Daily life in Zongman

Girls also have many fantasies about intimacy, and this isn't unique to boys. Especially when facing a man they admire, a girl's desire is even stronger, a reproductive need etched in her genes.

Futaba Rio looked for a long time and noticed that Fujiwara Haru was looking at her. This time she did not avoid it, but chose to continue looking for a while.

"It shouldn't stink anymore, right?"

Hearing the question, she lowered her head and continued to flip through the book in her hand, then responded: "I only smell the smell of idiots."

"What does stupid smell like."

"Stupid, not very smart, sour and smelly like Fujiwara."

"Hey, hey, you're just saying it's named after me. That's too much."

"Apples taste like apples, watermelons taste like watermelons, and the stupid Fujiwara tastes like Fujiwara."

"Now that Futaba has explained it, it suddenly seems very reasonable."

Fujiwara Haru walked to the sofa and sat down again.

Futaba Rio looked up and glanced away, then lowered her head to continue reading the book in her hand: "And then, Fujiwara, what else is going on? Why didn't you just go back to your room to play games?"

"There is one more thing. Recently, I have been doing summer homework with another Futaba, but you have been in the lab during the day. I can't do this with you. I am worried about what to do."

"Do you think I'll be angry and in a bad mood because of this?"

Fujiwara Haru wanted to nod, but felt that would only make the arrogant Futaba in front of him even more embarrassed and annoyed, so he changed his words: "After all, we said we would do the same thing before, but now there is something we can't do, so I'm thinking about how to make up for it."

"Ha~"

Futaba Rio sighed deeply and made a slightly helpless expression: "Whatever is fine."

"I have to do something to make Futaba happy, so I was worried about what to do. I thought about it for a long time while taking a shower just now, and finally I thought it would be better to ask you directly and do it according to your request."

"Are you trying to please me? Even if you do, I won't give you any benefits."

"I don't want any benefits. I just said before that I would do something, and I want to do my best to do it. Can Futaba tell me how to do it?"

Futaba Rio was silent for a while, patted the sofa beside her, and said calmly: "Come and sit down."

I sat down as instructed, and saw Futaba stand up, then sat in his arms.

"Rub my belly. Wait until I finish this chapter before you, stupid Fujiwara, go play games."

"Oh~ this is easy."

Having said this, he placed his hand on Futaba's lower abdomen and began to massage her with a happy mood. The slightly fleshy lower abdomen felt very good.

After massaging for a while, I noticed that she was leaning forward a little, so I gently massaged her lower abdomen with one hand and reached the other hand under her plump breasts to serve as a table, thinking that this would make her more comfortable and reduce some weight.

Futaba Rio's body stiffened for a moment, then slowly relaxed. She was not a sharp-tongued, shameless fool, but a blush gradually spread across her face, which was covered by her hair, and she slowly slowed down the pace of turning the pages of the book in her hand.

She read this chapter for a long time.

The next day, after having breakfast, Futaba Rio came to her laboratory.

She has recently been studying the virtual helmet brought out from the apocalyptic world, trying to master the production technology and strive to mass-produce it before the agreed time.

Thanks to my parents, the laboratory is well-equipped and has many researchers. The overall progress is now good. In addition, we can use the researched virtual helmet to produce games in the future, so we should be able to achieve the goal in 2022.

At noon, after having lunch in the cafeteria, Futaba went to the bathroom for personal cleaning. She walked into the cubicle, put on her headphones, and turned on the player on her mobile phone.

After the "singing" and flushing sounds, she went to the sink to clean herself, taking off her glasses and rinsing them under the faucet.

The lenses are of good quality and only require a simple rinse and wipe with a tissue.

As Futaba Rio walked out of the bathroom, she was wiping the lenses of her glasses. Because she lowered her head, she bumped into another person.

The glasses fell to the ground and were crushed by another person's panic.

