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Chapter 47 Don't want to give you back to him.

    He liked Terao Yashu's distraught expression.

    There was an expression of intolerable forbearance on that indifferent face, because he was teasing and provoking, and easily sank into it, and then let him be slaughtered.

    When he invades the other party's body, what expression will the other party show?

    He really wanted to know, so he bit the other's neck and pointed down, trying to invade further.

    "Give it to me... right here, okay?"

    He whispered in the other's ear, trying to confuse him, but the other party quickly recovered and tried to push him away: "No, get down."

    He pestered For a long time, the other party just refused to dedicate himself, until a passer-by passed by outside the window, he had no choice but to let go of his hand resentfully.

    "Sooner or later, I'm going to fuck you."

    Terao Yashu straightened her messy clothes and said, "I won't have sex with people who are shorter than me. I'll talk about it when you grow taller." "I'm tall now, okay?

    " Do you?"

    "Take off your shoes before you talk."

    Yashu Terao always thought that the leader was about the same height as him, until he found that there were height-enhancing insoles in the leader's shoes.

    The leader has been threatening him: "You are not allowed to speak out about the booster pad." "

    The problem is, even if you have a booster pad, you are not much taller than me."

    "..."

    "Boss, you are so naive, you still need Use things like height-enhancing insoles to maintain your dignity."

    "Ah—"

    The other party frowned.

    When it blows its hair, it looks like a little black cat arched up.

    Although he only had a sip of wine, he still couldn't drive, so the two of them chose to take a walk back home.

    There are few people on the road at night. After the heavy snow, the whole street is quiet, and the sound of feet stepping on the snow is particularly eye-catching.

    He felt cold and went to hold the other's hand. The other party was not used to this, so he shook off his hand reflexively, but immediately came back to his senses, and took the initiative to hold his hand tightly.

    "Well, is it cold?"

    He shook his head, but the other party tore off the red scarf around his neck, tied it on him forcibly, and then wrapped him in his arms.

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