Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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The girl wasn't there; only a familiar golden figure lay by the wall eating cat food.

The boy walked over, squatted down, and rubbed the cat's head.

"Has Mochizuki already fed you?"

He was met with a lazy, contented meow from Jinzhi. Matsueda Jun scratched the little female cat's belly—the fur that had been shaved off earlier had now grown back.

"It definitely feels better this way."

"Pine branches?"

"I'm here." The boy walked toward the bedroom from which the sound came.

"Wait outside for a moment, I just finished showering and haven't changed my clothes yet."

“…Okay.” He released his hand from the doorknob and looked down at the water stains on the floor.

Mochizuki didn't mind taking a bath with him before, so why is she saying she'll wait outside now?

Matsueda Jun returned to the living room, tidied up the sofa for the girl, and added some water for Jinzhi. Soon after, sounds came from behind the quiet bedroom door.

"Pine branch, come in."

"coming."

He turned the handle, pushed open the door, and the girl's figure came into view.

Mochizuki Haruka was standing in front of the wardrobe in the bedroom, facing the boy sideways, looking at the full-length mirror attached to the wardrobe.

"This strap is a bit difficult to tie..."

The girl muttered something, her hands on her sides, fastening the thin straps of her bra.

Jun Matsuoka stopped in his tracks.

The girl's alluring attire instantly swept away all the distracting thoughts in his mind—

Mochizuki Haruka had just finished showering, and her smooth, fair body was only covered by a black three-piece bikini.

Her exposed, pink skin was still wet with water droplets that rolled down the floor, making a barely audible "drip" sound.

Of course, the girl wasn't just wearing that much—two long fishnet stockings were on her slender legs, which not only highlighted her impressive leg length and shape, but also added a layer of desire-laden restraint to the originally pure skin of the girl.

Even more outrageous is that Mochizuki Haruka has a pair of huge, pure black cat ears on her head.

Compared to the decorations that appeared during the cultural festival, this cat ear headband is much more realistic and exquisite.

The soft tips of the ears swayed gently with the girl's movements, and the inside was a realistic, cute flesh color. In addition to the fine, short hairs on the surface of the cat ears, there were also large tufts of fluffy down at the base of the ears, making one immediately want to play with them.

Hearing the noticeably heavier breathing beside her, Mochizuki Haruka smiled smugly to herself.

It's just about romance and flattery, do you really think she can't do that?

The girl turned around and, in front of the boy, pinched the drawstring of her underwear and tied the loose bow on her hip.

"how do you feel?"

She looked up and fiddled with the bell around her neck, which made a clear, ringing sound.

"..." Jun Matsue blinked.

Wang Yue had barely finished putting on her underwear when she had already tied her hair into a pure and pretty high ponytail.

A pure black lace collar now adorns her graceful swan neck, with a golden bell hanging in the center that trembles slightly, awaiting its owner's next turn.

"full moon……"

The boy was speechless for a moment, then looked down and then up again.

Look at the subtle indentations on the soft flesh of the girl's legs caused by the fishnet stockings.

Look at her exquisite and beautiful body, and the three-piece underwear that serves only as decoration.

Look at the collar around her neck, the cat ears on her head, the ponytail swaying slightly behind her head...

"So you're already itching to make a move?" Mochizuki Haruka smiled with satisfaction.

She placed her right hand next to her cheek, clenched her little fist, and shook it up and down like a lucky cat.

"Meow meow~"

After a hearty meal, the girl felt her body heat up rapidly. She took the boy's hand and led him to the bedside.

"sit."

Jun Matsue sat down on the edge of the bed and watched the girl turn around in front of him.

"It's a pity it doesn't have a tail..."

Mochizuki Haruka glared at him. "You're already getting too big for your britches?"

She lowered her head, reached out to create space for herself, and then knelt down.

"Here, hold this for me."

The girl took the boy's right hand and placed it behind her head.

"What Matsuede had to hold back during the cultural festival, you're about to unleash it all."

Wang Yueyao reached out her little hand.

"Also, tomorrow is Tomatsu Yuka's day, right?"

The girl tilted her head back, looking like she was never satisfied.

Jun Matsue looked at her—her cool and sweet face was now flushed with a pinkish, ambiguous color.

"Give me her share too."

He gazed at the distant moon and lowered his head.

The boy's large hand, gripping the high ponytail, naturally began to tighten—

The quiet room was filled with faint, barely audible breaths, and the golden bells rang rhythmically.

The soothing ringtone quickly turned urgent.

Finally, she climbed onto the soft bed, her voice becoming a torrential downpour, an overwhelming sound.

Chapter 764 The Most Basic Guarantee of Happiness

The next morning, at 7:50, Jun Matsue woke up in bed.

The ceiling in front of him looked somewhat familiar. He looked around and quickly realized that he was in his own room.

