I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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"Sorry, it was my fault. This is the first post by Wang from Bichon Middle School."

Judging from her reaction, it didn't seem like she knew about his affair with Kuno Tachibana and the others. In that case, the only option was to conceal the fact that she almost drowned and not report it.

Shinomiya Haruka's full, rounded breasts heaved as she faced Kitahara Hakuma. Her expression softened considerably, and her tone was tinged with pity and a hint of fear.

"why did not you tell me?"

I was afraid you'd worry.

"Do you know what's even more unacceptable than keeping it from me?"

Shinomiya Haruka reached out and slipped her arms under Kitahara Hakuma's armpits, hugging him tightly, feeling his warmth and scent.

"Don't go to these places again next time, okay? Just stay with me. If I'm not around, there will be one less person going to the hot springs. If something like this happens again, I can't handle it alone, okay?"

"Sister, you're hugging me so tightly I can't breathe, I can't take it anymore."

Kitahara Hakuba was having some difficulty breathing; he had never felt that Shinomiya Haruka had such strength.

"White Horse, you are mine. If you hide anything from me, you are infringing on my interests, or even taking away my life."

Shinomiya Haruka's words were a slap in the face to Kitahara Hakuba. Although she often joked about herself, in reality, she was a charming woman who combined rationality and sensibility.

The scent of a mature woman assaulted Kitahara Hakuba's nostrils, a richer and more mellow fragrance unlike that of Kuno Tachika and the other teenage girls.

Suppressing the surging emotions within him, Kitahara Hakuba reached out and embraced her slender waist, saying:

"It's alright, it's alright, I'm back now, aren't I?"

Shinomiya Haruka pinched a piece of flesh on his back with her fingers and said:

"What I hate most in my life are people who laugh it off and say everything's fine afterward, because those who didn't have a chance to say anything bad was already dead."

understand? "

"I know, I know—" Her strength was greater than ever before, and Kitahara Hakuma's face twitched in pain.

Shinomiya Haruka was clearly still angry. No matter how Kitahara Hakuba shouted, she wouldn't let go, pinching one side and then the other.

"You say it hurts, but you still obediently stand here and let me pinch you?"

"Because I wanted to hug you." Kitahara Hakuma secretly glanced at Shinomiya Haruka in his arms, her eyes slightly narrowed.

As expected of an adult woman, she wouldn't be provoked by those few words.

"Tell me, why did you drink?"

"A new experience in life."

"You really love trying new things? You drank yesterday, and today you're smoking? The day after tomorrow you'll be smoking weed? Bai Ma, you..."

Can I still properly discipline you?

"So, after all this time we've been dating, you feel like you've been disciplining me all along?"

"Of course, since we're getting married, I'll naturally mold you into the person I envision."

“Hehe”

Kitahara Hakuba knew that although she said that, she wasn't actually being strict; she was just forbidding him from getting involved with anything addictive.

Shinomiya Haruka reached out and pinched his cheek again, saying:

Did you properly thank Kuno and the others?

Upon hearing "Kuno-chan," Kitahara Hakuba's breathing slowed slightly, but he still smiled and said:

"You even knew this?"

"Yes, I should visit them properly to express my gratitude another day," Shinomiya Haruka nodded.

From her perspective, Kuno Tachibana saved her lover and was a great benefactor who changed her life.

Kitahara Hakuba was silent for a moment before saying:

"I'll go and thank you in person."

However, his words aroused Shinomiya Haruka's suspicion:

"What? You think I'll do something to her just because she gave you CPR?"

Kitahara Hakuba's lips curled into a standard smile.

Shinomiya Haruka stared at him as if he were an idiot:

"Do you think I'm stupid? How can saving someone be related to those gum-related issues?"

“I wasn’t thinking about that,” Kitahara Hakuba subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, releasing her body as he said, “Let’s talk about it later.”

I'll pack my things.

He turned around to pack the things in his suitcase, as some local specialties still needed to be put in the refrigerator to keep them fresh.

"Wait—" Suddenly, Shinomiya Haruka's hand grasped his wrist, her eyes brimming with unspoken sorrow, her fingertips unconsciously tracing his cheek.

