"You are, my stuff."

While Liuriko said this, her other foot wearing white socks unknowingly stepped onto the base of his legs.

Her slender and white hands gently stretched out her wrists, and then firmly grabbed Qian Linya's collar and pulled him to her side.

The two looked at each other and Qian Linya saw the expressions that were often seen on Liulizi's face.

In a flash, two months later, her expressions on both sides gradually overlapped.

She looked at him very seriously, she looked at him extremely seriously, like a cat staring at a ball of yarn, like the night sky surrounded by stars.

Not "my lover" or "the person I love". Just Liuriko doesn't have such a straightforward way of expression.

It was "my thing". From the moment she used various means to hire him as a tea head, she decided to make a master-slave relationship, something she wanted to take desperately.

With Liuliko's emotional intelligence level that can be evaluated as "unfamiliar with human feelings", she cannot understand "need", "love", "dependence", and "tactic understanding"... what kind of emotions these things are packed into.

If you have to turn it into an adjective, it can only be "things that only I can have".

Whether it is a follower, a tea-tower, or a husband.

In short, the "love" she can understand is such a simple thing that is only related to mutual possession.

Even if he and Shimizu married and became a nominal couple, she would definitely find a new way of possession and turn him into her own "thing".

Her feelings are fierce and domineering and unreasonable. Thinking about it makes people feel a little scary. She is such a guy.

But... Sure enough, this kind of rouge is still reassuring.

As a daughter of a wealthy family, she was raised like this. She was actually insecure when wrapped in such behavioral logic.

Once that shell is broken, she will reveal her weakness. Unlike the weakness that ordinary people will cheer up, her weakness will be completely impossible to cheer up without Qian Linya’s help.

So, it's better for her to do so now.

Qian Linya slowly sighed with a sense of peace of mind.

"What's wrong? Is it comfortable to be stepped on by me?" Liu Lizi showed a cramped expression on her face.

"I'm thinking, Liuriko, aren't you angry with me?"

Her feet kicked on his legs, quickly retracted back to the bed, hugged her legs, and turned to the side angrily.

"It's so easy to breathe, so you're so angry that you're always angry. Sure enough, I'm a hopeless idiot when it comes to interacting with people, you're right."

Qian Linya smiled and said, "Are you is issuing a self-criticism? I didn't say you are a fool."

Liuriko's face turned around, and the bright and smooth face seemed to reflect gorgeous but fragile starlight: "I can still be happy even though the person I like is married. What's this a fool?"

Qian Linya stopped his smile: "Ruriko is not a fool."

Liuriko said, "Then Qian Linya is a fool."

Qian Linya said: "Why did it suddenly become a multiple-choice question for two choices?"

Liuriko stretched out her finger: "If you are not a fool, but I have been mad at you for so long, wouldn't that mean I am indeed a fool? So, you must be a fool."

"So that's it, maybe I'm really a fool."

"Dongdongdongdongdong".

Just as the two of them were getting better, they were interrupted by a knock on the door.

In Liuriko's unhappy gaze, Sanye walked in with two glasses of water.

"Miss, you cried very late last night for Mr. Qian's affairs. Let's go to bed early today."

"Without my permission, you are not allowed to get close to my room within ten meters!"

Liuriko drove her away.

Although Sanye thought he was smart in his behavior, Qian Linya was still hit.

Liu Lizi got out of bed, stepped onto the carpet barefoot directly, eavesdropped at the door for a while, and then gently locked the door.

She jumped onto the bed, stretched out her hands, and took off the other sock from her feet with difficulty, and threw it lightly onto the ground next to her with the previous sock.

Her actions can be seen how much time the maids who usually clean her room would take.

Qian Linya, who was silently watching Liuriko's actions, took a sip of water silently, then silently watched her put two pairs of white feet in front of her, and her small fleshy toes stretched out.

After performing these, Liuriko lay down with a comfortable moan.

