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Chapter 81

Looking at Kanagawa Yu's doubtful gaze, Nakahara Chuuya reflexively stood up as if he had been electrocuted.

The tongues that were originally intertwined were separated rapidly, and crystal filaments were stuck together.

The accelerated friction made the tongues of both people numb.

Kanagawa Yu covered his mouth, and his voice was vague under his palm, "Mr. Nakahara, my tongue is numb..."

He lay on his back on Nakahara Chuuya's thighs, looking at Nakahara Chuuya with misty eyes.

Then, Kanagawa Yu took his hand away and showed Nakahara Chuuya his swollen lips.

His lips were moist because of excessive sucking, like ripe berries, with a sweet fragrance.

Thinking of the wonderful touch just now, Nakahara Chuuya almost jumped up like a cat with its fur blown up, his ears were red, and his throat was dry and burning.

He was about to be burned by his own heat.

There were other ways to do it besides removing the chin, but he chose to kiss directly...

What was he thinking at that time? The black man in his heart was already squatting on the ground, grabbing his hat and moaning.

Thinking of Xiaoyou still lying on his legs, Nakahara Chuya's heat began to spread to his face.

The place where Xiaoyou's head was resting was warm.

The tingling heat was transmitted to Nakahara Chuya's heart through his thighs.

"I, I just wanted to feed you a healing potion, but I couldn't feed it, so I..." Nakahara Chuya's thin face flushed red, and he stammered to explain to Kanagawa Yu.

His eyes wandered, occasionally touching Kanagawa Yu's face, as if he was burned, and he separated as soon as he touched it. His panicked expression was full of expectations that he himself did not even notice.

"So it's to drink medicine," Kanagawa Yu suddenly realized.

He looked at Nakahara Chuuya sincerely and gratefully, "Mr. Nakahara, thank you so much."

If Mr. Nakahara hadn't been there, he wouldn't have dared to overdraw his strength so wantonly.

Kanagawa Yu trusted Mr. Nakahara wholeheartedly.

Seeing that Kanagawa Yu didn't have a charming look, Nakahara Chuuya breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart was blocked at the same time.

Xiaoyou, did he know that Xiaoyou was the only one who could let him feed medicine like this?

If it was that mackerel, he wouldn't know how many times his chin would have been broken by him.

He glanced at Xiaoyou who didn't know anything, pursed his lips, and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart:

Xiaoyou, this guy, has no nerves in that aspect at all.

When he looked up from his lips to Xiaoyou's eyes, Nakahara Chuuya's expression froze.

"Xiaoyou, what's wrong with your eyes?" He suppressed his inner sense of loss and gently brushed Kanagawa Yu's eyes with concern. Xiaoyou