What then caught the boy's attention was the girl lying next to him—

Mochizuki Haruka's cheek was pressed against his shoulder, her warm breath gently brushing against his skin.

The girl lay on her side, her delicate body curled up like a baby under the covers. The autumn blankets were pulled up tightly, revealing only half of Wangyue's face, allowing the boy to see her delicate eyebrows and exquisite nose.

Seemingly sensing the gaze on her face, Mochizuki Haruka's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she shifted her body in the blankets, pressing herself even more intimately against the boy's arm.

"..." Jun Matsue stared at the ceiling and silently exhaled.

The warm, dry skin pressed against his bare skin under the covers made his memories of the previous night even more sticky and messy.

They started exercising around 7 p.m. and didn't stop until the time on the phone screen jumped to the next day. Only then did he take Wangyue to the bathroom to clean her up and carry her into the bedroom of 507.

Although the actual duration of their exercise wasn't that exaggerated, the two, who had been in a cold war for a long time, must have had a very satisfying time last night.

The boy turned his head and glanced at the girl's black hair spread out on the pillow beside him.

Last night in the next living room, when they were resting on the sofa, Jinzhi jumped up, seemingly protesting that her owners had disturbed her sleep.

So Jun Matsue stroked the cat with his left hand, watching another pair of fluffy black cat ears sway against his thigh, while his right hand caressed the smooth, black-haired back of the girl lying beside him...

He still savors that feeling now.

But now is not the time to reminisce. The boy gently picked up the phone that was on the bedside table.

It's already eight o'clock.

Matsueda Jun slowly and quietly removed the blanket from his body—he didn't want to wake Mochizuki, after all, the girl was always a heavy sleeper.

However, just before the boy lifted the blanket, Mochizuki Haruka still groggily opened her eyes.

"...Pine branches?"

Matsueda Jun immediately shrank back into the blankets and affectionately rubbed her cheeks.

"Wake you up?"

The girl squinted, her eyelashes fluttering, "No..."

"Did the cold wind come in?" The boy reached out and tucked the blankets around her body.

"No..." Mochizuki Haruka rubbed her face against the back of her hand.

"I just felt like you were about to get up, so I woke up."

Matsueda Jun laughed, lowered his head and pressed his forehead against Mochizuki's. The girl's originally curled-up body stretched out, and her smooth, long legs and waist slid against him.

After whispering sweet nothings to each other for a while, the boy picked up his phone again and glanced at it.

"I'll get up first, Wangyue can sleep a little longer."

"Um..."

Wang Yueyao gave a vague reply, but then she quickly realized something and opened her eyes abruptly.

"Wait a minute." She reached out from under the covers and grabbed the arm of the boy who was getting up.

Are you going to see Tomatsu Tomoka?

"..." Jun Matsue turned around and answered her question with tacit agreement.

The girl puffed out her cheeks and reached out to pull him back into bed.

"Didn't I drain you dry last night?"

The boy blinked. "I went to see her not just for sex..."

However, Mochizuki Haruka did not listen to him and reached into the quilt on her own.

"Why is it still so hard!"

“It’s not like this is the first time you’ve seen it,” Jun Matsueda said helplessly. “It’s a normal physiological phenomenon.”

"That's not allowed either!" The girl glared at him, then lowered her head and burrowed into the covers.

The bedroom fell into an abrupt silence, with only the boy's slightly heavier breathing remaining.

A few minutes later, Mochizuki Haruka crawled out of bed.

"..." Her cheeks were puffed out, and she swallowed with some difficulty. Then, as if she were surfacing, she exhaled heavily.

A few strands of hair clung to her face, making her look adorably disheveled. The girl brushed her cheeks with her fingers and then disdainfully picked up a curly hair that was stuck to her lips.

"It still doesn't taste good!"

Jun Matsue smiled, wiped her mouth with a tissue from the bedside table, and then picked up a water glass and fed her two sips.

"Can I leave now?"

"..." Mochizuki Haruka glanced at the neatly made bed.

"That's fine, I've done my best anyway."

"Remember to sleep a little longer." The boy pinched her nose, "so you won't feel sleepy again when you get up."

"understood……"

The girl responded, but sat up halfway, leaning against the headboard and clutching the blanket, revealing her rounded, fragrant shoulders.

Mochizuki Haruka yawned and leaned against the headboard, watching Matsueda Jun get up and get dressed.

After the boy left the room, closed the door, and waved goodbye to her, the girl slowly slid down, snuggled into the covers, and fell into a peaceful sleep.

When Mochizuki Haruka opened her eyes again, she was awakened by the noise in the room.

"Pine branch—" Someone was knocking on the bedroom door. "It's already past nine o'clock, why aren't you up yet?"

"Am I going to make breakfast?"

"Annoying..." the girl muttered to herself as she peeked out from under the covers.