Macho Harem Paradise Project

But it was okay for Michiru, because this was an inspiration she had conceived a long time ago, and now she was just recording the memory in her mind.

Unable to continue, she simply picked up her guitar and placed it on her lap.

"Forget it, let's do it tomorrow. I'll play a song for you first?"

"Okay, I'm all ears."

The real center of the band, a lead singer, sang casually. Yang Ming Xiuyi sat down with her, looking at each other, with an attitude of quiet appreciation.

"Yes, right away."

?1036 Are you tired?

Michiru nodded with satisfaction. The young man was a very qualified audience in many cases. Perhaps it had something to do with the harem of the entire band. He knew very well how to appreciate other people's hard work and efforts.

When they shine, he will be the best listening audience.

You are not always the only one on the stage. Those who will live with you will also go on stage with you and compose all kinds of brilliant scripts in the absolute center.

"The most 悪なんだ涙が干かないんだずっとpainいのpainいの飞んでいけ福な贵方に."

"This is the worst. The tears that cannot be dried will fly away painfully and be given to the happy you."

The melody has the cheerfulness of opera, but the lyrics create a sense of division between cruel reality and fantasy.

At the end of the song, Yang Mingxiu nodded slightly.

"That sounds pretty sad."

"Well, this song was able to make the audience cry."

“What a terrible statement.”

"Haha~ I'm just kidding. We were also sad for a long time when we first heard it."

Creators will inevitably invest their own emotions into their works, even if everyone understands that the work is just manufactured and that they should not invest too much, but looking around, any work that is popular and sought after has the creator’s own emotions invested in it.

This was especially true in the earlier period when various literary works were booming.

"Do you still want to hear it?"

"If you're not tired."

"We're just getting started~"

Looking at her confident appearance, Yang Ming Xiuyi just sat there and listened.

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"Ah! I'm tired! Rest~"

Michiru put her guitar back on the shelf and lay down on the bed, ending her little private concert.

She was wearing a loose T-shirt with only a lining underneath, but the hem was so long that it gave the illusion of a skirt.

Yang Mingxiu noticed that she liked this kind of outfit very much. It was simple but also able to highlight her tall girlish proportions, giving a sense of simplicity.

As long as the model is good-looking enough, any decent clothes will look good on her. Her fair and pretty face will have a charming expression, and her tall and slender body will be ready for action on the bed.

"Yangming~ I said I was tired."

"If you are tired, just take a rest."

Eyes wide open, Michiru stared at the young man with a very strange look.

"So you came to my house late at night just to hear me sing?"

"Can't you?"

Lying on the bed, Michiru's shoulder-length hair was beautifully scattered on a corner of the sheets. She supported herself with her hands, unable to believe it.

——He must be joking.

They were all very familiar with Yang Ming Xiuyi. He was not the kind of person who would waste time on such boring things. Usually, whenever he showed up, a big fight was unavoidable.

"Of course you can~"

The girl pretended to naturally pull up her long skirt.

Tight and sexy legs gradually emerge.

"Yangming, do you feel hot? Do you want to turn on the air conditioner?"

He fanned his cheeks with his hands and deliberately opened the collar of his clothes. He looked like he was really suffering from the heat.

"Then please open it. It is indeed a bit hot."

"Well···"

Michiru Hyodo puffed up her cheeks. Even though she was in such a state, why didn't he rush over to her? Could it be that... she had lost her charm?

The pretty girl showed off her beauty without any blind spots. She landed on the ground barefoot, picked up the remote control beside the computer desk, and pressed it viciously.

She looked very angry, with her pair of small jade feet tapping on the ground, and her chest shaking up and down with the vibrations.

"Angry?"

"Hmph~ That's not the case~"

The moment she stubbornly retorted, she was hugged around the waist.

The wide hem of the dress was tightly tangled together, unable to hide the already very round breasts.

"It's really hot, Michiru."

"That's right... so we have to turn on the air conditioner."

"It's already so hot, why not make it even hotter?"

"Hehe...what do you want to do?"

Yang Ming Xiuyi looked down at the sexy girl in front of him. She was standing on tiptoes with her back leaning against his arms.

