What it exudes is the scent of a mountain snow lotus. Ping Qingshan smiled and pulled the girl up, placed her on top of himself, and hugged her tightly from behind. Sakurajima Mai's body trembled, but she did not struggle. Just hugging each other seemed a bit boring, and the bath just now made me feel dizzy. Although he wanted to do something, he had just been rejected once. He knew very well that the timing was not right and he needed to give Sakurajima Mai some emotional buffer. So the man turned on the TV to provide background noise. "Everyone's Battle Royale! New Year, special show!!!" The TV was Tokyo TV, and Battle Royale was playing. "Special program? Why are there our scenes in the opening credits?" Sakurajima Mai was quite surprised. "This special episode is not very interesting. It is mainly to promote the next episode." Ping Qingshan sniffed the fragrance of the girl's hair.
The so-called special program is actually a group of reaction artists invited by Tokyo TV to replay the battle royale program that was aired last week. The so-called reaction artists are those who have a small square cut out around the TV screen to display the reactions and complaints of these people when watching the show. In essence, it is a bit like an artificially low-profile version of the barrage video? In fact, the second episode of Battle Royale has already been scheduled and even edited. It’s just because Tokyo TV thought there was no need to compete with the Red and White Song Contest during the New Year’s Eve, so it chose to release the second season after the New Year. As for this mid-term schedule, a so-called special edition was created to take on the brunt of the pressure. I have to say, Tokyo TV still has something to offer. This special edition also used new materials for some of the same scenes, and the guest speakers who were invited to make comments were also quite impressive. In addition, this version has many more so-called "unreleased scenes" than the previous program. These are the scenes that were abandoned in the first editing because they were not exciting enough. Many Japanese variety shows follow this routine, first showing a simplified version, then a satirical version, and finally a 2-hour special edition. Tokyo TV is not that wicked. For this special version, Ping Qingshan also asked Da Ze Mingguang to re-edit it, which can be regarded as a director's cut. Although it is a bit bad, it is not that bad. It must be said that Da Ze Ming Guang learned a lot from Ping Qing Shan, and his directing skills have also improved a lot. This special edition has a slower pace. But it's still very interesting to watch. Especially when there are scenes where Ping Qingshan appears and the scenes are slightly funny, Sakurajima Mai laughs so hard that she falls over and over again in the man's arms. The point of laughter is too low. Ping Qingshan once again straightened the girl in his arms and couldn't help but complain in his heart.
The two of them watched the two-hour special program together, and Ping Qingshan finally waited until it was time to go to bed. "It's quite late, time to go to bed." Ping Qingshan pretended to check the time, then pulled the girl to wash up together, and then lay down on the wide bed. Although Hira Kiyoshige persuaded Sakurajima Mai to sleep with him by using the weird reason that it would save electricity to only turn on the air conditioner in one room, however, due to Sakurajima Mai's insistence, there were two sets of quilts on the bed. Everyone sleeps separately. Lying in bed, with plain clothes on, I naturally have no desire to sleep. If you turn slightly to the side, you can see Sakurajima Mai's cute sleeping face in the moonlight. Now, it's time to make a choice. Do you want to be a beast, or worse than a beast? "Mai, are you asleep?" The girl opened her eyes, and they looked at each other. "Cold?" Mai Sakurajima didn't know why Hira Kiyoshi suddenly said this, but she soon found out. Soon a hot hand reached into her bed and pulled the girl into a warm embrace. "My quilt is warm." Ping Qingshan was talking nonsense in a serious manner, and Sakurajima Mai subconsciously wanted to curl up into a ball. However, before she could react, the hunter who had been patient for a long time attacked again. The taste of Sakurajima Mai's tongue is lightly fragrant. After a long time, until Sakurajima Mai's face turned red and she started breathing heavily, Ping Qingshan let her go. "Hu~ha~" Sakurajima Mai panted violently, and after a long while, she said, "When I was taking a hot spring bath, I wanted to say this. When I was on the set, everyone said that you were a herbivorous boy, but why... are you so skilled?" "I'm a herbivore???" Ping Qingshan was stunned: "Who told you?" "Even everyone in the big crew, when they were discussing you privately, said that Director Sugi might be a herbivore and never interested in actors." Sakurajima Mai said with a smile. Japanese people love to categorize. Everything has to be classified, even boyfriends have to be classified. Generally speaking, boys are divided into two types in relationships: herbivorous and carnivorous. The carnivorous type is the guy who takes the initiative, is very masculine, and has a strong desire to conquer, while the herbivorous type is the gentle guy who is not good at expressing his feelings. "I'm a director. When filming, I naturally have to be responsible for the entire work. How could I be considered a herbivore?" Ping Qingshan continued to be stunned. However, this is a great opportunity for him. Anyone who has talked to girls knows this. The most important thing to be afraid of when chatting is talking about private topics. The more private it is, the easier it is for people to think wrongly, and the more people think wrongly, the more it often means...
