Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

This ordinary daily life between couples made her feel an unprecedented sense of freshness. She used to watch actors showing their affection on the screen, and now it was finally her turn.

The warm and comfortable time did not last long, as there was a loud noise accompanied by splashing water outside the house.

The two of them couldn't help but turn their heads to look outside the glass door at the same time. They knew without thinking that it must be Chie Hoshino's voice.

That woman really never has a moment to spare. Even a quiet activity like taking a hot spring bath can be made so lively by her.

But when he thought of the three women playing in the water naked outside, Yincheng couldn't help but imagine that scene in his mind.

"Chie-sister has started again."

Matsumoto Sachiko, who had just been pranked by her, seemed to speak with some resentment and pursed her lips.

"Haha, that's just her type of person. I felt a little uncomfortable at first, but it got used to it over time."

Ginjo still remembers being shocked by the Hoshino sisters' bold actions when he first met them.

"Yeah, that's right. When I first met Chie-san, I also thought she was a little too enthusiastic. But now we've become best friends."

Although it's always a little noisy when Chie Hoshino is around, she has made an indispensable contribution in livening up the atmosphere and making everyone have more fun.

"Since she just deliberately set a trap for us, how about we team up and play a trick on her?"

Ginjo suddenly had an idea and decided to let Chie Hoshino experience the feeling of being plotted against.

"Okay, okay, has Sousuke come up with any good ideas?"

Matsumoto Sachiko rubbed her hands excitedly, looking eager to try.

"Well, let me think about it. In Chihui's current state, she will definitely not go to sleep peacefully. So, we should..."

Ginjo leaned close to Matsumoto Sachiko's ear and whispered the plan he had come up with on the spur of the moment.

"Haha, let's do this. I will definitely take pictures of all of Chie-san's embarrassing moments as souvenirs."

Before the plan was implemented, Matsumoto Sachiko was already laughing so hard that she was bent over.

About half an hour later, just as they expected, Chie Hoshino returned to the living room excitedly after taking a bath and started playing card games with everyone again.

Ginjo and Matsumoto Sachiko used the secret codes they had agreed on in advance to coordinate with each other, and the result was that Chie Hoshino was defeated in one project after another.

Hoshino Chiaki and Matsumoto Tomoko gradually realized that something was wrong and glanced towards Ginjō looking for answers.

Following Yin Cheng's eye hint, the two smart women quickly understood what was going on.

However, they had no intention of exposing Ginjo, and instead joined in their plan.

The only one who was kept in the dark was Chie Hoshino, who was too upset about losing. The result of her impatience was that she lost more and more.

"Ah! What happened today? Why am I the only one who keeps losing?"

Chie Hoshino just thought that she had bad luck and kept complaining.

The other people suppressed their laughter and continued to cooperate with the performance arranged by Yincheng.

There was a punishment after each failure, so Chie Hoshino had almost no free time the whole night.

Sometimes they have to imitate the famous scenes of comedians, and sometimes they have to blow balloons with their nostrils.

Either they are spinning around the room with a cup on their head, or their faces are painted with all kinds of funny patterns.

The gang members headed by Ginjo almost fell to the ground laughing at her embarrassment. Matsumoto Sachiko even took out her cell phone and took a lot of photos as she had said before.

Until the end of the game, Chie Hoshino still didn't understand what had happened. She just said with a look of resentment that she would play again tomorrow.

The whole plan went quite successfully, and Ginjo and Matsumoto Sachiko got their revenge for the trick she had set on them. The two of them even secretly high-fived under the table to celebrate this great victory.

The night outside the window gradually darkened, and everyone began to yawn.

Sleep, which was regarded as a treasure by everyone after school started, has now become a task that must be completed.

After simply picking up the cards and various props scattered on the floor, several people walked up the stairs and returned to their rooms.

There was the sound of chattering from the girls' room, but it was soon replaced by even and heavy breathing.

Everything was in complete silence, with only a few rays of silver light shining in from the windows in the corridor.

Ginjo Sosuke took off his clothes and lay on the bed, turning his face to admire the night view outside.

In the depths of this dense forest, the silent night always gives people a mysterious and enchanting beauty.

The door opened quietly without him noticing, and then closed gently again.

Matsumoto Tomoko had already changed into the yukata she wore during the festival, and crept in barefoot to stand in front of Ginjo Sosuke...

Chapter 544 The Best Older Girlfriend in the World

so beautiful.

The white-based fabric is matched with blooming evening primroses, and the delicate and tight jade feet are stepping on wooden clogs with red edges.