The young and healthy body stretched out in front of you. It was impossible for Qian Linya to have no idea at all, especially when the other party was not wearing a lot of clothes.

"Where did you say just now?" Liuriko asked lying on the bed.

"Cry all night?" Qian Linya asked.

“…want to argue?”

"Go to bed early?"

Qian Linya had already put down the cup and quietly climbed onto Liulizi's bed.

Liuriko looked at him from the corner of her eyes, motionless, and said, "I don't remember allowing you to climb up there casually."

"Seeing that you are sleeping very comfortably, I can't help but want to lie down. Sorry, I'll go down right away."

He was about to get up, but Liuriko grabbed the belt of his pants.

"Wait, I'll ask you something."

Qian Linya turned his head innocently.

"Recently, two months ago, I feel...my body is a little weird..."

Liuriko spoke hesitantly, her eyes flashing.

"I used to be, you know... it's easy to get out of control, but now..." she said, swallowing a mouthful of saliva with a "gurgle" in her throat, "it became lost in motivation and was easily sleepy."

Qian Linya felt guilty and put his hand on her forehead and looked at it, saying, "Are you sick?"

He knew that this was Liuriko's reaction after she lost her [strong desire].

Although she knew that it was impossible for her to know that this was related to him, looking at Ryuriko's expression, it seemed that she could read something from his face, and she felt guilty.

Liuriko stared at him, as if the answer to her question was written on Qian Linya's face, but the words were too small to see clearly for a while.

"Hey, do you have any clues?" She clenched her fists and stumbling his stomach, as if she was going to pound something out of his mouth.

"I don't quite understand," said Qian Linya, "why do you want to do an experiment?"

Liu Lizi rolled her eyes and said, "Okay."

Qian Linya turned over and stared at Liuliko from above.

Her body was curved with ease. After detecting his sight, her legs subconsciously clamped a little. A large part of her long legs with curved curves under her nightgown were exposed.

"How is it?" Liuriko asked in a thin and slight mosquito-girl voice, "How does the ex-girlfriend's body look like?"

"Now, if you use this kind of self-abuse nature, will you feel pleasure?" Qian Linya asked.

She didn't speak, but used revenge to squeeze him hard.

When his palm moved, he touched a place he shouldn't have touched, and a surprised expression appeared on Liulizi's face.

“…When did it start?”

"Always." Qian Linya answered honestly.

"What's it all the time, it's like this?" Liuriko asked, touching it gently.

"It's like this when I see you."

Of course she won't know,

Liu Lizi's face also faded from the shy expression of reunion and began to become serious and focused.

Mihui's arm strength was amazing, and the belt was indeed useless and fell off as soon as it touched. The white fox-like hand reached into the flaw quickly, and then started to work on it.

“Will this be more uncomfortable?”

Qian Linya nodded: "Slightly better."

His hands quietly slid on Liulizi's shoulders. When he was about to get up, Liulizi pushed him away.

"No."

Even though Reason knew that she was right, he still couldn't help feeling irritable.

"I said it before, it's not possible before I was 18 years old." Liuriko looked like she was taking revenge on her public opinion, "I'll do it... I'll get it next year."

Qian Linya lay down next to her: "I regret it, really."

"It just so happens that you can sort out your inexplicable marriage," said Ruriko. "Even if you are my thing, doing something that you do before you figure it out can be considered a destructive style. My family will not tolerate that kind of thing happening."

"It's so cruel. But now isn't it a corruption of the party style?"

"It's just that you feel uncomfortable, I just help you. I don't feel comfortable, so it doesn't count." Liuriko narrowed her eyes and smiled, and the strength in her hands couldn't help but increase a little.

"Go light." He felt the pressure accumulated in his chest was evaporating into the air like a lit rosin. "Don't you think it's uncomfortable?"

"All the sins of mankind come from comfort," said Ryuriko suddenly with a very philosophical temperament. "As long as you feel comfortable, you are committing crimes. The more comfortable the sins are, the deeper the sins are."
To be continued...