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After swallowing it in one gulp, the extremely rich masculine scent hits your soul.

This is Amamiya-kun...

The smell ignites hormones, and it often only takes a moment to go from gentleness to violence, just like the summer flowers in the Purple Palace.

Immerse yourself in every detail, comfort every corner in the most gentle and meticulous way, and try your best to make someone satisfied.

Amemiya squinted his eyes, turned on the desk lamp, and then lifted the quilt to prevent Zizhigong Xiahua from suffocating due to lack of oxygen.

The sudden bright light made her close her eyes subconsciously. She paused in eating the ice cream, and after a while she resumed her rhythm. She looked at Amemiya shyly with her big eyes.

"well done."

Amemiya praised lightly, reaching out and gently stroking the girl's purple hair, as if he was teasing a cute pet.

Even so, Xia Hua of Zizhigong was still overjoyed, her eyes were like water, and she served happily.

"Can I still do this for Amamiya-kun in the future?"

"What's wrong?"

"Woo, so cool~"

In the silent night, the two hearts slowly approached each other. After giving a rich and heart-warming gift, Yu Gong hugged Zi Zhi Gong Xia Hua and fell asleep.

The girl's delicate face was filled with an extremely sweet smile, which was the happiness that came true.

Chapter 370: The Drum Turns

The following days fell into a certain pattern, and Amemiya followed the routine every day.

Get up early to prepare lunch, go to class, deal with girlfriends, go home in the evening to cook, do tutoring, and treat Zizhigong Xiahua.

Based on some tacit understanding, even though her wounds were healing better and better and she was able to stand and take care of herself for longer and longer periods of time, Zizhimiya Natsuka still did not stop asking Amemiya for help in the bathroom.

Amemiya indulged in this temptation, knowing it well, and enjoyed the feedback service from Zizhigong Xiahua every day.

It often gives girls a delicate and flawless white, thick and fresh.

Zizhigong Xiahua's skills are improving day by day, and her inner impulse is gradually increasing. So can she proceed to the next step?

Every time she ate ice cream, she would speculate like this, and Mili looked at Amemiya with questioning eyes.

In response, Amemiya did not answer, but just gently pressed Qiongshou, signaling the other party to work harder.

Seeing this, Zizhigong Xiahua didn't force anything, but she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Is it that she hasn't done well enough?

It seems that I have to continue working hard to make Amemiya-kun more satisfied.

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A few days later, after finishing today's tutoring, Amamiya lowered his head to organize the notes on his desk and said:

"That's all for today, Xiahua, go take a shower."

"Yeah, today too, thank you for your hard work, Amamiya-kun~"

After skillfully helping Zizhimiya Natsuka solve her hygiene problem, Amemiya carried the weak and sore girl back to the bedroom.

What was different this time was that Amemiya solved the problem simultaneously, but the girl did not notice this sudden change.

Zizhigong Xiahua lay lazily in his arms, happily enjoying Amemiya's hair blow-drying service. Under the clever technique and warm hot air, her hair soon became dry and smooth.

The massage treatment went on as usual, with a towel laid on the bed sheet, based on Amemiya's experience.

Otherwise, after every massage, the splashing water is always difficult to clean up, and all the spare sheets at home are now hung on the balcony to dry.

Compared to the previous period, Zizhigong Xiahua is now almost recovered, but she is not yet suitable for too frequent walking and standing.

Therefore, the only pain that Amamiya's massage brought was a sea-like and surging mercy, with no neutralization of the pain at all, causing her to succumb faster than usual, with splashes everywhere.

It was not until Amemiya cleaned up the mess and returned to the bed that Zizhimiya Xiahua could barely muster a little strength to support herself.

When I wanted to help him relieve the pressure like I did in the past, Amemiya stopped me. My heart skipped a beat and I looked at him with nervous and questioning eyes.

Yu Gong looked at him calmly, and after a while he suddenly said, "Turn around and lift up the drum."

