Chapter 343

It seemed that she knew what her lover was thinking, or that just rubbing one beautiful leg against Hojo Kyosuke's leg was no longer enough.

When the big hands just touched the base of her thighs, Kasumigaoka Shiyu's two round buttocks tightened slightly, and the slender and round beautiful leg in high heels was lifted up, allowing Hojo Kyosuke to hold her thigh downward.

Hojo Kyosuke only felt that the girl's body in his arms was incredibly hot at the moment, as if the black skirt was completely unable to ventilate and dissipate heat. He wanted to help her untie her clothes to let the excess heat dissipate, but his hands were completely busy.

The beautiful leg, which was usually carefully maintained and exercised every day, was lifted up at this moment, and the round thigh instantly became tighter. Compared with the girl lying on the bed, it felt different to touch.

Holding the thigh with his left hand, Hojo Kyosuke's right hand was not idle either. With a little effort, he lifted up the other leg of Senior Shiyu.

The girl's hands were originally on her lover's back, but now she quickly hugged his neck. Her long legs, not caring whether the long skirt on her body would be torn, coiled around the thick waist of Hojo Kyosuke like a snake.

What relieved her was that this skirt was indeed a masterpiece of a famous artist. It might have taken the current situation into consideration when it was made. The soft and smooth fabric slid back and pushed to the base of the thigh in an instant, revealing the beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings underneath. The price of 300,000 yen was completely worth it.

As for Hojo Kyosuke, he was slightly stunned when the skirt piled up to the edge of his palm, and then he was happy and hurried to help the skirt take off.

Not bad, not bad, this is a real good piece of clothing. Think about others, be anxious for others, and be comfortable for you and me.

However, Naoka seemed to have realized this. Not to mention the high-slit long skirt that she wanted to give to Yukinoshita before, which could instantly increase the cup size by three levels, even the suit he was wearing was very good. There is no sense of restraint when wearing it, and it does not affect any movement at all.

His waist is tightly clamped by a pair of slender and powerful legs. He touches the black silk in his hands, feeling the wonderful smooth and rough touch, and the slender muscle lines on Senior Shiyu's thighs.

Hojo Kyosuke's brothers instantly became excited and shouted loudly that they wanted to take revenge for the shame in their dreams that night.

He still takes good care of his subordinates in the organization, let alone his brothers who will fight bloody battles with him many times in the future? Although he has many concerns about this request, at this moment, how can Hojo Kyosuke refuse?

It is easy for a pair of big hands to hold a basketball, let alone this pair of beautiful legs. His palms are against the stockings, feeling the heat from the beautiful meat below, suppressing the urge to tear the stockings and touch the smooth skin below, he continues to touch Senior Shiyu's calves.

Thighs, calves, ankles, and part of the instep exposed in high heels.

While stroking her carefully, his mouth was not idle either. Because the temperature of Senior Shiyu's body was getting higher and higher, and she was moaning in pain in her throat, he tried his best to perform artificial respiration, which was not standard, in an attempt to suck out all the sweet saliva in the girl's mouth to prevent her from choking.

When stroking the instep that was also wrapped in black silk, and his fingers touched the cold upper of the high heels, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

If Yukinoshita saw my current movements, she would know how flexible my body is. After all, Mitsuha knows me better.

Why do I say that? Because his palms have now reached behind his waist. After Shiyu's legs were wrapped up, her two little feet crossed there, trying to fix her to his waist.

But...

The thumbs of both hands touched the edge of the skirt. Just now, I thought it was a considerate and good piece of clothing, but now I just felt that it was blind. Didn't I know that I was stepping back?

Although the long legs of Shiyu Senior wrapped around his waist were so strong that they seemed to break his waist, and there was no need to worry about falling off, he still held Shiyu Senior's right leg tightly with his left hand, and reached directly from under the skirt to grab the buttocks that were not as soft and elastic as before, but unusually tight.