Her calves were straight, her thighs were elongated, and the curve of her waist showed off her beautiful figure, especially when you knew she was not wearing any pants.

Every line contains the power of temptation.

Yangming Xiuyi's gaze was more focused on the chest. When he lowered his head, he could glimpse the deep abyss from the neckline that was pulled down a little. It was tall and elastic at the same time, and the abnormal growth pattern could be seen when it was walking just now.

Men's instincts are being aroused.

"Has it gotten a little bigger?"

The young man held up his waist with his hands and weighed it; it was heavy.

"Isn't it normal that there is still room to grow?"

A normally developing girl usually grows according to her genes, and the specific size is completely determined by her genes. Perhaps from a strange perspective, occasional massage to make the blood flow smoother will promote development.

Girls have all experienced such craziness during their adolescence...and of course their development will be promoted.

A blush appeared on Michiru Hyodo's pretty face, and a slight sound came out of her mouth.

She suddenly realized that she might have been too... The beautiful girl also discovered the problem, but it was impossible to avoid it. It was not a simple problem of not being able to control desires, but whenever she saw Yang Ming Shuichi, she would subconsciously think of blushing and heart-pounding things.

It's all his fault... He always does it so intensely. When I see him, I think...

He pressed with his fingers for a long time, until he had given her enough "massage", and then he stopped, feeling unsatisfied.

Michiru is also the kind of girl who likes to let her nature run wild and has high demands for physical sensations.

To put it simply, it's more intense and burning.

She had nowhere to put her hands, and after a brief search, she grabbed the man's neck with her backhand. She had to find a fulcrum to exert force, otherwise she would not be able to stand steadily.

The massage is not over yet. After massaging the upper part, of course there is still the lower part to do.

The fingers climbed silently down to the mysterious place.

There is only a thin lining, which already gives the appearance of a flower bud, which is so stimulating that people dare not look directly at it.

Inside the room, rays of moonlight poured in, and the computer on the windowsill was in standby mode.

The bud has opened, wide open, and the pistil in the center is trembling and secreting sweet nectar.

The industrious bees explore the sweet honey until their entire bodies are covered, and then they reluctantly leave the pistil.

"Would you like to try it?"

“I don’t want to…”

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?1037 The room for going out to sea on the island of Po

Michiru turned her head away stubbornly, not wanting to look at the sticky fingers.

"Forget it if you don't want to eat."

Yang Ming Xiuyi put two fingers into his mouth and tasted it carefully.

"abnormal···"

"It's so sweet."

"Humph, I won't eat anything you say."

There was only a square table in the room, with a computer screen on it, and a bed about two meters long.

Michiru Hyodo rested her hands on the table, swaying.

Beads of sweat covered his body, and his long eyelashes were trembling even when he closed his eyes.

She leaned forward so that she could lift her hips.

At the same time, a pair of hot hands covered her, causing her to tremble all over. The strength of her arms that were supporting the table began to increase, and her raised toes also struggled to support herself.

“Huh... stop rubbing..."

"So urgent?"

Yang Mingxiu grinds gently without rushing or slowing down.

“Hurry… hurry~”

Having said that, he could not wait any longer and fell diagonally downward like a falling stream.

"Pfft."

"Hiss~ That's it..."

Michiru Hyodo couldn't imagine how she would live without him in the future.

Even if she doesn't care about anything else, just this... powerful thing is enough for her to give up everything.

“Hurry... hurry up and use more force...”

"Alright alright."

It is not a good habit to make girls wait for you.

The shrinking and expanding black flame dragon attacked the city fiercely, plundering and swallowing everything she had.

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“Oh…haha…”

Michiru was no longer able to stand from the moment the fight started.

She was very tall, but there was still a big difference in size between her and Yangming Shuichi, which meant that if she wanted to stand up straight, the young man would have to bend his knees slightly.

Very tiring, so why not just...

Michiru was picked up by the whole person.

She was picked up by the waist, and each lift caused her feet to swing back and forth without a place to land. She held on to the square table in front of her tightly, but it was completely useless, just like a sailboat sailing against the waves in a stormy sea, almost sinking due to the wind and waves.

If this continues, I'll be in trouble!

The small sailboat is about to be swallowed up by the huge waves!

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"Okay! The creative time is over!"