I Loaded the Love Game

Watanabe lay in bed, thinking about things during the day.

He thought about that sentence repeatedly--

‘You and Kiyano Rin are in such a good relationship that they can’t think calmly, can’t look at her objectively, think about everything from her perspective. ’

It is almost impossible to think calmly and look at it objectively.

Every time I saw Rin Kiyano, Toru Watanabe felt that she had become more beautiful, as if she was shining brightly.

If you want to transcend her eyes, her smile, her beautiful long hair, her clear and awe-inspiring figure like a lake, see what she looks like in the end—

Unless he is not him, otherwise it can't be done anyway.

Kujo Miki came out of the bathroom: "Blow my hair."

Toru Watanabe sat up, adjusted the temperature of the hair dryer, and blew her hair slowly.

Kujo Miki's long hair is very gorgeous. The difference from Rin Kiyano is that one is as black and shiny as lead powder, and the other is as deep and charming as the night.

Miki Kujo closed her eyes, felt the heat from the hair dryer, and let him play with her long hair.

After blowing her hair, she went to the mirror to toss for a while, and when she came back, she lay down on the bed and was pulled into her arms by Watanabe.

He put his arms around her waist from behind, and all parts of his body clung to her back.

"Not today, I have to get up early tomorrow."

"Yeah." The child replied like a child, his forehead resting on his shoulder.

Kujo Miki feels Watanabe's nostalgia for her.

It was very comfortable to be hugged by him in the warm bed.

"It's really difficult to think calmly." Watanabe's breath exhaled through his pajamas and hit her skin.

"What?" she asked, "still thinking about Qingye Rin?"

"I've tried it, and look at her objectively, no way."

"Is it so difficult?"

"It's like I can't treat you objectively." Watanabe nuzzled her back thoroughly.

From his movements, you can feel that he also enjoys hugging her very much.

"Why do you need to treat me objectively? You should be completely biased towards me." Kujo Miki turned her head slightly and looked at him and said.

"Parables, examples."

"That won't work."

"No way, no way." Watanabe Toru looked at her delicate little face, and because of the movement of turning her head back, the hair ran to her face.

He stretched out his hand gently, looked at her rosy lips, and couldn't help kissing her.

After just kissing for a while, Kujo Miki pushed him away-it was more than just kissing if she kissed again.

She turned her back to Watanabe Toru and slightly arched her body in his arms.

"How do you want to treat me objectively?"

Watanabe is not allowed to look at himself objectively, yet he is interested in how he intends to look at himself objectively.

"Really an example."

"Don't be fooled, count you as good."

"That is, I'm smart." Watanabe Toru still hugged her from behind, and just reached her chest with his hand, he was immediately pulled onto her stomach.

"As a reward, I give you permission."

"What is allowed? This?" Watanabe stretched his hand to her abdomen, but was pulled back again.

Slap Watanabe's hand, Kujo Miki said, "Allow me to talk about how to treat me objectively."

"How can I look at it objectively?" Watanabe couldn't move his hands, so he could only put his lips on the snow-white back of her neck. "You used to kill people and had a bad temper. There were so many things to go out for a meal."

Kujo Miki sneered, left Watanabe Toru's arms, turned and kicked him off the edge of the bed.

"Miki?"

"You sleep there today."

"Listen to me." Watanabe Teo crawled back with a smile.

"Sleep." Miki Kujo wrapped her quilt and turned her back to him.

"I can't look at it objectively." Watanabe Toru himself lay on her body and hugged her with the quilt. "Even if you have done a lot of bad things before, and now your personality is still bad and the cleanliness is troublesome, I still like you."

"Do you dare to continue talking?" Kujo Miki turned her face and looked up at him.

"I can't say, Miki is gentle and kind, so wipe my back every day, right?" Watanabe smiled, "If you say this, do you believe it yourself?"

"Believe, why don't you believe it."

"You are really shameless."

"Shameless?" As she said, Miki Kujo was about to kick Watanabe away again.

Watanabe took the opportunity to lift the quilt, got in, and then hugged her tightly from behind.

"open."

"Don't let go."

"Watanabe Toru."

"in."

"I let you go."

"Sleep, sleep, and get up early tomorrow."

Kujo Miki twisted in his arms a few times, and finally stopped moving.

The bedroom was quiet, as if you could hear the wind blowing leaves in the forest.

After a while, Miki Kujo's voice sounded in the darkness:

"Have you kissed enough!"

