People in Tokyo, the world is clear

Sasagawa Rio was actually worried - afraid that he simply didn't know how to deal with this feeling, so he chose a method that seemed appropriate.

Fear, everything, was just a matter of going with the flow when Ito, whom he cared about, expressed her consent for her to join.

Fear, deep down in his heart, was actually just turning the couple's role-playing game, which was originally just a joke, into a more radical mode.

That's why he appears so relaxed and at ease.

She is not like this. When facing him, she always makes mistakes that she would never make with her original character.

Perhaps, in his heart, the only one he truly loved was Ito. After all, that girl was so pure and beautiful that even she couldn't help but admire her.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt depressed.

Coupled with the completely opposite, the body's excited state, I suddenly felt inexplicably sad and didn't know where to vent.

Sasagawa Rimei knew that this was a kind of self-indulgent twist - as he said, once you fall in love, you become stupid and start to have all kinds of strange fantasies.

He could have just ignored this unexpected surprise and been content with all his responses so far.

As the saying goes, judge by deeds, not by heart. He's already shown the attitude I want, so why bother trying to figure out what he's really thinking?

But I always have to speculate deeper and have some strange thoughts, wondering if he doesn't care about me that much.

I even wanted to force myself to deliberately be jealous of another girl who had never done anything wrong.

I, Sasagawa Rio, am indeed a person with a dark heart.

After confirming this with self-mockery in his heart, he couldn't bear the sudden emotion and almost couldn't control himself and put on a very unhappy face.

It’s weird.

The body seemed to be cheering, but the heart was wailing.

And, I have to continue to be so depressed...

That was my premonition.

However, when she came to her senses again, the scene in front of her made the woman who was staring at it slightly stunned.

Because, at some point, the young man who had just been sitting next to her was squatting in front of her.

It seemed that he had taken in all the subtle changes in her expression just now.

"..."

Subconsciously, I avoid eye contact.

But suddenly, the other person stood up and held her shoulders, and she was pushed down onto the bed with a sigh that she couldn't suppress.

A hint of seriousness suddenly appeared on his face.

It was like he was equipped with some kind of exclusive mind-reading skill, and he could read out the dark complaints she had just made.

So the depressed feeling that had just been hidden in my heart became even more embarrassing and guilty.

I wanted to continue looking away and not look at him anymore.

However, this time the execution was immediately stopped.

"what..."

After a sudden forced flip, the flamingo's posture changed to a prone position.

With her eyes open, her face was held by a hand that reached out from under her.

"Just now, you secretly questioned me about something in your heart, right?"

"I..."

The woman suddenly revealed an expression of being exposed. Then, she pursed her lips and tried to turn her head away without saying a word.

But Lin Sen did not give her such an opportunity.

The raised hands exerted a slight steady force, half forcing them to keep looking at each other.

The two pairs of windows of the soul continue to interact and connect at this moment.

Immediately afterwards——

"No matter what, please believe that I am taking everything between you and me very seriously now."

What I tried to say was very firm:

"I know that what I'm doing now feels like I'm letting everyone down. But I'm determined on one thing. The people I choose to treat with affection are those I truly admire and love from the bottom of my heart, and those I believe living together is better than living alone. I understand many of your difficult emotions, and I know this is my fault."

"..."

"I only ask for two things. First, don't bottle up your frustrations. Feel free to speak them out or vent them to me directly. I'll absolutely accept that. Second, please don't doubt my feelings for you, Ri-ya. I'm actually a very, very selfish person. If I'm not happy with you, I won't compromise...hiss."

Before he could say anything, someone bit his shoulder while lowering his head without saying a word.

It took quite a bit of effort.

So much so that there is a more obvious pain.

Fortunately, my good physical condition made the pain go away quickly.

Perhaps it was also due to another aid - the woman lying on top of him, who had vented her emotions, had narrowed her eyes when she raised her head.

"Sly-kun's rhetoric always takes a moral high ground by retreating in order to advance. So, now, if I feel resentful towards you, it becomes my fault?"

"You idiot always dwell on this kind of thing."

He suddenly raised his hand and reached for the woman's cheek, pinching her face before she could dodge. "It all comes down to my fault as a husband. I don't quite know how to coax my wife."

"...I'm not some stupid girl who needs coaxing...ah!"

The next moment, Flamingo, who was about to continue the verbal argument, was pressed into his arms.

Her heartbeat had been racing, her breathing becoming increasingly short. Absolutely, it had been for quite a while.

Faced with this adorable look of her entering into the mood, he couldn't help but move closer, as if he wanted to bite her ear.

"There's another point. Although I consider myself patient, I still have my limits when it comes to a beautiful wife who has both a great figure and great looks."

"Well..."

"Speaking of which, if you truly consider yourself your wife, shouldn't you also consider fulfilling your wife's obligations?"

Under close contact, both parties have a very clear awareness of each other's situation.

The situation at this moment is no exaggeration to say that the arrow is on the string.

But I don't know if it's because of shyness or something else, but a certain idiot is obviously pretending to be stupid.

Even though the hand that was pressing against my chest couldn't help but start to caress and knead it, I still blushed and tried to get up, "You beast in human clothing, do you think I'm in the mood to cooperate with you in doing something filthy today..."

