Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

She finally expressed her troubles. Today's unexpected situation disrupted her original plans.

Yincheng did not move forward, but a hint of disappointment inevitably appeared in his eyes.

"No, of course I won't let you endure this hardship..."

Mochizuki Haruka tightly grasped Ginjo's arm...

......

With the experience from last time, she had obviously become much more skilled.

After her breathing calmed down, Mochizuki Haruka spoke.

"The clothes haven't dried yet, Ginjo. You can't just leave them like this."

The two of them were so busy that they almost forgot about this matter.

"Yeah, yeah, I almost forgot. Let me help too."

Yincheng stood up and cooperated with her to continue the previous work. With the addition of one more person, the progress was much faster.

After drying their clothes, both of them were starving.

Yincheng ordered dinner through room service, and after a short wait, a simple meal for two was delivered to the room.

Hamburger steaks, fried noodles, miso soup, although the dishes are not as good as those in large hotels, they are enough to fill your stomach.

The two turned on the TV hanging on the wall and prepared to watch TV while enjoying their meal.

When we talk about love hotels, we tend to think of them as TVs that always play action movies.

But this time they found that they could still watch normal programs.

The two of them watched variety shows and TV dramas while laughing and chatting, as if nothing was different from when they were at home.

The room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere and before we knew it, eleven o'clock had passed.

"It's almost time to go to bed, Ginjo."

Mochizuki Haruka yawned loudly.

"Yeah, I didn't notice it was so late."

Ginjo Sousuke nodded.

Then both of their eyes turned to the bed, a large double bed that occupied a corner of the room.

Yes, this is a love hotel, so of course there is only one bed.

They knew this before they even stepped through the door.

After everyone had made their bedding, Mochizuki Haruka operated the panel beside the bed. To be more precise, she had a hard struggle with the panel before she finally adjusted the lights in the room to the dimmest level.

"Goodnight, Ginjo."

"Good night, Wangyue."

After saying this, the two of them lay down.

However, as expected, they couldn't sleep at all.

The novelty of spending the night in a love hotel is one thing, but what’s more important is the close proximity of two people’s bodies.

Although they just exchanged ideas once, it was obviously still far from enough for Yin Cheng at this age...

Of course, Mochizuki Haruka also understood this; she could feel it clearly on her back.

She turned around slowly and stole a glance at Ginjo.

Ginjo's legs were now curled up, and his body was constantly moving, as if he was trying to find a more comfortable sleeping position, but it was still very uncomfortable no matter what.

"He must have had a hard time. He is such a passionate boy."

'Just because of what I said, because I wanted him to wait a little longer, he was so considerate and had no complaints.'

Mochizuki Yao thought in her heart that the boy's gentleness made her happy, but also made her feel distressed.

Chapter 118 Let Me Hold You Like This

Although it is not feasible for the time being, it has its own unique flavor.

As the Silver City was constantly wrapped and covered, he closed his eyes unconsciously, as if he was in a fantasy.

There is one person that Ginjo Sosuke really wants to thank right now, and that is Mochizuki Haruka's best friend Ito Rieko.

Regardless of whether she was joking after getting drunk or was really helping Mochizuki Haruka, her teaching that night did have a perfect effect.

Looking at the distant moon, it no longer seems so strange.

Not only that...

In short, Ginjo Sousuke wanted to give her a big thumbs up for her learning ability.

Huh...huh...

Yincheng didn't expect this situation to happen...

No way, she can...

The sound of water being turned on was heard in the bathroom. After Mochizuki Haruka finished washing her face, she returned to the bed and snuggled up to Ginjo again.

The rain outside the window still continues, but as expected of a love hotel, the soundproofing measures are very good and the sound of rain outside is actually very small.

Mochizuki Haruka gently stroked Ginjo's chest with her fingers, making him feel tingling.

"What are you thinking about, Mochizuki-san?"

Ginjo's gentle voice enveloped her in an instant.

"No, I was just thinking that it's a blessing to meet Ginjo-san..."

Mochizuki Haruka stopped what she was doing and laid her little head on the left side of Ginjo's chest.

His heartbeat is so strong, every beat is so youthful and energetic.

Looking back on the past of the two people, they met because of a somewhat bizarre incident and turned out to be neighbors living in the same apartment.

From the first date in college uniforms to the drunken princess hug...

From watching a movie in a room in a suspender nightgown to singing in a mini karaoke room...

From a fun-filled trip to an amusement park to cuddling on a double bed in a love hotel...

Every second I spent with him was deeply engraved in my mind and would never disappear.

The most important thing is that she also knew Yincheng's feelings and how he viewed her.

He has always been so gentle that things that I felt I couldn't do before can now be handled easily.

As long as you are with your loved one, you will always feel happy.

Ginjo Sosuke's body is now extremely relaxed, as if all the fatigue of the day has been released.

The softness in his arms made him reluctant to let go. This wonderful touch brought him a feeling like lying on cotton.

Everything around them seemed to be quiet, and the two people's arms were crossed over each other, as if they wanted to merge each other into their bodies.

He lowered his head slightly and looked at the girl in his arms. The faint light shone on her delicate and smooth face, which had an indescribable charm.

"Mochizuki-san?"

Ginjo Sousuke's magnetic voice came again.

"Ok?"

Mochizuki raised her little head and met Ginjō's eyes.

"I thought you were asleep."

"No, I'm awake and listening to Ginjō-san's heartbeat right now."

"Heartbeat? What did you hear?"

"As for me, I can hear from my heartbeat that Ginjō-san is very happy right now."

"Of course, since Mochizuki-san is here."

The two of them were talking to each other, and at such a close distance, even if they spoke in a low voice, they could still hear each other clearly.

Mochizuki Haruka felt that Ginjo's gentle tone was like a warm spring breeze constantly brushing against her ears, and every word was like a melody sliding across the strings of a piano, which was simply irresistible.

In every aspect, Yincheng is a perfect boy, and she can feel the masculine charm he exudes all the time.

Today's sweet date, the calm response to the accidental tire blowout, and the respect for myself after entering the hotel...

All of this is very handsome and reliable, making people feel safe and pampered.

Her eyes were always fixed on him, unable to move away. No matter he was beside her or not, her mind could only think about him.

I don't know how many times I have secretly taken out the photo album I took with Ginjo...

Wangyue thought about her life over the past twenty years. No one had ever made her heart so moved, no one had ever made her yearn and long for something so much.

Ginjo Sosuke, this handsome young man accepted his lonely self and tolerated everything about himself.

Even when we first met, he was wearing an ill-fitting college uniform, he was constantly embarrassing himself after getting drunk, and he knew nothing about men and women...

Every time, he was so gentle, without a trace of dissatisfaction or complaint.

Every time, he melted himself with his signature sunny smile.

Mochizuki Yao felt a surge of gratitude rising up in her heart, and her eyes became moist unconsciously.

"What's wrong, Mochizuki-san?"

Ginjo Sousuke also seemed to feel his chest getting a little wet.

"Nothing, I'm just so happy."

But in the end she held back her tears and a natural smile appeared on her face.

"Ginjo-san, let me ask you, don't you really think I'm too old?"

Mochizuki Haruka no longer immersed herself in the memories, but began to try to find some new topics.

"How could that be? I think it's just right."