"Raise your legs." Watanabe Toru's lips moved away from the back of her neck for a while.

"roll!"

Watanabe Toru's lips began to attack his collarbone and chin, and his hands began to be dishonest.

Kujo Miki pressed her hands tightly, her neck was comfortable and itchy, and she twisted twice uncontrollably.

"Said not to do it today!"

"Sister~, raise your leg."

"You want to be shameless, speaking is really disgusting, who is your sister."

"Sister, sister, sister Miki."

Kujo Miki lifted her leg a little bit, Watanabe supported it, and lifted it up again.

"Um-" she moaned undulatingly.

"Sure enough, the two of us still have to do this." Watanabe sighed comfortably.

There was another silence, but this time there was a sound in the bedroom.

After a while, Kujo Miki panted and said, "I said calmly and objectively, not for you to put her and everyone in the same place."

"Hmm."

"Listen to me!"

"You say you say."

"You can't watch and treat her because...well."

The lips parted between the two, and Kujo Miki continued to say while controlling her body:

"You just want me to reconcile with her, and you only need to treat the two of us objectively."

"Sister, if I don't prefer you, who can your character compare to?"

"what did you say?"

"Your own character should..."

"Don't stop."

Toru Watanabe was too lazy to argue and concentrated on his own business.

"Compared with her, this lady's personality is not good enough? Allow you to raise two lovers. Who but me would agree to this kind of thing?"

"Okay, you are the best."

"And it has nothing to do with personality. In terms of reconciliation, you can see how she treats me and how I treat her-this is enough."

"...It makes sense, it is absolutely impossible for the two of you to be friends with someone other than each other."

"Know how to calm down, how to treat her objectively?"

"Actually, I had a little idea this afternoon, and now my thinking is more open."

Kujo Miki sighed, "...what are you going to do?"

"Let her take the initiative to reconcile with you."

"Let her? If you can do it, this lady will wipe your back."

"So actively helping me, do you want to reconcile with her?"

"correct."

Toru Watanabe stopped.

"What's the matter?" Kujo Miki looked back at him.

Seeing that face stained with crimson, sweating intensively, Watanabe stared at her.

"Miki, don't worry about our relationship anymore."

Kujo Miki turned her face away: "I think you like her to give up everything."

"Nothing to give up, you can't give up, I will always belong to you."

"Huh, who knows."

"If you can't look at it objectively, I can't look at you objectively now either."

"It's not that I have a bad temper, and I think I'm troublesome."

"Your temper is cute, and as long as I say, you can always accommodate me. Your troublesome cleanliness is nothing better than this, except for me, I hope you don't touch anything."

"Like me so?"

"Ok."

Toru Watanabe hugged Miki Kujo from behind, buried her face in her beautiful hair.

"From now on, no matter how hot it is, I will wear a jacket, no matter how cold it is, I will take off my clothes."

"...Can you continue? If you don't come, I will sleep."

"Shy?"

"Sleep...hmm-"

◇

After breakfast, on the terrace of the villa, Xiaolian followed Qingye Rin to learn foreign languages.

"The English word for dragonfly is dragonfly, and the spelling is d·r·a·g·o·n·f·l·y."

"Dragonfly."

"Read it again, dragonfly." Kiyano Rin's English is beautiful and standard.

"Dragonfly." Xiaolian learned her accent.

While studying, her eyes always look towards the path leading to the road.

When we left yesterday evening, Kaori told her that she would come to play with her early in the morning, but it was almost eight o'clock that she hadn't come yet.

After learning the three English words "lawn", "finger" and "friend", the bicycle bells of "jingle, jingle" came in my ears.

"Lotus sauce!" A large group of children, all about the same age as her, swarmed in on bicycles.

"Kaori sauce!"

"Go to play?"

Xiaolian looked at Kiyano Rin: "Sister Rin, we want to play with Jiazhijiang."

Rin Kiyano looked at the time, it was exactly eight o'clock.

"Don't go to remote places, remember to call if you have anything." She said to Xiaolian.

"Ok!"

Xiaoren left the terrace and pushed her children's bicycle to Kaori and others. The clothes she bought in Karuizawa were as fashionable and beautiful as the others.

"Kaori-chan, where are you going to play today?" She asked stubbornly.

"Today, we must teach these people to bike first." Kaori pointed to the child with training wheels behind him, and said in the tone of a small adult, "I don't know if they are smart enough, I hope I won't be too troublesome."

"I will be the first to learn!"

