So You Were Just Pretending to Be Asleep

After he woke up, his golden-foiled cock was still ready for battle.

At this moment, Momoka was lying on top of him, the two of them on the sofa.

Luo Zhen had wanted to adjust his trajectory, but he sensed Momoka's slight movements.

He was pretending to sleep, and Momoka was pretending too. Moreover, she was carrying out some rather subtle probing.

Luo Zhen could clearly feel her breathing becoming erratic.

Her breasts pressed close against him, deforming and rubbing together. She was probably trying to rub against the two hard walnuts atop her big pudding-like chest.

Pressed together like this, Luo Zhen could even feel her wildly beating heart.

She was excited and nervous, already beginning to sweat profusely.

She let out soft moans, clearly savoring the pleasure brought by the friction below.

Momoka gradually got into the rhythm, and even her legs began moving unconsciously.

"Sorry, Little Zhen, gulp, but I really can't take it anymore."

"Pant, pant, it's great that you're still asleep. I'm almost there, so don't wake up."

She murmured softly, even sticking out her tongue to lick Luo Zhen's face.

"Mm-hmm~"

Her body tensed to the limit, followed by trembling.

The slight dampness made Luo Zhen's brow twitch faintly.

It Turns Out You Were Only Pretending to Sleep

The subtle change in Luo Zhen's expression made Momoka jolt all over.

As if scalded by hot water, she nearly wanted to spring away at once and put some distance between herself and Luo Zhen.

Fortunately, Luo Zhen did not open his eyes.

In fact, all that rubbing had earned Luo Zhen quite a bit of experience for his "Music Creation" skill.

Momoka sighed, finally relaxing a little.

After doing all that, her first reaction was regret. A deep sense of emptiness surfaced within her.

How could she do something like that? She had drunk last night and felt awful all over, yet Luo Zhen had carefully looked after her.

She had clung to him and refused to let go, but Luo Zhen had not minded. Instead, he had continued to indulge her.

But how had she repaid Luo Zhen?

Early in the morning, once the urge struck, she did something like this to him.

She felt that what she had done was utterly excessive, and even a trace of gloom appeared between her brows.

And yet, at this very moment, Luo Zhen was still pointing his gun at her—hard as a rod and warm enough to make her entire body itch again.

"I can't do this anymore. I'm a reliable adult. Sleeping while holding a cute boy is already bad enough."

"Doing something like this, then still wanting to continue because I haven't had enough, is even worse."

Momoka judged herself in her heart as an angel and devil began arguing fiercely within her.

"That's right, this should end here. Get up, wash up, and make breakfast for the boy and girl while I'm at it."

"But things have already come this far, and he still hasn't woken up. This is a rare opportunity. Should I keep going?"

The two thoughts clashed fiercely in her mind, and Momoka's heartbeat quickened.

Should she continue? Or stop here?

Luo Zhen made the choice for her. His cock twitched slightly.

Momoka sharply inhaled. Though it was only a slight movement, she had definitely felt some response.

She reached out, carefully pulled Luo Zhen's pants down a little, and grasped that blazing spear.

Her whole body trembled as sweat poured from her.

She couldn't do this, but she had no choice but to press onward now.

"I'm just going to rub against it. I won't put it in."

Thinking this, Momoka brought that cock into contact with her wet, sticky weak point.

"Mmnh~"

She let out a sultry sound and began moving busily again.

"Little Zhen..."

She softly called his name, but the pace of her movements began to quicken.

Just as she was about to reach her peak, the room door opened, and Nijika walked out.

"Good morning, Miss Momoka. I'm going to buy breakfast. What do you want to eat?"

Nijika rubbed her eyes, while Momoka immediately separated herself from Luo Zhen.

"What are you doing?"

The sharp-eyed girl had already noticed that something was off.

Although she really liked Momoka and Momoka's songs truly sounded great, if Momoka had done something bad, she would throw a punch without hesitation.

A bad person like you deserves to be severely corrected!

Nijika strode over, looking at Luo Zhen with his eyes closed on the sofa and the nervous-looking Momoka.

She immediately lifted the thin blanket.

I'm screwed!

Momoka's brain instantly crashed. She had thrown the blanket over them in a panic.

