Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

There are also several individual photos of Yincheng and his wife.

In my wife’s mobile phone album, there is another folder containing some photos taken by the two of them in daily life.

Seeing herself snuggling up to Ginjō, a whole different set of memories came flooding back.

It's been nearly four months since Sosuke-kun moved in, right?

At first, I just regarded him as a handsome boy next door, but I didn't expect that I would regard him as a mature man so soon.

Not only that, but every day since I met him has become a special memory that is colorful, strong, and irreplaceable.

The next message soon came on the phone.

[I hope that trips like this one can continue as regular trips every year in the future. 】

and also.

[If there is a chance, I would like to take a hot spring bath alone with Sister Tomoko next time~]

The moment she saw these two messages, the haze in Matsumoto Tomoko's heart dissipated a little.

No matter what happens, there is always the gentle Sosuke-kun standing behind me, and that is enough.

She replayed the scene of her and Ginjo bathing together outdoors that night in her mind, replied to his message with a blushing face, then stood up and left her daughter's room.

Matsumoto Sachiko was scheduled to be away for the day, and the Hoshino sisters were still busy setting up the exhibition outside, so Ginjo Sousuke was the only one who came to his wife's room at lunch time.

"Are we the only two here again today? We are so lucky."

Just moments after entering the living room, Yincheng took his wife in his arms.

"Yeah, that kid Sachiko went out to play early in the morning."

Tomoko Matsumoto leaned shyly on his chest, as if she had finally found a safe haven to rely on.

"Is she still hiding from you?"

Ginjo Sosuke lowered his head and gently stroked his wife's delicate face.

"That is to say, she doesn't seem to want to discuss that matter with me at all."

Matsumoto Tomoko sighed helplessly.

"Then don't think too much about it. Everything will work out when the time comes. She'll tell you when she figures it out."

Ginjo smiled and kissed his wife's lips, hoping to cheer her up.

"Yeah, Sosuke-kun is right. It's not a good idea to keep thinking about it. I should make myself happier."

Tomoko Matsumoto pursed her red lips, with a smooth curve at the corners of her mouth.

It seems that Yincheng's comfort did have the effect he wanted.

"By the way, Sosuke-kun must be hungry. I have prepared the food~"

The wife asked Yincheng to sit down in the dining room and then returned to the kitchen.

Soon, today's lunch was served.

The main course was a cold dish of blanched pork tenderloin served with lettuce, onions and tomatoes.

Not only is the portion generous, but it also tastes refreshing.

This is a menu that the Matsumoto family often eats in the summer, and it is also one of my wife's specialties.

In addition, placed on the table were Ginjo's favorite tamagoyaki, grilled fish and miso soup.

"Because it's a little late to start cooking, I only prepared these few simple things. Please don't mind, Sosuke-kun."

As Matsumoto Tomoko spoke, she pulled out a chair and sat next to Ginjō.

"This is already perfect. As long as I can eat Tomoko-san's food, I will feel happy no matter when~"

Listening to Yincheng's praise, the lady's eyes sparkled.

Today my wife was wearing a beige T-shirt with a loose neckline and dark blue shorts that showed off her thighs.

Although it is very ordinary for summer home clothes, it looks quite seductive when worn by the wife with a slim figure.

Yincheng naturally reached out and placed his hand on his wife's exposed thigh, as if it was his private territory that he could enter and leave freely.

Matsumoto Tomoko didn't react much, she just stared at Ginjo with her watery peach blossom eyes, and a charming look gradually appeared on her face.

"Let's get started, Sosuke-kun."

If they hadn't been sitting at the dinner table, Yincheng would have thought that his wife was hinting at something else.

"Well, I won't hold back. I'll start."

Ginjo Sosuke clasped his hands together and began to enjoy his wife's delicious food.

"Mmm, this cold dish tastes amazing. It's a perfect match for this overly hot weather."

Yincheng put a piece of meat and vegetables into his mouth with chopsticks and spoke vaguely.

"Great, then eat more. Watching Sousuke-kun eat with big mouthfuls is really relaxing."

