My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 56 From now on, you can only be mine.

Fujiwara Xingkong gasped heavily, staring intently at Xia Xilin's face.

The exposed shoulders and extended hands have very gentle curves, and the fair skin from the neck to the chest, because of the ups and downs with the breathing, the whole person looks very seductive.

Xia Xilin looked at him for a while, then suddenly put on a "that's it" expression on his face, put his hand on the doorknob of the fitting room, and was about to go out.

"Are you kidding me!" Fujiwara Hoshikora suddenly pulled her back into his arms.

"Don't let me out?"

Still that damn inexplicably happy naughty tone.

Still that damn inexplicable teasing smile.

"Xia Xilin, I admit defeat!"

Fujiwara Hoshizora simply raised his flag and surrendered.

"I am naive and stingy. I don't care what you think, but I tell you, I can only let you see you like this."

"So, what should I do, just tell me directly."

"Good." Xia Xilin was in a good mood.

"From now on, you can only be mine, Xia Xilin's personal property."

She smiled, showing her pointed teeth.

Only then did Fujiwara Xingkong suddenly realize that she couldn't be a bunny girl, and rabbits don't have such sharp teeth at all.

Xia Xilin gently stroked his cheek, and with an angelic face, made a devilish voice.

"Don't let me see you with other women, you know?"

"I'm elegant, but I don't mind being inelegant once in a while."

"Remember, don't fight me."

"I'm not discussing with you, this is an order."

Fujiwara Xingkong gritted her teeth, raised her alluring chin, and couldn't help but move her lips a little closer.Under the dim light, I looked directly at her incomparably beautiful face.

His face was so close that he could even see the fine hair on her face, smell the faint fragrance of her body, and his breath became extremely hot.

Her eyes were foggy and moist, tiny beads of sweat leaked from the tip of her nose, and even her eyelashes seemed to be wet.

"Can you let me kiss again?" Fujiwara Xingkong has never been so careful, and has never been so eager.

Everything is just like the process of history. The winner of the US-Soviet dispute holds the initiative in the world.

The current Xia Xilin has also fully grasped the initiative over Fujiwara Xingkong.

He saw that scene again, he saw himself kneeling on the ground, holding her legs with both hands, kissing the thin silk stockings, praying: "Now, right now, just this minute..."

Xia Xilin smiled proudly and gracefully: "I allow you to be rude once."

Fujiwara Xingkong lost, completely lost to this crazy woman.

And the sweet poison she hides in her red lips.

He greedily kissed her collarbone, from neck to cheek, from earlobe to eyebrow.

Xia Xilin's lips were slightly parted, pure and charming, her eyes were completely lost in desire.

Thoughts are a little mixed.

What is this experience?
Is it sweet?
Still satisfied?

Or the pleasure you get after giving up on yourself?
Can't tell.

My mind was blank, and I closed my eyes obediently, as if everything was taken for granted.

She forgot to think, and she didn't want to think, but instinctively wanted to hug him tighter, tighter.

After regaining consciousness, she realized that her whole body was weak, and her legs were unable to support her weight at all.

So he could only snuggle into Fujiwara Xingkong's arms.

"It turns out that the book says that being kissed until your legs become weak is real." Xia Xilin couldn't help sighing with her pointed chin resting on his shoulder.

Fujiwara Xingkong sat down next to her, a man and a woman stared at the dim light above the fitting room in a daze.

"Hi." She said, "Say you like me."

"I like you."

"louder please."

"reject."

"why?"

Fujiwara Xingkong said angrily: "I have been talking about it all the time, why didn't I hear you say that you like me?"

Xia Xilin replied as a matter of course: "I'm not like you, I'm full of lies. I don't like you at all, why do I say I like you?"

"Not at all? You hurt your boyfriend's self-esteem very much."

"How much do you mean by a little bit?"

Fujiwara Hoshikora pinched a small piece of meat at the tip of his index finger with his thumb and shook it in front of her eyes, "Just a little bit."

"Let me think about it." Xia Xilin tilted her head, frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly laughed happily.

"I was going to say no."

"But I think it's more pleasant to see you happy than to see you sad."

"So, I, Xia Xilin, like you a little bit, are you satisfied?"

She smiled gracefully, and under the dim light of the fitting room, the soft curves of her face and beautiful features made her look even more charming.

Many of the later feelings that must be his, all started from such small emotions.

Thinking of this, Fujiwara Xingkong smiled for no reason.

Xia Xilin regretted it, because his smile was really disgusting, like a weasel who stole a chick.

So he turned his back to him in anger, and showed the zipper on the back of the tights.

"Help me change my clothes."

Fujiwara Hoshizo pulled down the zipper nervously, revealing the buttons of her white lace bra.

Then he reached out and took off the fake ears on her head.

Xia Xilin turned around and looked at him calmly.

Fujiwara Hoshizora closed his eyes subconsciously.

"Open your eyes."

As she ordered, she stretched out her two white arms.

Fujiwara Xingkong could only half-close his eyes to help her untie the white cuff jewelry on her wrist, and then take off the bow tie around her neck.

(End of this chapter)