102 102 Next morning (1/2)

When the morning blurred and consciousness awoke, there was a feeling of unusual warmth on the side.

Zhou unconsciously held on to its warm solidification, as the morning was a little cold, though in May. Stick together perfectly to taste the warmth, then slowly open your eyes.

The first time I saw him in the morning, he was the one I admired.

”Huh!?

The scream was about to leak, but when I woke up a midday sleeping in my arms, no reason fastened and swallowed it quickly.

Watch the girl in her arms again, fearful, listening to the sound of her heart sounding like a doddly early bell.

It's the middle of the day for a beautiful girl, no matter where she looks from.

The loose sleeping face that makes you feel unbearable is just the angel itself, making you even feel sanctified somewhere.

I looked at her sleeping face like she smiled and spilled ”I knew she was cute,” and then I got a feather with my head about what I was going to do. Although it is a metaphorical expression because it is actually midday that I hold it.

(... I was greedy yesterday and used it as a pillow, but it's impossible to sleep on a bunk with me normally)

So midday scrapes the reason of the circumference, I dropped my mouth on the lifting forehead I used as a pillow, but it's an impossible decision for the usual circumference.

That's all the little devilish and loving behavior of midday had reason shredded, but there would be no excuse.

It is also bad to think that midday is a safe, safe and harmless place to go, but it is also bad to lose your desire. I scold you at midday, but I have quite a few things to reflect on myself.

Oh, and I sigh deeply, and then I wonder what happened to the midday in my arm.

At some point...... well while I was sleeping, I even had an arm pillow, so if I was forced to pull through, I would wake up at midday.

I was hesitant to wake up at midday with such a sleeping face. I want to wake you up and pay attention to you, but I want to hold you tighter than that and keep an eye on you. That's what sickles are all about.

I felt like I was becoming just a petty man at a time when I couldn't shake off the desire to shake it off right away.

”... Mm”

He was a subtle recessed circumference in the morning when he was reminded of how much he was losing his desire, but he also moves about whether he noticed signs of circumference awakening at midday or because his morning is early again.

I can't move like I'm frozen, because I'm worried about how to explain it at midday, and because I've been leaning over, something soft is still pressed against me.

”Mmm... Kuma...”

At midday, he reaches out and sticks around looking for something instead of leaving the perimeter.

Munchkin, around a mountain reshaping between the two bodies, at the limit already, Zhou pulled off the middle of the day and jumped up, leaving his head against the wall for now with his breath rough.

Continue beating with the apple and close the desire you visited out of your head.

”... Huh... that, me...?

It seemed like midday had happened behind my back, but Zhou, busy with troubled dispersal and headache behavior, dares to pass.

”... not really?

Somewhere tongueless, a sweet voice comes from behind.

Once I looked back, the middle of the day when I woke up I was tilting my neck. Slightly worse because I'm awake, and it's hard to smell the clear colour again and look straight at it.

Zhou pressed his forehead against the wall again because it was not a good idea to keep a decent eye on midday right now for now.

There was too much momentum and a much heavier sound and plain pain came, but it would be a better punishment around now.

”Good morning.... What are you doing?

”He's punching me in the head.”

”... why?

”I'm ashamed of my clamour.”

Troubleshooting dispersed, and working on killing brain cells, like I had a midday problem with a boulder, ”Yeah...?” He raised a slightly sleepy voice and pulled his hand around the waist to stop the perimeter.

I would very much like you to stop because that posture also sticks to your body.

”... Midday.”

”Yes......?

”You don't care about being alone on the bed in the first place, do you?”

The midday movement stops perfectly on the words I told him to groan.

Then, after a short while, at midday, he punched his forehead on the back of the circumference.

It didn't hurt, but I can see the confusion and wolf at midday behind it.

”Oh, uh,... ugh”

”I'm telling you, I didn't do anything.”

”Yes, sir”

It's obvious when you look at the outfit, and your body won't hurt at midday, so you'll soon understand that.

”... in the meantime, will you let me go? Well, I want to apologize, and, um, don't stick around because it hits my chest or something...”

The last one was a plea, but I was in a hurry to leave at midday when I thought it was a bad idea.

Softness and warmth disappeared from my back, but I couldn't help but be ashamed of myself for sparing it for a moment.

I look back, not even slightly irritated by my desires, but on the surface.

At midday, he's trembling with a bright red face.

The expression was only filled with shame, not fright, and I was a little relieved.

Zhou moved a little and sat back in front as he distanced himself from midday, sitting upright, fingering the bed, and lowering his head.

”I am truly sorry about yesterday”

In the meantime, I thought I should apologize first.

At the bottom of the earth after the posture is corrected, signs of the midday wandering near the twist arrive.