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He was filled with doubt. Temari had invited him to her house for dinner and was taking a bath at this time. These were all hints. He understood them, but what did it mean to lock the door?
"I'm taking a bath inside, please wait a moment," Temari said.
"Okay!" Qiu Xiaoming replied somewhat helplessly.
What does this mean? What exactly does this mean?
Temari, sitting in the bathroom, watched Qiu Xiaoming leave, her pretty face flushed.
"That little rascal, he's really not behaving himself. Luckily, I was prepared and locked the door." Temari muttered, her face flushed.
Then, Temari placed one hand on the steamed bun and the other on the entrance to the Water Curtain Cave, closing her beautiful eyes.
"It seems that compared to how he taught me, it definitely lacks a lot of flavor." Temari murmured softly, her beautiful eyes closed.
Qiu Xiaoming sat in his chair, continuing to eat Yoshino's food, still unable to understand what Temari meant by this.
Time passed slowly.
"Crack!"
The crisp sound of the door opening made Qiu Xiaoming, who was eating, turn his head and look in the direction of Temari.
A stunningly beautiful woman captivated his gaze.
Temari was wearing a loose white silk nightgown, and her long, smooth golden hair was softly draped over her shoulders, still damp with moisture.
Her face was stunningly beautiful, her neck was fair and slender, her shoulders were delicate and fragrant, and her waist was slender. She was tied with a pink belt, making her look so delicate that one couldn't help but worry that she might break if one exerted too much force.
Beneath the hem of her nightgown were a pair of straight, fair, and slender legs, which gleamed with a lustrous sheen under the light, exuding an alluring charm.
"Temari-neechan." Looking at Temari's expression, Qiu Xiaoming couldn't help but swallow hard, his throat bobbing as he spoke.
"What are you looking at? Why are you staring like that!" Temari blushed even more when she saw Qiu Xiaoming staring at her intently. She gave him a playful glare before walking into the kitchen.
Qiu Xiaoming looked at Temari entering the kitchen, feeling even more puzzled.
He was certain that Temari was seducing him, but if that was the case, why did she lock the door just now?
Qiu Xiaoming couldn't understand it.
Soon, Temari brought out a bowl of instant ramen from the kitchen, sat opposite Qiu Xiaoming, smoothed her hair, and slowly began to eat.
Qiu Xiaoming remained motionless, sitting opposite Temari and watching her eat.
Temari could clearly feel Qiu Xiaoming's gaze, which made her face blush even more. She secretly raised her beautiful eyes to glance at Qiu Xiaoming, and seeing that he was staring straight at her, Temari quickly lowered her head and continued eating.
Temari eats very slowly; she eats those instant ramen noodles one strand at a time.
Qiu Xiaoming was certain that Temari was stalling for time because of the meal he had eaten with her last time.
Although Temari doesn't eat quickly, she's definitely not that slow.
As the last strand of ramen entered Temari's mouth, she pulled out a tissue, wiped her mouth, and looked at Qiu Xiaoming, asking casually, "Didn't you just want to go to the bathroom? Why didn't you go?"
"I don't want to go," Qiu Xiaoming said.
Upon hearing this, Temari nodded slightly and then said, "My back is hurting a little again. Could you give me a massage?"
“Okay!” Qiu Xiaoming nodded immediately, then said, “Temari-nee, you can lie down on the sofa.”
"Um, let's go to my room instead..." Temari bit her red lips, her face growing hotter and hotter, her tone revealing a mix of nervousness, fear, and even anticipation.
Chapter 66, for example, that thing.
"Let's go up then." Qiu Xiaoming was also a little excited.
"Hmm!" Temari nodded gently and slowly stood up, but because her legs were a little weak, she almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Qiu Xiaoming reacted quickly and caught Temari's slender waist, pulling her into his arms.
"It seems Temari-neechan's back is hurting quite a bit. Let me help you up." Qiu Xiaoming hugged Temari's waist.
Temari nodded slightly after hearing this.
Then, Temari pressed her body completely against Qiu Xiaoming's, her body tense, and her steamed bun pressed against Qiu Xiaoming's side.
"Hiss!" Feeling the soft, elastic texture of Temari's body, Qiu Xiaoming couldn't help but gasp.
Moreover, the scent emanating from Temari filled his nostrils, making his breathing much heavier.
Qiu Xiaoming carried Temari towards the stairwell, while Temari buried her head in Qiu Xiaoming's arms, her face flushed, her breathing rapid like Qiu Xiaoming's, and her heart beating very fast.
"Oh!"