Before she could feel disappointed, her heart was filled with overflowing surprise. A bright smile of surprise appeared on her pretty face, and she nodded hurriedly.

"Mmmmm~"

Without needing to be reminded, Xia Hua from the Purple Palace skillfully removed all obstacles, her skin becoming as smooth as jade, dazzling under the dim light.

Her perfectly shaped waist was slightly arched in a beautiful curve, and her plump buttocks, which were much more than those of ordinary people of her age, were facing Amamiya defenselessly.

It shakes gently from time to time, as if silently calling for the arrival of guests.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Amemiya had a myriad of thoughts, which finally turned into a question as he leaned over and whispered in the girl's ear.

"Xiahua, are you ready?"

"I've been waiting for Amamiya~"

Without hesitation, Xia Hua from Zizhi Palace expressed her feelings boldly. She turned her head and her firm gaze showed her determination.

In that case, as you wish.

Amemiya silently rushed out with his gun, expanding the territory inch by inch until he broke through a city wall, then he slowly slowed down the offensive trend of his troops.

"Yeah~"

Fullness and tingling came at the same time, and Zizhigong Xiahua felt an unprecedented compassion.

The slight stinging pain was quickly drowned out by the sufficient preparation beforehand (massage + bath).

All the torment, expectation and pain in my heart turned into happiness, filling my heart, as if it was purified by love.

"Amamiya-kun, Modo~"

There was an indelible charm of plum blossom hidden in her voice, a silly smile in her eyes, and vaguely one could see a fuzzy pink heart imprinted in them.

Zizhigong Xiahua turned her head excitedly, and her delicate hands couldn't help but look for a fulcrum backwards. She crossed her fingers with Yugong and handed the reins of the galloping horse to him.

Amemiya was not polite at all. He immediately sent out a swift force, and the sound of a series of attack horns rose melodiously, commanding the troops to advance bravely towards the enemy.

How could Xia Hua from Zizhigong, who was ignorant of the world, resist such an attack that was beyond her own level?

He rolled his eyes, his delicate little legs stretched straight, and the singing became louder and faster, and then he died completely with the notes stopping abruptly.

Xia Hua from the Purple Palace lay powerlessly on the bed, breathing rapidly and breathlessly, her eyes dazed and unfocused, as if her soul was still wandering.

Amemiya considerately gave him some time to rest, but his still energetic mood suggested that the battle would not end so easily.

Two minutes later, Zizhigong Xiahua slowly came back to her senses, wrapped her delicate arms around his broad chest, and said delicately:

"Amamiya-kun~"

"Ok?"

"I feel so happy, like I'm dreaming."

"It will be better in the future."

"Yeah, we will be happier in the future than we are now."

Natsuka Zizhimiya is very clear about herself. She did not satisfy Amemiya as a virgin, so she must make amends!

She bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth, exerted a little force on her body, and pulled away little by little until a popping sound was heard.

After panting for a few times, Zi Zhigong Xia Hua twisted her body with great effort to face her emotions, and swallowed the ice cream she had processed without hesitation.

Her delicate face revealed an intoxicated look, and her big eyes gazed at Amemiya affectionately, conveying her full and passionate emotions to him.

Feeling the weight of the affection, Amemiya gently stroked her hair to show encouragement.

After realizing that the other party was very tolerant, I couldn't help but cooperate and speed up the process of eating the ice cream.

The snow-white goose neck appeared and disappeared from time to time, as if it was swallowing food that was difficult to swallow. However, Xia Hua from the Purple Palace did not feel uncomfortable at all, but felt extremely refreshed.

This is the taste of Amamiya-kun~

The rich masculine scent stirred my heart, the defeated land rose up in resistance, and the itching spread rapidly.

"Amamiya-kun~"

The vague yet affectionate call made Amemiya realize Murasaki Natsuka's request. Of course he would not give in and decided to lend a helping hand.

