Halfway through the kiss, Miki Kyujo suddenly pushed Toru Watanabe away.

"Did you eat ice cream?" she asked.

"Can you taste this?" Watanabe Tsuki felt a little incredible. He didn't taste what Miki Miki had eaten in the morning at all.

Seeing that Miki Kujo looks ugly, he quickly promised: "I will brush my teeth next time!"

"Brush your teeth?" She snorted with anger, "I didn't expect to leave it for me to eat, but I dare to say I love me?"

"...You said this. Didn't you taste it?"

Miki Kujo said nothing, and put her hand on his waist. Before she could do anything, she heard Watanabe Tsubaki change her words and say, "Buy, buy, buy! Go now!"

"I can't walk." Her hands began to slowly exert force.

"I carry you! I carry you! This is OK!" Shiro Watanabe squatted in front of the chair.

Originally, he only wanted to let him run away once, but looking at the back of Tsuku Watanabe squatting down, Miki Kujo smiled, as if she was about to pounce him down, and put her hands around his neck.

"Let's go."

From the small ramp in the middle of the bushes, the two left the Yakugawa River and headed to the nearby commercial street.

On the way.

"Hand rules."

"I haven't carried anyone on my back, I'm just looking for the most suitable posture."

Toru Watanabe's hand slid down from Miki Kyujo's round and soft buttocks, supporting his plump and tight thighs.

The strange feeling on her buttocks disappeared, and Miki Kujo could finally enjoy the fun of being covered with the first time.

The two people's bodies were in contact with each other, and the heat came from the place where they were in contact, especially Shiro Watanabe's side face. The more they looked, the more comfortable they felt, and they always wanted someone to rub it with their faces.

Miki Kyujo pressed her side face against his solid and thick shoulders.

Close your eyes, the turbulent flow of the Kasugawa River, the chirping of wild birds, the warm wind blowing through the hair, and Watanabe Shiro's even breathing, playing a harmonious lullaby.

This autumn morning makes people sleepy.

"Meiji, have you received special radio waves?"

"Radio wave?" Miki Kujo, who was about to fall asleep, asked in a burnout tone.

"Look." Shiro Watanabe squeezed her leg with his right hand.

Miki Kujo barely looked to the right, her furry face was looking at her, and her orange dog face was smiling like he was saying hello.

It was the Shiba Inu that old man carried.

"Radio wave, I'll let you radio wave." Miki Kyujo tightened Tsuku Watanabe's neck and pointed it at his ear and bit it.

"It hurts!"

"You hurt if I didn't exert force?"

"No, it's not good to drool into your ears... Wait, don't really bite!"

After buying ice cream at the nearest store, the two returned to Kamakawa and sat on a bench under the shade of maple leaves.

"Open your mouth." Miki Kyujo ordered.

"ah--"

Just when Watanabe Toru thought she was going to give herself a bite? Miki Kyujo took a bite of ice cream by herself.

She stood up? Put the small mouth of ice cream on her pink tongue and let it slowly slide into Watanabe Tetsu's mouth.

"Hmm?!" Watanabe Tsuku's eyes widened.

Miki Kyujo smiled proudly: "This is the punishment for letting me eat the residue in your mouth? No? It's a reward."

"Hmm? Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes!"

Listening to Watanabe Tsuku's speechless protest, she ordered with a cold face: "Give me a quick meal. I'll take you one bite, you must eat me two."

Shiro Watanabe suddenly reached out to her shoulders? He made her bend her upper body slightly? Two mouths of the same height were pressed together, and the ice cream that had melted into small balls was returned to her.

Miki Kyujo was caught off guard and swallowed it in one go.

"What are you doing!" She wiped the liquid from the corner of her mouth {does not know whose saliva or ice cream}? She said angrily? "It's so dirty!"

"I tasted a little and it felt delicious, so I want you to try it too." Watanabe Tetsu said, pointing his finger at her mouth.

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Miki Kujo sneered, and murderous aura gradually appeared in her eyes.

"Of course you are not, but you forgot? I am a fool." Shiro Watanabe reached out to grab the ice cream? He took a bite and took Miki Miki in his arms.

"Um--"

...

After eating the ice cream? It was almost noon, the two of them planned to go to another place for dinner.

Just next to Yakura? There is a cute flower shop, and several housewives who have bought potted plants stand in front of the door. They stare at Yakura without doing anything? The river breeze is blowing.

"Do you have any flowers you like?" asked Toru Watanabe.

"I'm too lazy to take it." Miki Kyujo replied.

So, Watanabe Tetsu held her hand and walked towards the road.

After a few steps, his hand was thrown away by Miki Kyujo.

"What's wrong?" Shiro Watanabe looked at her in confusion.

"I'm tired." Miki Kyujo held her arms and looked at the telephone poles crisscrossing in the distance.

"I'm still tired after sitting for so long?"

"You mean I'm lying to you?"

“Isn’t it?”

Miki Kyujo suddenly glared at me.

Before she opened her mouth and got angry, Watanabe Tsuki smiled and reached out to her: "Okay OK, let's go, let's go buy flowers."

With a "slap", Miki Kyujo opened his hand and walked straight to the road without looking back.

No matter what conflicts the two had, how unreasonable she was, Watanabe Takashi would definitely follow her, and Miki Kujo has such confidence.

If it's all because of love - this thought has taken the upper hand for a second and she pressed it down.

The way of meeting and the gap in identity doomed to be simply love.

As long as he is hers, that's fine...

"Aren't you tired? Don't spend it? If you don't want to take it, I can help you get it." Watanabe Tsuku's smile came from behind, and Miki Kujo speeded up.

She stopped until the traffic light at the intersection.

Watanabe Shiro walked to her and took her hand naturally.

Miki Kyujo glanced at him disdainfully, but unexpectedly found that his eyes were across the road, not on her, and he was aiming at his feet without hesitation.

"Um?"

Watanabe Tsuki turned his head, his eyes intertwined, and he looked at her with a soft look.

"What are you doing when you step on me?" said Toru Watanabe, speaking with a gentle tone and a smile on his lips.

Miki Kujo was obviously angry, but her heart beat faster by him. She felt that she actually had an ordinary girl's reaction, and her face became even colder.

Then, another kick.

"Can you change your foot?"

"Are you scared [Biquge www.sbiquge.co]?"

"What's there to be afraid of between the two of us? I just don't want to make you angry and unhappy."

Miki Kyujo pursed her lips disdainfully and did not refute.

With the current relationship between the two, as long as they are not cheating or betrayal, she will not do anything to Watanabe Tsuku.

As for other things, such as, even if you have to punish me, it will be after closing the bedroom door at night.

The green light illuminated, making a dripping chronograph sound, and the two of them held hands and stepped onto the zebra crossing.

An elderly couple opposite each other supported each other and passed by the young ones.

Because after listening to the Chengdu version of "Kyoto", there is a mention of "Hanamiji Road", the lunch location is selected as "Hanamiji Road".

This is the oldest and famous flower street in the island country, and the filming place of "Memoirs of Geisha". Both sides are full of ancient and natural old buildings.

On the clean street, with high buns, beautiful kimono, and geisha with white faces, Pingting Tingting walked over and sometimes disappeared into the curtains of a certain store.

The dining location is a high-end restaurant with geisha performances. It is said that no one can recommend it to you.

But for Miss Kujo, such a place is just ordinary.

The cuisine tastes light and has a authentic Kansai flavor.
To be continued...