ideal lover

It was a sweltering afternoon.

It is rare to have a rest day, and Zhong Yuan, who was forced to leave early, returned home. What greeted him was not the cool air-conditioning, but the slightly stuffy air.

air conditioner, off

Hirano Ling didn't come out to greet her, did she go out?

With such doubts in mind, Nakahara Zhong also walked to the living room, and casually threw the coat he took off on the sofa.

"Um……"

Faint voice.

Nakahara Nakaya looked back, only to realize that Kobayashi Hirano Aya was lying on the sofa taking a nap in the morning, and his coat just fell on him, barely covering his belly.

Wearing only a loose T-shirt and boxer shorts, Aya Kobayashi Hirano was lying on the sofa. Because of her unconscious movements while sleeping, her clothes were wrinkled, and the rubbing of the fabric revealed a large area of ​​fair skin, dripping with sweat.

Maybe Kobayashi Hirano Aya slept so deeply that she didn't even notice when the air conditioner was turned off.The sun shone on his body, sweat soaked the thin cloth and stuck to the skin, outlining the curves of his body, the delicate skin looming in the gaps of his trousers, the black hair sticking to the back of his neck, and his slightly parted lips.

Such Kobayashi Hirano Aya has an inexplicable color/atmosphere.

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought in a trance, and when he realized it, his fingers were already stroking Hirano Ling's lips.

Dry yet somehow moist to the touch.

"Zhongye, sir"

When the tip of his tongue touched his finger, Nakahara was stunned, and before he could pull it away, Kobayashi Hirano Ling had already held his hand, his eyes were hazy, nostalgia and dependence were sinking in his eyes, and the arc of happiness on the side of his mouth rose: " Welcome back, Mr. Chuya."

thump—

The heart beat heavily.

For the first time, Nakahara realized that Aya Kobayashi Hirano was his "lover".

The intimacy that only belongs to lovers, sweet and soft breath.

The strong love overwhelmed all rationality, and the body acted on instinct, and everything after that came naturally.

Everything is so natural.

The kisses, the skin touching each other, the rough and anxious movements, the loose clothes, and the sultry breath melted everything.

The light that fell into the room dissipated, and the beauty of the dark color continued.

The soft mattress creaked and wailed, sobbed and moaned, and the breath fell into the ears, making people dizzy.

Kobayashi Hirano Aya tightly gripped the bed sheet, and the panic that he was about to hit the wall in his vision made him hold the bed sheet even tighter.

Going crazy.

how long has this been going on

Kobayashi Hirano Ling's eye sockets were red, and the pain was even worse. If he shed tears now, he doubted that his eyes would bleed.

Too much, the little man.

Even if he knew that his body was performing the duties of a so-called lover, Kobayashi Hirano Aya still couldn't help but yell and vent his anger. He couldn't really be a complete onlooker, after all, he could feel the feelings and emotions coming from his body.

Damn!

Couldn't help screaming, Aya Kobayashi Hirano bit her finger belatedly, feeling the heat of her body.

"Aya Hirano..."

The moment she fainted, Aya Kobayashi Hirano heard Mr. Chuya's panicked voice.

The waist is about to break.

Kobayashi Hirano Aya, who was struggling to get up, finally couldn't resist the pain in her body, and collapsed on the bed.

The warm breath was blowing in his ears, and the body temperature of another person beside him made him feel particularly uncomfortable, especially when his body was sticky and hadn't been cleaned up, Aya Kobayashi Hirano didn't want to be in contact with people.

However, Nakahara Nakaya still had his arms around his waist, and his strength was so great that Aya Kobayashi Hirano suddenly felt a little desperate.

Mr. Nakaya, is it possible that the health knowledge reserve for sex is zero?

If it continues like this, I will definitely have a stomachache, and my head will still be a little dizzy. It should be due to inflammation and a low-grade fever.

Also, the back of my neck hurts.

Grabbing the head from behind and being forced back felt like a neck being strangled, the fear of suffocation.

But the body trapped in the mattress, surrounded by the hot breath, also has a strange sense of security.

Nothing is normal, including my own body.

At first I thought that Mr. Nakaya was a gentleman, but his physical strength in bed was so good that it was abnormal. He was obviously shorter than himself, but his figure was surprisingly good, and it was the figure Kobayashi Hirano Aya had always wanted.

Excluding the bad experience last night, Aya Kobayashi Hirano had to admit that the man beside him, no matter his face or body, was sleeping quietly, like a mannequin in an oil painting.

Too perfect muscle lines, artistic appreciation, just right body proportions, and a thin waist, the curves are too fascinating.

From this point of view.

By the way, since the first meeting, Kobayashi Hirano Aya noticed the choker on Mr. Nakaya's neck. In his impression, it was something only girls would wear, but it was unexpectedly suitable for this man.Now that I think about it, most men don't wear this either.

So I misjudged from the beginning...

Thinking in a daze, Kobayashi Hirano Aya's body was motionless, and Mr. Nakaya beside her was rubbing the back of her neck, as if she wanted to wake up.

After dawdling for a few minutes, Mr. Nakaya finally got up, seeing the miserable state of Aya Kobayashi Hirano in his arms, his face flushed red.

"I'm sorry, Aya Hirano."

Kobayashi Hirano Aya, who cleaned her body from the bathroom, is now lying on the bed. The temperature measured by the thermometer shows 38°3, a high fever caused by inflammation, and diarrhea.

The invited family doctor brought medicines to Kobayashi Hirano Ling. In addition to the conventional antipyretics, the doctor also thoughtfully left a medicine suppository for Kobayashi Hirano Ling.