And Luo Zhen was currently bare-assed, with his pants halfway pulled down.

She should have stopped Nijika, but Nijika was too fast, and Momoka had no time to react.

If everything beneath the blanket was exposed, Momoka's life would be over.

She could already picture herself being arrested, thrown into prison, and living out a miserable life.

However, after the blanket was lifted, Luo Zhen's pants were perfectly intact.

Momoka blinked. The situation had been so urgent that she had not had time to fix them. What was going on?

Nijika still felt something was wrong, but she found nothing.

"Ahahaha, I think I got too drunk last night, so I passed out here on the sofa."

Momoka offered a terrible excuse, hoping to muddle through somehow.

Luo Zhen also opened his eyes at just the right moment, putting on a dazed expression.

"Nijika, Momoka, good morning. I'll ask the teacher for leave later. There's no rush with today's matters."

As Luo Zhen spoke, he got up as well.

"I have a car. Whatever you need to do, I can drive you there."

"Right, go wash up first. We'll have breakfast together afterward, then go take care of things."

Momoka gave an awkward smile and reached up to scratch her hair.

Nijika stroked her chin, then turned and slipped into the bathroom to get busy.

Momoka looked at Luo Zhen, her gaze carrying a hint of scrutiny.

"You... were awake the whole time?"

She asked, her heartbeat accelerating again as she unconsciously swallowed several times.

The boy had been pretending to sleep. Did that mean he had directly "allowed" everything she had done?

Why would he do that? Momoka could not understand it, but she felt that she had an "opportunity."

"What are you talking about? I don't know."

Luo Zhen patted her shoulder, saying everything without saying a word.

Momoka frowned, her face full of confusion. She truly could not understand this development.

Once the three of them had washed up and finished preparing, they got ready to head out.

Momoka's car was fairly spacious, which seemed related to her work.

Besides making music, she also did some cargo transportation work. Her life was quite comfortable.

Nijika got out to buy breakfast, leaving only Luo Zhen and Momoka in the car.

Momoka looked out the window, her fingers tapping anxiously against the steering wheel.

Luo Zhen watched her with a smile.

Momoka finally could not hold back any longer. She reached for the gearshift, but after merely touching it, her hand quickly settled onto Luo Zhen's thigh.

So compared to the car's gearshift, she wanted to touch Luo Zhen's gearshift more.

"Oh my, Momoka, isn't this a little inappropriate?"

Luo Zhen said with a smile. His words said so, but he showed no intention of resisting.

"If you think it's inappropriate, then slap my hand away."

Momoka said. She was gambling, feeling that she very likely had a chance.

She could tell from all sorts of details.

She had done something so excessive that morning, and Luo Zhen knew all about it, yet he had not resisted in the slightest.

Momoka did not know what this boy was thinking, but this was a once-in-a-lifetime chance. She should try to seize it!

Rather than slapping her hand away, Luo Zhen directly held it down.

That reminded Momoka of some strange little videos.

It was probably about a woman driving a luxury car, reaching for the gearshift, and casually brushing the thigh of the man in the passenger seat.

If it was a lousy car, the moment her hand approached the gearshift, the man would move his leg away.

But if it was a luxury car, the man would eagerly move his leg closer.

Now, Luo Zhen held her hand down, allowing her to freely stroke and knead his soft thigh.

What was going on?

Her car was just an ordinary one. Wasn't this a little strange?

"Momoka, you're very cool."

Luo Zhen spoke words of praise as he guided her hand onward.

Momoka blushed, and then Luo Zhen trapped her hand between his legs.

Momoka swallowed, her mind already growing hazy.

This boy who looked so pure was actually an incredible little slut. She really wanted to take him right there.

Just as Momoka wanted to do something, such as touch that hard, hot gearshift or stroke the heavy bag of seeds, Luo Zhen suddenly released his legs.

"It's time for breakfast."

Luo Zhen gave Momoka a deep look.

At that instant, Momoka felt as if ants were crawling all over her body.

She could not take it anymore!

Before Nijika came close, Momoka fiercely kneaded Luo Zhen's thigh several times, even reaching over to touch that special gearshift standing at attention.