101 101 Angels and pillows (1/2)

When I opened my eyes, my midday shirt was right in front of me.

Apparently he was falling asleep again. She was skipping consciousness to so much comfort and happiness, but honestly she is whimpering inside because she doesn't know how much she slept.

My hands were stopped combing my hair.

Waking up a fearful body, he also rests on the couch at midday.

Sooo, sooo, I watched the clock whining ”defenseless” at midday as I repeatedly breathed calmly, making my cheeks snap.

We'll change the date in an hour. I had my knee pillow cleaned up after all this. It was after 21: 00, so I will have my knee pillow for about two hours.

Midday sleeping would also be due to temporal problems and lack of physical movement.

I have to be sneaky to wake up the perimeter. I must have accidentally slept with it.

I want you to be a little more alert because it's a man's house, but you're also responsible for sleeping on your knees in the first place.

I looked a little at my midday sleeping face and decided to take a bath first.

They took a bath first at midday, but Zhou is not in.

Even if you're going to wake up at midday, now you just have to let him sleep and dare not bathe. Maybe midday will wake up while you're in the bath.

After that decision, Zhou decided to go back to his room and get dressed.

The circumference up from the bath checks the living room and sighs softly.

As always, it seemed to soak up plenty in the sea of sleep at midday and didn't even wake up to the sound of the hairdryer.

”Midday, get up”

Though I try to rock it gently with my voice, there is no sign of waking up. He's really unconscious. His body slopes off, so I'll support him at midday for now.

Maybe I'm tired of keeping him knee-pillows all the time, or maybe he just went to sleep sleepy. In the meantime, I know she's not going to happen.

Something like this happened before.

It would certainly be the end of the year. I remember accidentally renting out my bed at midday when I slept.

I felt like it was the same course this time.

Shake it hard again and speak up, but she won't wake up.

I heard a small, ”n” sweet voice, but this is closer to the sound of my throat mixed with my sleeping breath than a voice.

It didn't start now that the sleeping midday trusted Zhou to look defenseless, but I didn't have to wonder if that was okay.

Totally, and maliciously, I follow my midday cheek, but I'm still not going to wake up. The only thing that returns is a smooth touch and a fuzzy feeling.

He touches his midday cheek for a while and is unlikely to wake up, so Zhou can't help but hold midday.

It's spring now, so it won't be enough to lend me a bunk at midday to sleep around it or get sick. To be honest, I want to sleep holding midday as it is, but I can't transfer it to execution on a boulder because it's hard the next day.

Zhou, who had no choice but to endure because he didn't want to be hated while realizing that he was a man to himself, put him to bed in his room with midday in his arms.

I had the bedding done first before I could lay down at midday, so the rest would be in the position to go straight to sleep if I futon at midday.

”... I guess I should be serious tomorrow. Don't sleep in a man's house.”

If Zhou doesn't think later, he can still attack and have something to do with the collapse.

I don't do it because I have the feeling that I want to take care of the middle of the day and that it is something else, such as assault, and safety is not guaranteed. There is no possibility that reason will shake off and serve.

I just wanted you to stop making it so defenseless because of the safety and trust of Zhou's personality.

Midday is a really sweet quality when you get into the nostalgia for being alert, so you show the vegetarian figure and the defenseless, alertless, innocent side around you. Rationally, I want you to do something about it.

Ha, and as I sighed, stroking my midday cheek closing my eyes, my body was moving with my thighs.

”... n”

A small, fine voice goes up.

The eyelids bordered by delicate lashes lifted at a relaxed speed that made them feel weighty, and the caramel-colored eyes dew out of focus.

Boyah, I don't know where you're looking. Sleepy eyes will be unique to sleeping. He's the type who hasn't turned his mind right after he wakes up for good at midday, so he's probably drowsy and doesn't seem to know what it is.