Chapter 386, Section 385: Kitahara Hakuma Gets His Wish (4) >>

The indoor light made her pupils appear slightly hot. "Haven't you thought of me these past few days?"

Her voice slid from her lips, with a sweet, sticky ending, a tone that was three points softer than usual, making Kitahara Hakuba feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"Yaobao, let me pack my things first." Kitahara Hakuma tried to push her away, but she pulled him back, her chest pressing against the adult woman's soft candy.

"I'll help you pack later."

Shinomiya Haruka's face was buried in Kitahara Hakuba's chest, her eyes lifted, holding a certain soft, alluring quality.

"Just don't leave me, I'll promise you anything."

As she spoke, she guided Kitahara Hakuba's hand to her stomach, saying in an almost breathless voice:

"I want your child."

—

For some reason, Kitahara Hakuba felt that Shinomiya Haruka had become more and more feminine at this moment. She used to be assertive in this aspect, but today she seemed a little different.

Perhaps his near-drowning in the bathhouse was actually a good thing for him.

Kitahara Hakuba stared at her for a long time.

Shinomiya Haruka's lips revealed her pearly white teeth as she whispered:

"If the white horse is gone, I will die with you, so don't leave me."

Her eyes became teary, intertwined with increasingly hazy desire.

With a gentle breath, Shinomiya Haruka stirred Kitahara Hakuba's bangs like a faint, alluring breeze.

Kitahara Hakuma stroked her flushed face, then lowered his head and kissed her lips.

As their lips intertwined, Kitahara Hakuba pushed her back, and Shinomiya Haruka sat directly on the single sofa. Kitahara Hakuba peeled off her clothes one by one, like peeling a bamboo shoot.

"Yao, you're so beautiful, I love you." In the living room, where there was no heating, air conditioning, or oil lamp, their desires were ignited.

"I love you too, White Horse."

"I have a question."

"what?"

"Does a person really have a 'revolving lantern' before they die?"

"Sister, is it appropriate for you to say this now?"

"curious."

His scrolling list was almost entirely filled with obscene images of women; how could he dare to say it aloud?

So Kitahara Hakuba improvised and wrote a touching story about how his mother carried him to the hospital in the pouring rain when he was a child and he was sick.

"Really?"

"real."

The next morning, Hakodate was quiet and still when Kitahara Hakuba woke up from his bed.

He opened his eyes and saw the familiar ceiling of the rented room, all white with a square, lace-trimmed lampshade in the center.

Hu Beiyuan Baima raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. It was already 7:40 a.m., more than an hour later than he usually got up.

No, he's been too indulgent lately, especially after getting what he wanted last night, which made him want to play.

As Kitahara Hakuba pondered this, he glanced at Shinomiya Haruka beside him. Her snow-white shoulders were incredibly alluring, and there were even "mosquitoes" on them.

Bites and stings.

He kissed it and pressed it against his own, and the morning's blessing aroused his interest again.

I wanted to see how she would react while she was sleeping, but as soon as I entered the door, Shinomiya Haruka woke up somewhat groggily:

"what time is it?"

"Seven forty."

Exhausted, Shinomiya Haruka wanted to sleep a little longer, but suddenly found Kitahara Hakuba acting up again, showing no professionalism whatsoever.

"What are you doing?" she asked, raising her eyebrows slightly with some impatience.

"I want to see if anything changes."

You're a little bit off!

Shinomiya Haruka's slight morning grumpiness was aroused, and she scolded him with great dissatisfaction.

"It's already this late, hurry up and get to work!"

"No! I need to see exactly what has changed!"

Kitahara Hakuba picked up his phone from beside his pillow, turned on the flashlight, and crawled into bed, like a diver searching for seashells on the seabed.

Shinomiya Haruka's face was flushed, and she bit the blanket with her teeth, letting him do whatever he wanted.

Kitahara Hakuba put on his clothes, and even put on the apron he never wore before.

Upon entering the bathroom, the counter was covered with Shinomiya Haruka's skincare and cosmetic products; according to her, she had been staying there for the past four days.

Fortunately, none of the girls he knew came over, but then again, all the girls who knew him knew he had gone to Kagoshima.