"Hehe."
Ho Fei-yu burst into laughter, watching Hanawa Amakawa's "hastily fleeing" back.
Even though the two knew everything about each other, the girl would occasionally show a shy side.
Ho Fei-yu lay down on the sofa, closed his eyes, and relaxed, listening to the dripping sound coming from the bathroom. His heart, for some reason, began to feel peaceful, as if he were back at Aunt Mitsuko's house.
Inside the bathroom, Hanawa Amakawa walked up to the full-length mirror and slowly peeled off her clothes, eventually leaving only her white bra and panties. The girl looked at her heavy bosom in the mirror, a blush appearing on her pretty face. She couldn't understand why they were so large, having undergone a second growth, far exceeding her peers, and being comparable to watermelons.
Suddenly recalling the boy's favorite action, Hanawa Amakawa subconsciously jiggled them with her hand. Immediately, the tides surged, an exaggerated spectacle. It's no exaggeration to say that without the constraint of the bra, the waves would not have stopped for at least ten seconds.
When her chest finally became completely still, the girl looked at herself in the mirror again, the flush on her face deepening. She didn't know what she had just been doing. Remembering Ho Fei-yu was still waiting outside, she quickly took off the last two articles of clothing, walked to the bathtub, lifted her foot, and slowly approached the water's surface. Finding the temperature suitable, she immersed herself completely in the bathtub.
After soaking for two and a half minutes, Hanawa Amakawa squeezed out some milky white shower gel and applied it to every part of her body she could reach. Feeling that was enough, she started scrubbing, from her delicate neck to her fair hands, her flawless armpits, the wavy snowy peaks, her smooth waist, her private area, and finally stopping at her thighs.
Hanawa Amakawa only did a superficial cleaning of the upper body, but the lower body concerned Ho Fei-yu's preferences, so she had to pay close attention, especially her feet. The girl spent twice the combined time on them before she felt reassured.
Although Hanawa Amakawa spent a lot of time, she didn't actually scrub off any dirt. The girl took a shower almost every day and always smelled sweet. The term little fairy from his past life, before it became tainted, perfectly described the girl. Even if Ho Fei-yu were to just pick her up and suck on her, there would be absolutely no concerns about food safety.
'Clang—'
"(╯▽╰) Smells so good~"
The bathroom door had just been opened, and before Hanawa Amakawa could even take a step, the fresh, light fragrance of the girl's body diffused and filled the entire living room. Ho Fei-yu couldn't help but take a deep breath, showing an expression of enjoyment.
The scent arrived before the person was seen.
And as the girl's figure drew closer, the fragrance became more and more intense, refreshing and intoxicating, like cream or honey, making one want to take a bite just from the smell.
Ho Fei-yu followed his inner instinct. The moment the girl got close to him, he suddenly sat up, pulled the girl over, embraced her tightly, and fiercely wrapped his arms around her body. He buried his head deep into her collarbone, which was still dotted with water droplets, and forcefully inhaled the scent.
"Mmm~ Yu... Yu-kun~ Not yet, Hanawa's body is still wet..."
Hanawa Amakawa didn't resist at all. Instead, she twisted her body, adjusting for a more suitable position, making her back and Ho Fei-yu's chest press even more tightly together, as if she wanted to melt into him. Feeling his hot breath travel down her towel and hit her chest, the girl murmured shyly.
"I'll help you dry off, Hanawa-chan."
Ho Fei-yu maintained this posture for five or six minutes before finally raising his head and whispering close to Hanawa Amakawa's ear.
"Mhm, Yu-kun... you let go of my hands first, otherwise~"
The girl blushed, nodded her small head, and cooed sweetly.
Ho Fei-yu opened his arms. Hanawa Amakawa then raised her arm, revealing the towel tied under her armpit, waiting for the boy to remove it and help her wipe her body.
"Nngh~ That tickles~ Haha~ Yu-kun~ Stop~"
Ho Fei-yu didn't immediately untie the towel from the girl's chest. Instead, he raised a hand and slid it down the girl's clear, jade-like arm, all the way to Hanawa Amakawa's clean, beautiful armpit. He playfully ran his fingers back and forth, causing the girl to tremble with laughter.
"Call me 'Husband' (Lao-gong)."
Seeing this, Ho Fei-yu suddenly had an amusing idea. He wrapped his other hand around Hanawa Amakawa's slender waist again. The hand that was teasing slowed down. He smiled, lifting the corner of his mouth, and said.
"H-husband (Lao-gong)."
Whether forced by Ho Fei-yu's threat of tickling her armpit, Hanawa Amakawa responded in a shy tone.
After the girl finished speaking, a blush spread from her cheeks down to her neck and ears. The spring water in her purple eyes was almost tangible, threatening to overflow. She knew what this meant.
"Say Fu-jun."
"Fu... Fu-jun."
Hanawa Amakawa followed Ho Fei-yu's words again.
"Yu-kun, what is Fu-jun?"
But this time, Hanawa Amakawa asked Ho Fei-yu in confusion. She understood 'Husband' (Lao-gong), but what did Fu-jun mean?
"Hehe, Fu-jun is a respectful term for a husband used by a wife in my hometown's past. I can also call you Niang-zi (Wife)."
"Niang-zi~"
Hanawa Amakawa whispered, a smile in her eyes.
"Then, Hanawa-chan, do you want to be my Niang-zi?"
"Of course I do!"
Without hesitation, Hanawa Amakawa showed no reluctance. Her tone was even serious.
"I also want to be your Fu-jun, Hanawa-chan. How about we use these terms when we're alone in the future?"