"I'm the first!"

A group of little girls became noisy.

"Xiaolian, you can also bike, so let's be a teacher too."

"Oh! We know how to bike, we want to be a teacher!"

A group of children walked away noisily, and the sound of birds in the woods was heard again.

Mrs. Kiyano walked out and glanced at the three people on the terrace: "Xiaolian is gone? She said she would go horseback riding today."

"One day off." Kiyano Rin said, already taking out the book, ready to look.

"How can it work?" Mrs. Kiyono suddenly thought of a good idea. "How about going to play tennis? Come to a game and the person who loses is responsible for today's lunch and dinner."

"All lunch and dinner this month." Watanabe Toru said.

"Very confident, Watanabe-kun." Mrs. Kujo walked out from behind Mrs. Kiyono.

"That's because I don't want to, otherwise it won't be a problem to win the world championship." Watanabe said lazily.

"Since you are the world champion, the four of us will form two pairs and we will take turns to fight with you. It's okay?" Mrs. Kujo patted Watanabe Toru's shoulder.

Kujo Miki stared at her mother's hand.

"Rin," Mrs. Kiyano said happily, "Come on, please."

"School physical education, he used despicable means to deal with me alone, let alone doubles." Kiyano Rin still read the book and said lightly.

"That is for you." Watanabe Toru said, "despair, despair, d·e·s·p·a·i·r."

"Rin, can you continue to let him be so arrogant? I can't stand it anymore." Mrs. Kujo still put his hand on Watanabe Toru.

She spoke to Rin Kiyono, but she was with Toru Watanabe in every way.

Rin Kiyano closed the book: "Who shall I be with? Miki?"

"I also want to make this arrangement, but Miki should not agree to it," said Mrs. Kiyano.

"I'm going to be with Rin." Miki Kujo stared at her mother's hand and said.

"After defeating Watanabe-kun, it's a duel between mother and daughter, to change tennis clothes!" After speaking, Kujo Maki patted Watanabe Toru on the shoulder, turned around and entered the house with Kiyano Yuko.

Watanabe brushed his shoulders thoroughly, as if there was something dirty on it.

Indeed, Mrs. Kujo's conspiracy and tricks—the unscrupulous means to get Miki Kujo and Rin Kiyano together.

Four people put on tennis uniforms, wear tennis caps, and four pairs of long naked legs. Putting them on the court is already a foul—it's easy to get distracted.

"Let's go, Watanabe-kun." The four waited for him outside the villa.

Toru Watanabe turned directly out of the terrace, pinching Miki Kujo's skirt with his fingers and looking up.

"Yeah." He put it down contentedly.

"Ah." The other three looked at him with difficulty.

Their skirts are already long enough to reach the knees, but safety pants cannot be missing anyway.

"Does it look good?" Kujo Miki said, pulling at his ear.

"It looks good." Watanabe nodded, "Safety pants are simply the greatest invention in the world."

"It turned out to be because of this." Mrs. Kiyino covered her mouth and smiled. "Don't you check Rin's?"

"Don't worry, I'm wearing it." Kiyano Rin covered the skirt of her skirt and put on an alert look.

"..."

"Watanabe-kun, I too..."

"Mother Jiutiao, you are all right."

"Knowing that I am my mother, why don't you help me get the racket." Mrs. Kujo changed her face instantly, posing as she was wearing a kimono, and taught in a gentle, majestic tone.

"Miki." Watanabe patted the little hand on his ears, motioning to release, and he was going to get the racket.

"Ok?"

"That, my mother called me."

Looking at this scene, Mrs. Kujo and Mrs. Kiyono laughed out loud.

When I came to the tennis court surrounded by green trees, maybe because it was still early, only two girls were playing.

The action looks very professional, the tennis clothes are amazingly short, but there are safety pants.

Watanabe Toru stood on the field and said arrogantly, "Which group will come first?"

Kiyano Rin sneered and took the racket onto the court, showing the same arrogance.

Kujo Miki glanced at Kiyano Rin, and followed him onto the court.

"One goal, one point, you must win very first!" Mrs. Kiyano became a referee.

Toru Watanabe serves first.

He patted the tennis ball on the ground, then threw it into the sky, and slapped the ball with a light swipe.

Standing in front, Rin Kiyano easily hit the ball back at a tricky angle.

To the left of the tennis court, Watanabe caught it accurately.

Kiyo Rin was about to move, and stopped when he heard the footsteps behind.

