Jinguji Kiyohime was leaning over the desk, with rice paper spread out in front of her.
Seeing that she didn't notice his arrival, Izumi Tetsu quietly walked behind her.
[Or take the embrace of others and realize the words within a room...]
When the girl saw this, she suddenly felt someone hugging her from behind.
Feeling the familiar embrace and warmth, Jinguji Kiyohime's tense body relaxed.
She stood up and snuggled into his arms.
"Izumi-kun, why are you back so early? Are you not going to continue dating Mika?"
"What kind of date is that?"
Izumi Tetsu grunted, touched the girl's lightly scented neck with his lips and nose, and bit it lightly.
Jinguji Kiyohime raised her neck and let out a slight breath.
"call--"
"Qingji, I like your taste."
"Um!"
He originally responded softly, but couldn't help but raise his tone.
Unable to stop Izumi Toru's hand, she could only endure her shyness and let him.
The hem of the skirt is slightly raised, and the pure white stockings are gradually revealed.
The lace-edged socks fit closely with the skin of the legs, and the fine marks were almost invisible because the girl was so thin.
Another person who is suitable for wearing white stockings is Amakusa Mei. She has a petite figure and looks cute in them.
Comparing the two, Jinguji Kiyohime's almost pathological frailty and slenderness made his heart move more.
The strong desire to destroy and protect were intertwined, and the mixed feeling made his breathing quicken.
"Izumi-kun~"
Jinguji Kiyohime's voice trembled.
It sounds like begging, but it also sounds like coquettishness.
"Qingji, your legs are very thin."
"...Then, then Izumi...kun...like...?"
I couldn't tell whether it was itching or something else, but the girl's voice became more and more trembling and her body became weaker and weaker.
"I like it so much that I want to eat you one bite at a time."
Jinguji Kiyohime suddenly lost all her strength and her eyes were misty.
"Where... where should we start eating... first?"
"Start with your fingers."
Izumi Toru grabbed her hand and bit it gently.
The force is very light.
She couldn't feel the pain, and the girl's heart felt empty.
"Please let me feel more pain, Izumi-kun."
Jinguji Kiyohime's prayer made Izumi Toru bite her finger hard.
"Well!"
The girl cried out in pain.
Izumi Tetsu felt a little distressed and relaxed.
This made the girl feel disappointed again.
"Not enough, not enough..."
The girl's voice sounded like she was crying.
Izumi Tetsu had no choice but to comply with her request.
It was clear that her fingers hurt so much that tears flashed in the corners of her eyes, but Jinguji Kiyohime had a happy smile on her face.
That's it……
…
The girl's slender fingers had deep tooth marks. If the tooth marks were any deeper, they would turn into wounds.
Jinguji Kiyohime raised her aching finger and bit it lightly.
Where the teeth marks between the two of them met, the residual pain spread from her fingertips to her heart, and she chuckled.
Jinguji Kiyohime's posture at this moment was so beautiful that Izumi Toru's mind was completely immersed in it and he could not extricate himself.
Until she retracted her fingers and raised her head.
"Izumi-kun, I feel your love for me."
Izumi Toru felt his mouth was dry at the moment. He licked his dry lips and asked: "Qing Ji, is this enough?"
"Um?"
Jinguji Kiyohime was stunned for a moment, but looking at Izumi Toru's eyes that seemed to eat her, she seemed to understand something.
"Izumi-kun, what do you want... to do?"
At this moment, the girl's voice was trembling not because of nervousness and fear, but because of anticipation.
Izumi Tetsu pouted at the "Preface to the Lanting Collection" written behind her.
"Qingji, do you like this calligraphy very much?"
Although she didn't know why he suddenly asked this, Jinguji Kiyohime still nodded.
"I like it the most! Among all the words, I like this one the best!"
This was Izumi Tetsu's best word collection that she had ever collected.
"Sit on it."
Upon hearing this, the girl's lips opened slightly.
"ah?"
She can't understand.
Izumi Toru did not explain, but picked up new rice paper and covered it with her, holding her in his arms and letting her sit on the rice paper.
"Izumi-kun, this will damage this painting..." Jinguji Kiyohime struggled to get down.
"Don't move. The more you move, the greater the chance that this word will be damaged."
Izumi Toru's warning made Jinguji Kiyohime immediately afraid to move.
At this time, Izumi Toru slowly stretched his hand towards the button on her collar that was blocked by the lace.
…
The girl was so shy that she was shaking all over, but because she didn't dare to move, she could only endure it with all her strength.
She bit her lips lightly and prayed to Izumi Toru:
"Izumi-kun, can you...change a place...not, not here..."
Izumi Toru stared at the unbearable brightness in front of him without blinking.
"I'm not satisfied with just eating my fingers. Qingji won't be satisfied either, right?"
Then, she saw Izumi Toru lowering his head and approaching slowly.
Jinguji Kiyohime finally understood what he was going to do next.
Her body tensed instantly.
Nervousness, shyness, pain, stimulation, fear, happiness, and many more indescribable things filled Jinguji Kiyohime's brain.
She pressed her hands on the edge of the desk to reduce her weight on the "Preface to the Lanting Collection".
But for the convenience of Izumi Toru, she had to lean her body back.
The slender swan's neck was tilted back, and the mist in the girl's eyes became thicker and thicker.
The girl blossomed with intoxicating beauty at this moment. Izumi Toru was addicted to it, and the girl herself also fell into it.
All the bright beauty in front of Jinguji Seihime was blocked by his body, and the setting sun could only reflect Izumi Tetsu's clothes into a blood-red color.
In the corner of the window, a girl with messy hair peeked out of her head.
Wearing a hairpin decorated with a black cat on her head.
But Izumi Toru didn't see it.
Jinguji Kiyohime saw it from the beginning.
But she didn't intend to pay attention to it, not to mention that she didn't have time to pay attention to the current situation.
Suddenly, the girl's brows suddenly frowned.
At this time, Izumi Toru finally raised his head.
"Qingji, do you want to taste it? Your taste."
"Eh?"
The girl was stunned for a moment, and then she was kissed on the lips by Izumi Toru.
She finally understood what he said.
This made her couldn't help but hit him on the shoulder.
How embarrassing.
But she realized that she was sitting on her favorite piece of writing, and she hurriedly pressed her hand back.
Izumi Tetsu could feel it. At this moment, the girl was more nervous, shy and more delicious than before.
But at the same time, he also had a vague feeling.
It became increasingly difficult for me to resist her smiles.
Her unreserved, tolerant, and morbidly hot love was like poison, dyeing herself with the color she wanted most.
Tear!
The rice paper on the desk suddenly made a tearing sound.
Jinguji Kiyohime's pupils shrank for a moment.
Then, she released her hand from the edge of the desk, hooked her arms around Izumi Toru's neck, and began to kiss him hard.
Since it has been destroyed, there is no need to be nervous.
Compared to satisfying Izumi-kun, my heartache and regret are not worth mentioning.