Tokyo: The life of a literary giant begins with home self-defense!

Chapter 248 Sisters Shura Field

Chapter 248 Sisters Shura Field
"Go to sea?"

Otaru is a port city close to the 97.8 square kilometers of the Sea of Japan.

Takeda Takako was stunned.

With a slight force on her calves, the wife slid off the bed and onto Ryuukawa Tetsu who was sitting next to the mirror.

The wet little feet were shaking, and the lady was wearing a thin purple suspender nightgown.

It is now the beginning of May, the weather is neither cold nor hot, and my wife's shoulders are charming.

"What's the matter that requires going out to sea?"

The lady muttered something and looked into the mirror.

She was wrapped around his lap, and he was wearing a reception suit.

Gray and purple.

Formal and casual.

It gives people the feeling of a graceful young woman welcoming her young lover.

Wu's body went limp, and Takeda Takako's head fell limply on the other's shoulder.

"Who knows? I'm not going anyway."

Longchuan Che threw his phone aside and planned to reply tomorrow.

I clearly said I was free in the evening, but this woman was still free at three in the afternoon.

Obviously intentional.

"You're not going?"

The wife raised her head and looked at Longchuan Tetsu.

There was a subtle rubbing sensation between the fabric and the silk. The wife deliberately took two steps forward and asked:
"why?"

"Hey."

The lady's little hands were a little cold, and Longchuan Che could feel the fine lines on her fingertips.

"I'm asking you, why don't you go?"

The other person was jumping up and down, and the wife blinked her eyes, finding it somewhat amusing.

The other person's movements were very light, like kneading dough.

Longchuan Che took a deep breath and then said.

"She's probably here because of the novel contract."

"Novel? Sign a contract?"

When the wife exerted force, the blue veins on Longchuan Che's forehead jumped.

"Feel sorry."

The inadvertent force made the wife smile, and she kissed the man's brow to comfort him.

I don’t know if it’s because they’re spending more and more time together, but my wife feels that the other person is becoming less indifferent and they’re feeling closer to him.

Xizi, I actually fell in love with your son?
Whenever the wife thought that the other person was her best friend's son, her face would blush and her heart would beat fast.

The orphan has been entrusted to the bed, and there is no one else like him.

"Yes, the French editor is going there tomorrow too."

Pulling himself away from his wife's hand, Longchuan put her on the bed.

The other person's gourd-like figure always has a sense of charm, and the way her elbows are supported on the bed makes the plumpness in front of her body more prominent.

She has a slender waist and can step up and down in a perfect arc. Longchuan Tetsu really doesn't know how she looks.

"Oh, another foreign woman, and my cool sister again."

The wife's little feet, with bright red nail polish, clung to the place that had just been pinched.

"Teacher Longchuan is really lucky with women."

Some gentlemen who are obsessed with feet are particularly fond of this behavior, but Ryukawa Toru pushed his wife away.

"Angry?"

Wearing a suit, he put his hands on both sides of his wife's skirt.

Longchuan Che looked at the unhappy woman and smiled.

No matter how generous a woman is, there is a limit. The more women who have relationships with Longchuan Che, the more jealous the wife becomes.

"All I ask of you is that you don't hide this from me."

The wife put the back of her hand against Longchuan Che's face, her eyes gentle and helpless.

If possible, she didn't want Longchuan Che to have another woman.

And the other person is her sister.

"Sorry...sorry..."

Longchuan Che squeezed the other person's hand and wanted to kiss him but he dodged.

"It's dirty. I just touched it."

The woman pulled back Longchuan Che's hand and sat up from the bed.

The bedside lamp cast a hint of warmth on Mrs. Madam’s face.

Longchuan Che watched the other person jog to wash his hands, and then pulled Longchuan Che into the bed.

"I haven't showered yet."

Holding his wife's plump body, Longchuan Che felt a sense of security.

To be honest, my wife didn't come back on time today at noon, which made Long Chuan Che feel very worried. Could she have run away like her sister?

Longchuan Che held up his face and thought for a long time.

"You are not allowed to wash. I will punish you by making you sleep in a slovenly state tonight."

Holding one of the other person's arms, Mrs. Takeda's soft elasticity was deformed.

She had complained before, but it still turned out like this.

"Hey, Ryukawa Tetsu."

After turning off the lights, the wife hugged the man and whispered something.

Just as he was wondering whether not taking a shower was a punishment for his wife or for himself, Ryuukawa Che casually asked what.

"Have you ever thought about sleeping in the same bed with us sisters?"

As soon as the wife finished speaking, Longchuan Che started coughing violently.

He turned on the light and looked at the woman lying on the goose down pillow.

"Why do you ask this?"

Longchuan Che picked up the cup of water on the bedside and drank it, looking a little guilty.

The wife is very similar to the general manager.

But it’s slightly different.

There was a seductive look in the wife's eyes. Takeda Shinki was a woman with raised eyebrows and a very proud look.

These two sisters, one is extremely charming, the other is as cold as ice.

Longchuan Che drank two more sips of ice water.

"Yes~ or no?"

In the dressing mirror, the lady's figure is soft, charming and enchanting.

Longchuan Che looked at her pitifully thin waist supporting her upper body resting on him.

Long Chuanche had grasped that slender waist before, and a light pinch would leave two white marks.

A woman's waist and abdomen are soft, and they match...

Longchuan Che shook his head, feeling that he couldn't think anymore.

"of course not!"

Long Chuan Che straightened his expression and seemed to speak righteously.

"When I'm with you, I only think about you and no one else."

Telling the truth at this time would lead to death, Longchuan Che spoke very seriously.

"As long as half of what you said is true, I won't regret being with you."

Different from Longchuan Tetsu's hypocritical tone, the lady's tone was very gentle, but also very affirmative.

Longchuan Toru looked at those gentle eyes and inexplicably thought of the description of Komako in "Snow Country".

She doesn't want status or fame.

Even love does not dare to ask for too much.

She just wanted to be with that person.

The moisture on Longchuan Che's tongue quickly dried up. He held his wife's slightly affectionate face, thought for a moment, and said:
"Heavy frivolity, serious arrogance, neat chaos, leaden feathers, bright smoke, cold fire, exhausted health, ever-awake sleep, negated existence..."

Longchuan Che looked at the woman with a gentle look.

"What does it mean?"

The wife winked at Longchuan Che.

"I…"

Ryukawa Tetsu once said to his wife, "People choose their favorite meanings from the poets' poems."

But I was forced to say that by my wife.

At this time, on the soft bed, Longchuan Che rested his head on his wife's shoulder.

at this time.

No one knows why the wife comes home a little late at noon.

She might have lost her way, or she might be hesitating at the intersection.

Longchuan Che rubbed the other person's shoulder, thought for a while and said.

"Yesterday I shed tears for my old love in the morning dew, tonight I reveal my infatuation to Juliet. This is the love described by Shakespeare."