why?

She had experienced this symptom before, and Miike Naeko thought it was just because she was too tired.

ding dong~~~

The doorbell rang, and Sanchi was so scared that he quickly put on his clothes.

"Hello, there's a package for you!" a female voice came from outside the door.

Hmm? Miike Naeko didn't remember what she had bought during this period.

When I opened the door, I saw a female courier, dressed tightly in a mask and a baseball cap, holding a large package box.

"Hello, is this Ms. Miike Naeko?"

"Yes, it's me."

"Please sign for your express delivery." The courier moved the package to the front, took out a pen from his pocket and motioned for Sanchi to sign.

Coo coo coo~~~~~

The courier's stomach was rumbling.

Kind of embarrassing.

"Hahaha, thank you for your hard work. Eat early and rest early." Miike Naoko said as she signed.

"Okay, thank you. I'll be leaving first." The courier handed the package to Michi Naoko and turned his back and left in a hurry. He lightly pressed his hat brim against her and couldn't help but smile secretly.

Strange, why did the female courier just now have pure white hair and red eyes?

Is it the new trend now?

Alas, I am too busy at work and cannot keep up with the current fashion.

Sanchi Miaozi placed the package on the ground and opened it.

Inside was a set of sexy police uniforms that were not much different from those in the movie.

Eh~~~At first glance, Miike Miaozi kicked the package away as if she saw something dirty.

This outfit desecrates the image of a police officer in my mind.

Throw it away quickly!

Um...

I've been suspended anyway, so it's okay to just take a look...

Miike Naoko took out the clothes, and inside were a pair of silver handcuffs and a small card.

The card contained some kind of sales pitch for a sex shop offering free trials for clothes.

Souga, it’s a cheap product used for store promotion!

Miike Naoko felt relieved that it wasn't sent by some pervert. She took the clothes and compared them with herself. Surprisingly, it fit her well.

How about trying it on?

86. Start freezing your hands

Huha~~Huha~~

Baichuan was exercising, with beads of sweat all over his forehead.

He downloaded various fitness apps on his mobile phone and followed the instructions to do various fitness exercises while exercising.

The effect is definitely not as good as the gym, but I'm too busy these days to go.

He didn't stop until his muscles began to ache slightly. Baichuan's throat was so dry that it was smoking. He went to the living room to get a glass of water and gulped it down.

After drinking it, I felt refreshed. I wiped the sweat off my body and lay down on the bed, planning to rest for a while before starting the next round.

Ding ding~~

Messages came in from the phone. There were two unread messages, one from the task app and one from Nikaidou Line.

Shirakawa first clicked on the unread one by Nikaidou.

Nikaido: Is brother Shirakawa here?

It’s so late, what does the big sister want to see me for?

Shirakawa: Yes, what's the matter?

Nikaido: Are you free tomorrow morning? Can you help me work part-time at the ramen restaurant?

Shirakawa: I am free, but why tomorrow?

Nikaido: My dad had to go out for something urgent, so there are few people tending the ramen restaurant. And tomorrow is Sunday, so there will be a lot of customers. Of course, you will be paid 1.5 times the daily wage.

Ah? 1.5 times the hourly wage!

Shirakawa: I'll go, I'll go. What time tomorrow morning?

Nikaido: Don't worry. Not many people come to eat ramen in the morning. It's mainly around 11 o'clock when there are more people at lunch time. You just need to come before 11 o'clock. Your salary will still be paid based on a full day's salary.

Baichuan suddenly remembered that he and Jackie had to go to a western restaurant for lunch in the evening.

Shirakawa: I may have to leave early in the evening as I have something urgent to do.

Nikaidou: Dad will be back in the afternoon, so you can leave early. Your salary won’t be deducted.

Shirakawa: This is so bad. I only worked for half a day and I got paid so much... It's a bit unreasonable.

Nikaidou: This can be considered as preferential treatment for my little brother. Anyway, I'm not the one who pays the salary. If you really feel uncomfortable, then from now on you can be my special errand boy and buy me drinks, bread and other things every day.

Nikaidou sent several little bear emojis with the thumbs up.

Shirakawa: Thank you, Big Sister. I will arrive earlier tomorrow.

Nikaidou sent an ok expression.

The next step is to deal with the task app.

Bai Chuan clicked on it and saw the sentence again: [Congratulations, you have completed the task, please receive your reward.]

Cecia sent a message from the app and added: The reward this time is very mysterious, I won’t tell you yet, I hope you have fun.

