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It was also pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

Hirakawa Hideo opened his eyes.

Now he is sober.

The air conditioner was blowing cold air, and the temperature in the room was much lower than outside.Originally, the weather didn’t really need to turn on the air conditioner, at least if it was Xuemu herself, she wouldn’t be able to turn it on. She was very afraid of the cold, but because Ping Chuanxiu’s quilt was too hot, she turned on the air conditioner specially, and adjusted the temperature to a very high temperature. Low.

The breathing from the tip of the nose is very shallow.

Her leg was pressed against his own, and it was a little warm.This is very strange, although my aunt is so afraid of the cold, but her body is always warmer than her own.

Hirakawa Hideo opened his eyes.

He was still waiting for his aunt to fall asleep.

The body remained motionless, afraid of accidentally waking up the aunt.

for a long time.

Hirakawa Hideo finally couldn't bear the stiff posture, and turned sideways.

After the eyes have adapted to the darkness, the outlines of some things can be faintly seen. Although they are not very clear, they can barely be recognized.

Auntie's face is close at hand.

She seemed to be asleep, her breathing was steady and shallow.

Hirakawa Hideo opened his eyes wide, but still he could only see some blurred outlines.But in the darkness, with the faint silhouette, Hideo Hirakawa could be sure that Auntie seemed to be really asleep.

He was relieved.

If my aunt finds out that I'm still awake, I still don't know how to deal with it.

Thinking that her aunt had fallen asleep, Ping Chuanxiu became a little more courageous.

With a little curiosity that he rarely saw his aunt's sleeping face, and a faint strange impulsiveness, he groped forward in the dark and moved a little closer.

Nearly.

I can vaguely hear my aunt's shallow breathing.

Hirakawa Hideo stared at Auntie's face without blinking.

He wanted to see his aunt's face clearly.

But even if it is so close, the outline is only a little clearer, and there is still a long way to go to see it clearly. Unless the lights are turned on, or there is some other light, there is no way to see clearly.

The night tonight was extraordinarily quiet and still.

That smear of darkness seemed to cover the whole world, at least in Ping Chuanxiu's eyes, this night without stars and moon was too dark.

He couldn't see his aunt's sleeping face clearly, Hirakawa Xiu was a little disappointed, he put his hands on his chest, he didn't dare to make any big movements, he was very careful not to wake up the sleeping person in front of him.

This posture is a bit awkward.

He clasped his hands in front of his chest, not daring to move, but he wanted to change his position. He used to sleep with the quilt in his arms, but now his arms were so empty that he was not used to it.

Stepped back a little.

Put some distance between your body and aunt's.

The head is pressed against the pillow, and the pillow is sandwiched between the shoulders and the neck.

Ping Chuanxiu was afraid that she was still so close to her aunt, so she couldn't help reaching out and hugging her as a pillow.

He resisted the urge to hug his aunt in the past, adjusted his posture, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

Although my thoughts were flying, I still didn't dare to do anything to my aunt.

In front of his aunt, Hirakawa Hideo is sometimes very courageous and sometimes very timid. Basically, he doesn't dare to do things that might make his aunt angry unless he can't help it.

The windows were closed, the curtains were not drawn, and it was pitch black outside, except for the lights on the road in the distance that condensed together and emitted a very small light.

Hirakawa Hideo fell asleep.

He lay quietly, and soon fell asleep with some anticipation for the future.

Nothing seemed to happen that night.

It seems that many things have happened.

----Dividing line----

Chapter 120

----Dividing line----

When Ping Chuanxiu woke up, it was already dawn.

This day is a sunny day, not as cloudy and rainy as yesterday, the sky is gray and full of haze, today the sky is clear.

The air conditioner was still on and it was still cold inside.

Hirakawa Hideo opened his eyes, but what caught his eyes was an unfamiliar pretense.

Bright sunlight came in from the closed transparent windows, illuminating the entire room.

The decoration is a bit simple, but it still reveals a delicate taste when matched with the beds and cabinets that don't look cheap inside.

He was lying on a larger bed, covered with a thick quilt, and the tip of his nose was filled with a refreshing aroma.

Ping Chuanxiu was stunned, and then what happened last night came like a tide.

I was kicked out of the room by sister Yang Nai, and had no quilt, so I had to go to my aunt for help.

Aunt let herself stay in her room to sleep.

After that.

After turning off the lights, in the dark room, the aunt leaned down and secretly kissed herself.

Thinking of that scene, it seemed as if the memory had been restored on the forehead, and there was a slight tingling and numbness around that circle.

Ping Chuanxiu's hand caressed his forehead, and the memory of the late night slowly emerged, and he opened his eyes wide.

It seems that because he was afraid of the cold, the aunt also got in when he was asleep, and he slept on the same quilt with the aunt.

then.

Then, the aunt fell asleep soundly.

I didn't seem to be able to sleep or something, so I did that to my aunt.

That kind of thing.

Ping Chuanxiu still put his left hand on his forehead, his eyes opened wide for a moment, and his expression seemed a little shocked.

He remembered.

In a daze about what he did to his aunt.