Appreciating Yincheng's bold eating style has long become one of my wife's hobbies.

"Yeah, I can eat any amount of food while watching Sister Tomoko."

"Listening to this, why do I feel like I've become a side dish?"

Tomoko Matsumoto covered her mouth lightly and smiled.

"How could that be? Sister Tomoko, this delicacy must be the main dish. I'll eat you all up in a moment."

Eating from the bowl and looking at the pot, this is probably the current situation of Yincheng.

The beautiful mature woman with a charming and seductive look has long been on his menu.

"You said so. Be careful not to get too full and unable to move."

Tomoko Matsumoto spoke in a slightly teasing and coquettish tone.

"Huh? How could that happen to me?"

"Tomoko-sister should be careful or she might fall apart."

Ginjo fought back, not wanting to be outdone, and both of them looked eager to try.

Since returning from their trip to Okinawa, they have yet to indulge in the room where their dream began.

It's a rare occasion that my wife is home alone right now, so this is a good opportunity that cannot be missed.

Perhaps driven by the subsequent programs, the food on the table was quickly swept away by the two of them.

After a simple cleanup, Matsumoto Tomoko gave Ginjo a look that indicated they could start now.

Yincheng was not in a hurry to go to the bedroom or the sofa, but still sat in the chair motionless.

"What's wrong, Sousuke-kun?"

The wife was obviously unable to wait any longer.

When you are in a hotel bathroom or corridor, you always have a sense of uneasiness and fear that someone might discover you.

And she missed the feeling of being able to be carefree and completely relaxed when she returned home.

"Of course the main course should be enjoyed at the table, what do you think, Sister Tomoko?"

Ginjo glanced at the cleanly wiped square table, then tapped it lightly with his knuckles twice.

"Sousuke-kun, what do you mean..."

Tomoko Matsumoto covered her mouth with both hands in surprise. She thought he was just joking, but she didn't expect him to take it seriously.

"Is it not possible? This table is quite sturdy."

Ginjo's calm tone has an irresistible charm.

"It's not impossible..."

The lady's neck trembled and she swallowed her saliva. Just imagining such a bold scene made her feel hot all over.

"now it's right."

Ginjo stretched out his strong arms and with just a gentle pull, he pulled his wife in front of him.

The blush that had quietly risen on Tomoko Matsumoto's fair face had unknowingly spread to her ears.

She nodded knowingly, then turned around and placed her hands on the table...

This went on for a while, and Ginjo felt that it was still not enough, so he simply picked up his wife and carried her up.

This height, this distance, and this angle are simply designed for this purpose.

Such a thought suddenly flashed through Ginjo's mind, and then he activated all his skills, showing his strength without reservation.

The air conditioning in the room was turned on very high, but that didn't stop Tomoko Matsumoto from sweating profusely.

Picking up the shorts that had been thrown on the floor, the wife quickly walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

After making sure that the table was intact, Yincheng followed closely behind.

Incredibly refreshing water gushed out from the shower head. Matsumoto Tomoko rubbed her smooth long hair, and her mood was much better than in the morning.

Sosuke Ginjo is like a panacea. Whenever you find him for treatment when you are unhappy, there will definitely be a surprising effect.

His sunshine and tenderness can penetrate into every corner of my body, and the vitality he injects into me makes me feel an incomparable sense of fullness.

After washing off the various liquids attached to her skin, the wife dried her body, blew her hair dry, changed into a new nightgown and returned to the living room.

Ginjo, who had acted earlier than her, was already sitting there leisurely, holding a can of freshly opened iced soda in his hand.

"So, I didn't break my promise, did I, Sister Tomoko?"

Looking at his wife who had just come out of the bath with pink skin, Ginjo asked her with a smile.

"Yeah, Sousuke-kun is amazing."

Tomoko Matsumoto sat next to him with a beaming face and hugged him naturally.

"Sister Tomoko should be less troubled now, right?"

"Are you talking about Sachiko?"

"Yeah, didn't I just help Sister Tomoko to clear her knot?"