Ho Fei-yu rested his head on Hanawa Amakawa's fragrant shoulder, his cheek pressed against hers, and spoke slowly.
"Mhm~ Fu... Fu-jun."
"Good girl, Hanawa darling, Mwah~"
Hearing Hanawa Amakawa's obedient words, Ho Fei-yu happily kissed her cheek.
A pink, ambiguous aura enveloped the two, growing more intense.
"Yu... Fu-jun, help me wipe my body."
Hanawa Amakawa was the first to break the silence. The girl was very smart and obedient, immediately putting her new knowledge to use.
"Alright."
This time, Ho Fei-yu stopped playing games and slowly unfastened the towel from under Hanawa Amakawa's armpit.
"Hanawa-chan, lie on the sofa first. It'll be easier that way."
Ho Fei-yu first wiped the girl's back clean with the towel. When it came to the front, he realized the posture was inconvenient, so he suggested.
Hanawa Amakawa, hugging the towel that was about to fall apart, obediently slid her hips off Ho Fei-yu onto the sofa. Then, she stretched her waist and slowly lay down, her two full thighs resting entirely on Ho Fei-yu's lap.
Ho Fei-yu looked down at the charmingly shy Hanawa Amakawa, especially the glimpses of scenery faintly visible beneath the towel. His throat couldn't help but bob a few times. He changed his posture from sitting to kneeling on the sofa, slowly climbing towards the girl's chest.
Hanawa Amakawa shyly turned her head, avoiding eye contact with Ho Fei-yu.
Ho Fei-yu took the towel from Hanawa Amakawa's hand. At this moment, the girl was like a fresh bamboo shoot, and the towel covering her delicate body was the husk.
The husk was slowly peeled back by Ho Fei-yu, and the white, tender shoot was revealed before him.
Hanawa Amakawa instinctively reached out a shy hand to cover her most beautiful part, her eyes filled with passion.
Ho Fei-yu took the towel and began to help the girl wipe her flat lower abdomen. Soon, the water droplets disappeared. Then, his gaze was drawn to the small, vertical belly button on Hanawa Amakawa's stomach.
He instinctively leaned down, pressing his lips onto the soft belly button, and stuck out his tongue, tasting the girl's warmth.
Hanawa Amakawa let out a soft moan, feeling the wet warmth on her abdomen, then stretched out a hand to gently stroke the back of the boy's head.
After a while, Ho Fei-yu raised his head and crawled forward. He parted the hands covering the girl's chest. The hand holding the towel began its work again, first around the snowy peaks, then the lofty summit, and finally the ravine hidden between the twin peaks. Ho Fei-yu patiently wiped every area clean.
Perhaps it wasn't entirely a clean job, as the towering snowy peaks kept trembling during the wiping process. Helplessly, Ho Fei-yu had to use his tongue to wrap around them and his lips and teeth to hold them still. After a series of actions, he finally finished.
Ho Fei-yu stood up and smacked his lips, feeling a milky sweetness in his mouth. It was a bit like the Wo-Wo Milk Candy he loved in his past life—rich in flavor, with a lingering aftertaste.
The upper body was mostly dry. Ho Fei-yu changed direction and moved downward. After drying the damp bush, he moved to the wettest place.
Before his face even got close, he could feel the moisture it contained.
Ho Fei-yu first used the towel to wipe the surrounding area dry. However, he decided to use a different approach for the innermost part. The towel was no longer useful and was casually tossed aside.
First, he rapidly licked the water droplets with his tongue, then delved deeper. Only by thoroughly excavating all the hidden moisture inside could he offer a complete cure.
Like a dog drinking water, he curled his tongue, collecting the water in the vessel formed by his tongue, and quickly scooped it up, repeating the complex motion over and over. Under the continuous stimulation, a large burst of fresh water finally flowed into Ho Fei-yu's mouth. His previously deflated cheeks were now puffed out.
Suppressing the urge to swallow, Ho Fei-yu quickly moved to Hanawa Amakawa, whose cheeks were flushed and her eyes were hazy. He kissed her lips, sharing the peach juice in his mouth with the girl. In their intertwining, each of them drank half.
At some point, the two had become completely naked.
"Hanawa-chan."
"Yu-kun."
They called out to each other affectionately. The Dragon slowly entered the Cave and began its rhythmic attack. The sound of waves crashing against rocks echoed in the living room, and the girl's delicate lips played a tempting song.
Two hours later.
"More... I want more."
Ho Fei-yu looked at the sweaty and exhausted Hanawa Amakawa. He was about to get up and take the girl to the bedroom to rest. The Dragon was just about to leave, but he hadn't expected the girl to still have the strength. Her soft thighs crossed, tightly clamping his waist. The Dragon returned to the Cave.
"Hanawa-chan, you're very tired. How about next time, okay?"
Having no choice, Ho Fei-yu leaned back down, pressing against Hanawa Amakawa's delicate body, and spoke tenderly near her ear.
"...No..."
Hearing Ho Fei-yu's words, Hanawa Amakawa not only showed no intention of letting go but also wrapped her arms around Ho Fei-yu's neck, afraid he would run away.
"This is the last time. From now on, you must prioritize your health, got that!?"
Seeing Hanawa Amakawa's stubborn look, Ho Fei-yu decided to indulge the girl this one time. Since it concerned her health, his attitude had to be firm. He couldn't let the girl get hurt because of this.
"Mhm~"
Hanawa Amakawa narrowed her eyes, happily rubbing her cheek against Ho Fei-yu's.
Another hour and a half passed.
Hanawa Amakawa finally fell into a deep, content sleep.