The female researcher, also in a white coat, stepped aside, staring at the broken glasses on the ground in a daze. Then she bowed frantically: "I'm sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going! I'm sorry, Director! I'm sorry!"

"It's okay, I wasn't paying attention to the road."

Futaba picked up the twisted frame and threw it into the trash can.

"I'll clean it up. Director, what's the prescription of your glasses? There are spare glasses of various prescriptions in the supply room. I'll get them for you after I finish cleaning!"

"No, I can see clearly. I'm wearing plain glasses."

Futaba didn't make things difficult for the researcher. After confirming that someone had cleaned the floor, she left.

After returning from the apocalyptic world, her eyes had been treated and repaired, and she was no longer nearsighted. She had been wearing plain glasses, which were not necessary.

However, although it was not a necessity, when leaving the laboratory in the afternoon, Futaba passed by an eyewear store and went in.

Futaba spent half an hour casually buying a pair of light gray half-frame plain glasses. They matched her hair color very well and made her look more intellectual.

“It is dustproof and splashproof, and it is quite useful.”

Rio Futaba, with her hair scattered, pushed up her glasses and said this to herself.

Chapter 331 Summer vacation daily life 3.

"Futaba changed her glasses."

"Yeah, I got a new model."

"It looks pretty good. By the way, Futaba, would you like to try those half-rim glasses with the thin gold chain?"

"Why add a gold chain? It doesn't serve any practical purpose other than adding weight, making the glasses heavier and more uncomfortable to wear."

"It looks good. It feels more intellectual and more gorgeous. Simply put, I feel like Futaba will look better wearing it."

"what?"

Futaba Rio sighed, "Your kink even includes glasses. I can only say that you're Fujiwara, a complete adolescent pig-head, with a dull mind."

"Want to buy a pair and try it out?"

"It's impossible no matter how you think about it."

"Okay, I'll ask Futaba."

Upon hearing this, Futaba Rio stopped reading and looked up, and found that Fujiwara Haru had taken out his cell phone and was typing on it.

He stood up and walked behind him.

Through the displayed chat window, you can see some historical chat records, which are a picture and three sentences of dialogue.

The picture is a selfie with the background being her bedroom at home. The person in the photo is another Futaba, who is wearing a bunny girl costume and taking a selfie in the mirror.

↓Dialogue↓

Futaba Rio: [I have a jumping rabbit at home. Do you want to come and see it tonight? ]

Sunny Cat: [Look, after dinner, play some games and then go over.]

Futaba Rio: [Yeah~ I'll be waiting for you~]

↓New Chat↓

Sunny Cat: [Would Futaba like to try the half-rim glasses with a thin gold chain?]

It didn't take long to receive a reply.

Futaba Rio: [Want to see~]

Sunny Cat:【Want to see! 】

Futaba Rio: [Then you can bring the glasses you want to see when you come tonight~ There will be a rabbit wearing gold-wire glasses at home~]

Emoticon: Cat is looking forward to it.

Futaba Rio watched as Fujiwara Haru got up from the sofa, walked to the entrance, changed his shoes and prepared to go out.

"Does she send you selfies every day?"

After recalling it, he turned to look at Futaba: "Not every day, there are sometimes a few days when I haven't posted it."

Futaba Rio opened her lips slightly, then pursed them. When Fujiwara Haru was about to push the door open and leave, she took another deep breath and said, "To be fair, I will do the same to you as she did to you."

"Futaba, don't force yourself."

"I said, to be fair."

"Is it really okay?"

"Go buy some glasses, idiot Fujiwara, don't forget your promise."

"Okay, then I'll go buy two."

Futaba Rio did not respond to the excited Fujiwara Haru, but returned to the sofa, looking at the book in her hand with a rosy face.

-

A jumping rabbit is very cute, especially when it is very obedient and well-behaved, it is even more adorable.

