The female subordinate I covet is equally ambitious

Chapter 140 Death is only separated by a blanket

Hiding under the quilt and trying to remain still in the same position for a long time will inevitably feel a little uncomfortable.

Shimantani wanted to secretly move his hands and feet, but Naomi Amuro's two plump thighs gently clamped his body, warning him with her eyes not to move, for fear that he would be accidentally exposed.

"Don't move or make any noise. Leave the rest to me!"

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After huddled under the quilt for a long time, Shitani Chuan found it difficult to breathe. It's just that the current situation is critical. Even if he comes out now, it's useless. He's already in bed with the mistress of the house, and others won't believe it.

Therefore, Shimatani Chuan could only endure it first, hoping that Amuro Naomi could deal with it as soon as possible.

Compared with the weight of life that he should not bear at his age, it is actually even more difficult for Amuro Naomi. As a woman, her body is actually more sensitive, and she is wearing such cool and thin clothes. It is hard to imagine how uncomfortable she is.

In fact, the blush on her face became more and more delicate, with a little bit of fragrant sweat, and her skin was moist and shiny, just like a ripe peach, which can be filled with water just by pinching it.

She closed her eyes, put a hand on her forehead, opened and closed her red lips, and breathed out hot breath, her body seemed to be getting hot.

"Cousin, are you really okay? Your face is so red."

Ogihara Riyo didn't care about the smell, and asked about the other person's health with concern.

"It's okay." Amuro Naomi gasped, barely keeping calm: "Go downstairs first and help me find cold medicine."

"Okay, I'll go now!"

Ogihara Riyo felt nervous and quickly turned around and went downstairs.

Hearing the footsteps hurriedly going downstairs, the two people in the bedroom could finally let out a long sigh of relief.

On the bed, Amuro Naami opened a corner under the quilt and looked at Shitani Chuan who was curled up underneath.

Shimatani Chuan whispered: "People are gone, can I come out? I can't breathe." After saying that, he was about to get out of the quilt.

Amuro Naomi suddenly said anxiously: "Wait! Don't come out yet!"

Hearing her anxious tone, Shitani Chuan was abruptly interrupted as he propped up the quilt to get up.

He immediately looked at the woman in front of him in confusion. After more than ten seconds of silence, he showed an expression of disbelief! Amuro Naiya's graceful and mature body trembled, and her two slender legs began to spasm. After a while of trembling, she gasped softly.

The two stared at each other: "."

Amuro Naomi lowered her head in embarrassment, her flushed cheeks filled with affection, and her blurred eyes as passionate as spring water.

She whispered shamefully: "I'm sorry I couldn't help it."

After saying that, she pursed her moist red lips again, and just one look made people nervous and burning with desire.

five minutes later

In the master bedroom.

"I'm going to take my cousin away. You stay in the bedroom first. After we go out, if you hear the door closing, go downstairs and leave."

Naomi Amuro tidied up her slightly messy black knitted skirt, put on her slippers, and after reminding Shitani River, she walked out of the bedroom.

In this family, Shimatani Chuan currently has no status at all and can only obey the orders of Yu Jie's boss.

But having said that, Minister Amuro Na's cousin, although he didn't see anyone when he was hiding under the quilt just now, the voice sounded familiar to him. Could it be that he had seen her before?

Forgetting to think about it for now, Shimatani Chuan squatted at the door of the bedroom, listening to what was going on downstairs, ready to choose an opportunity to 'escape'.

Da da da.

The sound of footsteps descending the duplex staircase sounded.

Ogiwara Riyo, who was boiling water to make cold medicine in the living room, looked up and couldn't help but said: "Cousin, why did you go downstairs? If you are sick, just lie down and I will bring the cold medicine up to you." "

"It's okay, it's not a serious illness."

Worried that Ogiwara Riyo would find out if she continued to stay in the bedroom, Amuro Naomi decided to take the initiative and find a way to send Ogiwara Riyo away.

"Cousin, the cold medicine is ready."       "Thank you."

Amuro Naomi took the cup handed to her by Ogiwara Riyo, frowned, lowered her head and pondered.

Her mind was very confused. After just thinking for a few seconds, many thoughts came to her mind.

Suddenly, a plan came to her mind: "Lishi, sister, I haven't gone to the mall with you for a long time. Let's go shopping for New Year's clothes together later!"

"Uh, okay!" Ogiwara Riyo was happy at first, and then frowned: "The temperature in Nagoya is cooling down today. It's quite cold outside. You have a cold again. Why don't you buy it another day."

Originally, she was looking for opportunities to create a chance for Shimatani River in the bedroom on the second floor to escape, but Naomi Amuro was not willing to give up.

She glanced at the master bedroom on the second floor intentionally or unintentionally, put down the water glass, took Ogiwara Riyo's arm, and said: "Actually, my cousin is a little greedy. Do you remember that we went to Mingcheng Park last month? There is a house nearby. I have been thinking about this new sushi restaurant for a long time, no matter what, you have to accompany me to try it today~"

"It turns out that my cousin is greedy."

"Rise-chan~, do you want to accompany your sister? Please agree!"

Amuro Naomi grabbed Ogiwara Riyo's arm like a baby, smiled and raised her jade hand to tickle Ogiwara Riyo under her arm. The image of a familiar lady suddenly collapsed, and she became more like a big sister next door.

"Obey~"

"Okay, stop scratching your itch, I'll just go with you!"

As a police officer and a sixth-degree black belt in Taekwondo, Ogihara Riyo was "suppressed" on the sofa and struggled hard.

"It's very good. She is indeed the sister I grew up with. She is still as cute as she was when she was a child."

"Hmph! My cousin is acting like a spoiled brat, you are cheating!"

"Shh, keep your voice down, and I'm not acting like a spoiled brat!"

Amuro Naomi glanced at the bedroom on the second floor again intentionally or unintentionally, not knowing whether her image as a minister in Shimatani River's mind had collapsed.

Forget it, forget about it for now!

Amuro Naomi suddenly felt much brighter and smiled: "Let's go and go shopping and look for beauty."

"Okay, originally I came here today just to find Homi-chan." Ogiwara Riyo said as she walked towards the entrance.

Amuro Naomi also quickly picked up her satchel and walked towards the entrance.

"By the way, Lishi, you came here on a motorcycle, right? Then park in my parking space first."

When Naomi Amuro saw her finally walking to the entrance and starting to put on her shoes, she felt relieved, but then she couldn't help but feel anxious again.

I saw Ogihara Riyo leaning down to put on her over-the-knee boots. Suddenly her body seemed to freeze, and she took off her boots again. Her brows were furrowed in confusion, as if she remembered something puzzling. .

Amuro Naomi called softly from behind, but there was no response.

"Lishi, what's wrong with you?"

So, Amuro Naomi walked forward in confusion, followed Ogiwara Riyo's gaze, and saw a pair of men's white sneakers on the ground. Amuro Naami's face instantly turned pale, and she couldn't say anything!

Ogihara Riyo slowly turned around, her eyes were extremely complicated, and she said softly: "Cousin, I seem to have disturbed you by coming here today."

Her heart seemed to have been beaten hard. When she discovered the pair of obviously male-style sneakers in front of the entrance, Amuro Naomi fell silent. Her far-fetched explanations came to her lips but she couldn't say them anyway.

After a while, she gritted her teeth, trying to make a last-ditch effort to defend herself.

"actually."

"You don't mean to say that these sneakers, which are at least size 43, are yours, do you?"

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(End of this chapter)