Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

"That also requires Lisa's ability to act, otherwise it will just be wishful thinking."

Ginjo smiled, his undried hair gleaming with a faint luster under the sunlight.

"In short, this celebration banquet was very successful, and it also brought a perfect end to this semester for the water polo club."

After the national competition was cancelled, winning the county conference championship was already the pinnacle, and for a newly established club, one could not ask for more.

"Well, everyone can welcome the summer vacation with the best mood."

Being stared at by Ginjō like this, Shiraishi Lisa recalled how she hugged him in the swimming pool just now.

"Yes, tomorrow is summer vacation."

She raised her head and met Ginjo's eyes, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Our summer vacation will definitely be more exciting than today. There is still plenty of time waiting for us to enjoy together."

Yincheng saw through her thoughts and reached out his hand to gently stroke her fair face.

"Yeah, I think I'm already getting excited now."

Lisa Shiraishi held his palms with both of her hands and spoke tenderly.

Ginjo gently lifted her chin, and her plump and rosy lips were slightly opened.

He pressed forward without hesitation and intertwined them tightly.

The two people kissing in the sun seemed to be covered with a golden halo...

After parting with Lisa Shiraishi, Ginjō walked back to the apartment alone.

The clear sky was a light blue, with clouds floating leisurely in it like sheep.

A breeze blew, bringing with it a little heat and the rustling of leaves.

There were not many pedestrians on the street at this time. Occasionally a car passed by, raising a cloud of dust, and then everything returned to silence.

Ginjo returned to his room and took out his cell phone, only to find a LINE message from Matsumoto Tomoko.

[Sister Tomoko: Sosuke-kun should be on holiday today, right? Are you back now? ]

He glanced at the time. It was about two hours ago when he was still fighting in the swimming pool.

Not knowing what his wife wanted, Yincheng simply changed his clothes and went straight to her room.

dong dong dong.

Tomoko Matsumoto quickly opened the door.

"Sister Tomoko, I'm back."

Yincheng greeted his wife as usual.

"Ah, welcome back, Sousuke-kun."

Matsumoto Tomoko's face, which had just seemed a little tired, suddenly became full of smiles.

"Sorry Sister Tomoko, I just went to the swimming pool with my classmates from the club and didn't see your message."

Yincheng casually grabbed his messy short hair.

"Yeah, it's nothing serious, come in."

The lady turned sideways and welcomed Yincheng into the room.

"Is Sachiko not home?"

The room was very quiet, so Ginjo couldn't help but ask.

"Yeah, she went out with Chie Chiaki and the others after lunch."

Matsumoto Tomoko answered softly.

"Their relationship is really good."

It turned out that Matsumoto Sachiko had already gone out. Considering the time when his wife sent the message, it should have been shortly after lunch. Ginjo vaguely guessed why she was looking for him.

"Yeah, they're like real sisters."

"Sachiko, now she goes upstairs to look for them whenever she has time."

The wife smiled gently. She was naturally very happy that her daughter had a close friend.

"By the way, I haven't asked Sister Tomoko what she wanted to message me about."

Yincheng patted his wife's round and full butt with one hand. Since there was no one else here, he didn't have to worry too much.

"Ah, Sosuke-kun..."

The sudden vibration caused Matsumoto Tomoko to moan inadvertently.

"What's wrong, Sister Tomoko, isn't there anyone at home?"

Ginjo didn't stop because of her coquettish voice, and continued to move closer to her with his hands.

"Or does Sister Tomoko have something else important to talk to me about?"

Ginjo smiled and leaned on her shoulder from behind.

"No, it's just that Sachiko and the others are out, and I'm a little bored by myself, so..."

The wife twisted her body involuntarily, making Yincheng, who was pressed against her back, feel a charming heat.

"Tomoko-sister really doesn't waste any time..."

Ginjo's hands slowly moved down from her shoulders and slid directly into the loose suspender nightgown.

Matsumoto Tomoko frowned, bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, and let herself fall into his hands.

The power of Ginjo's nimble fingers was really hard for her to resist.

The lady's knees were pressed together, but her calves were slightly spread outward, and her white and tender feet were separated at an attractive angle.

"How long will it take for them to return?"

Ginjo's heavy breath blew into her ears, causing Matsumoto Tomoko to swallow.

"At least it's time for dinner..."

The wife's voice had begun to tremble weakly.

Ginjo looked up at the clock on the wall.

Although time is a bit tight, at least my wife can stop feeling so uncomfortable.

The two of them were not far from the sofa. Ginjo just gave a light push and Matsumoto Tomoko rested her hands on it...

Chapter 225: Virtuous Wife

If you have plenty of time, you can try all kinds of tricks; if you are short on time, you can only pursue efficiency.

Ginjo Sosuke activated his skills, trying his best to make every attack he made achieve the best effect.

Outside the window, the summer evening scenery is full of tranquility and romance.

The sun slowly sets, dyeing the sky orange and yellow, as if the afterglow of sunset left a gentle mark on the sky.

The mountains in the distance are shrouded in sunset glow, and their outlines appear particularly soft under the reflection of the setting sun.

Tomoko Matsumoto was breathing heavily, licking the corners of her mouth with the tip of her tongue, as if she was still savoring the aftertaste in her mouth.

After my daughter went on vacation, I no longer had much time to spend alone with Yincheng.

So I can only enjoy pleasure as much as possible in the scattered gaps.

But with Ginjo's company, this doesn't seem to be a big problem.

After all, his young and hot body can burst out amazing energy even in such a tight time.

The wife tucked her sweat-soaked hair behind her ears, then stood up and straightened her messy nightgown.

"Sousuke-kun, you should rest for a while. I will go prepare dinner."

A smile appeared on Matsumoto Tomoko's flushed face. She sat beside him, her slender hands naturally resting on his chest which rose and fell with his breathing.

"Isn't there enough time, Sister Tomoko?"

Ginjo Sosuke pulled her in and asked gently.

"Well, I think they should be back soon, and it will take a while to prepare dinner."

The wife leaned over coquettishly, and stayed affectionate with him for a few seconds, then got up and went to the kitchen.

Yincheng watched his wife's plump and voluptuous figure disappear around the corner, then gently closed his eyes, feeling the feeling of clarity and emptiness all over his body.

......

dong dong dong.

The kitchen knife tapped regularly on the chopping board.

The voice became closer and clearer.

This feeling makes people feel very friendly, as if the warmth of family is integrated into it little by little.

Suddenly, something in his heart pulled Ginjo back to reality from the other side of his dream.

The warm light in the room shone on his slightly opened eyes.

In the wet and hazy vision, someone's back appeared.

Blink, once, twice.

As the pupils came into focus, the outline gradually became clear.

A tear slid down his cheek, and Ginjo tried to wipe it with his hand, but the slight warmth he felt on his fingertips quickly disappeared.

The frosted glass embedded in the upper side of the kitchen is completely immersed in the indigo night.

The needle of the wall clock has pointed to eight o'clock.

Yincheng originally just wanted to take a nap, but he didn't expect that after relaxing, he felt so comfortable that he accidentally fell asleep.

"Sister Tomoko?"

What came out of Ginjō's slightly dry mouth were words with a slight tinge.