The Elegant Life of the Maodao Family

No matter how I think about it, I can't think of the exact reason.

If it was simply that Mao Dao had changed his mind, he could only leave silently, but the irritability of not being convinced and unable to make a conclusion seemed impossible to dissipate immediately.

I thought we would be together forever.Although he was determined to live together, he was very confused because he had no idea of ​​how to deal with the breakup.

He even just thought that if Mao Dao-shi wanted, he could introduce Mao Dao-shi to his parents.

Does love always end suddenly like this?

Indeed, at the beginning, I also tried my best to do things suddenly...

When he sighed heavily, there was the sound of the door closing behind him.

Leaning his elbows on the armrest of the chair and propping his cheeks, immersed in his thoughts, he turned his head slowly and found Mao Dao's figure in front of the door.It seems that he just came back from the outside. The casual suit without tie is very suitable for Mao Dao. Compared with when he is wearing a formal suit, his hair is just a little parted on both sides.

The culprit who annoyed him came home at an unexpected time.Now outside still do not know the time of dusk.

"It's early."

He suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart and smiled as much as possible.All kinds of thoughts in his heart were tangled, but he knew very well that he couldn't vent it on Mao Dao.

Although he couldn't even say to Mao Dao, "Come and sit here.", Mao Dao took the initiative to come over.

Ah, maybe it's finally time.

While making mental preparations, he waited for Mao Dao to come to his side.

The reason why Mao Dao came back so early was probably because he was planning to make it clear to him as soon as possible, to settle the relationship around him, and so on?It must be because it makes it easier to focus on dating a new lover.He presumes so arbitrarily.

"Aren't you going to come back after eating dinner outside?"

Mao Dao did not sit on the empty chair, but stopped beside him.Therefore, he needs to look up at Mao Dao.

"Changed my mind."

Mao Dao said in a cold tone as usual.

"I don't want to eat French food tonight."

"...Is that so?"

It is common for Mao Dao to say some abrupt words.Although I was wondering, do you want to eat Chinese food, Italian food or Japanese food?However, he felt that even if he asked, there was no special meaning. Besides, for him, it would be more pleasant for Mao Dao to have dinner with him tonight, as it would be too lonely to sit alone at a large dining table.If this is the case, he would rather choose to move out of Maodao Mansion and rent an apartment by himself as before.

Without warning, Chishima put her slender fingers on his shoulder, and bent down.

"what?"

He was startled only for a moment.

Soft lips sucked his lips.

He widened his eyes at the unexpected kiss, but the desire he had accumulated for a long time soon overcame the surprise, and he concentrated on lusting for Mao Dao-shi's lips instead.

"Well……"

Kashima-san gasped as his tongue was entangled.

He pulled Mao Dao's slender body closer, let him sit on his lap, and hugged his back tightly.

"Woooo!"

Sure enough, I can't leave you, and I don't want to let you go.

A drum of surging passion surged up, churning in his heart.

"Do you want to break up with me?"

Holding Mao Daoshi who was short of breath due to the aftertaste of kissing, his heart ached terribly.

"But I don't want to let you go."

"When did I say that?"

Mashima said in a sullen voice.

He relaxed his arms a little, looking at Mao Dao's beautiful and fair face.The lips that were flushed from the kiss were moist and shiny. After wiping the saliva overflowing from the corner of his mouth with the pulp of his thumb, he pressed a kiss that was only limited to a light peck.

Mao Dao stared at him face to face, showing a mixed expression of anger and shame, and his ears turned red.

"Don't jump to conclusions."

Hearing Mao Dao's unexpected answer, he still deeply doubted whether he could believe it.

"Then what's with your recent indifference?"

He felt very troubled and painful because of this incident.

"That's because I reflected on the past."

"What happened before?"

When he asked whether it meant Mao Dao's self-willedness during the Obon Festival, Mao Dao lowered his head slightly and replied, "Yes."

Reflection.

He never thought that Mao Dao would say that word, and he was speechless for a moment.

He pressed his increasingly confused head with the palm of his hand, and had an ominous premonition that he might be a big fool.

"I feel that if... if I always want to stay by your side, I will be disgusted and disliked by you soon... I am very scared."

Mao Dao said in a hesitant tone.

"So, I'm thinking, to cultivate a little habit of acting alone."

Mrs. Maodao said that, to put it bluntly, it was actually the reason for ignoring him indifferently and leaving the mansion frequently.

