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

Chapter 365 Please! Madam

The city lights are dim.

It is now dark night, and the hot summer wind blows against the concrete rose balcony. The boy with his naked upper body makes the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Longchuan Che was only wearing a pair of cotton trousers, and his wife had never noticed that he had such a good figure.

Clear abdominal muscles and angular contours.

When the wife saw the word, she thought of the word energetic.

"What are you doing!"

At first he was a little dazed, and then he was very flustered.

Longchuan Che didn't know how he appeared on his balcony, but this was the fourth floor!

The lady ran out barefoot, clattering, and then looked around.

There was a wooden board between 401 and 402, and the room next door was already dark.

"What are you doing!"

The wife hit the other person again, not knowing what the other person was doing in the middle of the night.

"Didn't you call me here?"

After finally waiting for Takeda Maki to fall asleep, Ryukawa Toru was stunned.

Before leaving, the lady blushed and left half of the window open. He thought it was an invitation.

"That's not what I meant."

The woman was wearing gauze and had a strange look on her face. What she meant by 'behaving well' was literal, no nonsense.

His daughter was beside him, with a windowsill between them.

My wife is not brave enough to do that.

"Then I'll go?"

Longchuan Che glanced into his wife's room.

Room 401 is a family room with two beds, one large and one small.

My wife's is a little bigger, and the double bed is covered with white gauze.

When the wind blew past the windowsill, the veil swayed, and Longchuan Che seemed to be able to smell the faint fragrance of the woman in the room.

"It's still okay to wait a while."

The lady's eyes rolled around, and since they were already here, she took Longchuan Che and walked gently back to the room.

It really felt like a medieval affair, with Takeda Maki asleep and her daughter doing homework outside.

The lady stepped on the fluffy carpet with her bare, tender feet.

"I was just reading your book."

The woman walked slowly, the black veil on her body swaying in the night.

The wind blew on the windowsill, and the woman's fair skin swayed a little.

Soft skin, soft and fragrant body.

Longchuan Che heard his wife say.

"No wonder he could write those things. I could think of so many things even though I left the door half open."

Longchuan Che's face turned dark as he was suddenly labeled as an erotic master by his wife.

"Lady Chatterley, what if we are discovered by the Lord?"

Longchuan Che's sudden voice scared the woman.

She first glanced at the light coming in from the room connected to the living room, then turned her head to look at the young and strong man.

"Mr. Mellas misunderstood."

The wife saw what Longchuan Che wanted to do at a glance, let go of the boy's hand, and a look of elegance and grace appeared on her face.

"I asked you to come here tonight just to ask you to do me a favor."

Lady Chatterley and Mellors's behavior of sneaking across the windowsill is very similar to the behavior of the two people in the novel who secretly have an affair without telling their husbands.

Lady Chatterley's husband was paralyzed, and one day she met young Mellors in the forest.

After a while of tugging, the two chose to do it on the grass, in the husband's room.

"help?"

Longchuan Che had a puzzled expression, which perfectly expressed his confusion about their first tryst.

Mr. Chatterley is paralyzed on one side of his body. In order to ensure that there is someone to inherit his title, he decides to let his wife "borrow sperm" from the young Mellors.

Thinking about the plot that Longchuan Tetsu had just told on the balcony, the wife's face turned red.

"Things will pass like the mating of birds. There will not be, nor should there be, any feelings between us."

Everything written by literati is weird. The lady read a line from the book and asked Longchuan Che to sit on her bed.

She went out to make sure her daughter would not come in for a while, then returned to her room and resumed her ladyship, with a plump figure and graceful posture.

The lady was thinking about borrowing sperm from a young man and the tug-of-war between the lady and Mellors during this period.

Lady Chatterley met Mellors in the garden.

He was chopping wood in the garden with his upper body naked.

The sturdy upper body and the scars from the battlefield soon aroused Lady Chatterley's desire.

But she didn't dare.

Her husband is a British aristocrat, and she is just a wealthy woman.

The two people's identities were very different, until one day.

"Are you interested in him?"

The paralyzed husband uttered these words.

"I can't give birth to offspring, but someone needs to inherit the title of Chatterley."

Chatterley didn't mind being cuckolded, he cared more about his title.

The woman thought about the plot of the story and looked at the boy sitting on her bed.

"Things will pass like birds mating. No feelings will develop between us, understand?"

The wife knelt beside the bed, stroking the bulge on the boy's cotton.

There is rich fruit there.

"My husband only gave us an hour. Do we have to know as soon as possible?"

The wife, wearing noble textile yarn, raised her eyebrows at Longchuan Che. Now her daughter is going to take a bath and will come to bed in a while.

"Of course ma'am, I understand ma'am."

Longchuan Che looked at the noble lady kneeling beside him. The lady was too smart in some ways.

She plays the role of the Duchess, a noblewoman who needs a sperm donor.

Wearing a black gauze, she knelt aside with her plump buttocks pressed against her slender ankles.

The ankles are slender, gently pressing open the tender buttocks.

Longchuan Che looked in the full-length mirror beside the bed and watched his wife gently caress herself.

It seemed as if there was rich food there, which the lady gently held up through a layer of cotton cloth.

"Did you take a shower?"

The lady knelt there and blinked. The enchanting figure shrouded by the veil made people breathe faster.

"I've just finished my work, ma'am."

In fact, it has been washed, but Ryukawa Toru plays the role of a gardener who has been busy all day.

I clean the garden during the day and spend time with my wife at night.

Longchuan Che was a little worried that Mellas would die suddenly.

"That's dirty."

The wife leaned over the end of the bed and licked her lips at the boy.

Ambiguous and tempting.

The rosy lips pressed forward through a layer of cotton cloth.

"I have come to discuss something with you, ma'am."

The Duchess wanted to borrow something, and Longchuan Che also had a purpose.

The boy stroked the woman's hair and then sat down cross-legged as well.

The wife was wearing black light cotton and Longchuan Che was shirtless.

Both of them had thin sweat stains on their bodies, and were on the verge of an accidental discharge of their weapons.

"you are annoying."

The wife was a little annoyed. Only Longchuan Che could imagine asking a woman to protect another woman.

"You are gentle, beautiful and kind. You will definitely not sit idly by, right?"

Ryukawa Toru didn't ask for too much, he just wanted his wife to handle the relationship between Matsueda Muko and Takeda Maki when it was not convenient for him.

These two men are one like a sheep and the other like a lion.

Longchuan Che felt that his wife was needed to mediate the situation.

"Neutralize it?"

The wife lay on the ground, supporting her face lazily, and said after thinking for a while.

"If you give birth to a child with me, I will help you neutralize it."

(End of this chapter)