If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

"It's so hot," Kyosuke complained to Tong Nao's sticky behavior, but he didn't avoid it. Instead, he still wrapped one hand around her tight waist that he had been exercising all the year round, and pressed the other hand "beep". Turn on the air conditioner.

The cool wind "huhu" blows.

Kyosuke leaned on the sofa with Kirino in his arms and talked about his itinerary this morning. He went to the library with Yukino, and spent most of the morning at Yukinoshita's house opposite. .

What can't you say?

Tong Nao folded his hands on his stomach, squinting his eyes lightly: "You have such a good relationship with Yukinoshita-senpai. I still remember the first time you saw her, you two were about to fight."

Kirino is not surprised that the two have become friends now, after all, she goes to school with Kyosuke and Yukino for a short distance every morning, and she has long known that the relationship between the two has eased.

Besides, Yukinoshita-senpai even knows that her brother can transform.

Kirino wrinkled her little nose, but she hoped that her brother would make more friends, and stop acting like there was no one else in her life except her sister.

live a brighter life.

Thinking of the scene where Yukinoshita and Yukinoshita met because of a misunderstanding at the beginning, Kyosuke couldn't help laughing: "Yes, how could I have thought of that at that time."

He looked at Tong Nao's dark blue thin long sleeves idly, with black patches arranged in a patchwork pattern, which seemed to have a simple fashion beauty, a little European and American style.

I remember that she was not wearing this dress when I left the house...

...What did you do with that little girl, Ayase, and even change your clothes?

Kyosuke looked down again.

Well, I thought I was wearing shorts and was covered by clothes, but now I realized that I didn't wear pants at all, leaving only a pair of pink panties to cover my healthy and vibrant skin.

"...Kirino, what did you and Ayase do? You even took off your pants."

Although I don't mind my sister having some super friendly relationship with her sickly best friend, but as an elder brother, I have to understand it anyway.

Kirino subconsciously glanced at his tight and elastic thighs, which were supposed to be extremely chewy, and grinned: "Where are you going? After Ayase left, I tried on new clothes, and after I tried them, I felt that I was wearing pants at home." I'll take it off if I get in the way. Do you still hope that there will be some kind of super-friendship between Ayase and me, and then you can kill two birds with one stone?"

He raised his head, rested his small chin on Kyosuke's shoulder, and pressed hard, his big water-colored eyes were full of contempt: "You are so beautiful!"

After finishing speaking, he rubbed the tip of his soft nose affectionately against Kyosuke's cheek.

smiling.

Kyosuke was a little helpless, and wrapped his index finger around Kirino's fluffy hair that was scattered behind his back, as if wrapped around a golden ring: "I didn't think so much, okay? Besides, how dare I rob Ayase from you?" .”

"Hmph, you're self-aware." Kirino's proud face looked like a Pinocchio with an elongated nose, and she was still rubbing against Kyosuke with this nose: "Ayase wouldn't have taken a liking to you."

He was speaking in a naive manner, but his two little hands hugged the "you guy" in his mouth, one arm wrapped around his chest, the other around his back, and Bi Xue Nao's bulging chest was squeezed softly. Kyosuke's pipa bone, and said in his mouth: "But if you can really take down Ayase, that's fine, when the time comes...hehe..."

"...Why are you smiling so sinisterly?" Kyosuke sweated for Ayase, a straight-hearted little girl who could move a knife but never move her mouth. This is the rhythm of being plotted to death by her best friend.

"How insidious is this?" Tong Nai took turns shaking his delicate toes without a trace of dead skin: "People all over the country know that Lord Enoshima Dunko's smile is sinister and awe-inspiring, and it can make people feel kind ~"

"Evil and awe-inspiring yet friendly? It seems that I may have misunderstood these words."

"What do you mean, you?" Kirino looked up at Kyosuke dissatisfied.

In fact, it is coquettish.

Of course, if you act like a baby, you must satisfy her.

So Kyosuke put his hands on Tong Nao's warm armpits, and with a clever effort, he picked up the little girl with a "huh" and put it between his legs.

Kirino was startled at first, as if he was on a roller coaster, with his big arms firmly clamping Kyosuke's hands, he realized that he was sitting on his favorite special seat after he landed.

"Woohoo" raised his hands, and almost gave Kyousuke an uppercut. His round buttocks rubbed against the sofa a few times to cling to Kyousuke, and he leaned back against Kyousuke's thin chest.

Kyosuke smiled and clamped/tightened his legs, and the inner thighs pushed Kirino's legs also tightened, and the four legs rubbed against each other until they were sweating.

He lowered his head: "Tong Nao, why are you trying on this new dress? Do you want to go out?"

Tong Nai's bare legs were cocked up, and they stood up very flexibly. His toes were facing each other, and the soles of his feet were facing the ceiling. He answered the question in his mouth, "Are you free this afternoon?"

Kyosuke guessed what she meant, stretched out his arms and touched the lower part of Kirino's raised thigh, and squeezed his palm tightly, and the soft flesh of Kirino in his hand also tightened, as if he was kissing all the palm lines: "Free, where do you want to go?"

"Become Ye Jian and follow me to the amusement park, brother~" Jiao Didi's nasal voice.

"... just don't let me dress up as a woman."

138 Kosaka Kirino Can't Stop ([-])

Kirino tilted his head back and looked at Kyosuke with contempt: "You haven't worn women's clothes, but you are so repulsed by women's clothes, you have to try everything before you can comment."

While talking, the well-proportioned calf trained in sprinting bent down, and tightly clamped Kyosuke's hand between the calf and thigh, shaking his little foot to rub against the flesh on both sides.

Kyosuke's palms were sweating from rubbing against the silky, tight and warm flesh. He looked down at Kirino's M-shaped legs, and said righteously: "Women's clothing? No!"

Having said that, I don't feel much repulsion in my heart, after all, he wore skirts at Tsurumi Rumi's house.

The reason for not agreeing is because he feels that once he lets go, Kirino will definitely treat himself as a doll and play dress-up games whenever he has time.

Can't you play yourself badly?

Kirino's bare legs spread out to both sides against Kyosuke's wrists, and the girly pink fabric under the thin top was exposed as if breathing, and he let out a small "hum" in displeasure.

After all, it was still: "Forget it, you won't be allowed to wear women's clothes this time."

Kyosuke breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that her body movements meant to let him let go of his hand, so he pulled out the fragrant thigh meat rubbed against the palm and the back of the hand.

The firm flesh/feel gave him some appetite after he had just finished lunch.