The man from Wugeng's family is indeed reliable

So this is the routine. The city’s routine is really deep.

Without thinking, he knew it must have been Yang Nai's teaching. The rumor that he liked older girls had spread throughout the school a long time ago. This guy

He glared at Yang Nai's body for a few times, then muttered happily in his heart.

Well, my wife has a really nice figure.

"When did these two become like this? Could this be the real reason behind their recent rapid development? Is it true that Haruno doesn't truly love me, but is trying to use me to get close to Yukino? Is she the mastermind behind this trip?"

For a moment, Hiroshi was trying his best to restrain the urge to salute, while muttering to himself.

When he saw the half bottle of blood-red wine on the food cart that suddenly appeared on the balcony, his brain suddenly crashed and then returned to normal.

Hiroshi looked at the two idiots on the bed whose skin was glowing pink, and muttered to himself while covering his face with a look of misfortune.

"What's going on here?"

Chapter 270 Gogen Hiroki and the Night Attack

"What a mess." Hiroshi shook his head, tiptoed out of the room, and closed the door with a click.

He is not a villain who would take advantage of others in distress. Given the two girls' current confused state, if he did anything beastly, it would inevitably leave a grudge on the other party.

Besides, he didn't have enough energy to fight with these two girls, so he didn't regret throwing away a few invisible extremely thin ones just now.

Holding the quilt he had just taken out of the cabinet, Haoshu lay on the sofa for a while before he felt sleepy and his eyelids gradually became heavy.

We had so much fun today that we went swimming for such a long time without taking a rest after dinner. Fatigue is the best sleeping aid, and the peaceful sleep of Hiroshi is the best proof of that.

This was also thanks to the hotel's excellent sound insulation. Otherwise, the bedroom would have been so noisy that Haoshu probably wouldn't have been able to sleep so peacefully even if he wanted to.

I always say that the night is long and I can’t sleep.

After the two idiots in the room had exhausted all their energy, they fell asleep without paying any attention to the mess around them.

People always say that girls like to be clean and not sloppy. In fact, this has nothing to do with gender. It mainly depends on the living habits and personality developed since childhood. In the convenient modern life, most people have natural laziness. When this laziness reaches the extreme, it becomes a frown-making sloppiness.

So it is so touching to see some people working diligently in a small corner late at night.

The bright moon hangs high in the night sky. The moonlight in front of the bed looks like frost on the ground.

A famous ancient Chinese poet once wrote a poem that perfectly reflects the scene in the bedroom at the moment. The moonlight quietly penetrates into the room and sprinkles on the smooth body of the beautiful woman sleeping soundly on the bed. Her white skin is as charming as frost and snow. It is a precious skin color among human beings.

A strange smell lingered at the tip of his nose. The long-lasting aftertaste of the red wine, caused by his previous ignorant indulgence in youth, brought back the bad consequences like a tide, giving him a splitting headache.

The previous intense exercise caused the body to lose a lot of water. The combined effect of the two made Yang Nai toss and turn and fall asleep again.

Her eyelids felt heavy and her eyes stung, as if she was about to cry, but her body's cries forced her to open her eyes, and what she saw was a ridiculous scene.

In the moonlight, the neat cherry-colored mattress looked like a twisted dough stick. The two large pillows that were originally placed on the head of the bed were gone. The two charming bodies were covered with traces of pleasure, lying in the slightly drunken air.

The air conditioner in the room had been turned off at some point, but fortunately they wouldn't get sick on such summer nights. A gauze curtain covered the open windowsill, and a gentle breeze blew into the room, blowing the clothes scattered on the floor.

Rubbing his swollen head, Yang Nai tried to get out of bed, but his hands and feet went limp and he fell on the soft carpet with a thud, letting out a miserable groan.

Yukino, who was sleeping soundly because she drank less, was completely unaware of her older sister's miserable situation. She pouted, turned over, and continued to sleep.

After lying on the ground and resting for a while, Yang Nai regained some strength and slowly stood up. She scratched her messy hair and twitched her nose. She frowned because of a strange smell coming from her body.

"I need to take a shower, but it looks like I can't sleep here."

When I just got up, the bed sheet was wet, probably from sweat.

She took a bathrobe from the closet and wrapped it around herself. She opened the door in the dark without even putting on slippers and went out.

After taking a comfortable hot bath, Yang Nai's soft and weak body relaxed a lot, the tiredness disappeared and his spirit was restored, but the headache caused by the alcohol still did not go away.

Yang Nai was in the bathroom, holding a towel and drying her hair in front of the mirror while thinking about where to sleep. After thinking about it, she could only sleep on the sofa.

