101 101 Angels and pillows (2/2)

Peek into the midday face with a blurry, loose look without waking up your body.

”Are you awake? When I woke up, you were asleep too, so I carried you to bed, but if you woke up, go home. If you don't go home, I'll make you a pillow for tonight.”

Though I thought that I was going to be able to use it as a pillow, I couldn't help but imagine the shock of crying because I was reluctant to say I was going to attack you.

And then there's a slight mix of aspirations.

I always encourage my cheeks to go home to wake up the sleeping midday, but midday is the same blurry look.

For a moment I thought my gaze had gone through the perimeter, and I didn't even try to hide the fact that I was sleeping, or I closed my eyes to sleep and dived into the duvet.

”Hey, here.”

”... mmm...”

He would have asked me honestly if I was in a state where my normal thoughts were turning, but Zhou's words didn't even work at midday when I was sleeping now and looking for a futon.

Zhou entered the same futon to stir up a sense of crisis while stirring his cheeks.

I fall asleep next to her and stroke my midday head in the futon as I admire warmth and enjoyment. I guess I should have rocked hard to encourage awakening, but I couldn't force myself to wake up a sleepy midday.

”Look, wake up. Seriously, I'm gonna make you a pillow.”

”... mmm”

Whispering in his ear, he turned around as he did at midday when he returned a reply that was not good or good.

I'm looking for a good position to move around all of a sudden, not to mention finding out about Zhou who is rigid.

After moving slowly like a potato worm for a while, he buried his face in the chest of the circumference.

It seems like this is just the right place, and I'm starting to stop moving and sleep quietly.

(Why are you so defenseless!

He may not have slept down and understood, but burying his face in a man's chest is a distance and posture that easily fits into his arms. If Zhou reaches out at midday, it is also possible to hold the pillow as Zhou declared.

I wish he'd woken up with the sound of his heart, but he didn't wake up at midday when he was almost asleep to the point where he was simply dawning and pulsing faster.

Sooo, and a small sleeping breath reaches the ears of the perimeter.

”... give me a break...”

I groan at the unpleasant defenselessness of being really attacked and see the stuck midday.

I can only laugh anymore at the calm sleep of midday that is already in my dreams.

(... really, this guy is)

Though unconscious, I wouldn't normally allow a man to just believe in sticking with his full confidence around like this and allowing him to sleep with me.

I was aware that I have some favor, but maybe I have some favor that Zhou wants - so hopeful.

I don't know what the truth is, but I can't resist touching the fact that Zhou is around and sleeping in the surrounding bed, at least unconscious at the moment.

(Can I interpret it in a convenient way?)

Even if I ask inside, naturally I don't get a response from midday.

However, in the midday appearance of sleeping peacefully and happily, Zhou grovels for a while and gently reaches out.

He turned his hand around his back and held him so as to further snuggle the midday he was leaning on.

”... because I was declaring it.”

The spilled words were excuses, but no one blames them. Only defenseless kittens and wolves who make love to such kittens are here.

Zhou hesitated to put his lips on his forehead from above his forehead as he indulged in the soft body in his arms.

(... accommodation and study expenses, so)

It might have been cowardly to imitate like this without the midday consciousness, but I wouldn't even be able to imitate like this if I was awake.

The woman I like sleeps in her bed without any defense, so much so that I'd rather praise her for what she's been able to endure with this.

Watching midday sleeping in a quiet and reassuring breeze unchanged, Zhou shrugged ”this silly” and closed his eyes.