The current posture of the two people is quite rare even in Eriri's notebook, because if you want to draw a similar scene, you must let Hojo Kyousuke come as a model. Although it is very happy and comfortable, you can't use it too much, otherwise it will seem that you are cherishing him.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu was crying and complaining, and the soul-stirring moan came from her nose or throat. I don't know when her beautiful eyes had closed. Although she was scolded as a shameless witch by Kashiwagi Eri every day, in fact, except for the man who firmly fixed her waist, who else did she look up to?

Why did the girl have the confidence to despise everything? Because she is indeed a perfect woman.

Whether it's IQ, EQ, or artistic talent, she has been the best since she was a child. And unlike Yukinoshita Yukino who only dreams, she has never been stingy in realizing her talent.

Appearance, just seeing her face, those men will express their love like crazy as if they have lost their minds; although her appearance is given by her parents, she can maintain such a perfect figure, whether it is self-discipline or persistence; her family owns the second largest furniture shopping mall in Saitama Prefecture, she has participated in the company's affairs, and she is not as good as those professional managers, but as an underage girl, no one in Japan remembers her. Study, just sleeping and reading novels can always be the first in the grade;

Talent, the novels she wrote...

As such a perfect girl, how could Kasumigaoka Utaha be without annoying flies around her?

That Yukinoshita Yukino didn't know how to socialize, but she was proud of herself.

Don't mention the waste in the school who can't even surpass her in study, the rising star of the sports club, and the president of the football club who has the most hope to dominate the world with Japanese football in the future.

Even the children of the partners of my father's company, who graduated from a prestigious school and became the heirs of a large enterprise with a turnover of 100 million in one year after starting their own business; the son of a thousand-year-old noble family who was named "Global Young Leader" by the World Economic Forum and became the governor of Yamaguchi Prefecture at the age of 28...

All these people, whether out of admiration for the girl herself, or desire for her family, or wanting to have both, in short, all of them are like bees seeing flowers, making annoying buzzing noises, and rushing over with their butts up.

For those boys in school, Kasumigaoka Utaha only needs a look or a word to make the other party run home to find their mother. For those "social elites", the girl only needs to show a little bit of strength that is far superior to the other party, and the other party will retreat.

She is not a fool who is poisonous to everyone. Just like Aunt Mikiko said, she is an excellent wife candidate, a perfect virtuous wife!

At home, she is gentle and virtuous, respects the elderly and loves the young, can soothe her husband's fatigue for the day, and create perfect living conditions for her children... Outside, she is dignified and beautiful, with a temperament like orchid, whether she accompanies Kyosuke to attend banquets, helps him maintain relationships, or helps him deal with work problems...

Smart and capable, she can do both business and bed!

Now, she and Kyosuke are finally going to take the last step!

She doesn't care about fair competition, there is no fairness in the world. Just like what Sakura likes to say, the most important thing in a fight is to strike first. Coincidentally, she thinks so too, or, don't fight, win before the war.

It just so happens that Kyosuke's family and friends have been invited to Tokyo by herself. Although she didn't expect things to go so smoothly before, if possible, let them attend the wedding of herself and Kyosuke before leaving.

As long as she can take the last step, she can get the most powerful weapon. Not to mention Eriri who will be broken by one blow, even Sakura and Mitsuha will no longer be her opponents.

When that time comes, let Kyosuke keep them outside.

Having seen the filth of the upper class and knowing that even her father would often go to the clubs in Ginza and Roppongi for fun, Kasumigaoka Utaha is very open-minded about this matter.

They are all people who know each other well, which is better than a wild girl who suddenly appears in the future.

Thinking of this, the fire of lust in Kasumigaoka Utaha's chest burned more and more fiercely, and the moans from her nose became more charming and seductive.

Hojo Kyosuke clearly felt the rising lust of the girl in his arms, and his heart was also turbulent. As the saying goes, honor is the best stimulant for men. So, a podium less than half a meter high, I don’t know how many people have made so much effort but can’t stand on it.

