Sanjiao Chuxia held her hand, frowning slightly: "You can't say that about yourself. It was my own choice to become Xiaochu's lover."

"Was Xia moved at that time?" she asked suddenly, looking at him with her violet eyes without blinking.

This question hit home, leaving Sanjiao Chuxia speechless. He couldn't lie, but he couldn't bear to hurt the gentle girl in front of him.

"...Yes." He admitted honestly.

"So Xia really still likes Xiaoxiang."

"But since Xiaochu and I are already lovers, I won't..."

"I don't mind." Sanjiao Chuhua interrupted him and interlocked his fingers with his. "Even if Xia and Xiaoxiang really kiss like lovers, or even do something intimate, I don't mind."

"But we..."

"What does Xia want from me then?" She suddenly leaned in close, her warm breath brushing against the corner of his lips. "Do you want me to get angry like a jealous girlfriend? Or do you want me to..."

Her lips brushed against his gently, with a hint of teasing: "...Re-mark ownership here?"

Sanjiao Chuxia's breathing hitched, and he pulled her into his arms.

"why?"

"I met Xiaoxiang this morning." Sanjiao Chuhua broke his promise without hesitation.

"Eh?"

"Because I could tell that Xia still liked Xiaoxiang, I tried to find out for you." She gently stroked his cheek with her free hand. "I told Xiaoxiang that I wanted to share Xia, and she didn't explicitly refuse."

Sanjiao Chuxia's body visibly stiffened, and she looked at her in disbelief.

"Xiaochu...did you really say that to Xiaoxiang?"

"Well, I've made it very clear. As long as Xiaoxiang is willing, I won't interfere in anything between you two."

Sanjiao Chuhua paused, and gently traced the line of Sanjiao Chuxia's lips with his fingertips: "Even...if Xia wants to do that kind of thing with us, I can also help convince Xiaoxiang~"

These words burned like a piece of red-hot iron, causing Sanjiao Chuxia to sit up straight. His ears instantly turned red, and even his neck was stained crimson.

"Xiaochu! Do you know what you are saying?"

"I know, I mean it."

Sanjiao Chuxia took a deep breath and cupped her cheeks with both hands: "Listen, I don't need you to...humble yourself like this. What happened between Xiaoxiang and I should be dealt with by me alone."

"This isn't a sacrifice." Sanjiao Chuhua gently grasped his wrist. "This is also my own desire."

Her voice suddenly became low and soft, and her fingers gently stroked Sanjiao Chuxia's Adam's apple, feeling his instantly tense skin.

"Xia and Xiaoxiang are both important people in my life. I want the three of us to be together for the rest of our lives."

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[1] A Japanese homophone meaning "same as usual", Mizukuri's catchphrase.

ps: Chuhua: I want a threesome

ps2: What do you think of the kiss between three people when they are having sex? I think hso (

Chapter 166: Xiaochu... is massaging me

"Xia and Xiaoxiang are both important people in my life. I want the three of us to be together for the rest of our lives."

Sanjiao Chuxia's breathing became noticeably faster, and her Adam's apple rolled gently under Sanjiao Chuhua's fingertips. He held her restless hand, his voice a little hoarse.

"Xiaochu... have you really thought it through?"

Sanjiao Chuhua didn't answer directly. Instead, she gently broke free from his hand and cupped his face. Her violet eyes gleamed with determination under the warm yellow light.

"Xiao Xiang was the light of my childhood, and I followed her footsteps and came here." Her fingertips gently traced his outline.

"And Xia, you are my sun." Sanjiao Chuhua's voice was as light as a feather, but with a firmness that could not be ignored. "If it weren't for you illuminating me, I can't imagine what I would become."

Sanjiao Chuxia's pupils trembled slightly. He could feel the warmth from her fingertips and the slightly trembling touch.

"Since you can't let go of your feelings for Xiaoxiang, then the three of us can go together."

Moonlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, dancing on her golden hair. He could smell the faint sweet fragrance of Sanjiao Chuhua.

She stood up and turned to walk towards the bedroom, blinking as she turned back: "But... in exchange..."

Sanjiao Chuhua untied the laces of her nightgown, and the silk fabric slid down her shoulders and piled up at her feet.

"Tonight...Xia must love me well."

Her voice was as light as a feather, but it set Sanjiao Chuxia's heart beating wildly. In the moonlight, the girl's skin was as white as fine porcelain, and her violet eyes were filled with undisguised desire.

"Xiaochu..."

Sanjiao Chuxia's breathing became rapid, and all his rationality collapsed at this moment. He strode forward, picked up his lover and carried him horizontally, walking towards the bed bathed in moonlight.

"You said it..." His voice was hoarse, "Don't even think about sleeping tonight."

Sanjiao Chuhua chuckled and put her arms around his neck: "I couldn't ask for more..."

The moonlight was like water, casting their intertwined figures on the wall. That night, all words became the most primitive communication, expressing the most sincere love with body temperature, heartbeat and breathing.

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In the dead of night, Toyokawa Shoko sat alone at her keyboard, her slender fingers gently dancing across the keys. Moonlight streamed in through the window, casting a soft silver glow on her profile.

The inspiration for the piece I planned to write for the Triangle Early Summer Performance came to me like a spring after it finished this afternoon.

After writing the last note, Toyokawa Shoko's fingers suddenly stopped on the piano keys. Only moonlight and silence filled the room. She took out her phone and stared at the screen, her fingertips unconsciously caressing the edge.

The cold light of the screen reflected on Toyokawa Shoko's delicate face. Her thumb hovered over the contact of Triangle Hatsuka, but she was hesitant to press it.

The living room was so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat.

