85 85 Angels and Zhou Recommendations (1/2)
I will look at the shops lined up along the road in a way that draws my hand at midday, but once again I thought that midday still attracts people.
I have the clear beauty of being called angel from time to time, but at midday now I unfortunately demonstrate the lovability and lack of submission that makes me want to touch my desire for asylum.
Midday in Angel-like mode has picturesque beauty and beauty, making you feel like you should not touch it. However, it is too delicate and because of the beauty of the crop, it seems slightly less lively around it.
In the middle of the day when we are holding hands like this now, we have a pure smile and are filled with vivacity. You don't have to speak up. ”Fun!” I could see the emotions from the hands and feet that grabbed the perimeter.
It's also beautiful to smile modestly, but in this way it's much cuter to have emotions on the table and a joyful grin than you've taken care of.
”... what's wrong?
”No, when I walk with you, the amount of gaze is amazing.”
Because both men and women have gaze this way, they are reminded of the beauty of midday.
”... I don't think I'm the only one being seen, do I?
”Well, I'm sure my companion will have some gaze.”
”That's not what I meant, no more”
Though I was looked up to dissatisfaction, I slowly regained my hand to see if I was willing to go on any further.
”Zhou-kun has trouble being unconscious,” he muttered small, ”but I know I can naturally be seen myself alongside midday, and by comparison it would be obvious that it is inferior, so there would be no awareness or anything.
”Fine, I'll talk to you slowly until you understand.”
”What, that's frightening?”
”It's rude to be scared... you're the one to blame, aren't you?
On, he gets his nose pressed with his index finger and shuts up.
I just smiled more teasingly than grumpy and poked my circumferential nose a little bit, satisfied or let go and pulled my circumferential hand. No, correctly, I've been leaning against the arm of the perimeter.
”... I'd talk faster if you were confident”
At midday when he groaned with his forehead tucked against his arms, Zhou looked away unbearably.
”Um, Midday.”
”What is it”
”Is that on purpose?
”On purpose?”
”... that puts a breast on me”
If you point it out unconsciously or deliberately that you want me to give you a break, leave as midday was played.
When I saw midday while I managed to keep my cheeks from turning red, midday was where I was blushing more.
”Oh, don't mean that.”
”Yeah, I can tell by the reaction. When you get used to it, you stick to it unconsciously, so you stick to it. Be careful.”
Zhou is also a man, so I figured I'd be concerned about heterosexual bodies, and I want you to be careful at midday because my chest is usually bothered enough that I want to touch it as long as I have permission to.
I try not to put it on the table because I don't think I like that kind of greed first at midday, but when I'm unconsciously seduced, there's something pretty tough about it.
He finally realized that he had the ability to kill his chest. At midday he closed his lips with a bright red face and puffy, so Zhou smiles bitterly and gently takes a distance.
It would be embarrassing and uncomfortable to realize that I was aware of that, so I looked up at the perimeter at midday like I was a little shocked.
”... hands, don't let go”
”Huh.”
”Ma'am, I'm gonna get lost, and I might... if it goes off, no”
I can't say I can't do that when the boss tells me I can't do that, and I can't even shame myself and take a snack and a midday hand.