"Temari-neechan!" Qiu Xiaoming called out after closing the bedroom door.
"Hmm?" Temari raised her blushing face and looked at Qiu Xiaoming with her charming eyes.
Seeing Temari in this state, Qiu Xiaoming could no longer bear it. He lowered his head and kissed Temari.
"Ugh..." Temari's eyes widened, her mind went blank as if it had exploded, and her whole body stiffened.
Although she had prepared herself, when the moment they actually kissed, her heart still pounded wildly, her face burned, and her feelings were incredibly complicated.
In the end, Temari wrapped her arms around Qiu Xiaoming's neck and began to respond enthusiastically.
"Thump!" The two fell onto the bed, embracing each other tightly and rolling around.
After an unknown amount of time, the two separated their mouths when they felt suffocated, and gasped for breath.
"Temari-neechan, you have such a sweet tongue." Qiu Xiaoming leaned on Temari and smiled as he looked at her.
"You hit Temari again, you're asking for it!" Temari playfully punched Qiu Xiaoming's chest, her cheeks flushed red.
"Temari-neechan, you have no idea how alluring you look right now," Qiu Xiaoming said dreamily, gazing into Temari's misty eyes.
"If you keep talking nonsense, I'm really going to beat you up!" Temari said, pointing her slender finger at Qiu Xiaoming's forehead.
How beautiful? Temari didn't know, because Shikamaru, who should have appreciated it, never did, or rather, never even thought of appreciating it.
Temari had doubted herself more than once, wondering if she wasn't charming enough or pretty enough, but now she has the answer: it's just that some people don't know how to appreciate her.
Qiu Xiaoming's words stirred a sweet feeling in Temari's heart, igniting a flame within her.
Beautiful flowers, if their owners don't know how to appreciate them or pick them, will one day be secretly plucked by flower thieves who know how to appreciate beauty.
"I'm telling the truth, Temari-neechan," Qiu Xiaoming said earnestly, looking at Temari with deep affection.
Temari fell silent, her beautiful eyes fixed on Qiu Xiaoming, lost in thought.
"Um, Xiaoming, could you give me a massage like you did last time?" Temari suddenly blushed and said shyly.
“Okay!” Qiu Xiaoming agreed. This was a normal procedure, and he wasn’t in a hurry.
Qiu Xiaoming placed his large hand on the steamed bun and gently kneaded it, while his other hand ventured into the Water Curtain Cave to explore.
"Why? I don't feel this way myself?" Temari felt Qiu Xiaoming's massage, her beautiful eyes half-closed, and she was completely lost in a daze.
This feeling was strange; it made her incredibly happy and unable to control herself.
"Xiaoming, kiss me." Temari bit her lip tightly, her beautiful eyes filled with longing and anticipation.
"Okay." Qiu Xiaoming nodded with a smile, then leaned down and gently kissed Temari's cherry-like lips.
The two kissed passionately, and at that moment, the whole world seemed to fall silent, leaving only the two of them and their burning body heat.
After a long while, Temari pulled away from Qiu Xiaoming's lips, her beautiful eyes filled with intoxication.
"Temari-neechan, do you like it?" Qiu Xiaoming asked.
"I like it." Temari didn't hide it, after all, she really liked it a lot, she had never felt this way before.
Seeing Temari's straightforward admission, Qiu Xiaoming grinned and said, "Then, let's do something else."
"What are you doing?" Temari was taken aback.
“Like that thing.” Qiu Xiaoming chuckled.
"Oh, Xiaoming, you're such a bad guy!" Temari pouted and kept punching Qiu Xiaoming's chest.
"Temari-neechan, give it to me, okay?" Qiu Xiaoming grabbed Temari's little fist, his eyes burning with desire.
Temari hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No!"
"Why?" Qiu Xiaoming was dumbfounded. They had come this far, and he thought he could finally win Temari's hand, but she said no?
"We've reached our limit. We can't continue like this. If we do, I'll really be letting Shikamaru down," Temari said with a sigh, a hint of pain flashing in her eyes.
She wanted to continue, too, but her status prevented her from doing so.
She is not like Hinata, who was betrayed by Naruto first, nor like Kushina, whose Fourth Hokage has been dead for countless years.
Although Shikamaru wronged her, it was only in terms of their marital relationship, and Shikamaru is still alive and well.
She couldn't get over that hurdle.
"Temari-neechan, this isn't fair! I made you so happy, but I got nothing in return," Qiu Xiaoming said indignantly.
