At this moment, the atmosphere had been built up to this extent.
As a man seeing this scene, he simply couldn't hold back at all.
He took a blanket from the corner and covered Sano Chiho with it.
The climate has been changeable recently, and the air conditioning is on in the room.
What if Sano Chiho catches a cold?
Hayato glanced at the plump lips beneath the rolled-up sweater.
He forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart.
He didn't think of himself as a good person, but taking advantage of someone's misfortune, if it were someone else, fine.
But who is Sano Chiho?
She is Hayato's mother's best friend, and also Hayato's dearest relative and friend, Hayato's childhood sweetheart Auntie.
It could be said that Hayato grew up under this woman's watchful eye, and at one point even regarded Sano Chiho as a stepmother.
Even if Hayato had thoughts, Hayato had to approach them openly and honestly.
Using underhanded tactics on Hayato's own people was simply too beastly.
However, thinking about Sano Chiho's black history of bullying Hayato when Hayato was young, often pulling Hayato's little bird, Hayato felt Hayato still needed to collect some interest.
Hayato placed Hayato's hand on the perky, plump buttock, squeezed hard, and wore a look of enjoyment.
This soft and smooth texture was indeed good.
Hayato could only say she was truly a mature woman.
The difference compared to a young girl was too great.
Hayato raised Hayato's hand and touched Hayato's nose, seemingly able to feel the familiar yet unfamiliar body fragrance lingering on Hayato's fingertips.
It gave Hayato a sense of security.
"So unguarded towards an unfamiliar person, it's only me; if it were someone else, she would have given herself away long ago."
Hayato is such a big person, yet still so lacking in vigilance.
Hayato really didn't know how this woman grew up so big.
Did all the nutrition go to her chest?
Indeed, the phrase "big breasts, no brain" truly has real-world examples.
Hayato looked at the sleeping Sano Chiho, got up, and quietly left.
During the time she was entangled with yin energy, this woman was probably completely exhausted.
It's better to let her have a good sleep for now.
Whatever needs to be said, can wait until she wakes up.
After not seeing each other for so long, there were indeed many things to talk about.
For example, talking about family, talking about ideals.
See if there's a chance to make a move.
Although Hayato didn't want to admit it, Hayato's possessiveness, at times, was indeed a bit pathological.
Click!
The door closed.
A long silence fell over the room.
Sano Chiho, who had buried her head, slowly raised half her face, looking at the closed door with a strange expression.
"Still as foolish as before…"
Sano Chiho's voice was faint; she had already woken up the moment Hayato approached.
Although she was unwilling to admit it, at that instant, she did feel a strange anticipation in her heart.
In her hesitation, she chose to pretend to be asleep.
As a result, this guy just left like that.
It completely exceeded her expectations.
Sano Chiho buried her head in the pillow, and thinking of the scene she had just fantasized about, her face instantly turned red from her neck to her earlobes.
This foolish brat!
He didn't know how to seize such a good opportunity.
Was she that lacking in charm?
While Sano Chiho felt relieved, she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, wondering if her charm had decreased.
She couldn't even tempt this kind of inexperienced brat.
Or… was it because she wasn't wearing stockings?
That brat, he mentioned stockings, right?
Sano Chiho couldn't help but glance at her legs. She didn't like wearing stockings because her thighs were a bit plump, so wearing stockings felt very constricting and uncomfortable.
Therefore, she basically never wore stockings.
She had heard from friends that many men have very specific fetishes, such as liking certain types of clothing.
Perhaps, this brat was a stocking fetishist?
"Not old, but already has quite a few bad habits."
Sano Chiho muttered, gradually falling into a dream.
Due to the torment of yin energy, she hadn't had a good rest for a long time.
Now that the yin energy on her body was purified, her taut nerves suddenly relaxed, and she just wanted to have a good sleep.
This time, she was truly asleep.
....
In her sleep, Sano Chiho seemed to be having a beautiful dream.
The corners of her mouth slightly curved up inadvertently, and her face was slightly flushed, showing that she was in a very good mood.
With a jolt, Sano Chiho woke up from her beautiful dream and blinked her eyes in confusion.
Looking at the dim sky, it was already afternoon without her realizing it.
She had actually slept for seven or eight hours.
She reached out and touched her skirt; the evening wind was chilly, no wonder it felt so cold.
She folded the blanket next to her and placed it aside.
Thump, thump, thump!
Outside the door, heavy footsteps approached.
Whoosh!
The wooden door was pulled open, and Hayato, holding food, was slightly startled to see the awakened Sano Chiho.
Then Hayato showed a smile.
"Aunt Chiho, Hayato is awake."
Looking at that handsome face, Sano Chiho couldn't help but think of how this brat had secretly touched her butt earlier.
It seemed Hayato had even praised that her butt felt good to touch?
The hazy dream seemed to become much clearer at this moment.
Sano Chiho's face couldn't help but turn slightly red, and she unconsciously pressed down on her cool skirt hem.
She lightly coughed, pretending to be calm to hide the unusual look on her face.
Her gaze shifted to the food on the table.
"Did Hayato make this?"