Seeing this thing, Kobayashi Hirano Aya felt complicated. This thing is indeed much better than smear-style ointment, but the degree of shame is also much higher. Kobayashi Hirano Aya bought it before, but it was an online shopping method.

After the doctor left, Mr. Nakaya carefully touched his head, rather than guilt, it was more of a fear of getting something precious but almost breaking him.

"I made some porridge, do you want to drink it now?"

Inquiring about Aya Kobayashi Hirano, Mr. Nakaya's tone was gentle, and his steady appearance looked very reliable. He nodded his body and put the pillow on his back. When Mr. Nakaya brought the porridge, the first thought appeared in Kobayashi Hirano Aya's mind It's just that nothing strange was brought, just a bowl of plain white porridge.

And it doesn't smell bad, so there shouldn't be a problem.

"Mr. Chuya, I'll do it myself. This is too much trouble for you." Faced with Mr. Chuya's gesture of feeding him, his body refused.

"As a patient, you just lie on the bed obediently." With a slightly tough tone, Aya Kobayashi Hirano's body immediately obeyed.

Mr. Nakaya's movements were a little clumsy, and it seemed that this was the first time he had done such a thing. When he held the spoon and fed it to Kobayashi Hirano Aya's mouth, his arms were still in a state of extreme tension, and his body was still moving forward on his own initiative. At one o'clock, the porridge was safely swallowed.

So sweet!

What you feel at the entrance is not the light porridge water taste, but the sweet and bitter honey taste. Aya Kobayashi Hirano is suffering from a high fever, and she won’t have too much taste in her mouth, but this porridge is too sweet up.

Mr. Nakaya, how much honey did you put in?

With so much added, it's just like a child's taste.

Aya Kobayashi Hirano thought.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Mr. Nakaya's blue eyes shining brightly, looking at him expectantly. Although he didn't speak, his whole body conveyed a message:

praise me!praise me!

Like a puppy wagging its tail, but more like a child eager for praise.

My body will naturally meet Mr. Chuya's needs, and I smiled and praised: "It's very delicious, Mr. Chuya."

"That's good. I'm still worried that there will be too much honey."

Mr. Nakaya who told the truth so happily made Aya Kobayashi Hirano feel speechless. It turns out that this person knows that he has put too much...

"It's okay, I like sweet food very much."

lie.

She was full of lies about her current body. Although it was a white lie, Kobayashi Hirano Ling felt the physical discomfort coming from her body.

But I hate sweets the most.

The creamy and icing cakes in childhood memories are always separated by a layer of glass, and there is no need to long for things that cannot be touched.

As I grow older, that kind of thinking slowly deteriorates, and even all sweets become disgusting, a childish idea that is a bit vexatious.

Even now that hasn't changed.

Aya Kobayashi Hirano felt the nausea from her stomach. After eating a bowl of hot porridge, the effect of the medicine began to take effect, and she began to sweat, but she still had to cover herself with a quilt.

The air conditioner is still on, but the windows are not closed. The doctor suggested that natural wind is better, but in summer, if the air conditioner is not turned on, I am afraid that the heat will be uncomfortable, so I used this method.

Drowsy drowsiness surged up, my body did not force myself to stay awake, but closed my eyes and fell into a light sleep.

Consciousness is half asleep.

The sound of approaching footsteps made him open his eyes. Mr. Nakaya, who was already dressed in formal clothes, was sitting beside his bed, blocking the glare of the light, and the shadows enveloped Kobayashi Hirano Aya.

"Mr. Chuya..."

His tired eyes felt useless when he opened them, his eyelids were fighting, and he could only see the man sitting beside him in a blurred vision.

"Sorry, Aya Hirano, I have some urgent matters at work that I need to deal with. Can you stay at home by yourself?"

"It's okay, Mr. Nakaya, I'll just take a nap, your work is more important." Lifting his spirits, he tried his best to pretend to be relaxed, and his voice was slightly louder than usual.

Seeing Kobayashi Hirano Aya's spirited look, Nakahara Nakaka felt relieved, patted his head, and prepared to leave.

"Mr. Chuya."

The corner of the clothes was grabbed, and Nakahara Nakaya looked at Kobayashi Hirano Aya suspiciously, seeing him relying all over his eyes, and whispered softly: "I will wait for you to come back at home, Mr. Nakaya."

boom--!

crit.

As if a mushroom cloud had exploded above his head, Nakahara Chuya fled the scene blushing until he arrived at the mission site and faced the enemy, the heat on his face finally dissipated.

"Mr. Chuya looks so excited today."

"Really, it only took a few minutes and we didn't even have a chance to do it."

"Besides, I always feel that Mr. Chuya is in a good mood today."

On the way to the mission, they deserted openly, and the working dogs of Mafia at the port said that Mr. Chuya was too capable, and they had no room to contribute at all.

Chuya Nakahara is really in a good mood today.

[I will wait for you at home. 】

Just thinking of this sentence, Zhong Yuan felt extremely warm in his heart, and his mood became urgent, wanting to go home and see Aya Hirano.

"Chuya, did something good happen to you today?"

Koyo Ozaki covered her red lips halfway, her eyes were full of interest, she hadn't seen such a happy look in Chuo for a long time, Koyo Ozaki couldn't help but want to find out.

"It's nothing, I just want to complete the task as soon as possible."

Obvious excuse.

Nakahara, who is not good at lying, turned his head too far to cover up his true thoughts, but exposed the teeth marks that even choker couldn't cover up.

"Oh~"

Koyo Ozaki looked at Chuya Nakahara meaningfully, opened his lips slightly, and said slowly, full of jokes: "Chuya, you have someone~"

☆、Nakahara Chuya Four