Baichuan was about to ask her what happened, but the app closed automatically.

So make a fool of yourself.

Shirakawa set an alarm on his phone for 7 a.m., planning to go to Nikaido's ramen restaurant to work early the next day.

Ka La, the door was opened.

Is Maki here again?

Baichuan glanced at the current time. It was just past 11 o'clock, much earlier than yesterday.

Can't bear it anymore...

Baichuan continued his plan of pretending to sleep from last night and got on the quilt in advance.

The doorknob turned gently, and Midori Sakura, wearing loose pajamas, appeared at the door.

Sakura nodded and lowered her brows, crossed her arms lightly in front of her chest, a slight blush appeared on her face, and looked at Shirakawa who was sitting on the quilt on the bed.

There's no way back.

Sakura locked the door gently. She didn't want anyone to ruin her joy tonight.

Even if my sister came, I wouldn't open the door.

I am Shirakawa’s real girlfriend. Even if I am not now, I will be in the future.

Let her stand at the door and listen to the sound of Shirakawa and I merging into each other!

Shirakawa closed his eyes and faced the wall, not knowing that it was Midu Sakura who came tonight.

Ying took out the heart-shaped scented candle and tried to light it with Uncle Shinichi's lighter that she had stolen from the cabinet.

Thump, thump, thump.

The lighter won't light, it seems to be out of gas...

Baichuan closed his eyes and listened to the strange sound, wondering what Zhenxi was doing.

Seeing that she couldn't light the fire for a long time, Sakura gave up, quietly walked to Shirakawa's bed, and unbuttoned her shirt bit by bit.

The thin top fell to the ground, and Sakura's upper body was completely exposed to the air. It was white and tender, small but huge, with flesh growing where it should be.

Baichuan was still wondering why it hadn't started for so long?

Sakura climbed onto the bed, her eyes fixed on Shirakawa's sleeping face, and followed her sister's example by pressing Shirakawa under her.

Shirakawa's arm gave me a familiar soft touch.

It's Sakura!

Maki was flat and couldn't even touch her arm.

How come she came to attack me at night just after the misunderstanding was resolved? Did the heroine recover from emotional trauma so quickly?

And the touch is very strange, as if there is no cloth wrapped at all...

Huh? She's not wearing a top at all?

Shirakawa lay on the bed, trying to stay calm, letting Sakura manipulate him.

Just like her sister, she will leave when she has had enough fun.

Sakura saw the sweat on Shirakawa's forehead from working out.

Somehow, a strange feeling surged in her heart, as if those nights were nectar, making Midu Sakura feel itchy.

She slightly extended her pink little tongue and swirled it around Baichuan's forehead, flicking and hooking it with the tip of her tongue, taking in Baichuan's every move.

Sakura has absolutely no resistance to this kind of nightshade, such as curry soup.

Especially the one from Shirakawa, I want to try it even more.

Sakura pursed her lips and tasted it slightly. It was slightly bitter and salty, with the unique masculine smell of Shirakawa.

No wonder my sister always likes to sniff around Shirakawa, this smell is really good.

So, what would it taste like there?

Sakura's white and tender hands grasped the elastic band of Shirakawa's shorts and tried to pull them down.

This is absolutely not allowed.

Baichuan hurriedly protected it, thus preventing the "sword from being sharpened by grinding grains" from being wasted.

"Hey, Brother Shirakawa, you're still awake." Ying was startled and stopped what she was doing.

Baichuan smiled awkwardly: "Ah, yes, I haven't fallen asleep yet."

Now that things have come to this, he no longer hides it.

"So, Brother Shirakawa, do you like Sakura or not?"

"I guess I like it..." Baichuan hesitated, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

"Ying also likes Brother Shirakawa. If we both like each other, let's do it here with Sakura." Sakura's eyes were blurred, and her expression revealed an incomparable desire.

As long as I continue to do this here, Brother Shirakawa will be able to be with Sakura forever. The kind-hearted Brother Shirakawa will never abandon me.

Just by thinking about it, Sakura's body was already ready to accept everything from Shirakawa-kun.

"First of all, we need to cheer up little Shirakawa-kun."

Sakura's body slowly moved down, and the hot air from her cherry lips blew on the waistband of Shirakawa's pants.

The little hand slowly moved down, wrestling with Shirakawa's hand.

No, how could she learn it on her own and do this on her own initiative?

Just read the word "咬" separately.

Shirakawa's only experience was that one afternoon with Nikaidou.

"Nah, Sakura. Isn't it a bit bad to do this for the first time?"

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