The departed guests returned to their familiar homeland, and the departed troops returned to suppress the rebellion.

When jackals come, we have bows and arrows; when enemies come, we have cannons.

Amemiya practiced this profoundly, and the fertile land suffered an unprecedented baptism of artillery shells.

With every blow, Zizhigong Xiahua felt that she was getting closer to her limit, and the strength and frequency of the strangulation increased uncontrollably.

The girl called out unconsciously, and Amemiya knocked heavily on the door. The unique attraction dragged down her emotions and prevented her from leaving.

The killer attacks came from all directions, and the incomparable pressure forced Amamiya to hand over the rich and fresh sandwich gift, filling the dry field.

Chapter 371 Recovery

The morning light broke through the sky and the alarm clock beside the bed rang.

Amemiya slowly opened his eyes, turned off the alarm clock, then pulled back the quilt and took a look at the mess left behind last night.

There are some dazzling white gels, plum-like red marks, and the charming purple palace summer flowers.

After carefully covering the other person with the quilt, Amamiya tiptoed out of the room to prepare today's lunch box.

Not long after, after taking care of his personal hygiene and breakfast, Amemiya returned to the room and saw that Murasakimiya Natsuka was still sleeping soundly, so he did not disturb her any further.

She played too much last night and didn't go to bed until two or three in the morning. Let her have a good rest now.

Amemiya did not expect that the fighting power that Zizhimiya Xiahua showed in front of him for the first time would be so unexpected.

It may be because practicing Aikido has improved my physical fitness a lot.

With extremely high recovery speed and flexibility, and the ability to perform various difficult moves with ease, Amemiya experienced a different kind of fun.

I forgot to restrain my strength and continued to do this until two or three o'clock.

After carefully putting up the reminder note, Amemiya packed his schoolbag and headed for Sobu High School.

After arriving at school and having just started two classes, Amemiya was taken to the teacher's office by Shizuka Hiratsuka for questioning.

Not tutoring, just serious questioning.

"Amamiya, how is Murasaki Natsuka's injury recovering? Can she come to class next week?"

Since there were people in the office, Shizuka Hiratsuka didn't dare to be too intimate.

However, with the help of the baffle on the workstation, she was still able to do some small operations.

One person was standing and the other was sitting, and from the side they seemed a little too close.

However, such things happen from time to time in teachers' offices, such as when teachers and students explain questions.

Therefore, Amemiya and Hiratsuka Shizuka do not appear out of place.

While asking about the situation, Shizuka Hiratsuka quietly took Amemiya's hand, placed it on the heavy scale, and let the other party do what she wanted.

Amemiya was also aroused by the increasingly elaborate tricks played by Teacher Jing, and could not help but increase the strength and pinched her hard with a teasing look.

"I think it should be fine. Murasakimiya-san is able to walk now. He should be fully recovered after a couple of days of rest."

What he was thinking about was the fight to the death between the two of them last night. It was unknown which wound he had used these two days to heal.

"Is that so? That's good. I was planning to pay you a home visit, but now that you're here, I feel relieved."

Hiratsuka Shizuka threw a thunderbolt in silence, and Amamiya broke out in a cold sweat on his back. On the surface, he remained calm and said:

"If Mr. Jing is really worried, you can go back with me after school to visit Mr. Murasaki."

Fortune and wealth must be sought at the risk of one's own risk. Amemiya's invitation, which was a retreat in order to advance, completely dispelled Shizuka Hiratsuka's idea of ​​visiting her home.

It's only two days anyway, so when people arrive at school they can ask about the situation in detail.

"Forget it, it's a bit too late to go now. I'll have to trouble Amamiya to help her follow up on her homework."

"Just leave it to me. I've been filling in for the lessons these days."

The two smiled at each other, and the small action of blocking each other was coming to an end. Amemiya carefully tidied up the slightly messy wrinkles for the other person, then waved his hand and left the teacher's office.