Tin pulls me to my room.

When we entered the room together, the tin did not move standing up.

In a dark room, all I hear is tears falling on the floor in a potpout.

Usually solid, but the tin is only 15.

Most importantly, I love your sister, and she's the only person in the world.

Even when we shopped together on our first date, we went to buy some fruit to eat with Mr. Lienbell.

Because I want to eat with my sister and I just bought it and haven't eaten a bite yet.

I was looking forward to "taking a bath with you" in my new house, and there would have been plenty of other things I wanted to do and talk to you about.

But you're actually at that rate when you get back.

Tin must be a very complicated feeling right now.

There must be some feelings that I can't forgive my sister for running into more appetite than I do, and others that I want to be friends with again.

I don't even think I wanted to have a fight, even though it was going to be.

Otherwise, I won't cry and grieve.

I want to comfort you tin, but I don't know how to do it because you're not handsome.

But a cat-like tin might be fine the way you're with me.

I'm going to stroke your head and try to calm down.

When I started gently stroking Tin's head, I slowly deposited my body.

I'm sorry, but that just makes my heart suck.

I feel 98% purely tempted to comfort the tin, and the remaining 2% feel disgusted.

Because of that, my heart moves like crazy.

I'm sorry you're so excited at a time like this.

I can't do this if I'm at all aware of the tin.

Once I'm conscious, my body gets more and more nervous.

The movement of the hand you are stroking is gone and all you can do is stroke it in a robotic motion.

Then, did the tin feel insufficient or he held it sweet.

I'd be a complete asshole to be aware of the softness of my tits at a time like this.

I can't contain my desires, I'm pretty excited.

80% of my head is worried about tits and 20% about tins.

... you're in a position where you can't blame Mr. Lienbell.

But I don't want to see a depressing tin, and the fact is that I want you to get better.

So I give myself up and cheer up the tin.

Desperately calm your mind and turn one hand around the back of the tin.

With your other hand, I won't forget to stroke your head.

By now I would be freaking out screaming "ahhh" or something with instant effect.

But let me just say this.

A woman in love is crying, I guess it's the man who supports her.

I can tell myself that I'm different today. [M]

My mind, which I intend to support you tin even in the will, is moving with the driving force of love.

You're gonna convert porn power into love power and wrap it around you with love.

I'm sure Tin must have felt this way even when you looked at me.

By supporting each other, we live our lives together.

I don't mind if the heart reaches the danger zone and starts to raise ambitions that don't make sense.

That kind of thing will screw you over with temper!

Doddle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle.

Shut the fuck up! Beginning-minded!

Now as a man, it's a showcase scene to support Mr. Tin.

It's a place where you only get a manhood once every four years.

I don't have time for you!

I won't let you like me because I raised my roar!

Oh, Mr. Tin, stop being so grumpy.

Wait, don't be so grumpy.

You shouldn't hug me until I crumble all over my tits.

Because it will crush your back.

I've been trying my best to be manly right now, why are you attacking me?

No more, no more, the femininity comes out better.

"... calm down"

Oh, well. You said you'd calm down with a heart sound that was too fast before.

I wonder if it's exciting and calming me down on my own.

Sounds like self-service, but I don't mind if you're happy.

Then you didn't need my manhood at all.

I guess I totally treated things. [M]

For a while the tin calmed his heart with the roar of his heart and then carried him to bed so that he could hold him as he did.

After putting me in the futon, which is crushed by a familiar movement, I go all the way to my feet and fall asleep.

I wonder why we don't try to sleep in the futon together.

Normally when I miss you, I guess I'll go to sleep with you or cuddle up and sleep with you.

Well, if you calmed down, that's fine.

- The next morning...

A pleasant feeling ran on my head.

It is precisely supreme to be awakened by this mellow stimulus.

When I opened my eyes and looked up at Mr. Fiona, who stroked me slowly, he greeted me with a happy smile.

By your perfect sister, it's how you wake up Nadenade.

"Good morning.

Did you take a bath yesterday?

"Good morning.

I couldn't afford to go in yesterday. "

"I'll put the tin to sleep a little more, so come and take a bath.

Because the water is also boiling. "

You're not a former maid or anything, are you?

"Mr. Fiona is amazing, even though she's a princess.

She's like your sister and she's lovely. "

"Please don't be a sister.

I'm your wife. "

"Never mind the details.

I like a sister like Mr. Fiona.

Very soothing in the morning. "

"So shall I take a bath with you?

"I'm glad about that, but please don't.

My body doesn't have it. [M]

I can't just brush my head off. "

Couscous laughs and heads to the bathroom alone.

It's a bath event that I wanted so much, but when realism comes along, I run away.

I'm overwhelmed with embarrassment, and I don't want to be seen naked.

I wonder if I can really graduate with this......

I knew while I was passing out, there was only one way to get me to do whatever I wanted.

When I take off my clothes in the bathroom stripper, I immerse myself in the hot tub immediately without washing my body.

When taking a bath, it may be manners to wash your body first.

But I want you to forgive me as much as your own house.

Soaking quickly in the hot tub, he fell into the sensation that his body's strength would fall out softly at a pleasant temperature.

Ha, I'm unfamiliar with the atmosphere in my new home, but I don't feel comfortable taking a relaxing bath by myself.

I don't have bathing detergent in it, but I feel extremely comfortable enough.

Though I try to be careful not to sleep, I feel good about sticking around and closing my eyes.

ragged

Oh, did someone come in?

That's all it's got, that's got other customers, right?

I wanted to take a bath by myself and have fun.

I feel like I'm renting out, and I feel like I'm in a luxury.

... Isn't that strange?

This is not an open-air bath, this is the house the king gave me.

There's no way there's a customer.

If it were to come in, I wouldn't be able to think of anything other than the person who lives there.

Mr. Syrup, Mr. Fiona, Tin.

All three are attractive women.

Doddle, doddle, doddle, doddle, doddle, doddle, doddle, doddle.

Shit, I just think the girl came in, and 'beginner (uh-huh) mind' reacted.

I am delighted to raise my roar early.

What do you expect, my heart?

Well, you come in after you know I'm taking a bath, so I expect.

If you were to come in at this time, it would definitely be Mr. Fiona.

'Cause you said you were coming in with me earlier.

Mr. Fiona seems to be drowning about me, so I guess I couldn't stand it.

No, I'm sure it's about Mr. Fiona, so maybe he didn't think the expansion would go ahead unless he attacked him forcefully.

I'm really glad you pushed me that way on the run.

If she's never coming naked, I'm going to accept everything already.

As a married person, why don't we be one in the bath?

However, I'll take care of the lead, thank you.

Hold your chest with your right hand so that your heart doesn't explode that keeps raising your roar.

When you take a big, deep breath and get your mind ready, you slowly turn towards the entrance to confirm your appearance.

There was Mr. Lean Bell in a bath towel.

Time, I don't know what that means.

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