Their eyes met, and Yu Shengnan spoke softly, "My disciple is now facing his own desires."
Suddenly, Ikeba Shizuka forcefully pressed down on his hand, which was conquering and exploring wantonly.
The moonlight happened to spill through the window frame, illuminating the winding streaks of water on her collarbone, whether from sweat or something else, I couldn't tell: "There are twenty years between us, Xiao Nan."
"So what?" Yu Shengnan raised an eyebrow, a confident smile spreading across his face, as he pressed her fingertips against his heart. "Don't you know that time has never been an obstacle for me?"
The words were spoken.
The half-drawn curtains were suddenly pulled open.
In the courtyard, it should be the season when maple leaves turn red, but the cherry blossom trees seem to have had their hands turned back in time, and the trees are suddenly bursting into a splendid bloom.
The pure white petals fell like snowflakes.
A gentle breeze swept the petals into the room, where they mingled with the ambiguous yet passionate atmosphere, creating an even more enchanting ambiance.
With a single thought, a flower blooms, and the ruler reigns supreme.
The saying "I was born before you were born, and you were born after I had grown old" is nothing more than a knot in her heart that she couldn't get over herself.
As Chi Bojinghua gazed at the petals fluttering in the sky, a flower seemed to quietly bloom in her heart. It was a flower that had been dormant for a long time in the long river of time, but was now awakened by the deep affection of the young man before her.
Its delicate petals unfurl, releasing a rich fragrance.
The hand that had been tightly gripping the boy slowly loosened at that moment, as if releasing the last shackle in her heart.
The moonlight flowed down her open dress, forming a silvery stream, dreamlike and enchanting.
The curtains were drawn again.
The cherry blossoms in the courtyard swayed gently in the night dew, startling the swaying shadows of flowers throughout the room, but all that could be heard was the faint, ambiguous groan of the century-old wooden beams in the night wind.
"Buyiyi~"
The whimpering monster perched on the roof twitched its fluffy ears and its pink little nose twitched gently.
It stretched out a small paw and yawned, while a green light full of natural energy slowly dissipated from its body.
Ah, at this point, some people will ask...
Why would an Eevee use the Grass-type Nature Force?
Do you even know what Aleubri is?
Call me God of Cloth!
“Buyi~?(?ˊ?ˋ)?* ??”
With Ibrahimovic as his wingman, Yuzuru Hanyu successfully achieved his goal, and the army marched towards the mountain peak with overwhelming momentum, routing the enemy.
The way Ikenami Shizuka stroked the back of the boy's head was still like correcting a kendo posture, but her fingertips got stuck in his black hair and couldn't get out.
At one moment, this noble and dignified beauty let out a deep sigh, her snow-white back arching slightly, like a white fish stranded in the moonlight.
.........
.........
The next day.
As the morning sun rises, Ikeba Shizuka also wakes up.
She first sat up on the tatami mat, then glanced subconsciously at the inner room. Seeing that the door to the partition was still tightly closed, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking back on everything that happened last night, even though it didn't go all the way, those intimate interactions still made quite a bit of noise.
She would really be in trouble if she were found out.
The elder's authority vanished in an instant.
Especially after a girl provoked He Ye and the others yesterday, and then suddenly discovering there was another one at home...
Alas, you can guard against thieves day and night, but it's hard to guard against thieves within your own family.
She shook her head helplessly, then carefully peeked out from under the covers. In an instant, her fair skin was exposed, covered with deep and shallow marks left by someone.
After putting her disheveled kimono back on, she suddenly realized that something was missing.
After scanning the tatami mat, Ikenami Shizuka noticed that the kimono sash, which had been repeatedly pulled open last night, was now loosely tied around the wrist of the sleeping boy on the floor.
The sleeping boy had a faint smile on his lips.
Ikeba Shizuka stood there blankly for a long time before bending down to reach for the sash, only to find that her clumsy apprentice was still tightly gripping the sash even in his sleep.
Ikenami Shizuka: "......"
Staring at the hand tightly gripping the ribbon, the beautiful woman's eyes shimmered with tears. She gave it a light slap, but didn't dare to use force, afraid of disturbing her disciple's rest.
The Fifth Sister really did a great job last night.
She never expected that her clumsy apprentice would be so versatile.
After a long while, Ikeba Shizuka gently moved his arm under the covers before standing up and leaving the room without making a sound.
She was going to wash up and change her clothes.
"Aunt Jinghua, you're awake. Good morning."
Just as Ikeba Shizuka stepped into the living room, with one foot on the first step of the stairs and before she could take another step up, a bright voice suddenly rang out from behind her.
She was startled and turned around to see Mingmei wearing an apron, standing at the kitchen doorway, smiling at her.
Keiba Shizuka forced a calm expression and smiled as she replied, "Good morning, Akemi. Why are you up so early?"
Akemi blinked, her gaze lingering on Ikenami Shizuka, as if she had noticed something but did not point it out. She simply said, "Young Master Yuzuru likes to eat the breakfast I make in the morning, so I got up early to prepare it."
Chibo Jinghua nodded slightly: "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard work, it's a maid's job."
"......"
Looking at the perfectly gentle smile on the woman's face, Chi Bojinghua suddenly understood why her clumsy disciple showed her such special affection compared to other girls.
If it were me, I probably would have done the same.
After exchanging a few words, Ikeba Shizuka turned and walked upstairs.
The little maid watched her retreating figure, her smile widening.
It seems I'll soon have to change how I address Yuzuru's master.
"What should I call it...?" With that thought, Akemi turned around and went back to the kitchen to continue fiddling with the ingredients that were cooking in the pot.
None of these things are important; the most urgent thing is not to delay Mr. Yuzuru from waking up and having breakfast.
upstairs.
Back in her room, Ikeba Shizuka leaned against the door, raised her hand to touch her burning cheeks, and recalled the events of the previous night. She felt both absurd and somewhat sweet.
In the end, the fortune slip came true.
The flowers fall helplessly, but the swallows return as if we've met before.
As the saying goes, out with the old, in with the new. Let bygones be bygones, because a new relationship is waiting for you.
But it was her own choice after all.
Women from samurai families in Kansai are known for their passionate love and hate, and their ability to make decisive choices.
The divorce agreement that Hanyu Nan had signed long before he came to Osaka was enough to prove her determination.
After a long while, Ikenami Shizuka took a deep breath, went to the wardrobe, and chose an elegant light blue kimono.
I need to change out of the kimono I wore last night.
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