If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

Saying that, Yejian took a sip of beer to cool off.

The distribution of blush on the face after drinking is different from that of general sports or emotional agitation, and the corners of the eyes with some pinkness are more charming.

Walter arched his back with his seemingly thin but elastic back under the attachment of muscles, and his head was still pillowed on him: "It's not that I'm hot, it's that your body temperature is too low."

"So relatively speaking, I will feel that you are very hot." Although Ye Jian felt that his mind was stuffed into a soft cloud under the influence of alcohol, the logic was still clear: "Don't rely on me. "

Saying so, he forgot that he could raise his hand to push away this short girl who had probably forgotten that she was her brother-in-law.

Walter twisted his little head stubbornly: Hmph~ If you don't lean, don't lean.

Lifting his head away from Ye Jian, he turned an arc around the half of the buttocks under the denim shorts again, sat behind Ye Jian, stretched out his small hand and pulled him into his arms: "Don't let me lean on you, then you Can you rely on me as the head office?"

Ye Jian subconsciously leaned back. Since Walter was shorter than him, he was almost half lying down before leaning into the arms of this half-naked girl.

The girl's slightly sweaty but not unpleasant smell overwhelmed the smell of meat, enveloping Ye Jian.This breath was as warm as Walter's body, and Yemi, who was breathing through her small nose, gradually felt a little relieved.

It's like being held in my mother's arms.

Or sister.

Little sister.

Seeing that Ye Jian didn't speak, Walter, who was originally interested, suddenly woke up a little bit, and the smile on his little face turned into uneasiness: "Uh... Ye Jian, don't be angry, I was just joking, I'm sorry..."

"Ah, it's okay, I'm not angry..." Ye Jian shook his head, he felt that Walter, who was supporting his back with his body, was like the back of a chair, or a warm meat pad was more appropriate: "Well...help me Can you take off the hair bundle, it's not comfortable to sleep on like this."

Walter was taken aback, and the aloof teacher Ye Jian became soft again.His gray-blue eyes blinked, the corners of his mouth curled up again, and he laughed out loud, "Of course."

With a twitch of the callused little finger, it was pulled away like a daimyo taking off the belt around the waist of a girl's kimono.

The golden strands are like rain falling.

Ye Jian's cool long hair fluttered over his shoulders and scattered on Walter's bare arms and bare back, as if covered with a layer of golden tulle. The illusion of brushing her hand lightly over her body caused all the muscles in her body to shrink, and then trembled.

Yomi, whose blond hair is also scattered on the dark gray shirt, is lying on Walter's body enjoying himself. The scattered long hair like a golden lotus is matched with the bridge of the nose, forehead, corners of the eyes and cheeks that have turned cherry pink. Ten out of ten is a slightly drunken princess of England.

Unprepared, the flesh pad behind him trembled, making him tremble all over.

"Ah! See you at night, I'm sorry, I shivered subconsciously just now, I scared you..."

As Walter said, he wrapped Ye Jian's hair bundle around his thin wrist, and then hugged Ye Jian's armpit with his two small arms on his stomach.

Like an older sister hugging her younger brother intimately.

"Uh...it's okay..." Ye Jian shook his head, the blond hair on the back of his head rubbed against Walter's collarbone and shoulders: "...Actually, when you shivered just now, I felt... quite comfortable, probably like a massage chair Feeling, I’m not too sure, because I’ve never made a massage chair before.”

"Massage chair?"

Walter thought for a while and probably understood what it meant: "I'll adjust my posture."

After the words fell, Ye Jian was slightly lifted up with his little hands like holding a child, then he folded his legs that were originally spread loosely, and gently put down Ye Jian so that his little butt fell into the space between his legs on the ground.

"Come on, feel it, is it this feeling?"

Author's message:

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To be honest, it takes a lot of brainpower to write such details.

Walter is particularly difficult to write

Because in my impression, I don’t know girls with obvious muscles like this at all, so things like visual effects and tactile sensations are all based on imagination, so it’s hard to write in depth and detailed

335 To fall in love is to have a good relationship with the other party's family! (twenty three)

As if a motor had been installed, the body control of the martial arts master allowed Walter to freely vibrate all the muscles in the front of his body.

The cushion-like trapezius muscles on the shoulders squirmed and massaged the back of Yemi's head, the pectoral muscles pushed the breasts and fat attached to them, and controlled the simple sports bra to press Yemi's thin back one by one.

Her beautiful naked abs were clinging to the dark gray shirt from behind, twisting back and forth like a belly dancer, rubbing Yemi's delicate back.

The warm belly between Walter's navel and the waist of his trousers rubbed against Ye Jian's waist, and even the muscles on his white and thin thighs bulged and held Ye Jian's little butt.

"Hmm..." The fiery meat pads that covered her entire rear made the princess of England snort delicately, and said naively, "...Woo, that's right, that's what it feels like."

"Ha~ha~ha~" The grey-blue girl whose muscles were trembling and even her laughter was trembling seemed very happy: "Unexpectedly, I will be a human massage chair for someone one day."

Then he took a quick sip of wine from the bottle, coughed twice after swallowing, and almost choked.

While controlling the motor in her body, she pinched Ye Jian's delicate skin with her slightly rough fingertips, and tilted her neck to look at this beauty who was so comfortable that her white eyelids were closed: "How is it, Ye Jian? I These muscles on the body are quite comfortable to use~ See if you are still reluctant to eat."

Yejian trembling eyelashes opened one eye on the side near Walter, looked at her proud side face, and then closed it again: "...Only, what you eat in your stomach is your own."

"Are you a child..." Walter woke up to see the thin skin, loosened his fingers, and the skin bounced back.

"...don't make trouble."

Ye Jian's waist rubbed against Walter's hot abdominal muscles, and the feeling of massaging a large area of ​​his body at the same time was like being wrapped in this petite girl.

Walter kept smiling on his little face, reaching out his hand to feed Ye Jian with a piece of meat, but his arms were too short to reach, so he leaned forward with one hand on Ye Jian's stomach, before he could reach a piece of meat and put it on See you at night.

Although the blond boy had his eyes closed, he could still feel the heat above his lips, so he opened his mouth obediently, with the smell of meat overflowing his lips and teeth.

Gulu swallowed the meat: "Wine~"

"...in your own hands."