"By the way, where's Hiroshi?"

After thinking about herself for a long time, Yang No suddenly realized that she didn't see Hiroshi in the bedroom just now. The other party took the door card and just said he was going swimming. It was impossible for him not to come back.

Doesn't that mean he saw everything that happened between her and Yukino?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but have the urge to faint, but fortunately after an examination, she was still a virgin.

Although this country is relatively open-minded about this matter, some people still take it seriously for the first time.

"Isn't my body attractive to this guy at all?" Yang Nai gritted her teeth.

Women are strange creatures who are always worried about gains and losses, and they always target others in strange places.

Fear and desire, so there are always people saying that when they say they don't mean it, what do they mean?

Ahem, you can't be any more dirty.

Yang No's cheeks were red. Although they were boyfriend and girlfriend, and had held hands, hugged, and kissed, it was really shameful to expose herself completely to each other unconsciously, and in such a ridiculous situation.

Although she was still under the influence of drugs and alcohol, she still had a vague impression of what had just happened.

"How ridiculous." Yang Nai spat inwardly.

Yang Nai pushed open the bathroom door, changed into a bathrobe, and walked towards the sofa in the dark.

Just sleep on that one tonight.

Because of the headache, Yang No no longer thought about where Hiroshi had gone. This state late at night was very taxing.

Yang Nai found the sofa based on his memory, let out a sigh, and because the room was pitch black, he sat down.

As for why she didn't turn on the lights, would she say she was lazy?

You know, the mess in the bedroom was basically caused by her.

You can find the sofa by your own ability, why turn on the light!

She thought so proudly, and as she sat down, she let out a scream.

Don't get me wrong, it's Hiroshi's cry.

Hiroshi was sleeping soundly, but suddenly his soft abdomen was hit by a force of tens of thousands of Newtons, which made him almost vomit his dinner.

I was attacked in a dream and sat up in shock, looking at each other in confusion.

"Who?"

"me."

"Who are you? Ma whatmei?"

"Who's that Mei?!"

puff

Yang Nai, who was sitting next to someone, jumped up reflexively. The person she was thinking about just now appeared under her butt. She couldn't help feeling embarrassed because her dream was disturbed.

"Why are you sleeping here? It's not like there's no bed."

"I have to ask you this."

Hiroshi rubbed his belly. It was already hard enough sleeping on the sofa, but he didn't expect to encounter a night attack. He felt so aggrieved that he almost cried.

He is so miserable.

Chapter 271 Hiroki Gokogen's Bedtime Story

"Why don't you push me away?"

Yang Nai's hot cheek rubbed gently against Hao Shu's chest. Just now, she took off her wet bathrobe and rushed into Hao Shu's arms.

"Maybe it's because the sofa is big enough."

Hiroshi's words were full of meaning. Sleeping outside, half of his back was already hanging in the air. For someone like him who was always grumpy when he woke up, being woken up when he was sleep deprived was a very painful experience.

However, since Yang No is so sincere, I will forgive her.

Although it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything, the smooth touch from my fingertips still made me feel comfortable.

The woman was like water, extinguishing the anger in his heart.

"Aren't you tired after playing for so long today?"

Hiroshi said while hugging Yang No gently.

First, I went to the amusement park for a whole day, and then I played with my sister for a long time after coming back. Now I am not sleepy at all. This is amazing.

"I'm tired, but I have a headache and can't sleep."

If I could sleep, I wouldn't get up to take a shower.

"How about I tell you a story? I used to tell my sisters stories when they couldn't sleep."

"Ah."

Yang replied softly.

"Christmas is here, and the sky is snowing. Snow White is walking down the street. She is holding a basket of matches, and her clothes are old and ragged. She is stumbling in the cold wind on the busy street, selling matches. Is there anyone who wants to buy matches? The newlyweds on the street are in a hurry, and no one is willing to stop and pay attention to this poor girl.

Snow White was cold and hungry. She huddled in a corner, feeling extremely cold. Shivering, she took out a box of matches from her basket to try to keep warm.

Chi! A tiny flame popped up. Snow White put her hand over it. How beautiful and warm the little flame was! She felt as if she were sitting by the stove in her little cabin. The fire was burning brightly, and seven dwarfs were jumping and dancing around her, singing happy songs.

Suddenly the flame went out, and Snow White quickly lit another one. This time she was wearing beautiful crystal shoes and dancing in a beautiful and luxurious ball. The tables around her were filled with sumptuous dishes, which made people drool just by looking at them. She ran towards the table. At this moment, the match went out again, and the world returned to normal.