With the sound of sneakers stepping on the grass, Kujo Miki jumped up and hit the ball to the far right of the court in a graceful and powerful posture.

"Long live Miki-sama!" While shouting, Watanabe ran to hit the ball back.

As soon as the voice fell, Qing Ye Rin hit the ball with a sharp drop as soon as he crossed the net.

"Not bad, not bad." Watanabe Toru has a flexible footstep and a healthy body. He ran to the net and easily hit the ball back.

Miki Kujo swung hard again, and the ball shot to the back of the court like a bullet.

"Long live Miki-sama!" Watanabe jumped up and hit the ball back.

There, Rin Kiyano was at another tricky angle, hitting Toru Watanabe to the left.

"Actually, I'm a second swordsman!" Watanabe quickly exchanged rackets and hit the ball back.

Actually, I didn't want to do this deliberately, but looking at the beautiful legs and flying skirts of the two eldest ladies, it is inevitable that the mood will be high.

"This is to feed the ball." The two wives watched you come and go, a tennis match that lasted until the end of the world.

The angles of the two eldest ladies are very tricky, and they are doubles. The last ball hits one to the far left, and the next one hits the other to the far right.

If you change to someone else, even if you can cope for a while, but after a period of time, you will be exhausted and unable to run your legs.

But Watanabe remembered it with ease, and shot it back at the angle where it was the easiest to be caught.

Coming and going, Kiyano was so tired that he threw the tennis racket to the ground.

Although Kujo Miki often eats, she just keeps her body healthy, without exercise, her physical strength doesn't increase much, and it won't work soon.

Because he was too tired, no matter how hard he could catch the ball, Watanabe Toru "easily" won.

"How much energy does this guy have?" Kiyano Rin sat on the bench.

Watanabe ran all over the field, yelling "Long live Miki-sama", "Good shot", "Wow, despicable Kiyono" and so on.

"You can't imagine it." Kujo Miki drank, "Do you know why I can't get up in the morning?"

Rin Kiyono looked at her coldly, and Kujo Miki took another sip.

Two wives enter the court.

"Watanabe-kun, we won't let you rest."

"Don't say we can't win by force."

"No, come on."

Mrs. Kiyano served the ball in a decent way, looking as agile as her daughter.

Watanabe hit the tennis ball with a racket like a knife.

"boom!"

The ball hit Mrs. Kiyano's feet at a super high speed, and then bounced out of bounds.

"Hey, Watanabe-kun," Mrs. Kiyono responded. "You weren't like that just now."

"World champions, of course, have different styles of play."

"Just to my liking." Mrs. Kujo held the racket with both hands. "The slow game just now~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I didn't even look interesting. Let's have a real game."

Toru Watanabe serves.

Toss the ball, the ball seems to be thrown into the cloud; to jump, it seems to fly.

"boom!"

The ball has hit the wire fence behind the two wives.

"Hey, Watanabe-kun, you didn't play like this just now." Mrs. Kujo said.

That attitude, obviously has forgotten the thing about wanting a real game just now.

"Two wives," Watanabe Toru said, "I am the only one who is special."

"Wow, they are so bold." Mrs. Kiyono said like a girl. At the same time, Mrs. Kujo secretly delivered the ball.

Toru Watanabe steps left with his left leg, swings his arm, and returns with a super high-speed ball.

"One is my best friend and the other is my girlfriend."

"Watanabe-kun, look quickly." Mrs. Kujo turned around, her skirt flying.

Mrs. Kiyano scored a serve-Ming Ming ferry to Watanabe Toru to serve.

"Who wants to see the aunt's safety pants!" Watanabe Toru drew the ball back.

Mrs. Kujo took the racket and walked over with a cold face, holding her arms.

"Wrong wrong, sorry!"

"Hey!" Mrs. Kiyino served secretly.

The ball smashed through the air and bounced to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Great! 1:0!"

Mrs. Kujo, who was fighting just now, and Mrs. Kiyono happily high-five.

"Forget the sneak attack, how about my three-pointer?" Watanabe Toru shouted.

"It was warming up just now!"

"Referee!" Watanabe Toru shouted from the two young ladies.

"1:0" said Miki Kujo.

"I protest! The player bought the referee, and it was a family relationship!"

"The protest is invalid and the original verdict is upheld."

"How about classmate Kiyano who never lied!"

Classmate Qingye was looking at the floating clouds in the distance to relieve the chest tightness after strenuous exercise.