The stubborn woman tried hard to express her attitude.

I tried my best and almost held myself up.

She separated from the man under her, who had been lying flat on his back, looking at her with a smile since she made some moves to try to get rid of him.

But at the moment of success——

The woman seemed to have exhausted her last bit of strength and fell back into his arms at the perfect moment, panting with exhaustion, and deliberately showing a reluctant compromise:

"I just suddenly feel a little tired and weak... Ugh!"

"Hmm~"

Chapter 102: Hard on the outside, soft on the inside

A bird's beak is usually the hardest part of its body—

Lin Sen became increasingly aware of this fact.

The most interesting part is that when Mingming first engaged in normal activities between husband and wife, he seemed quite happy and even enjoyed it, so much so that the color of his whole body began to approach that of the bird he was mimicking due to the increase in body temperature.

But afterwards, after coming back to her senses from her dizzy state, Ms. Ri Ya, who had just finished sleeping with her husband, pretended to sneer and turned around. She forced herself to get out of bed despite being completely exhausted and ran to the bathroom.

In fact, this was the case for a period of time just now - although he did not resist at all physically, he kept making statements of condemnation and accusation.

While talking about the "last bottom line", he could only frown inwardly after the defense line was completely lost due to his active neglect.

During this time, when she occasionally looked down at me with her fingers interlocked, my first reaction was of course to stare at her blankly and lovingly, with tears in my eyes.

But when she quickly reacted, she turned her head away, her face flushed, and she tried to look disgusted and reluctant.

In the end, she naturally could not hold on any longer and bent down, moaning softly while listening to the whispers in her ears, and her fingers pretended to pinch the shoulders and arms of the person above and below her.

It really embodies the cuteness of the character.

Even now, after I came to my senses, I don’t know if it was out of shame or something else, but I hurried into the bathroom to clean up the mess, and didn’t come back to this guest room where my husband was the only one staying for a long time.

So, after taking a simple shower, Lin Sen stood in front of the locked master bedroom door, feeling both amused and helpless, and knocked on the door twice.

"Can I come in?"

In fact, there was a key in the door. In other words, a locked door was essentially a useless barrier that could be opened from the outside.

But as a man of etiquette, the husband still chose to listen to his wife's opinion. Or, in other words, continue to play this game of breakthrough step by step with her.

I have to say, it has the immersive experience of a level-breaking game.

While carefully listening to the vague sound of disgust coming from behind the door, he responded seriously with a well-founded demand theory:

"I just want to sleep with my wife, with whom I just opened my heart, feel her body temperature, and listen to her breathing and voice. Am I not entitled to this luxurious happiness?"

"...Don't blame each other for one-sided things. It doesn't mean that after that... you will be completely defenseless."

The woman behind the door snorted and refused to admit it.

So, while he laughed in his heart, he sighed heavily at her response, showing his helpless and lost emotions:

"Okay. I'll go back to the guest room and sleep then."

"..."

However, after he finished speaking, he had only taken two steps and before he could step into the next room, he heard the sound of a lock turning.

As expected, the body honestly tried to keep and invite me.

So he immediately changed direction, turned around, opened the door of the master bedroom, and sat down next to the woman who was lying on the inside of the bed facing the wall with her back to the woman.

"I didn't ask you to come in..."

Lin Sen did not answer it, but reached out and picked up a work placed on the bedside.

"I've read this book too."

The book on the underwear cabinet is "Gone with the Wind," a novel published in the 1940s. In short, it tells the story of a woman whose life is turbulent.

The core theme is a failed marriage. A quick look at the plot and details reveals that it is very similar to a parallel version of another life.

After spending so much time together, Lin Sen was well aware of the woman's reading habits: she would always carry the book she was currently reading with her. She would also keep some books she had read before or recently revisited somewhere else, rereading them over and over again.

So, this should be something I specifically took out and reread after I sensed a high probability of divorce at the end of June?

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little distressed.

The heroine in the work in hand felt extremely tired and powerless when she missed the last chance to have a happy marriage... In other words, at some point not long ago, the sensitive and inner-rich wife behind her probably had similar empathy.

However, it’s all over.

At the moment, I am more like a fool who hums and hums quietly and happily——

"Please note, Mr. Xiangzi, that you can't change the subject by talking about something else."

She quickly turned over and reached out to grab the book.

Naturally, he suffered the inevitable failure and was caught by someone who had put down his book. He struggled foolishly while being hugged tightly.

"Well..."

After a while, I finally got the right to speak again. I breathed in the air I hadn't seen for a long time, blushed, and rolled my eyes:

"Don't think of me as the kind of woman who's just a mess in her head after a casual intimacy..."

He was already feeling dizzy, and even the smile on his lips could hardly be suppressed, but he still instinctively tried to remain tough.

It was really funny. It made me want to bully them again—and in fact, that's exactly what I did.

What's new is that birds and cats react differently to close interactions.

When a cat is attacked with good intentions, it will most likely remain motionless and allow the attack to happen. Occasionally, it will actively rub its head against the attacker, or respond with its own claws.