She bit her lower lip, her fingertips trembling slightly.

(If I call now...isn't it too late?)

The clock hands had already pointed to eleven o'clock, but what came to mind was her impulsive kiss this afternoon and Sanjiao Chuxia's stunned expression.

Finally, his finger lightly tapped the dial button.

"Beep—beep—"

Every sound of waiting made her heart beat faster. Toyokawa Shoko unconsciously clutched the hem of her skirt, her knuckles turning white.

The moment the call was connected, she heard a burst of rapid breathing and the slight sound of fabric rubbing against each other.

"Hello...Xiaoxiang?" Sanjiao Chuxia's voice was a little hoarse, with obvious panting.

Toyokawa Shoko's heartbeat suddenly accelerated: "Xia... am I disturbing you?"

"No, no..." The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became nervous, "I just...just finished exercising..."

A faint hum could be heard in the background, as if someone had accidentally bumped into something.

"Is Chuhua here too?"

"Ah... yes, Xiaochu... is giving me a massage." Sanjiao Chuxia's voice was obviously trying to be calm, but it was hard to hear it through the distorted phone receiver. "I'm too tired today..."

(Yes, Xia worked half a day at Lou Brown today, and came to my house after band practice in the afternoon. She is really tired.)

"I...I wrote a new song, and there's a section I want to play for you."

"Now?" There was a rustling sound from the other end of the phone, as if someone was adjusting their posture. "Okay, okay..."

After hearing the response, Shoko Toyokawa happily put her phone on the music stand and put her fingers back on the keys.

Of course, the song she played was not the one she wrote specifically for Sanjiao Chuxia. She planned to give that song to him on a more formal or romantic occasion.

The melodious melody flows in the room.

However, what she didn't know was that on the other end of the phone—

Sanjiao Chuhua was sitting astride Sanjiao Chuxia, with her hands on his chest, her short golden hair hanging down, swaying gently with the ups and downs of her body.

She bit her lower lip, trying hard not to make any sound, her violet eyes filled with tears.

Sanjiao Chuxia held the phone in one hand and tightly pinched her waist with the other, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. He had to use all his strength to keep his voice steady.

"It's... a very nice song..."

"What do you think, Xia?"

"Great..." His voice trembled a little, "Xiaoxiang's music... is always so touching..."

"As long as Xia likes it."

At this moment, Sanjiao Chuhua suddenly leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Xia... I can't hold on any longer..."

Sanjiao Chuxia bit his lower lip hard, almost losing control. He hurriedly said to the phone: "Xiaoxiang...something suddenly happened here...can we talk tomorrow?"

"OK, good night."

Shoko Toyokawa hung up the phone somewhat disappointedly, completely unaware of the suppressed sob coming from the other end of the phone at the last moment.

She opened the chat window with Sanjiao Chuxia, her finger hovered on the screen for a long time, and finally sent only a short message.

Sakiko: See you tomorrow.

(Tomorrow, I will be able to see Xia again.)

After sending this message, Toyokawa Shoko pressed her phone against her chest, feeling her heartbeat accelerate. This feeling made her feel a little guilty towards Sanjiao Chuhua, but at the same time, she felt indescribably excited.

(This was Chuhua's initiative, not my shameless attempt to compete with Chuhua...)

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ps: Xiaochu and Xiaoxiang set a precedent, and then Xiaomu broke the bottom line and finally completed the transformation of the scumbag (Le

ps2: I still couldn't help but write the plot of the phone minotaur (not really). When I thought about Xiaoxiang still having a dull love affair step by step, my heartbeat accelerated like crazy.

Chapter 167 RAS Performance

"You have such dark circles under your eyes." Hachiman Kailing suddenly came in front of Sanka Hatsuka and asked, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Sanjiao Chuxia paused what she was doing and smiled nonchalantly, "Ah... I just stayed up late thinking about something. It won't affect today's practice."

"After practice, make sure to rest. The Poppin' Party live show is coming soon."

"Well, I will."

After receiving his assurance, Hachiman Kailing nodded.

She still trusts Sanjiao Chuxia very much, just as the other party trusts her. Both of them are the reliable and steady types.

But on the other side, Wakaba Mutsu, who was standing behind the keyboard, had his fingers hovering above the keys with a complicated look in his eyes.

(Look, look, I told you Xiao Xia was going to find Xiangzi-chan? A fusion of Kizuna and I? With all those dark circles under her eyes, it's possible they only sleep during the day!)

The little doll of the second personality sat on her shoulder, swinging its legs and sneering.

(No... Xia said it was because Xiang didn’t go to work...) Ruo Yemu retorted softly in his heart.

(Xiangzijiang didn't go to work probably because of family matters. Xiaoxia found Xiangzijiang's home under Xiaomu's guidance. After solving the problem, the two of them got together naturally...)

(...)

Wakaba Mu's fingertips unconsciously pressed a piano key, producing an abrupt single note.

"Cucumber?" Sanjiao Chuxia's gaze suddenly turned here.

"……Feel sorry."

She withdrew her finger and returned to silence.

Kaname Lenai tilted her head and looked over, as if she had discovered something interesting, with a mysterious smile on her face.

Hachiman Kairin gently plucked the bass strings, making a low sound: "The break is over, focus and start over again with 'Moonlight Cocoon' and 'Black Cage'."

The music started again, and Sanjiao Chuxia did play and sing the two songs without any impact as he said. Instead, Wakaba Mu, who was in charge of the keyboard, made a few harmless mistakes.

After training, the afterglow of the setting sun streamed in through the windows of the practice room.

Just as Rakuna was about to pull her cart away, Hachiman Kailing suddenly grabbed her collar.

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