Her long, shiny, and smooth hair was piled up high, revealing her charming snow-white neck.

The originally pure and simple yukata style was worn by Tomoko Matsumoto to give it a sense of charm unique to a mature woman.

Ginjo Sosuke looked at his wife's chest as usual. The chest, which usually showed a strong presence at any time and in any place, looked even taller today because of the belt around her waist.

"Help me take them off, Sousuke-kun."

Matsumoto Tomoko raised her arms and extended her slender waist towards Ginjo.

The beautiful figure reflected under the silver moonlight made Ginjo Sousuke's neck tremble involuntarily.

He nodded, first turned the knot of the yukata belt to the front, and then turned the part that was like a circle hard.

Grab a fixed place and turn it. This is the secret to taking off the yukata. The next step is to find the right place to put your hand.

Even the most complicated knots would be no match for Ginjo's deft fingers.

After taking off the belt, remove the fixing rope and Velcro straps, and all the things that restrained my wife were removed.

Quietly, the bathrobe loosened.

The white cloth that was originally overlapped and wrapped together suddenly spread out to both sides.

"Hmm... huh..."

The lady, who was freed from the belt that was a little too tight, also let out a breath of hot air.

According to the custom of Japanese women, they do not wear underwear under the yukata.

So in this way, there is nothing covering the wife's chest.

Not only the proud upper body, but also the slender waist and well-proportioned thighs.

Next comes the taste.

It must have been very stuffy when I was wearing the yukata before, but as soon as I took off the clothes, a sweet and sour smell immediately wafted out, which was not unpleasant at all.

This was the scent that Ginjo usually felt when he was around his wife, but now it was several times stronger than usual.

Gurgle, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Admiring his wife at such a close distance completely tortured Ginjo's vision and sense of smell.

Even though he had had in-depth conversations with his wife countless times, Ginjo's heart still beat violently like a drum in disbelief.

There was a stinging sensation in the back of his eyes, the beauty imprinted on his retina and the smell lingering deep in his nasal cavity sweetly numbing his brain.

Ginjo Sousuke gradually gave up thinking, and his consciousness began to become hazy.

Something.

It was as if something broke with a snap.

When Yincheng came to his senses, he had already hugged his wife from behind.

Ever since the two of them started dating, there hasn't been a single day that Ginjo couldn't stop himself from thinking about doing this.

Faced with Ginjo's enthusiasm, Matsumoto Tomoko was not to be outdone.

She wrapped her arms around the back of Ginjo's head and held him close to her.

The sweet aroma and soft skin oozing with sweat gently embraced Ginjō who was almost addicted to it.

The voice that came to my ears was extremely gentle.

Ginjo Sousuke slowly raised his head and met his wife's eyes.

"Thank you so much, Sosuke-kun, for taking such good care of Sachiko today."

The wife looked down at Yincheng with a motherly and gentle gaze, full of doting and love.

The real her is so considerate and warm, has the tolerance to accept everything, and is full of the most fascinating maternal love of a mature woman.

Tomoko Matsumoto is the best older girlfriend in the world. At this moment, Sosuke Ginjo is extremely sure.

"That's what I should do, just like what's going to happen next."

Ginjo gave his wife a gentle push on her shoulders, and she fell onto the bed in her beautiful bathrobe.

Everything was quiet and even the sound of the lady's breathing while she was sleeping soundly seemed so sweet.

Seeing how soundly she was sleeping, she must be exhausted.

With the new battlefield paint of Yukata, the fight between the two became more intense than usual.

I just don't know if it can return to its original appearance after being wetted by sweat.

The villa was quietly immersed in a quiet and mysterious glow. A bright moon hung lightly in the sky, spreading its soft and clear silver light all over the forest without any obstruction.

The moonlight penetrated the sparse clouds and cast mottled images on the roof of the villa. The dark grey tiles looked even warmer under the touch of the moonlight, gleaming with a soft light.

The leaves were stained with a faint silver edge by the moonlight, and swayed gently in the night breeze, making a rustling sound.

Moonlight poured in from the bedroom window, and beams of light could be vaguely seen jumping on the ground.

Ginjo Sosuke opened the window and was greeted by a gust of air mixed with the fragrance of trees and the coolness of night dew.

The sweat floating on the surface of the skin dissipates without a trace with the cool air, and the whole person is surrounded by a transparent and refreshing feeling from head to toe.

"It's nerve-wracking."

After the intense exercise, Ginjo Sousuke couldn't fall asleep again.

He glanced at the phone next to his pillow and saw that it was already past two in the morning.