(Thank you, it’s not a disease control, planting grass under the sea, rewarding my king’s sword)

(I will go to class during the day tomorrow. In the afternoon, I suddenly heard about my high school class reunion. I feel embarrassed not to go... The update may be very late, even after midnight)

"Write it quickly if you want to write." On the bed of the snack, Suwako lay on her unpreparedly, staring at Youfeng with her eyes "viciously".

Youfeng, who is in a wrong state, has an IQ online. Even if he doesn't let go of the frog form, he can easily counter it. He has no choice but to change back to human form.

Suwako doesn't want to have a regular word on her face when she returns to her normal form. The most tangled thing is not the face. If it is on her chest or under her, she will really even want to die.

In normal circumstances, Suwako still believes that Youfeng cannot do such a rude thing, so he may not dare to write it. Now it may be...

What else can't be done if a person who doesn't even let animals go? For the sake of his last bit of wisdom, Suwako decided to do it in a normal way.

"Write~" The little head tilted slightly, Youfeng looked at Suwako with a smile, and a purple-black gas surrounded on his right finger, gradually getting heavier and heavier.

"!" The purple-black gas on the fingers, Suwako's expression changed slightly. She wouldn't plan to write this situation directly with her hands!

If you don't allow it to be erased, it doesn't matter if you fade. Suwako was still considering whether she would take a bath after writing it, and maybe she would disappear in advance.

Just write it with dead energy... just use it to force it to shake it away in normal times. It cannot be erased on its own initiative, and it will definitely not be able to survive for a year.

The most important thing is to wrap around your fingers, which is a real zero-distance contact!

"Woo" The purple-black fingers slowly stroked the white stockings, not aggressive and dead spirits, but simply to print them on the legs, which basically does not harm Suwako.

But the cool touch, scratched all the way from the legs, and was about to get into the skirt, the strange feeling brought by Suwako couldn't help but make Suwako whisper.

"Hmm?" He lay halfway in the air, his head pressed on his arm, and his other hand hovered at the edge of the skirt, sliding into the corner of the skirt from time to time, as if he was thinking about something.

"Are you a man? Write it quickly if you want to write!" This time, she really stared at Youfeng fiercely. Suwako said angrily. Her current state was so painful.

She was wearing a dress similar to a dress, and the edge of the skirt was not very long from her thighs. The chilling feeling brought by death was slid around there, and it felt like...

The touch was nothing but a touch. The owner of the question finger was staring at her next to her, with his eyes particularly serious, as if he was really thinking about some difficult questions.

Shame play is not enough to describe it!

"Well..." Ignoring Suwako's request, Youfeng's fingers were still slowly slashing on his tender skin, even spreading his fingers, lifting up the edge of his skirt to test what width.

Tolerance, tolerance, tolerance

I forced myself to comfort myself in my heart, isn’t it just a regular word? After I finish writing, I’ll have a good look at him. Now I’ll just endure it for a little bit.

The raised skirt corners and cold touched fingers finally stopped after several minutes and truly entered the skirt.

The impressive sense of majesty and purity in the past belongs to God and transcends human temperament, and is gradually falling.

He kept staring at Youfeng in his eyes, watching his hand reaching into his skirt, and his little face became more and more rosy and seductive.

Suwako could feel the hand sliding into her skirt getting closer and closer to the mysterious place, and the cold touch brought a hint of pleasure.

"Woo~" Before reaching the base of the thigh, he suddenly pressed his fingers slightly. Without preparation, Suwako suddenly sang.

The cold fingers pressed on the skin, which brought a more obvious touch than before, and a slight quicker feeling. The feeling continued to spread to Suwako's body, and her little face became brighter and redder.

The fingers that bring pleasure are close to the inner thighs, the kneading on the skin, and the shame brought by looking directly at Youfeng, and the eyes are wet.

"Hmm~ It's done"

In the special state, time passed extremely quickly. Before I knew it, the sound of Youfeng had already heard in Suwako's ears, and the hands in her skirt stopped moving.

Taking a deep breath, Suwako's mood suddenly relaxed and became empty, and her little face changed slightly differently than before she lay on the bed.

If lying on it is a God, holiness and majesty that transcends humanity, now it is like a depraved demon, delicate and lustful.

Gradually recovered, Suwako was a little empty than before.

"Since you've finished writing... Youfeng, are you okay?"

The bet has been completed. I was about to put down a few harsh words and then take a rest for two days before trying to find a way to take revenge. When I looked at Youfeng, I suddenly found an abnormality.

Drinking pink potion can be said to be excessive inspiration. Now it is... a little weak? To be precise, it should be back to normal?

Could it be that the medicine has finally passed and started to recover?

"It's so sleepy, I want to sleep for a while." As he yawned, he rubbed his eyes with his free hands, and Youfeng murmured. Just when the sudden sleepiness just now could not resist it, it made people want to fall asleep.

"Good night"

After a word, the Youfeng, who had been floating in the air before, suddenly fell down and hit Suwako.

"..." Youfeng, who was sleeping on her chest, calm breathing and physical condition made Suwako know that Youfeng was not pretending, but was really asleep.

Because of the effect of the medicine, it still has a little rosy and delicate little face, and a gentle smile on the corner of the mouth, which is more heart-warming than usual.

Even if you know that Youfeng is a male, after seeing this scene, 99% of people will choose to sell their souls to Lucifer. Suwako, who is observing closely, can be sure of this at this point.

Then……

"..." The moment Youfeng fell on her, Suwako's expression showed an extremely subtle situation.

It was even more special than when I wrote the regular words just now. It was a kind of expression of shame and liberation. I could not wait to kill Youfeng even if I wanted to kill him.

Before Youfeng fell asleep, his hands... never left her skirt...

The position that was extremely close to the inside of her thigh suddenly fell on her body, and her palms naturally fell to a deeper mysterious place.

At the door, Hei Yan, who was rubbing his eyes, passed by inadvertently, and looked at the strange situation in the room and tilted his head.
Chapter completed!