……

the night before.

Perhaps it was because he was thrown out by Tomoki Yamashita once in the car in the morning. Hideo Hirakawa was very tired that day, and he took many naps between classes, which caused him to be depressed all the time.

Even when Yang Nai teased him to come out to sleep, he was not in the mood to argue with Yang Nai.

However, waking up after taking a nap for a while can easily make people in a half-awake and half-drowsy state, very sleepy but a little refreshed.

Especially just because of auntie's actions, I was excited for a long time.

A person who has been thinking for a long time in the dark with his eyes open will naturally feel sleepier than before. In addition, Hirakawa Hideo was very tired, so he closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

However, in this state, his sleep is very light, his body is exhausted, but his brain nerves are extremely active, and his brain is always running. From a small thing he read in the book during the day, he thinks of other things in reality, and from reality, he thinks about his previous experiences. Some things that have passed, speculating on what I thought during those times...

Like many long and tiring dreams, unhappy and more exhausting dreams.

And when he was thinking about these things, his senses were still perceiving the outside world.

A familiar and refreshing fragrance faintly wafted from the tip of his nose, and the sound of the air conditioner operating was very subtle, but somehow it became very clear to his ears.

The quilt is made of down, thick but not heavy, and it won't feel oppressive or stuffy when covered, and it doesn't feel good for Hirakawa Hideo when it touches her body lightly.

Hirakawa Hideo fell asleep in a daze, half asleep and half awake for a long time.

It was pitch black in front of his eyes, but he just couldn't fall into a deep sleep like usual.

My mind was thinking about things, I couldn't tell if I was dreaming or thinking about something.

The night is deep.

Looking down from the sky, the bright city lights seem to have dimmed a little.

Especially the outskirts of the country are already dark.

Near the small house, there are too many fireworks and few people here, and it is very quiet at night like this.

It was so quiet that it seemed that the whole world had fallen asleep.

In the dark bedroom, the lights have been turned off for a long time, and the two people on the bed seem to have fallen asleep, but the younger-looking boy next to him doesn't seem to have slept well, his brows are slightly frowned, and he adjusts his sleeping position from time to time .

There was also a quilt on the left side of the bed, but it was shriveled inside, the quilt was limp and sunken, and there was no one inside.

On the right side of the bed, Ping Chuanxiu, who had taken off her shirt and never put it back on, and Xuemu, who only wore a nightgown, lay together and slept under the same quilt.

They are very close.

Although Ping Chuanxiu was afraid that she would not be able to control herself and her aunt would blame her, she moved a little further away, but the quilt was only a small place, the air conditioner was turned down very low, and the air outside was very cold, Ping Chuanxiu was actually still next to her auntie.

It is also difficult to pay attention to keeping a distance when you are half asleep and half awake.

Soon, Ping Chuanxiu's body gradually approached Xuemu unconsciously, and finally even turned over and pressed Xuemu under her body as a pillow to hug her.

With her hands on her waist, she wore a nightgown as thin as a cicada's wings.

His left leg stretched across hers.

Her nightgown was pulled up a little while she was sleeping, or before, and her legs were almost exposed.

The legs rest on the smooth and plump thigh surface, which is very comfortable.

In his sleep, Hirakawa Hideo seemed to have sensed the change in the environment, and his slightly frowning brows relaxed a little, and his irritated expression due to poor sleep quality eased a lot.

Maybe it was so comfortable, Hirakawa Hideo hugged a little tighter as usual with a pillow.

His head also stretched out, pressing on her shoulder.

The aroma at the tip of the nose became a little stronger, and Hirakawa took a few sips lightly.

Just like that, holding Xuemu in a not sober state, rubbing his face on her shoulder.

This is just an instinctive action to make myself comfortable, not soberly out of lust.

Ping Chuanxiu continued to hug her, and the expression on her face gradually eased, as if she was very comfortable.

However, Snow Mother in her sleep didn't seem to think so.

She didn't wake up, her body instinctively rejected the feeling that something was pressing on it, and gently pushed up Hirakawa Hideo's leg that was on her lap, but it might be because of her deep sleep, she didn't have much strength, and pushed softly Pushed it down and didn't push it away.

Instead, under the struggle, the quilt was lifted a little.

Mother Xue pushed it a few times in her sleep, but gave up without pushing it away. Her pretty brows were slightly frowned, but she didn't wake up.

Hirakawa Hideo rubbed his face back and forth on his shoulders, and his rough breath hit his neck and shoulders, making it itchy.

It's not comfortable.

The originally shallow breathing seemed to become a little more rapid.

The breath in front of him smelled very nice and familiar, Hirakawa took a few deep breaths unconsciously.

Xuemu twisted her body a few times.

I want to get rid of Hirakawa Hideo's hug and the strange feeling between the necks.

If it weren't for the close and familiar feeling of the person on her body, Mother Xue might have woken up long ago.

She instinctively rejected this kind of intimate behavior, but the person on her body made her very relaxed, and her body was very close to him.

Comfortable and a little uncomfortable.

That seems to be the feeling.

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