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Am I really interested in the smell of Amemiya-kun's sweat?

Ahhh, Machida Sonoko you huge idiot!

What we need to do now is to be patient, patient, and patient again.

I must not look embarrassing in front of Amemiya-kun!

Machida Sonoko took a few deep breaths before slowly suppressing the restlessness in her heart. Her cheeks flushed, as if she had consumed something violently.

But I wish I could get closer and smell it...

Such a thought flashed through the female editor's mind.

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In the bathroom, Amemiya scrubbed every corner of his body vigorously, and his level of diligence was among the best in his past bathing career.

It’s not because of what Machida Sonoko said about washing away the smell of sweat.

But at the end of the day, after coming into contact with more girls than you can count on one hand, your body will inevitably be left with all kinds of their scents and body fluids.

If I don't wash it clean, it would be embarrassing if Machida Sonoko saw or smelled it.

But is it true that nothing unexpected will happen if we sleep in the same bed?

Looking at the super powers he gained today, Amemiya was filled with worry and doubt.

In the living room, in order to divert attention, Machida Sonoko patted her red cheeks, picked up the rag and started to help Amemiya clean.

The pink apron is placed on her plump yet slender waist, and the tightened part highlights her proud figure.

After turning around in front of the mirror, Machida Sonoko nodded in satisfaction and started cleaning.

Perhaps because she inherited the habit of being quick and decisive at work, Machida Sonoko cleans very quickly.

Using the time that Yu Gong spent taking a bath, he tidied up the living room and kitchen, making them look brand new.

"It looks much more comfortable this way. Boys who live alone always ignore the importance of cleanliness and hygiene. I'll have to remind Amamiya-kun later."

Pouring a glass of boiled water from the tap, Machida Sonoko enjoyed the refreshing feeling brought by the cool water, and then looked at the fruits of her labor with satisfaction.

Amemiya walked out of the bathroom while wiping her hair.

Because the beautiful editor hurriedly pushed him into the shower, he didn't even have time to bring a change of clothes, so he had to cover his lower body with a scarf.

The strong muscles and lines are inevitably in close contact with the air.

He was stunned for a moment, looking at the brighter and cleaner living room, with many doubts flashing in his eyes.

Have I traveled through time again?

The wet water droplets on her hair slid down her cheeks to the floor. Hearing the door open, Machida Sonoko walked out of the kitchen and saw the most shocking perfect body in her life.

The perfectly shaped abdominal muscles and smooth muscle curves reveal the amazing power hidden underneath without having to deliberately tense them.

It turns out that Amamiya-kun has such a good figure?

When this thought flashed through her mind, Machida Sonoko screamed and quickly covered her eyes.

The gap between her fingers was a little wide, and she said coquettishly:

"Why did Amamiya-kun come out like this?"

The boy touched his nose awkwardly: "Well, I went in too hastily and didn't have time to get a change of clothes. Sorry, I'll go back to my room and put them on right away."

The layout of this single apartment is quite clever. The living room is right after the entrance, and the kitchen and bathroom are on the left and right sides.

To enter the room, you have to go through the kitchen door from the living room.

So, in the eyes of Machida Sonoko, Amemiya's shocking body was getting closer and closer.

Along with it came the scent that she could never forget.

His legs went limp and he leaned on the kitchen threshold, barely able to support his sore body.

Am I really a pervert who likes the taste of Amamiya-kun?

No way, this must be my hallucination!

Machida Sonoko, who was afraid to face the hurtful reality, began to subjectively avoid this problem.

As long as she doesn't think about it, she can pretend nothing happened.

"Also, thank you, Sister Yuanzi, for helping me clean. My house hasn't been this clean in a long time."

The young man's clear voice came from behind the door, waking up Machida Yuanzi, who was still deceiving herself and comforting herself. Her cheeks were extremely rosy, and she said in a shy voice:

"It's just simple housework. It's great to be able to help Amamiya-kun."

"Yeah, that really helped a lot. If it were me, I wouldn't have the motivation to clean at all."

"Okay, I won't chat with Amamiya-kun any more. I'm going to take a nice bath too."

Machida Sonoko chuckled, covered her pounding heart, and fled towards the bathroom.

What? You only know how to say nice things to please others. Are all high school boys so sweet-mouthed nowadays?

Or is it that Amemiya-kun is just special to me?

The older single female editor, with blushing cheeks and in a state of missing spring, was recalling the heart-touching moments they had spent together.

Be it his face, talent, or even financial ability, Amemiya, the younger brother, deeply touched her heart.

This made Machida Sonoko feel the urge to hug Amemiya tightly in her arms and love him.

There was still a thin layer of water vapor in the bathroom, mixed with the scent of shower gel.