"Don't underestimate the herbivorous type." “No…No!” Ping Qingshan is like a gardener, carefully tending his own garden. In the center of the garden, there is a beautiful flower. When Sakura's panties left their original position and slid to the girl's knees, the dazed Sakurajima Mai suddenly woke up. But it was too late. Ping Qingshan's hands gently stroked the petals, clearing the dew off the cherry blossom petals. "Now, you still say I'm a herbivore?" Sakurajima Mai only felt that Ping Qingshan was like a ball of fire at this moment. This was not an illusion. The girl clearly felt a burning heat flowing along her skin, emitting a scorching temperature. The two returned to the warm bed. Just as the girl subconsciously relaxed her body, a burst of heat suddenly stretched open her most delicate pistil and probed deep into her. "Well!!!" A strange feeling of fullness spread throughout Mai Sakurajima's body. There were some bright red marks on the bed sheets. As the gardener carefully plucked the cherry blossom petals, his movements were no longer reckless but gentle. "Thank you for your hospitality." The man's magical voice rang in the girl's ears. Ping Qingshan slowly picked up the girl, and his hot big hands gently stroked the girl's sensitive parts, slowly relieving the girl's pain. "Huh~~~I...you..." The strange feeling made Sakurajima Mai's body lose all strength, and her brain was also confused. Ping Qingshan is very patient. Mai Sakurajima quickly recovered from the initial pain. A light rain came. It hit the cherry blossom petals, and the petals wet by the rain looked even more beautiful. Ping Qingshan made sure that the girl was no longer feeling pain before he gently stroked the surface of the petals with his fingers. The train started up with a bang. As the only occupant in the car. "Hmm~~~" The girl quickly got into the mood and her mouth was blocked. Mai Sakurajima closed her eyes and stopped resisting. She kissed the man passionately and allowed him to explore her.
The surging feeling gradually overwhelmed her. This was a feeling she had never experienced before. Chapter 110: Taste the Taste The next morning, Ping Qingshan woke up quietly from his sleep. The feeling in the cherry blossom garden yesterday was so comfortable that he still feels a little dizzy. Mai Sakurajima is still sleeping beside the pillow. A delicate face, with cheeks red because of the heating, and the winter morning sunlight shining through the gap in the curtains into a corner of the room, adding a touch of poetry to the scene. Ping Qingshan gently pulled his hand away, afraid of disturbing Sakurajima Mai's sleep. He looked at the ceiling, thinking back to last night's scene, and the feeling came back He actually didn't have a great time last night, but considering that the girl was a virgin, he didn't do too much. "Come to think of it, I haven't tasted meat in months." The director's work was still very heavy. Ping Qingshan got up carefully and went to the kitchen to make breakfast. Since Mai Sakurajima cooperated so well last night, he naturally had to reward her. The aroma of breakfast gradually filled the room. Ping Qingshan couldn't cook anything too complicated, so he just fried an egg and made a sandwich. Then he quietly walked into the bedroom carrying breakfast. Mai Sakurajima was still sleeping, and he carefully placed breakfast on the bedside table. He leaned gently into her ear and called, "Mai, get up and have breakfast." Sakurajima Mai hummed but didn't wake up. So the man gently kissed Mai Sakurajima's earlobe. "ah." This time, Sakurajima Mai woke up. Feeling a tingling sensation in her ears, the wonderful memories of last night suddenly flooded into her mind. The blush on her face had not yet faded. Ping Qingshan looked at her and his heart was beating again. "Good morning, Shan." Sakurajima Mai said softly with a sweet smile on her lips. The girl tidied up a bit, and the two of them sat at the dining table and slowly enjoyed their breakfast. The sunlight shines through the curtains onto my face, warm and beautiful. The two of them didn't go anywhere all day and just stayed at home all day. That evening, Ping Qingshan went for a walk in the cherry blossom garden again.
The train ran until midnight. Mai Sakurajima also became more proactive from her previous half-hearted attitude. The saying "once you taste the marrow, you'll know the taste" is probably true.
