Will the plagiarism girl be a substitute for the preference for women?

"Xiao Mu seems quite satisfied with this rope outfit. Why don't you smile even more happily?"

Chinatsu found a pick from where the musical instruments were placed, then went around behind Mutsu and began strumming the strings at her feet.

"Hahaha……"

Mu burst into uncontrollable laughter, an expression she would never normally display, while her instinctive physical resistance turned into writhing under the restraints.

The packaging of the peaches became increasingly soaked, and the peaches themselves became barely visible through the packaging.

"Ugh, it's so hot and humid..."

China couldn't stand the suit pants anymore, so she made them fly up, and unfortunately they got caught on the living room chandelier.

"..." The two looked up for a few seconds.

"Let's find a pole to bring it down later..."

Chika muttered something, then took a pair of scissors and took the lollipop out of her mouth.

After going through these steps, her original fears and concerns were all thrown to the back of her mind under the allure of the scene before her.

Click??

As the packaging was cut open, a few drops of water fell onto the floor; the fruit was very fresh.

China swallowed the saliva that rose in her mouth and slowly poured the lollipop into the center of the lake.

"Hmm..." Mu hummed softly, looking down at the dangling candy, while Qiannai's other hand was also trying to scoop up the moon.

Aside from the sound of rushing water, the chandelier with trousers hanging on it creaked and swayed.

Chapter 207 Ode to the Red Cliffs

"Chien...Mother..."

"what happened?"

Please pay more attention to my side.

Mutsu refers to the fact that the frequency, technique, and force of China's two hands are completely different.

China used all kinds of techniques on herself without reservation, and the feedback from her body clearly told her how to control her movements and how to adjust her speed.

However, China seemed a little indifferent to Mutsu. Ever since that one time the lollipop fell into the lake, she had been idly rubbing against the shore.

It seems they only care about their own comfort and treat harmony as a mere ornament.

Part of the reason is that we didn't pay attention to Mu's feelings, but another part is due to excessive tenderness and cherishing.

Despite the pain it caused to other parts of her body, Chika reluctantly agreed to proceed.

But when it came to the crucial part, after hearing Mu's low moan, he became somewhat hesitant and timid.

From Chika's reaction, it was clear that although she was surprisingly familiar with the game's flow, this was her first time practicing it in this way.

Therefore, it is important to focus on gentleness and avoid overly intense stimulation.

A lollipop that had been sucked on was the smoothest thing she could think of.

If you want your fingers to be smoother, you need to wear additional equipment.

"Does Xiaomu have one of those at home? You know, the kind that makes it easy to eat potato chips without washing your hands."

Mu blinked in confusion.

"All right……"

China didn't want to say that she actually kept a lot of finger cots in her bedroom to grab snacks, in order to control her handwashing compulsion.

“Don’t worry about the details,” Mu said. “I just want you to touch it with care…”

"Could you do [Mom] a favor first?"

China stood up, leaned forward, and with a slight thrust, pulled open the curtain.

"After all, elders come first."

It must be admitted that she became somewhat selfish due to her escalating desires.

Mu raised her head, and from this perspective, it was just like her ideal mother holding Wenmin and looking down at her.

China rarely immerses herself in the role by referring to herself as "Mom," which transforms the beauty mark that originally symbolized sentimentality into something that adds charm and intellect, making her outwardly similar to Sho while still distinguishing her from him.

A unique characteristic belonging to Chika...

"I'm here to help my mother..." Mu began to show her filial piety, and the usually taciturn woman became eloquent at this moment.

And amidst the mountains and rivers, what the ear hears becomes sound, what the eye sees becomes color, an inexhaustible source of inspiration. Before long, a wave surged onto my face.

"I'm...sorry, I'll go get some paper."

She was already blushing during the game, and now she was so shy that she couldn't maintain her composure while playing the role.

"It's okay, you don't need to take it."

Mu quickly recovered from his surprise to a calm expression.

"China is a naturally gifted player..."

This praise made China cover her mouth in embarrassment, unable to look Mutsu in the eye. But Mutsu was still staring at her with respect, so she simply pressed Mutsu's head down.

"Mother, don't you really want to take a rest?"

"Quiet down, continue..."

…………

"Huh...huh..."

It twitched a few more times, then irrigated for a moment.

"Shut up... shut up..."

China couldn't help but back away, collapsing to the ground with her limbs limp. Her shirt was soaked with sweat, and she had completely lost the authority of a domineering mother.

