Mu Xiaoxiao didn’t know that the classmate Ayaka whom he met last night was still thinking about him this morning, and even wanted to do something unsettling in this inaccessible mountain forest…
Well..even if he knew, he could only say that there are too many terrible women in this world.
Forget it, he wasn’t there.
As for where he was.
He was now sending Miss Kotone home.
The two of them were walking through the woods.
The sun was shining through the leaves mottled on the road, but the temperature of the lush environment was not very high.
The breeze was blowing, and it was a little cool.
The young lady was walking in front with a cold and an expressionless face, and her steps were a bit fast.
Mu Xiaoxiao, who was following her, had a lollipop in his mouth and was holding the back of his head relaxedly.
The atmosphere was a bit stiff.
“Coo-coo~ Coo-coo~”
A beautiful white dove fell into the young man’s hands, and it screamed softly and cutely.
Mu Xiaoxiao teased and stroked the little creature, creating a scene of joy.
Looking forward from the corner of his eye, he could vaguely see the swollen cheeks of the girl.
“Ha,” he laughed, “Miss Kotone, you look a bit like my little white pigeon.”
“…”
Ignore him, ignore him.
“But I still don’t understand what you are angry about.”
Kamishiro Kotone’s expression darkened, and she turned her head and glared at him reflexively, “You, you still have the nerve to say that last night…last night you actually…”
What happened last night?
Weren’t you very happy?
Screaming in bliss.
“Are you talking about Shizuka?”
The boy quickly understood what she was talking about.
Is that woman’s name Shizuka?
The girl gritted her silver teeth in displeasure.
He was clearly doing it with me… but a woman suddenly penetrated in the middle.
‘Even if you two have a good relationship, you can’t do this.’
What does it mean to suddenly let her join?
“Shizuka is my maid, she is just here to help… Besides, Miss Kotone, you also said that our relationship is just a transaction, why do you still care about these details?”
Mu Xiaoxiao crunched the candy as he bit into it.
“Yeah, you’re right, we are just trading, and there is nothing else to do with it,” Kamishiro Kotone pursed her lips and said angrily.
She didn’t know why, but she felt uncomfortable.
“Do not talk to me.”
She turned her head away, looking elsewhere.
“It’s okay not to speak, but Miss, seeing that you are out of breath from exhaustion…are you sure you don’t need my help?”
Seeing her struggling to drag her suitcase, Mu Xiaoxiao joked.
“No!” She said stubbornly.
“Ooohââ”
“Soft, your lips aren’t that tough, are they? No need to be so stubborn here, let’s just go.”
The boy reached out and squeezed her little mouth without hesitation; pressing his thumb on her soft lips, he smiled, and calmly took her luggage from her hand.
“…”
After being stunned for several seconds, the beautiful girl with long hair reaching her waist, slowly lowered her head; touched her lips, feeling the warmth and touch that had just remained, and finally let out a long sigh.
‘What kind of relationship do we have? Hey…’
In the end, she looked down and followed silently.
“Wow, a mansion~”
The front suddenly opened up, and the Kamishiro family’s villa appeared in front of Mu Xiaoxiao, along with three beautiful women waiting at the door.
Those are the women of the Kamishiro family… Kamishiro Saya, Kamishiro Ririko, and the maid Yukino.
“Kotone!”
Leading the way, Kamishiro Saya approached with a surprise upon seeing Mu Xiaoxiao.
“Kotone? He…”
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In front of the grand villa, Mu Xiaoxiao was simply marveling at its luxury.
He had known about this place for a long time, and even asked Shizuka to come here first to inquire about the situation in the morning. Now he was here in person…
Beyond its wealth, everything else seemed ordinary.
Whether it’s the surrounding environment or the villa itself, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
Just a typical mountain villa…
“Rumors say the Kamishiro family is protected by ‘gods.’ Could that just be a fabricated story?”
Muttering to himself, his attention soon focused on the several women at the door of the big villa.
The most eye-catching among them was naturally the elegant and sexy woman with coffee-colored long hair, a delicate face, and a mature aura.
Her hot figure with bulging front and back exuded a sense of warmth and inclusivity.
No wonder those people were so obsessed with her.
The charm of milf is beyond everyone else.
Mu Xiaoxiao, who was used to getting tortured by Mira, knew this very well.
Next to her stood a girl in kimono, who was also very beautiful, seemingly the younger daughter.
Behind them was a respectfully standing silver-haired girl, Yukino, the maid of the Kamishiro family.
There were only three people who greeted them.
There were only these three people in the Kamishiro family, plus the fourth Miss Kotone?
These are the women of the Kamishiro family…
There were only a few weak women in this large mansion; an area so remote that cries for help would go unanswered.
Living here would definitely not end well. Even if a few random people broke in…
But Mu Xiaoxiao looked at the approaching woman curiously.
This lady of the Kamishiro family in front of him, Kamishiro Saya, didn’t seem like a mere plaything for those after the Kamishiro women.
Through the intelligence that the pigeons detected and the information he got from the villagers last night, he found that those who coveted the women of the Kamishiro family, no matter their status or power, had never succeeded.
This was very strange.
He didn’t feel the existence of any ‘unnatural’.
How can several women live in such a place without any incident?
No matter how one look at it, she is an ordinary person.
“Kotone! You still came back…”
While Mu Xiaoxiao was observing Kamishiro Saya, the mature lady was looking at Kotone with complex emotions.
She was ready to have a complex conversation with her daughter, filled with longing and concern, but also conflict..
She really didn’t want her daughter to come back.
But when she saw Mu Xiaoxiao, next to her, the beautiful lady looked surprised, “Kotone? Who is he?”
A man?
A strong sense of vigilance emerged.
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