Only when you stand on it, illuminated by the spotlight above your head, and watch everyone’s eyes below focus on you, you will know what a wonderful feeling it is.

This "stimulant" already made his blood boil, and before his chest cooled down, he squeezed into a hot body. How could this be?

With a strong force on his right hand, he was going to pull up Senior Shiyu's long skirt, revealing the round and full breasts that made him think about it day and night and even didn't want to go to the podium.

Feeling Hojo Kyosuke's movements, Kasumigaoka's upper body shook slightly, as if urging.

But suddenly, without any signs, the thick wooden door quietly opened.

Hojo Kyosuke's perception is so strong that he would usually try to block out irrelevant information like Superman, but in this situation, he wished he could grow four more hands, two hands to hold the upper breasts, two hands to hold the lower hips, and two hands to caress the pair of black silk legs.

Naturally, the perception was also opened to the limit, which was also to see if there would be any hidden cameras in this place. He would wake up even when he was sleeping when he was photographed, not to mention when he was awake. As long as he was photographed, he would feel a peeping sensation like a needle. Even ordinary people would have this feeling, but most of the time they would think that they were suspicious, but Hojo Kyosuke, who could even read his memory like a book, would not have this feeling.

That's why he was so confident and bold to enjoy himself with Senior Shiyu.

The heavy wooden door completely blocked the outside sounds, but the opening could not hide from his eyes.

The hand that pushed the skirt down hard, hugged Senior Shiyu's thighs tightly again, and the girl in his arms felt this sudden movement and couldn't help but open her eyes and hum. But before she asked, she felt the picture in front of her shook violently first, and then became pitch black.

Hojo Kyosuke's footsteps will make even opponents who are staring at him feel like magic, as if teleporting, because he has well-developed muscles and high explosive power. He has also searched the Internet for a lot of various foot movements, not limited to kendo, boxing, and tennis, and formed a unique footstep after integrating them.

At this moment, his eyes are fixed on the door, and he rubs his feet. Even if he is holding a woman, he is still as fast as lightning, and in an instant he disappears behind the big red curtain next to him. The most amazing thing is that although his movements are extremely fast, the curtain did not even shake.

This is why he was called "Thunderbolt Ichiro" after the last national kendo competition. When the opponent sees him stop, it is the time when his bamboo sword in his hand cuts the opponent's armor.

Even if it is thunder and lightning, it has already been between heaven and earth when you see him. Apart from the rumbling thunder, there is no chance for any reaction at all, and naturally there will be no wind sound. This is the secret of magic.

After a short moment of darkness, because Kasumigaoka Utaha had closed her eyes and enjoyed the various feelings on her body before, her eyes quickly adapted to the environment.

However, as the most perfect beautiful girl, she naturally thought at the first time that someone must have pushed open the door of the dressing room, otherwise Kyosuke would not have taken her here immediately. Thinking of this, she did not say anything, but just raised her little face slightly and looked at the face that was close at hand.

The handsome face that was full of madness and desire before, now faced this sudden situation, there was no panic at all, but the dark eyes became solemn and grim, looking outside through the heavy curtain.

She turned her eyes and found that the curtain did not even have a gap above or below, let alone seeing outside, so there was no light coming in.

Thinking of this, looking at the lover sandwiched between her legs, thinking about the expression on his handsome face, on the stage, when kissing her, and at this moment, three completely different, instantly switched postures.

The girl stretched out her pink little tongue and licked her lips, only to feel that the man in her arms became more attractive.

So, she didn't care who was outside or what Kyosuke was doing. She straightened her neck, leaned over her little face, and without hesitation, once again extended her plump and attractive red lips and kissed Hojo Kyosuke directly.

"Hmm?"

Hojo Kyosuke was already, he was trying to listen to the footsteps of the person outside to see if it was a man or a woman, but he didn't expect that Senior Shiyu was still...