The Angel Next Door Spoils Me Rotten - 191 191 After breakfast the day after your stay

Even though I was staying, there was nothing unusual about it when I woke up.

Have a midday handmade breakfast as usual, turn the laundry around, clean up or light clean up and relax.

The room is kept clean because of the habit of cleaning at midday and it is gratifying that it has taken less effort to clean it once.

“What about noon?

“Mmm. I left yesterday’s meat sauce pasta sauce, so I thought I’d make lasagna in a smaller vessel.”

“Trouble again.”

“It’s enough to make white sauce. Or would you have preferred something else?

“No, if midday makes it, I don’t care if it’s honest. I’m hoping they’re all delicious.”

“Be good.”

It’s midday with a tickle of laughter, but the midday dish is delicious, not flattering or anything. Honestly, high school girls around here won’t be able to fathom it first, and I think it’s more delicious than a bad restaurant.

Of course, because I’m a lover, I know there’s a correction in it, but it still makes something so delicious that I’d rather eat midday food than eat out.

Looking forward to it. Spilling, laughing like trouble at midday.

“… when you say that, you have to put more on your arm”

“Nothing. I hope it’s the way it always is.”

“If Zhou-kun is looking forward to it, I’ll do my best. Stay tuned.”

I appreciate you saying that, but I don’t think it’s a good idea to let you put in the effort in vain, so I’m going to stroke the middle of the day sitting next to you to try and keep it out of my way now. Okay.

At midday when he was suddenly stroked, he said, “Is there any habit of stroking if anything,” while spilling it, he made Zhou like it even less than full.

Nature and midday bring to the circumference after stroking the midday for a while, so the circumference is also turned to a subtly blameworthy glance when you hold the midday in natural motion and put it on your lap.

“… why are you trying to spoil it”

“Because I wanted to spoil it…… or like this, I wanted to cuddle something”

“Can I lend it to you, Kuma?”

Midday would be nice.

“You have no choice, no more”

It’s special, and at midday when I felt comfortable around him, Zhou also laughs and resumes stroking midday against his chest.

“… they’ll never show it to me at school.”

“I don’t want to be seen, and I won’t show it to you in the first place. Only Zhou-kun.”

“Well, thank you.”

This is the only thing Zhou can see because it would be outrageous to show the boys the midday of this sweet mode melted from the core.

There is no reason for midday to come to them when I showed it, but I didn’t intend to show it because it is also used in paranoia.

“… well, I’ve been known to be my midday boyfriend, and I still have quite a few people to tell me at midday.”

“You were also told you might be threatened. What do you think Zhou-kun is?”

“Well, from the people I don’t know very well, I’m a man I can’t talk to.”

“… next time I say it, I’ll be angry.”

“There’s an assessment from someone else. I’m standing next to you in the middle of the day trying not to be told, and I’m proud of myself.”

“Nice.”

Zhou also strokes Zhou’s head at midday, as Zhou did at midday.

I also want to spoil it, I smiled softly and bitterly at midday, which is in my attitude, and let him like it when midday strokes across the legs of the perimeter.