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An extremely rich masculine scent hit my nose, and at the same time I felt something moving restlessly on my cheek.

This smell is something you will never forget once you smell it.

Amemiya-kun tastes so good, Yuta can't compare at all!

Unable to help but take another deep sniff, the purple-haired girl felt as if all the pores on her body had opened up and felt comfortable.

The fire lingering in my heart was mostly extinguished as if by a basin of cool water.

Without feeling severe pain, Bai Zhe knelt on Yu Gong's human foot pad.

Natsuka Murasaki opened her eyes carefully, and her gaze happened to meet Amemiya's extremely embarrassed eyes.

The soft cheeks almost made him unable to control his violent emotions. Amamiya's body was slightly tense, and he said with a forced smile:

"Murasano, it's okay now. Um, can you stand up first?"

If you don't get up, I really can't bear it anymore!

Zizhigong Xiahua moved her gaze from Yugong's face to his spirit which was close at hand, and held her head high and chest puffed out with a majestic look.

Even through the thick cloth, she could still feel the astonishing heat and terrifying brightness.

What kind of magnificence is that?!

Zizhigong Xiahua was almost instantly overwhelmed by the shock brought to her by the young man.

It was not until Amemiya called out to her several times that she came out of her stupor.

Her face flushed all the way to her earlobes, her wine-red eyes seemed to be about to burst into tears, and she hurriedly apologized nervously:

"I'm sorry, Amamiya-kun!"

"I...I really didn't mean it!"

She really didn't expect to go this far.

Although her body betrayed her childhood sweetheart first, she wanted to stick with him mentally!

Amamiya knew that no matter how much he said, it would not be able to easily ease the other party's shyness, so he waved his hand and said softly:

"It's okay, I know it was just an accident, Murasakimiya-san don't need to be so nervous."

"Okay, I won't stay here and hinder you. Murasakimiya-san, go use the bathroom. Dinner should be ready when you come out."

After giving the instructions, before Zizhigong Xiahua could react, Yugong slipped away to the kitchen.

He didn't want to stay there and face the embarrassment, and his good comrade was also in high spirits, so he had to find a quiet place to calm him down.

After all, there is no girlfriend around to help Amemiya solve his troubles.

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The bathroom was misty.

Her graceful figure was faintly visible in the water vapor, which made women of the same age envious. Her curvy figure looked extremely beautiful under the water flow.

The thick purple hair was wet by the hot water and stuck tightly to Baizhe's back skin.

In remote rural areas, teaching resources are scarce.

The students are descendants of those born in the surrounding towns, and the so-called high school there can barely accommodate a few classes.

And Natsuka Murasaki is the leader of the Aikido Club in her hometown school.

Maybe it was because of her talent, but after just a little training, she had no rivals in the school, regardless of gender.

But no matter how strong her Aikido skills are, she can only fight a few adult men with her bare hands. The physical differences and physical endurance are the biggest factors that limit her.

The reason why Murasaki Natsuka practices Aikido is nothing else but to protect her childhood sweetheart, Yamano Yuta, a man who has no masculinity at all.

She doesn't like so-called exercise, nor does she like to protect her childhood sweetheart. What she wants is a strong man to protect and care for her in return.

Unfortunately, over the years, Yamano Yuta has never met Murasakimiya Natsuka's expectations, and he doesn't even have the courage to respond to this feeling.

Thinking about the accident that just happened, Zizhigong Xiahua lowered her head in a daze, bit her nails lightly on her pink lips, and stared at the chest where she couldn't see the toes.

The feeling I just had was definitely not an illusion.

Whenever I come into contact with Amemiya-kun, I will want to get close to him like a firefly craving for light.

But why is it like this? We are just neighbors that I just met on the first day, but I don’t dislike the way Amamiya treats me at all...

Is it really the nature of the weak to obey the strong?

Not only is he strong, but Amemiya-kun is also the strongest among the strong. You must be very happy to be his girlfriend.

Just thinking about it makes me feel a little impatient.

Murasaki Natsuka is now both conflicted and eager to be close to Amemiya.

On the one hand, it is the call of the body's nature, and on the other hand, it is the last expectation and persistence for the childhood sweetheart.

At present, it is difficult to judge which of the two is more important.

But the only thing that is certain is that as long as she continues to contact Amemiya, she will definitely fall.

When Xia Hua was daydreaming in the Purple Palace, her eyes wandered everywhere, and finally slowly fixed on the clothes basket where the dirty clothes were placed.

There weren't many clothes in the clothes basket, only the set that Amemiya had just changed out of.

But what was placed on top was the inner storehouse that had been wrapped for a day.

The moment she saw it, Zizhigong Xiahua's heart began to beat rapidly and saliva quickly filled her mouth.

The sound of the girl's throat rolling echoed clearly in the bathroom, and her eyes were fixed on the four corners of the ordinary-looking cloth.

Is this the one that Amemiya-kun just took off?

There's still his scent on it...

Thinking of the soul-piercing breath she smelled when she rushed to the strategic location just now, Zizhigong Xiahua couldn't help but shudder a few times, and the light in her eyes became more and more fiery.

Amemiya-kun is preparing dinner in the kitchen and won't suddenly break into the bathroom, so no one will notice even if I want to sniff it secretly.

But, is this really fair to Yuta?

But why is Yongta unwilling to rent the same house with me? I have been secretly expressing my feelings for so many years, why can't Yongta take the initiative to express his feelings to me...