Machida Sonoko smelled the youthful scent in it that made her unable to stop.

The heat in my heart that had been suppressed before was aroused again at this moment.

The mist in the eyes quickly accumulated and turned into a watery mess.

Oops, weird... again.

Just bear with it for one more night, just bear with it for one more night, and then go home and make your own living.

At least you can't do such a shameful thing in Amemiya's house.

Machida Sonoko dragged her weak body and forced herself to move under the shower head hanging on the wall to wash herself.

However, he was surrounded and enveloped by an even more intense aura, and the beast in his heart frantically bit the cage that was blocking him.

Why is the smell getting stronger and stronger? Woohoo~ I really can’t stand it anymore.

Machida Sonoko raised her head and gasped for air, her eyes suddenly fixed and her breathing became heavier.

When I looked up, I saw that the clothes that Amemiya wore today were hanging on the horizontal railing next to it, including clothes, pants and...underwear.

Because there were rarely any guests at home, Amemiya habitually placed the clothes to be washed on the horizontal rail next to him, without considering the impact on Machida Sonoko.

Especially after having passionate sex with so many girls and Teacher Jing today, a strong smell remained on my underwear.

After a day of fermentation, the smell reaches its peak.

For Machida Sonoko, who had already inhaled too much of the scent of the Amemiya brand, it was simply a fatal attraction.

Is this the clothes Amamiya-kun wore today?

Wow, I really want to get closer and smell it...

But wouldn't it make me look perverted if I did that?

Conflicted, longing, hesitant, and complex eyes stared at Amemiya's clothes.

Machida Sonoko's expression changed drastically several times, but she finally succumbed to the cry in her heart.

It's okay to just sniff it secretly, right?

Anyway, Amamiya-kun won't find out~

Chapter 237: Little Interest

If there was a mirror in front of her, the beautiful female editor would notice it.

There was a crystal smile on the corner of his mouth and his eyes were staring at the treasure in the sky.

Turn on the shower and let the warm water rush down.

It wasn't that Machida Sonoko suddenly came to her senses and turned back, she just wanted the sound of flowing water to cover up her next actions.

His eyes were burning, and his trembling hands slowly reached out and gently took off Amemiya's short-sleeved shirt from the railing.

It was summer, and Amemiya did a lot of physical work at school.

Therefore, the short-sleeved shirt is inevitably stained with a lot of sweat.

Machida Sonoko suddenly covered her mouth and nose with it, hissing, and breathing in the strong smell on the clothes.

Ah, yes, that's the feeling~ the smell of Amamiya-kun, woooo~

Not enough, not enough, I want more...

After sucking hard for a while, Machida Sonoko felt still not satisfied.

His eyes moved back to the horizontal rail of his trousers, revealing fascination in his greed.

The smell should be stronger, right? Now that I've done it, it doesn't matter if I smell it again, right?

Machida Sonoko swallowed nervously and put the used shirt back on the railing.

You can still see some moisture on it.

His fingers deftly grasped the trousers and he brought them in front of him to examine them carefully, his scorching eyes fixed on the place where the fabric bulged slightly.

That should be the place with the strongest smell, right?

If adolescent boys do not pay attention to hygiene, they will also get serious diseases.

So I did this just for Amamiya-kun's health, to check if there was any bad smell.

Yes, it is like that!

Machida Sonoko obsessively covered her mouth and nose with her pants, and her breathing became even more intense than before.

It twists from time to time, as if trying to absorb all the smell.

Hiss~ha, hiss~ha

That's the flavor, it's so good, I want more!

Feeling that she still lacked a little bit, Machida Sonoko threw her pants aside without giving up. Her body burst out with unprecedented strength and she quickly took the inner bag in her hands.

Then, trembling, he put it on his head.

The part directly facing the tip of the nose happened to be the cloth that wrapped Amemiya's best friend.

The rich fabric, which even has a scent of a different girl, makes Machida Sonoko intoxicated.

After a satisfied, trembling sniff, the female editor's excitement also flowed out.

"Ah, Amamiya-kun~"

It was as violent as a high-speed jet of water, with great force, splashing a long distance.

uh~uh~

The eyes are like rippling water, bringing out the breathtaking spring overflow.

Machida Sonoko was panting and staring at the sky in a daze.

The tight cloth that Amemiya usually used to hold down her gun was still tightly worn on her head, shaking up and down with her breathing.

I actually used Amamiya-kun's inner storage to do this...

Ahhh, Machida Sonoko, you really have no shame at all!

But, but it's so comfortable that I don't want to stop at all~

Machida Sonoko bit her fingers unconsciously, and the fabric fell into her mouth.

In an instant, the fishy, ​​salty and wonderful taste quickly hit the brain that was still in a state of shutdown.