"Hmph! I've already let you take such a big advantage, and you still have nothing?" Temari glared at Qiu Xiaoming charmingly and said irritably.
"But look, I'm already feeling so bad, and feeling this bad isn't the same thing!" Qiu Xiaoming said, sounding extremely aggrieved, as if he was about to explode.
Ino, Ino didn't get to eat, Sai is at home.
Shikamaru wasn't home, so Temari wasn't given any food.
In that case, it would be better to go back to Kushina. If that doesn't work, going to Hinata's house would be a good option too. Both of them are definitely edible.
"Pfft!" Temari covered her mouth and laughed when she saw Qiu Xiaoming's aggrieved look.
"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. How about this, I'll help you with my hand, okay?" Temari stretched out her little hand and said, "This is fair to you and fair to me, isn't it? After all, you're only using your hand."
"Alright!" Seeing that Temari was willing to help, Qiu Xiaoming had no choice but to agree. As long as there was progress, that was fine. As for whether or not to eat, that could be dealt with slowly.
Just like with Kushina, take it one step at a time, slowly break down their mental defenses, and one day, you'll be able to completely devour them.
Seeing that Qiu Xiaoming agreed, Temari reached out her little hand and carefully took out the baguette.
Chapter 67 Temari, swallow it down.
Oh! When Temari saw the size of the baguette, her beautiful eyes lit up. She had sensed its size when Qiu Xiaoming massaged her before, but she hadn't expected it to be this spectacular.
As a young woman full of vigor, she exuded a strong masculine aura. Her fair and delicate hands held and played with the baguette, and then she took the initiative to kiss Qiu Xiaoming. Her hands became more and more skillful, and she gradually became reluctant to let go of the baguette.
Qiu Xiaoming kissed Temari and gently kneaded the steamed bun with both hands.
"Phew~" Temari let out a long sigh, her beautiful eyes were dreamy, and her stunning face was flushed.
Temari felt incredibly wet inside, and was so embarrassed that she lowered her head, not daring to lift it, but her little hands never stopped moving.
"Temari-neechan, you help me, I help you, this is called mutual help, right?" Qiu Xiaoming's hand also ventured into the Water Curtain Cave. He let go of Temari's little mouth, looked at her blushing face, and couldn't help but tease her.
"No way, who wants to help you out? You brat, don't act innocent after getting something for nothing." Temari gave Qiu Xiaoming a charming glare and said coquettishly.
"Then tell me, isn't this mutual help?" Qiu Xiaoming asked with a grin.
"You..." Temari was speechless. She couldn't refute him because she really liked what Qiu Xiaoming was doing. Otherwise, she wouldn't have invited him to her home for dinner.
Temari stopped talking and focused on helping Qiu Xiaoming.
But gradually she noticed that her hands were getting sore, and Qiu Xiaoming didn't react at all.
"Why aren't you out yet? Hurry up and release them! My arms are getting sore!" Temari said to Qiu Xiaoming in an annoyed tone.
"But he won't listen to me!" Qiu Xiaoming said helplessly. Then he leaned close to Temari's ear and chuckled mischievously, "Temari-neechan, why don't you try it here?"
As Qiu Xiaoming spoke, he pointed to Temari's small mouth.
"You, you said to use this?" Temari pointed to her small mouth, the blush that had just faded from her cheeks rising again to her jade-like face, her heart pounding wildly.
She had never known that women could also receive help in this way. At the same time, feeling extremely embarrassed, she also felt a faint sense of anticipation and wanted to try it out to see what it would be like.
"Ah? No, that would be so embarrassing!" Temari murmured shyly, her rosy lips involuntarily pursing.
She was somewhat hopeful, but she couldn't just agree to Qiu Xiaoming's request all at once.
"I refuse to believe I can't defeat it today!" Temari's stubbornness flared up, and she threw herself back into the battle. To make it easier to move, she rested her chin on Qiu Xiaoming's thigh and continued to help with the battle with her little hands.
After a few minutes, there was still no progress. Temari looked at the top of the egg-sized goose egg in front of her. It was rosy and looked quite cute. For some reason, she really wanted to swallow it whole.
"Good sir Temari, please help me, okay?" Qiu Xiaoming saw that the time was about right, so he leaned closer to Temari and said in a coquettish manner.
"But I've never tried it before?" Temari replied shyly, her head lowered and her face flushed.
"It's okay, I'll teach you as you do it, and you'll learn it naturally," Qiu Xiaoming said with a smile, his eyes slightly narrowed.
Temari hesitated for a long time, but in the end she couldn't resist the temptation and nodded.