"Xiao Mu, you're amazing..." Qian Nai said, leaning back and covering her forehead.

"It's Mother's physical strength that needs to be exercised," Mu said calmly, offering her opinion. Well, that hardly counts as offering an opinion.

"Do not……"

Still doesn't want to admit they're just a nobody...

No matter how much Muku verbally provokes her now, China won't be able to teach her a lesson for the time being.

"I need to replenish my fluids..."

China crawled on her stomach and took a bottle of milk from the table.

This gave Mu a new association.

"Mother, please take off your upper body as well."

"You don't need to tell me, I'm already feeling all hot and bothered."

Taking off her shirt, every button she had to unbutton irritated her.

"besides……"

“I know.” China interrupted Mutsu, then untied the straps of the veil, feeling much more relaxed.

“Then pour the milk on top,” Mu continued.

"Huh?" China's surprised gaze shifted between Mutsu and Milk, then she lowered her head, and then looked up at Mutsu again.

Mu nodded.

China felt a sense of resistance.

If you pour milk on top, the thick texture and milky smell are enough to keep you taking a shower for an hour.

Now, she wants to wash away the sugar from Mu's place first.

"Can I refuse?" China asked as she put a straw into her milk and drank it.

“China really does care a lot about cleanliness…” Mutsumi shifted his gaze, “It’s okay if it gets a little dirty sometimes.”

“No, actually, there’s no need…” China knew what Mutsu wanted.

She turned her body around.

The faint, translucent white color on those two lightning spots made Mu open his eyes wide in surprise.

When was it poured on?

Could it be that it's hers?

"This is a side effect of lithium carbonate."

China explained somewhat awkwardly, while trying to find a topic to ease the tension.

"By the way, do you know how old you were when you weaned... never mind, it's not important."

"If you want a drink, come over here yourself. I can't walk anymore."

Bound and kneeling, Mutsu walked to China's knees.

"Come on, lie down." China wrapped her arms around Mutsu's upper body.

"Mother……"

Mu opened her mouth slightly and gently took it in.

China couldn't help but look away.

Seriously, this is even more humiliating than the Battle of Red Cliffs...

"Suck gently..."

"I'm sorry..." Mu apologized, then continued to bury her head in her work.

"You want this on one side and that on the other, right?"

China guessed, then slowly freed one hand and reached towards the peach, as if doing so would ease some of the awkwardness.

"Don't get so excited that you bite it with your teeth. If you behave well, you'll get to drink and enjoy it."

“Hmm…” Mu Han responded.

As China had predicted, Mutsu was indeed a novice; when the headstock was pressed and rubbed with a little force, he would involuntarily clench his legs.

With just a finger joint gently probing and plucking the strings, she whimpered in pain, but still managed to control her instincts and didn't clench her teeth.

China didn't want Mutsu to suffer, nor did she want to suffer herself, so she only acted on Koto's head.

After all, there's no need to risk pain and delve deeper into a melody that's already joyful enough.

Tsk??

Mu also trembled slightly as he plucked the strings.

Another water stain appeared on the floor.

"It seems that Xiao Mu has the same constitution as her mother..."

Seeing how engrossed Mutsu was in tasting it, China asked curiously,

"So, how does it taste? I'd like to try it."

Mu nodded, took a sip of her drink, and connected with China, just like she had done with the pills before.

"So this is what I taste like..."

It's not bad, but these are still side effects of the medication. Qian Nai doesn't want to be optimistic and say that she can drink her own products every day. She should adjust her hormones as soon as possible and prioritize her health.

But before she was cured, China had a feeling that Mutsu wouldn't waste food.

Chapter 208 Knowing that it cannot be obtained suddenly, I entrust my lingering echo to the mournful wind.

“Really… there’s none left…” China felt swelling and stinging on both sides.

The little glutton, Mu, who was engrossed in drinking, stopped abruptly, but still lingered with the bottle opening in his mouth, his tongue circling around it.

After a while, she finally left her mouth, like a docile child who knows how to give back after taking, gently easing the pain with the tip of her tongue, and then flowing down, playing the strings for China in a gentle and not too intense way.

If Chika wanted to get Mutsu to do something more, she only needed to hold Mutsu down on the back of the head, and Mutsu would strike the strings faster and harder on his own.

"Xiao Mu has made a complete mess of it..." Qian Nai said, looking at the wet piano body.