【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

"Pinch?" The girl slightly opened the distance between the two, "When did I pinch you?"

"..." Faced with the girl's initiative to stay away, the wanderer almost had his dissatisfaction written on his face. He stretched out his hand to pinch the girl's face and kissed her again forcefully, "Don't worry about it."

"Well......"

Kissing is still very bad.

But this time, her lip was not broken.

Just as this idea flashed through the girl's mind for a moment, she felt a dull pain on her lips.

Even the Wanderer himself wasn't sure if he was venting his anger, but the feeling of his teeth sinking and bouncing up against the soft lip flesh did make his congested heart feel relieved for a while.

However, this feeling did not last long, because the girl quickly struggled to push Wanderer away. Before he could feel dissatisfied, the girl opened her hand and pressed her chest, and the tenderness left her lips. Wanderer The girl just frowned, but before she could press on her again, she was pinned under the girl's body.

"..."

The homeless man fell to the ground in a disheveled state, his coat slipping off in a messy manner and hanging on his arm, revealing half of his collarbone hidden under the black tights.

That spot was as pink as his lips that had just been ravaged.

The girl's body skills have always been very good, not to mention that she was well prepared at this time. At this time, she was sitting steadily on the wanderer's waist. In order to maintain balance, her hands were firmly on the wanderer's waist. Chest.

Eh - unexpectedly -

The girl's fingers moved.

Although the girl has always had a real sense of the ranger's strength, she has never thought about it...

Wanderer's body will be, so good.

I thought it belonged to a doll, with an extremely delicate and delicate body, but the girl's hands could firmly feel the fleshiness and strength of muscles.

The doll's body should have been slightly cool, but at this moment, the girl's palm felt hot to the touch.

"......Hello!"

The shy and angry voice of the Wanderer caught the girl's attention, causing her eyes to slowly move from the Wanderer's exposed body to his now red face.

"Ok?"

The girl tilted her head with an innocent expression, but her fingers moved again.

The wanderer's expression was a little awkward at this time - the girl had not seen the wanderer like this since she came back from there.

That beautiful face is naturally suitable for such a delicate and shy expression - not to mention that now, this expression is also tinged with anger, and even the blush on his face makes it difficult to tell whether it is shame or anger. of.

Tsk, a fairy product.

"...Have you touched enough?"

"Um......"

The girl's eyes moved from the homeless man's face to his chest again. Her fingertips met and lifted up a piece of fabric, and then released it casually, listening to the rebound of the cloth and the homeless man's muscles.

"It's through my clothes."

"Do you still want to wear clothes?"

The girl blinked her eyes and looked into the wanderer's eyes that gradually revealed "incredibility":

"May I?"

The girl raised her hand, made a fist, and stretched out only one index finger to roam around the homeless man's body. First, she let the pink fingertips sink into the flesh of his chest through the black silk, and then slowly moved it to his chest. On the bulge, he twisted it seemingly unintentionally. After hearing the wanderer's muffled groan, he laughed softly, but his hand left that place and only pressed on his exposed collarbone.

"Have you had enough fun?"

The wanderer's breathing was short and rapid, and he grabbed the girl's wrist, but soon, he got himself out of this embarrassing and passive state. Although his face was still flushed, he had his usual look. Come with a mocking and teasing smile:

"Or is it that our Madonna is actually such an anxious person?"

"If you're in a hurry... at least you have to look like Mr. Cat."

"Another nickname."

As if thinking that both of them were "Anonymous" in the standard sense, the wanderer smiled, then put a hand behind the girl's waist and pinched the soft flesh there as a punishment.

"It's very appropriate." The girl's waist softened as her waist was squeezed, and she simply bowed and pressed her head against the wanderer's forehead, "And don't you think that because we don't have names, every name we call each other is just me at this moment?" My unique feelings for you——"

"This is very romantic and makes me feel that I am very close to you."

"That's nice to say." The wanderer's hand touched the back of the girl's neck at some point, brushing her hair away with his fingers, and caressing the slightly hot skin there, "It's still been so many days. You haven’t seen me, and you haven’t even thought about me.”

"Neither did you."

"Rake it down, I know clearly——"

The Wanderer paused.

With his character, it is impossible for him to say something like "On the days when I don't see you, even a wisp of wind blowing by my side will become like you."

Although this is his true mental journey.

But the girl opposite was staring at him intently, as if waiting for the next step.

"...Tsk."

The wanderer, who was unwilling to reveal his thoughts, escaped the girl's sight for a moment, and finally chose to hold the back of the girl's head and kiss her again.

In fact, what the girl just said made him soft all the way from his tailbone to the control center of his brain.

At this moment, it was better to shut up the mouth that would embarrass him.

"Hmm...yeah!"

The girl was a little out of breath, and reached out to pat the homeless man's shoulder. Unintentionally, her little finger hooked the sleeveless collar of the homeless man's underwear. When her muscles tightened, she made a sound close to tearing, interrupting the intimacy between the two.

"ha--?"

The wanderer was not angry, he just raised his eyebrows at the girl:

"It's just that my kissing skills are not that good and I didn't take good care of our savior. You want to punish me?"

"Or......"

The wanderer smiled ambiguously and bit the girl's earlobe hard:

"Actually, you want to get closer to me?"

The wanderer lifted up the collar of his shirt that had been torn loose, revealing the porcelain white skin underneath:

"Closer, closer than now, even closer -"

"I can't even kiss. If I do anything else, I'm afraid you-"

The girl chuckled lightly, with an irrepressible teasing in her tone:

"The technology is too poor."

"Hey - I remember someone said he wanted to teach me a long time ago, right?"

"Oh, yes, our savior is so busy, how can she have time to take care of me -"

The wanderer's tone was full of sarcasm, and he seemed to be stabbing the girl. In fact, every word was self-deprecating. Unexpectedly, the girl seemed to have no bones, and buried herself in his arms, pressing her head against his. The side of his neck was rubbed gently:

"Actually...I miss you very much."