force him too much.

Just like flowers, pink looks cute, and it is hard to savor the dewdrops on pink stamens for tea.

This white dew tea should be divided into five or five.

Come and go, some people feel like they are entering a fairyland, while others don’t look at each other directly.
To be continued...