After sleeping at Futaba's house for a night, I fed the rabbit carrots for breakfast the next day. However, rabbits are not suitable for eating carrots as their staple food. Their staple food should be grass-fed, and they mostly eat the stems and leaves of carrots.

When I returned home contentedly, I thought about the cute and greedy rabbit at Futaba's house, and I wanted to raise one at home so that I could pet the rabbit anytime and anywhere. Just thinking about it made me happy.

While I was still thinking about what I should do to raise rabbits at home, this dream came true automatically the next night.

After dinner and taking a shower, I pushed the door open and returned to the bedroom, and saw Futaba no longer wearing her white coat.

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"Why are you wearing Futaba's clothes?"

The memory I recently recovered was that I was watching "The Temptation to Go Home" and looking at the big rabbit in my room, and I said this subconsciously.

"Didn't I tell you that?"

Futaba Rio's expression was calm. She was sitting on the bed in a bunny girl costume, flipping through the book in her hand: "Whatever she did to you, I will do the same to you."

I looked around and noticed the bunny tail on her back, an external version, like the other Futaba, which was a bit of a shame. However, the gold chain half-rim glasses she was wearing made up for the lack of temptation, even more attractive.

She usually has a dull expression and is often sharp-tongued. In the laboratory, she is the director admired by many researchers. In school, she is a cool and talented science girl in the eyes of students and teachers. Now she is sitting on her bed in a bunny girl costume and wearing gold chain half-rim glasses. She can even hold me and sleep together later.

Even if you've experienced it once, it's still incredibly enjoyable.

He walked to the bed and reached out to touch the rabbit's head, but there was no resistance.

I stroked the rabbit's fur from head to tail with ease. The soft fur and the smooth curve that dipped and then suddenly rose made the overall touch very pleasant. After confirming that the rabbit was still reading without resistance, I continued to stroke it with pleasure for several more times.

Finally, he patted the rabbit's butt twice.

Pa ~ Pa ~

The crisp sound drew a sidelong glance of disgust and a venomous remark tinged with contempt: "Fujiwara, you should have been sentenced to death the moment you touched me. I didn't expect you to go this far."

"Eh~ But I did something even more extreme with another person, and I'm going to do it to you, Futaba, later."

"..."

Futaba was silent and flipped the pages of the book in her hand: "It's up to you."

She did not refuse, nor did she resist. She tried to remain calm and keep a neutral expression, but the blush on her face, which she could not hide, completely exposed her mood.

This contrast of being cool and elegant in front of outsiders, a little "cold" in front of herself, but occasionally revealing a charming and lovely side, is really pleasing.

He simply picked up the proud and cute big rabbit, let her lie in his arms and read a book, and then caressed her freely.

Whether it was the rabbit ears, feet, belly or butt, they all felt great, and he was no longer criticized, but the ears of the big rabbit in his arms were getting redder and redder.

The big rabbit Futaba was cooler and less serviceable, so I didn't try to feed her a midnight snack, but the plain glasses with a gold chain came in handy tonight.

Flat mirror, splash-proof, extremely easy to use.

A pleasant evening.

-

Summer is always hot. The scorching heat during the day means that there are fewer pedestrians and vehicles on the streets. The distorted air under the high temperature also makes the scenery blurry.

At this time, it would be wonderful to spend an afternoon doing nothing in an air-conditioned room, eating shaved ice and watching TV.

This is what Fujiwara Haru is doing at this moment.

Take ice cubes from the freezer and place them in the shaved ice machine. Once the machine is turned on, shredded ice falls like fine snow, piling up in a bowl. When the bowl is full, remove it from the freezer, drizzle with condensed milk or honey, and top it with some fruit like strawberries, watermelon, or kiwi. And you've got a slushy, homemade shaved ice.

School starts in early September. If it is still hot then, we can put a shaved ice machine in the club room and make some shaved ice for everyone.

With thoughts running through his head that he might not remember later, Fujiwara Haru brought the shaved ice to the table.

"One for each person, one for each person."