Snow White was shivering with cold. She gritted her teeth and lit the remaining matches. Beautiful flames flickered. She lay on the soft bed, the sunlight shining through the window onto her face, making her feel warm. Two orioles were singing cheerful songs outside the window. She was sleeping soundly.

At this time, a handsome prince came to her bed, smiled at her gently, and slowly bent down to kiss the lazy and beautiful princess to wake her up. Snow White was both shy and expectant, waiting for the prince to kiss her to wake her up. At this moment, the scene suddenly changed. The handsome prince turned into a fat chinchilla, and his furry mouth was about to approach her cheek. Snow White screamed, the match went out, and it was pitch black all around. She closed her eyes forever.

On New Year's morning, the snow stopped, the wind died down, and the sun rose, casting a golden glow across the landscape. People filled the streets, wishing each other a Happy New Year. Children, dressed in new clothes, happily played snowball fights. Then, people saw Snow White, frozen to death in a corner. A look of terror still lingered on her face, her mouth wide open. As if she had encountered the most terrifying thing in the history of the world, matchsticks were scattered all around her, and she held a handful of matches in her tiny hands.

"That's the story of Snow White."

Hiroshi squeezed closer to the sofa, and while he was telling the story, he was almost pushed off by Yang No, what a fat guy.

"What a sad story."

Yang No touched the corner of his eyes as he spoke. He would never believe that this guy would cry because of this story.

"Yeah. But why aren't you asleep?"

His efforts were in vain.

"Uh, don't worry about it. Why is your story different from the one I heard when I was a child?"

Yang No really enjoyed the feeling of Hiroshi holding her and telling her stories. Her head hurt completely and she felt so happy. It was just a little too sad and too short. It would have been better if it could have been longer.

"This is my exclusive secret recipe. When my sisters were little, they always wanted to be little princesses, so I told them this story. They cried and hugged my legs, begging their brother not to let them go out to sell matches in the middle of winter."

Yang Nai was very upset after hearing this.

"Are you sure your little girls can sleep through such a scary story before bedtime?"

"Isn't this what we say before bed?"

"But you said it before I went to bed." Yang Nai slid her hand to Hao Shu's waist and gently pinched the two taels of meat.

"Tear, I remembered it wrongly, this is not the story, let's start over."

Hiroshi slapped Yangno's hand away, gasped and rubbed his waist.

"uh-huh."

Making sounds through her nasal cavity, Yang Noi once again occupied Hiroshi's chest and rubbed it.

"Ahem, as the saying goes, long periods of division must eventually unite, and long periods of unification must eventually divide. It was the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and the Sheep Village tribe on the Green Grassland had a new, renowned and powerful leader. Allah Hubak was beaming. With his Bible and his RPG in one hand and his RPG in the other, he led the many heroes of the Sheep Village in a quest to unify the entire Green Grassland and make the world bow down before their Sheep Clan.

Faced with the madness and dominance of the Sheep Tribe, warriors unwilling to be oppressed rose up one after another. The eighteen rebel kings, the seventy-two smoke and dust tribes, and the one hundred and eight races were outstanding representatives among them. Together they formed the Avengers Alliance to resist the Sheep Village. Relying on their clever brains, they tried their best to resist the Sheep Village. Among them, Iron Man Gray Wolf was such a warrior.

Hiroshi patted Yangno's back and told this heroic and tragic story in a soft tone. As for whether it was appropriate to tell such a story before bed, he didn't care.

I don’t know how long it took, but Hiroshi never tired of telling all kinds of strange stories. He was very patient. In fact, his sisters were always so naughty and didn’t sleep when listening to his stories, so he would take a long time to tell stories. In the end, the brothers and sisters all slept in the same bed.

Listening to Yang Noi's shallow breathing, Hao Shu's hands moved more gently, his voice became deeper, his eyes were filled with invisible tenderness, then he exhaled gently and kissed the forehead of the girl in his arms.

"Good night."

The moon star is thin, and the black dragonfly flies south.

The sun once again occupied the sky, and the shallow sunlight penetrated into the silent room. On the narrow sofa, the boy and the girl hugged each other tightly, as if telling the beauty of love.

Chapter 272 Gokogen Hiroki and the Curtain of Happiness

Time flies, three years pass, and the years take away the traces of youth and leave behind the rhythm of maturity.

The morning sun had just climbed into the room when Haoshu's biological clock playfully woke him up from his deep sleep. Before he even opened his eyes, a heavy feeling in his chest reached his brain.

"Yunoshita Haruno!"