When I came to the moon world, I don't want to fall in love

Everything in sight disappeared, leaving only that beautiful figure that could not be described in words.

The divine gaze lost its original color and was replaced by a different kind of light.

Zi Yi looked at the girl-like wife, Ying Lili's mother, and smiled softly.

"Hello, Mrs. Sawamura~"

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The two tightly entangled bodies gradually subsided, Sayuri Sawamura panted slightly, and leaned into Ziyi's arms with a blushing face.

Her eyes were full of fascination.

It's a feeling I've never felt before...so good.

Looking at the exhausted wife in her arms, Zi Yi smiled slightly, feeling a little satisfied.

Since her body became smaller, she hasn't had meat for a few years. She and her elder sister and Amber, Jade and the others only ordered to the end, and they didn't go deep at all. After all, she was still a child at that time, so she could do that. It is already the maximum limit.

You must know that the mother is still there.

But now I am finally satisfied. Sure enough, physical communication is the most pleasant feeling.

The index finger lightly brushed Sayuri Sawamura's wet forehead, tidying up the sweat-stained hair, then slowly slid down the delicate skin, brushed the pink neck, and slid over the delicate collarbone, Finally, it came to the little cherry red on the small purse.

The little cutie still stood upright without stopping.

The soft skin around him can still vaguely see the faint bite marks.

The small purse was easily held in one hand and kneaded with a little force.

Sayuri Sawamura bit her dry lips lightly, and let out a seductive moan.

"Owner....."

With a charming smile on her flushed face, she is clearly unable to move her body, but she is still longing for the love from Zi Yi.

After all, he is just an ordinary person. Once he crosses the boundary, he will completely sink into lust and cannot extricate himself.

"What a sweet little guy."

Ziyi smiled lightly, dipped the index finger of the other hand with some clear water flowing from the peach garden, and slowly dabbed it on Sayuri Sawamura's cheeks.

The ruddy skin revealed a faint white color with the weight of the fingertips' pressure, but then it was covered with red again.

But what looked like tear stains remained on it.

"Go take a shower."

Zi Yi said slowly, withdrew her mischievous hands, and hugged that slender waist.

Even though her body was already weak, Sayuri Sawamura pulled herself together, stretched out her arms with great effort, and hugged Ziyi's neck.

She who has been sunk only wants to have more, completely disregarding how bad her body is now.

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gorgeous kimono to wear

On the body, sitting on the sofa with a dignified posture, Sayuri at this moment has completely lost the bad look she had before, and looks like a lady from a great family.

It's just that she lowered her head slightly, her face still flushed.

Ziyi stood behind her, holding Sayuri's wet dark purple hair with one hand, while holding the turned on hair dryer in the other hand.

Ziyi has done things like blow drying other people's hair.

Although most of them are elder sisters, that is, Youzhu helps her do such things.

But before Youzhu became her older sister, she often helped Illya and Anna blow their hair, and she did such things with sisters Amber and Jade after that.

So it was not difficult for her to just help Sayuri dry her hair.

And this kind of thing is not difficult at all.

It's just blowing your hair, not like Sayuri doing your hair.

Some noisy hair dryers were unplugged and thrown back by Zi Yi, but without making the slightest sound, the quietly opened space swallowed the thrown hair dryer.

"how do you feel?"

Ziyi bent her body slightly, and leaned close to Sayuri's ear, her slightly parted lips gently enfolded the rosy earlobe.

Sayuri's pretty red face suddenly seemed to be congested with blood, as if she could squeeze something interesting with just a light pinch.

"Thank you Master Ziyi..."

Just like Yizhi back then, who was fascinated by her and then fell into obsession, now Sayuri has naturally become her person.

But some nostalgia......

Hearing this name, Ziyi couldn't help but think of Yizhi. That idiot must be very depressed after getting news of her. Obviously, she has finally crossed from the future to the past where she is. She hasn't been with her for a few days. He was expelled from Xingyue World due to force majeure.

Then find a chance to go to other worlds to play with that idiot, just her and her, no one else.

After all, he was also the first idiot to follow him, so he should be rewarded.

Ziyi smiled lightly, then sat beside Sayuri, and lay down on her lap.

Sayuri's legs are very thin, but not skinny, rather sensual, and it feels very comfortable to lie down on.

After taking a bath, Sayuri carried a faint aroma of shower gel. The thin kimono could not block the softness of the skin, and the tightly packed buttocks under the clothes exuded a different smell.

