Puff—even people from sixty years ago, it would be too much to wear bras... Uh, maybe there was no such common sense in that era?


    "How is it? Do you feel your heartbeat?"


    Xizi made a sound and interrupted my long-lost experience of savoring the full touch of my palm. Her face turned slightly red, but I could confirm that there was no shyness in her eyes, it was just a physical instinctive reaction.


    Now, it is time for Yuko’s question to verify my judgment!


    Acting, continue.


    "Uh, this...that..."


    I let go of my right hand with an unpretentious and reluctant attitude, and my eyes wandered a little.


    "Because Senior Xizi''s breasts... cough, my **** are too big, no, I mean fat blocking - ahhhh! Why does the ghost have fat?"


    "That means I didn''t feel it?"


    Xizi smiled and looked at the "crazy" performance I deliberately made for, and suddenly spread her arms and hugged my head.


    "So this is the case-you can feel it?"


    Puff meow...


    My face was trapped between Yuko''s plump peaks.


    Undoubted softness and comfort--nobra is indeed high! However, it is often only the beautiful girls in the two-dimensional world who can ignore the gravity.


    In addition to the heart-warming softness and fragrance, it is incredible that although Gengyuko still maintains a fifteen-year-old mental age after sixty years, I felt something similar to the "glory of motherhood" in her arms - this wonderful feeling I had only experienced in completely adult women such as Miya, Shizuka Matsuka and Chitorima Orima. Isayama Huangquan and Saeko Mushima may have similar attributes, but they are more interdependent with me...


    Well, this is the end of thinking about life philosophy. ———This is the dividing line———Note 1: No one shouldn’t understand it, right? King in English means "king", and Japanese people are used to adding sama as the suffix when talking about "king".


    PS: By the way, the second half of this title is cute.


    Chapter 935 The girl at dusk × Empty lonely cold


    "Can you feel it now?"


    Xizi asked me again, and she didn''t seem to mind the action of me holding her waist and back "to maintain physical balance."


    By the way, in order not to have too much incongruity, I naturally made the "rejuvenation" gradually become invalid, so now I am a little shorter than Xiko, otherwise she wouldn''t have hugged my head so easily, right?


    "Ah, I can feel it now."


    I answered in a muffled voice, half sincere and half fake, mixed into the obsessive voice, and tightened my arms slightly and took a deep breath.


    "It''s amazing, even a heartbeat, and this body is no different from a living person. If I hadn''t been able to detect your deceased breath, I would never have thought that you were not a human."


    "Hmm?"


    Of course, Xizi could find that she was being held tightly, but she still didn''t think there was anything wrong with my behavior, but instead showed a thoughtful look.


    "Hey...do you think Kim feels very comfortable—the feeling of holding me?"


    "Um."


    I confessed readily, then left Yuko''s chest and continued the half-true "performance" "But I still have to say ''sorry'', after all, it''s too rude to do this."


    "It''s okay, I don''t mind!"