After enduring for so long, it’s not surprising to have such thoughts, right?

Zizhigong Xiahua kept finding excuses for herself in her mind. She had started walking without knowing when, and in a few breaths she arrived in front of the clothes basket.

A few traces of struggle flashed across the unusually pink cheeks, but finally after a mental struggle, they turned into determination.

This is just an experiment to test whether Amemiya-kun is really that attractive to me.

It was definitely not for some weird thing that I went to Amemiya-kun's inner treasury.

Yuta, you will understand me, right?

The purple-haired girl stretched out her sinful hands tremblingly, tightly grasping the slightly wrinkled four-cornered inner storage, her cheeks flushed as she turned back to look in the direction of the door from time to time.

In the end, she could no longer suppress the torment and excitement in her heart, and Xiahua Zizhigong couldn't wait to put it to her nose, trying her best to breathe in the breath that fascinated her.

Yes, that’s the taste!

Ah, this is the taste of Amemiya-kun!

Chapter 296: The Temptation That Seems to Exist

If Amemiya could see the beauty in the bathroom, he would understand that the [fragrance] on his body was starting to play tricks on him again.

The poor boy had no idea that his privacy was being violated and he continued to prepare dinner diligently.

At this time, in the bathroom.

Xia Hua from the Purple Palace was fascinated and was sniffing the inner chamber which was mixed with various strong smells, which was different from the refreshing mixed shower gel scent she had just smelled.

The smell of the inner treasury in her hand was more fishy and salty, but it also made Zizhigong Xiahua more excited.

To put it simply, in addition to being stained with Amemiya's body fluids, it was also stained with the smell of Hattori Shizuka and Kazuha.

After a day of fermentation, it became even richer and more sour, which coincidentally hit the strange spot of the summer flowers in the Purple Palace.

There is definitely not only the scent of Amemiya-kun on it, there is also the scent of one or two women!

As expected of a strong man who is recognized by both body and mind, he is also so domineering in this regard~

Fantasizing about Amemiya being surrounded by other women and having in-depth conversations, Murasaki Natsuka tightly covered her cheeks with her naiko.

Bai Zhe's face was flushed pink, and he was trying hard to breathe.

The soft hands hang down naturally, and the slender fingertips move quietly, playing freely in the turbulent stream.

The splashing water dripped onto the tiled floor of the bathroom.

The bathroom was filled with steam, and Summer Flowers in the Purple Palace was performing the ceremony in ecstasy.

With intense fighting, the emotions that had been accumulated in the body and mind were finally released.

Her delicate body slumped limply, and she tried her best to suppress the urge to shout, murmuring:

"Amamiya-kun~"

......

In the kitchen, Amemiya skillfully stirred the wok and poured the fried golden eggs into the already cooked tomato pieces, then stirred gently twice, and a dish of fried tomato and eggs was ready.

Wearing a pink apron, Amemiya walked out of the kitchen holding several prepared dishes.

Since there were no fresh ingredients in the refrigerator, he could only prepare some simple and convenient home-cooked meals.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, Chinese cabbage with soy sauce, and fried luncheon meat were neatly placed on the dining table.

Amemiya glanced at the bathroom and saw that the door was still closed, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

It turns out that girls are more meticulous when taking a bath than boys.

Untying her apron and putting it aside, Amemiya shouted towards the bathroom.

"Murasano, I've prepared dinner. Is yours almost ready?"

"Yeah, I'll be right there."

The soft tone of voice seemed to be mixed with cartilage powder, making people feel numb in their bones. As soon as the words fell, the bathroom door was pushed open.

First, the snow-white and delicate calves slowly stepped forward, and a layer of light heat emerged from the fair skin. After being washed by boiling hot water, the skin became even whiter and more rosy.

She was wearing a pair of sky blue shorts that looked like pajamas, about 20 to 30 centimeters above her knees.

It is stretched tightly, revealing a circle of fine tender flesh, making the slender legs with perfect lines even more attractive.

She wore a light white T-shirt with a loose round neck, but it didn't look loose at all.

On the contrary, the round and full breasts have an enviable curve, forming a perfect inverted triangle with the sexy and equally round breasts, which is extremely hot.

One look at it makes one's mouth dry.

The long purple hair was spread on her chest, a little messy, and still stained with moisture that had not been wiped off.

The gorgeous beauty of lotus emerging from water and the mysterious sexiness of violet are blended harmoniously in her.

The thin white T-shirt could not cover the proud purple lace lining at all, which made Amemiya gasp.

He suddenly felt a little regretful about asking Zizhigong Xiahua to stay for dinner. Why did this woman look a little strange?

"Sorry to have kept Amamiya waiting for so long~"

Zizhimiya Xiahua walked to the dining table with a strange posture and sat down, reaching her hands behind her head to tie her hair into a ponytail.

It's just that the ponytail was tied a little longer, and the ripe fruits swayed in an amazing way as they swayed.

Combined with the faint purple color, Yu Gong felt that the atmosphere was becoming more and more ambiguous. He did not dare to look any further, and hurriedly picked up the bowl and chopsticks and said:

"It's okay, I just made it. Murasakimiya-san, please start eating quickly. If it gets cold, it might not taste good."

Seeing Amemiya withdraw his gaze and lower his head to eat as if he had been electrocuted, Zizhigong Xiahua could not help but smile charmingly.

The reason she spent so long tying her hair just now was not because she was unskilled, but because for some strange reason she wanted Amemiya to look at her for a while longer.