Sayuri looked at Ziyi lying on her lap, pursed her thin lips, slowly stretched out her hand, and put it gently on Ziyi's shoulder.

Just listen to her speak softly.

"Master Ziyi, let me press your shoulder."

Zi Yi looked into her eyes, and her purple pupils, which were similar in color to her hair, were fascinated by her.

She was silent for a moment, then nodded.

That's right, she's not Yizhi, she's just an ordinary person.

One hundred and three, Ying Lili's distress

Ying Lili is a little irritable today, but as the eldest lady on the bright side, she still has to maintain the posture of a young lady.

What a hassle...

Greeted with other people with smiles, talking about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

But except for the last painting, she wasn't interested in anything else.

And her painting is not very serious.

She is not a serious painter, but a book painter who has gone to sea!

But what can I do.

It's all her own choice, although she doesn't want to admit it.

Just like when people make a mistake, the first thing that comes to mind is often not remedy, but denial.

This is how most people think.

As the class bell rang, the boring class time for others was a chance for Ying Lili to relax.

Just because I don't have to face people who I don't want to face when I am in class.

But not being able to sleep in class is a troublesome thing.

She was a little uncomfortable after staying up late to draw again last night.

Thinking of staying up late tonight to catch up on drafts, Ying Lili felt physically and mentally exhausted.

But what can I do? It's all my own problem.

If I can complete the drawing before the agreed time, that is, at the beginning of the month, then I don't have to stay up late to catch up on the draft like now.

But is there still time for me?

We're not many days away from Fall Comic Con.

Do you still want to ask that woman for help?

The figure that appeared in his mind was very similar to her, and that was a natural thing, after all, it was his mother.

Although she is reluctant to admit this in front of outsiders, because they are so similar, no matter in appearance or figure.

Hair color and pupils have become distinct distinctions.

"Why does it feel weirder?"

Gently covering her chest with her right hand, Ying Lili suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of oppression, as if something was pressing on her heart, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

I just thought about that woman.

Could it be that... something happened to her?

Will not!

whats the matter.

She still knows about the security system of her home.

But what if it's someone inside?

As a book artist, Ying Lili has never lacked brains, and she conceived many terrifying story plots in her mind within a short time.

Ying Lili didn't know that a certain plot conceived in her mind fit perfectly with reality.

A wife lover from an unknown area sneaks into his home quietly, and then finds his mother. The wife lover, who fell in love at first sight in an instant, starts all kinds of unspeakable and adult games with his mother through various coercion!

Except for the gender mismatch, there is almost no difference.

However, Ying Lili didn't know that her fantasy was the reality that had already happened. Her wild thoughts made herself even more uncomfortable, and she wished she could go home and see the situation.

But how could such a thing be possible!

Convincing herself with such words was only because she felt that what she was thinking was a little too absurd.

Well, stop thinking about it, study hard, and then find a chance to take a break during the lunch break. I will continue to draw the manuscript tonight!

Although she was still a little restless, Ying Lili still asked herself to attend class well and not to think about it.

On the other side, Sayuri walked out of the bathroom again with a shy face.

The kimono on his body is no longer there, and he has replaced it with a set of home clothes.

There is no way, the underwear is wet and can't be worn on the body at all.

And because I was wearing a kimono, I didn't have too many other clothes inside. If the underwear got wet, it was inevitable that the kimono would get wet together.

"I'm sorry, Lord Ziyi."

She lowered her head with a look of shame and indignation.

Obviously he wanted to give Master Ziyi a massage, but he didn't expect that he would be the one who was ashamed in the end.

Looking at Sayuri in front of her, Zi Yi felt a little helpless.

This is actually not her fault, after all Sayuri is just an ordinary person, she is addicted to self-desires, she is always longing for the desires of self-seeking, self-orgasm is nothing at all, it is a very normal thing.

"Let me suppress it for you."

Ziyi walked up to Sayuri, putting a hand on her shoulder.

She didn't make any unnecessary moves at all, but Sayuri's body trembled when she touched her, and her legs under the skirt were tightly closed.

Look, this is the current Sayuri, if she doesn't suppress her a little bit, she will burn herself because she has nowhere to vent her desires.

As for finding her husband?

That was already impossible, if she wanted her to find that husband, there was only one thing Sayuri would do, and that was to find a way to kill him, and then prove her spiritual purity to her!

Crystal drops of water slowly left from the thighs in the skirt, and fell to the heels along the white and tender skin.

Although Ziyi has now suppressed Sayuri's desire, it was too late.

Fat Cijun, who had just been replaced for a short time, was declared dead!