Tokyo landlord: why is the panties of the lady next door in my house?!

"Haruka, Mr. Haruka....."

Feeling the boy steadily drawing nearer, Reiko Onodera's face flushed, and she couldn't help but lower her head.

Today, madam was wearing a beige tank top with a white shirt over it, and those voluptuous hips were wrapped in a coffee-colored long skirt, creating an astonishingly perfect curvature in contrast with her upper body's waistline, looking very tempting.

"Sister Reiko, you've worked hard these days..."

Haruka Yuzan walked over, extended his hand to wrap around madam's smooth waist, and through the thin layer of clothing, he could feel the incredibly smooth sensation.

A light fragrance enveloped his nose, the charm of a mature woman was fully displayed at this moment.

"Yumeko and the others are still outside..."

Reiko Onodera whispered with her lips tightly pursed, her black hair falling over her cheeks, hiding those affectionate and enchanting eyes, madam was very nervous; although she had done many things with Haruka in the kitchen before, even deeper levels of intimacy had been frequent.

But...Haruka's fiancée was sitting right outside in the living room!!

She couldn't even imagine what would happen if Yumeko saw her doing these lovey-dovey things with Haruka!

No, it's not right, she couldn't ruin Haruka's life just because of her own desires!!

With that thought, madam actually began to resist Haruka Yuzan quite unusually.

"Haruka, Mr. Haruka, we can't, they can't find out, otherwise, otherwise after dinner, you can come to my room... it's too dangerous here...."

Reiko Onodera pleaded in a low voice, her tone mingled with panic and unease, and her pitiful appearance only added to her allure.

Haruka Yuzan took a deep breath, the beautiful woman never knew how alluring she was when she made these movements and expressions!!

"Sister Reiko, don't be nervous, we're not doing anything inappropriate, are we?"

The boy's voice seemed to have a magical power, making Reiko Onodera's tense body also relax.

Looking down again, she realized that Haruka indeed hadn't done anything to her, he was only resting his hand on her waist, even staying still without any extra movements.

In an instant, madam's cheeks "swooshed" to a red shade. Reiko Onodera, what has gotten into you!!

Actually, it wasn't completely madam's fault. Being alone with Haruka Yuzan always meant going through this process, especially when the boy deliberately got close; the indicator light would naturally flicker on.

In the past, madam would obediently stay quiet, consenting to his actions. So today... when Haruka Yuzan embraced her, the beautiful woman subconsciously thought otherwise.

But the truth was right before her eyes; Haruka Yuzan genuinely didn't make any excessive moves.

"Sister Reiko, did you actually want me to do something to you?"

Seeing this, Haruka Yuzan leaned down and murmured softly into madam's ear.

That ticklish sensation in her ear made madam lower her head in shame, "I, I didn't, Haruka, let's start cooking.... otherwise, we might be too late..."

"Not ok, you misunderstood me just now, so..."

"So what?"

"So, to make up for this misunderstanding, I plan to really do something to you, and then it becomes a fact!"@@novelbin@@

Haruka Yuzan spoke softly, not allowing madam time to react before his lips found her thin ones.

Smooth, elastic, the sense of touch was like holding a thin jelly, sweet with an aftertaste.

"Mmm!"

Reiko Onodera let out a soft moan, her struggle in his hands slowly lessened and eventually she rested on Haruka's shoulder, quietly enjoying the afternoon's bliss.

Or rather, Haruka Yuzan liked when madam wore skirts, aesthetically pleasing and also convenient.

The coffee-colored hem of the skirt gradually rose, revealing the fair and delicate skin beneath until it reached the waist, which added excitement to life.

Reiko Onodera leaned over the stove, her black hair becoming very messy, her eyes taking on a bewildered look, wondering how things had developed into this state.

Surely, it wasn't meant to be like this from the beginning...

It was agreed that such things should not happen, but why did it evolve and spin out of control?

Suddenly, madam's body jolted forward, almost hitting her head on the wall, her mind went blank, devoid of other thoughts.

She bit down on her teeth, trying hard not to make any odd sounds.

Haruka Yuzan, on the other hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a hand. He wasn't tired; it was really just that the kitchen was too hot in July!

Before he had even started, he was already sweating profusely.

Both in body and mind, he was in a state of high tension, constantly aware of movement outside, ready to pull the skirt down at any moment if needed.

For some reason, this scene felt eerily familiar... If only he had an ability to clearly see everyone's actions.

It would be better for time management...

After all, the villa was only so big; it wouldn't do to have an accident without even knowing it happened....

.....

In the living room.

Having sent Misaki Saki away, Otome Mizuko also stretched her arms, the dramatic undulations of her body exceptionally dazzling under the sunlight.

Bling, bling, making Misaki Saki envious.

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This made the little guy who was about to look for Roast Meat race over instead, hoping to seize the peak early!

"Yumeko, I just remembered, there's something I have to ask you!! ε=ε=ε=(#>д