The girl next door turns into a cat

Chapter 80 "Take off your clothes with your own hands"

Like a rising tide, it comes suddenly.

In Asagiri's room, what was supposed to be a relaxed joke changed unexpectedly in the instant just now.A certain emotion instantly filled the girl's heart, driving her to hug Suzuki again.

The intimate contact, the unspoken but already clear emotions between each other, are entangled and tightly entwined in the quiet bedroom.

Even the air is smeared with overflowing emotions, creating an inexplicable atmosphere.

Suzuki watched the ceiling, feeling the weight of his body buried in his chest.And in his body, even the heart was beating cautiously.

The soft body of a girl is too heavy for a fragile body.

I don't know how long it has been.

Suzuki Mamoru took a deep breath, however, he couldn't break the haunting atmosphere after all.He had to close his mouth again.

The movement of inhaling makes the chest rise and fall, and the head on the chest also moves.

"Suzuki-kun."

The first time I spoke, the voice was clear, and it was no longer pestering just now.The blush on Chao Wuxi's face dissipated, and the eyes were brightened again.

Suzuki Mori breathed a sigh of relief seeing her like this.

The indescribable emotion and atmosphere in the room just now, like snow water melting into a wisp of green smoke, completely disappeared in the air and sunlight at this moment.

"Why do you say?" The same question, but it appeared from Zhao Wuxi's mouth now, much lighter than last time.

The relaxed tone made Suzuki Mori sigh, and finally he was able to speak: "Does Asagiri expect me to do something to you?"

"What?" The girl lying on his chest couldn't see her expression clearly, but she tapped his chest lightly with her hand, and her tone clearly revealed a hint of shyness, "Nothing."

"To be honest, I'm still worried about what Asagiri will do to me."

"What does Suzuki-kun think of me?"

Suzuki Mori glanced at Chao Wuxi, who still buried her head, but she could sense her gaze.

"...I just hugged it." Zhao Wuxi defended, "I didn't do anything."

Suzuki Mori smiled helplessly, then lay down again with his raised head, looking up at the ceiling.

A brief moment of silence was restored between the two, and then, Chao Wuxi changed her position, laying her face sideways on Suzuki Mori's chest, with her ears pressed against her heart.

"What's wrong?" Suzuki asked.

"Nothing." Chao Wuxi replied.

"Sorry." Suzuki Mamoru said again.

"No need to apologize." Zhao Wuxi continued.

"I"

"I've said it, there's no need to explain." Asagiri shook his head slightly on Suzuki Mamoru's chest, "Those who will follow from Tokyo to Kyoto will not be willing to hear some light rejection."

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Suzuki Mamoru was silent again.

Asagiri listened carefully to the beating of the heart in the chest cavity that was attached to her ears.

The relationship between the two has already exceeded the boundaries of friends during the one-year company, and the emotions that have not been directly expressed have also been sublimated when they were on the verge of life and death.

At that time, Suzuki Mori was unconscious on the hospital bed, and she gently pressed her ear to his chest like this.

It is difficult to fully explain the relationship between the two.Not everyone has the opportunity to face the test of life and death in the most emotional period of adolescence.It's not worth being happy, but the emotions accumulated in my heart have indeed become unusual when facing such a moment.

However, despite this, the two never went further.

Always like a third person who can't understand the distance, wandering on the edge of all interpersonal relationships, this is him.

It is "observation" to classmates, and "mother-sama" to the closest mother.

As for her, he kept a distance between the two of them, wandering occasionally, but still unable to make up his mind and sometimes even wanted to escape.

She transferred from Tokyo to Kyoto without telling her anything, and disappeared from her life all at once.What this meant was all too obvious.

However, when the reunion came, it was as if nothing had happened, and the two naturally resumed their previous relationship.

Unable to face, but also unable to refuse.

In his body that was as fragile as white porcelain that would shatter at the touch of a touch, his heart was beating cautiously like this, hesitating and entangled.

"So Suzuki-kun is a coward."

Asagiri, who was lying on Suzuki Mamoru's chest, raised his head and stared at Suzuki Mamoru with a smile on his face.

The pressure on the chest disappeared, and Suzuki Mamoru, who relaxed his body, felt relaxed when facing the girl who had regained his vitality.

"why do you say so?"

"It is anyway."

"Then I have to do something about Asagiri now, so that I can't be a coward? "

".That's not what I'm talking about." Chao Wuxi's voice was a little softer.

"what is that?"

".It's nothing. And." Zhao Wuxi said, with sly eyes, "What if I answer "yes"?Will Suzuki-kun really do something? "

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Suzuki Mori looked at the delicate face that Asagiri had intentionally presented to him at this moment, his eyes twinkled like stars, shining brightly.And the unscrupulous soft touch on the body is completely naked and provocative.

Suzuki Mori turned his face away on the bed: "Then I'm still a coward."

Chao Wuxi chuckled lightly, "It was."

"Yes it is."

Asagiri couldn't help but reach out and poke Suzuki Mori's fair face, which was as white as the white walls of a hospital room.

"Suzuki-kun, tell me." She suddenly thought of a question.

"what?"

"If I take off my clothes and hug you, will you still be a "coward"? "

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In the moment of silence after the question was asked, and in Suzuki's blank eyes, a little dull, Chao Wuxi finally understood what she just said indiscriminately.

She immediately blushed again and wanted to withdraw.

"...pretend I didn't say it." She withdrew her hand, lowered her head, and said in a low voice.

"This. Just. Some." Suzuki Mamoru thought about the picture, and subconsciously looked at the girl's chest.

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"You can't think about it! Good hh, you can't think about it!" Sensing the gaze, Asagiri shrank shyly, and immediately reached out to turn Suzuki Mori's head to the other side.

"...I didn't say that. It's Asagiri who is pornographic, right?"

"No. And I wouldn't do it."

"No?" Suzuki Mamoru put on a disappointed tone.

"." Zhao Wuxi lay down again, muttering, "Of course not. If I do this, what kind of person will I become. Besides, my principle is——"

"Ok?"

"You can go 99 steps forward, but at least the last step needs to be confirmed by the other party."

"That's it"

"Ah."

"It means that Asagiri can come to me, but do I have to take off my clothes?" Suzuki Mamoru made a conclusion based on the example just now.

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".That's not what I was talking about. Well, you can stop talking about it."

"Okay, okay." The girl on the chest was obviously shy, and Suzuki Mori bent the corners of his mouth as if laughing, and agreed.

Then, during the time when Asagiri tried to escape, the room returned to silence.

After a long time, Suzuki Mamoru called out, "Asagiri?"

After confirming that Chao Wuxi had heard it, he asked, "Just now Zhao Wuxi suddenly behaved like this. Did something happen?"

After a little hesitation, Chao Wuxi nodded in his arms.

Indeed, it was obviously just a light joke at the beginning, but the girl didn't know what she thought of, and suddenly rushed forward.

Be caught off guard.

"Because" Suzuki Mamoru guessed, "Mother Asagiri?"

(End of this chapter)