He felt that he was relieved from the painful and uneasy feeling of not knowing what to do so far, and he stood up from the chair vigorously.Of course Mao Dao was also forced to stand up together.

"I understand."

He maintained his standing posture this time, and hugged Mao Daoshi tightly with all his strength.

"I understand your intention clearly."

Because he was hugging too hard, Mao Dao seemed to be writhing and struggling uncomfortably, but he didn't relax his arms, and pressed a kiss on the back of his neck so hard that it would leave bruises.It doesn't matter if it will be seen by others, not only that, but he also wants to clearly declare to people that the Maodao family is his.

"Can I hug you right here?"

"Don't ask me anything."

Mao Dao tried to turn his face away.

"I said... I don't want to eat French food tonight."

So it seems that what Mao Dao wants to eat tonight is not the cuisine of any country in the world, but his appearance.

A smile naturally broke out on his face.

"You are still unpredictable."

"But..." He pulled Chiujima's chin and turned his face back to the front.

Mao Dao's eyes were already wet with lust, very attractive.

"I must be the only one who can be your partner. I'm such a fool. I flinched because of some unfounded delusions, and I almost gave up the most important thing."

"I like you all the time."

The two kissed like a magnet.

"I only liked you."

There is probably no falsehood or exaggeration in this sentence, it is Mao Dao's sincere words.

He could believe it with all his heart.

Mao Dao's skin, which he touched only a week later, was hot and passionate.

After letting the naked Mao Dao lie on the sofa by the window, he used his lips and fingers to explore his whole body without missing a single spot, and then pushed his waist into Mao Dao's open legs.

Mao Dao let out an unbearable whine that blended pleasure and distress, raised his pointed chin, and exposed his slender neck unsuspectingly.He pushed his standing self deeper into Mao Dao's body, and slid his lips over Mao Dao's chin and neck soothingly.

Mao Dao let out a small panting sound, wrapped his arms around his strong neck, and clung to him tightly.

"I've always wanted you so much."

He slowly pumped his waist.

Mao Dao wailed like a trance.

When he rubbed back and forth on the completely melted and wet part with his thick and hard body, the lustful wet sound echoed in the quiet small room with glass curtains, making the two of them more and more lustful.

Outside is the beautiful backyard of Maodao Mansion, and it is hard to guarantee that no one will pass by the window.

What's more, the door of the living room may be opened at any time, and Hatano or the servant woman will bring tea, or come to insert freshly cut flowers.

Even so, he still wanted to hug Maodao here.

In any case, he didn't want to flirt gracefully and slowly in the bedroom, but was driven by strong desire, and even wanted to bury himself in Maodao's body in a rough and impetuous manner.

When he slowly accelerated the movement of his waist, Mao Dao's lips began to let out muffled weeping sounds, his fair cheeks were flushed passionately, and the hair scattered on the pillow became more and more messy.

He gnawed the buds on both sides of Maodao's chest alternately several times, and combed his hair from his sweaty forehead to the back of his head.

He clearly felt that he had always longed for Mao Dao.

"Although you may not mean that, but I don't want to be left out by you like this again."

Push in hard, then back out, then aim at the sensitive part and stimulate that point with the glans like drawing a picture.When a man receives this kind of stimulation, he will be helpless.

"Ahhh!"

Mao Dao's front was stiff and stretched, and the front was wet.As long as you fiddle with the glove a little, you should be able to climax immediately, right?The reason why he deliberately didn't do this was because he wanted to get revenge on Kayushima-san for making him worry, and the idea of ​​masculine pride that he wanted the other party to climax just by the stimulation from the rear was mixed in delicate proportions.

"Although I can tolerate your wayward behavior in summer, I can't bear that you make me feel uneasy for no reason."

"I know, I won't do it next time." Mao Dao cried and begged him to forgive himself.

Mao Dao's frantic appearance is very attractive.

Urged by the tightly contracted inner walls, he couldn't help but focus on his own pleasure.

Hold up the slender waist, maintain the normal position to stimulate Maodao, and release it internally first.

Mao Dao also had spasms all over his body, and climbed to the top at the same time as his orgasm.

He held Mao Dao's body tightly and waited for both of them to calm down, then let Mao Dao only raise his waist to lie on the sofa, and then inserted the wet and twitching entrance from behind again.Mao Dao wailed impatiently, but he never intended to push him away.

"I love you."

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