Chapter 333 Futaba: Ling Qingjun, let Rio experience what passionate love is!

Futaba is unusually active today.

This is also a question that makes Qing very curious.

After entering, he asked: "Futaba, you seem very excited today?"

Her face was unusually red.

Futaba's eyes were blurred and she said the reason word by word.

"It's because of Rio…"

…

A few hours ago.

Futaba dressed herself up tightly and met Rio in a coffee shop.

"What do you want to say to me?"

Futaba asked the question directly.

"…"

Riyang found that the greetings she prepared seemed unnecessary.

"Huh…"

Took a deep breath.

Riyang also planned to speak directly.

She stared at Futaba's eyes under her sunglasses and asked seriously: "You and Ling Qing… have confirmed a special relationship, right?"

"Huh?"

This question surprised Futaba.

But she nodded and admitted it without hiding it.

"Yes, we are now in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, and I like him."

"How did you know about 07? Why are you asking this?"

After hearing the answer, Rio frowned with a trace of worry.

She did not answer Futaba's question directly.

Instead, she lowered her head and shook the coffee spoon and fell silent.

"…"

Just when Futaba's patience ran out.

She spoke again, and her words were shocking.

"Futaba, I want you to stay away from Ling Qing."

"What?!"

Futaba's eyes widened.

She was full of confusion.

"Why? We like each other. Didn't you say you would treat me as an independent person?"

"I know…"

Rio's head was always lowered.

She still remembered the promise she made.

"Do you know why you still want to restrict my freedom? I tell you, I can't leave Ling Qingjun anymore. I want to have her child."

Futaba would never agree with Rio's words.

However.

Rio raised her head.

Tears flashed in her eyes.

"Because… I can't help it!"

Rio's sudden emotional outburst made Futaba stunned.

An indescribable feeling of grievance surged in her heart.

Tears also flowed out of her eyes and dripped down.

This strange feeling made her at a loss.

Rio said in a deep voice: "You have discovered that even if I acknowledge your independent personality and identity, our essence has not changed."

"I am you, you are me, we are one."

"So… our feelings are also one!"

Rio: "You ask me why I know that you have confirmed your relationship?"

"I can feel it every time you make out, and I am completely messed up by your intimacy!"

Rio, who had experienced that feeling several times, had accumulated countless grievances that burst out at this moment.

Just because she understood that those intimate moments belonged to Futaba and had nothing to do with her.

"…"

Futaba, who knew about this for the first time, was speechless.

She didn't need her to explain, she had already experienced it.

The sudden grievance in her heart at this moment belonged to Rio.

After the outbreak and the truth.

The atmosphere fell into a deathly silence.

After a long time.

Futaba stood up.

"I understand…"

That's what she said, and then left the coffee shop.

Rio thought she understood her pain and agreed with her opinion.

But that was not the case.

It was impossible for Futaba to leave Lingqing.

She could She was sure that she had completely become Ling Qing.

She couldn't imagine the days of leaving him, and she didn't want to experience such pain.

But she also understood.

It was unfair to Rio to only look at her.

So… she wanted Rio to experience that unspeakable heartbeat.

"…"

After listening to Futaba's story, Ling Qing didn't know how to describe her feelings.

The most intuitive thing was… more excited.

This was the first time he heard of their empathy.

And Futaba could best understand his excitement.

She leaned against the tiled wall with her mouth curled up, and her hands stroked her resolute cheeks that were swept by the water.

She said softly: "Ling Qingjun, look at me, you are not looking at Futaba now, but Rio, Futaba Rio. "

"Please, let her know how much you like her and me."

Ling Qing smiled.

"I understand."

"Rio, accept my confession."

…

At Futaba Rio's home.

Bedroom.

"…"

Rio was relieved to not notice any unusual movements.

It seems that she took his words to heart.

"Finally… I can sleep peacefully. "

She covered herself with the quilt and lay down, closing her eyes.

"…"

After a while.

In the darkness, Rio opened her eyes.

There was a hint of suspicion in her eyes.

I… couldn't fall asleep.

It was obviously not as if there was no stimulation and touch from time to time as usual at night, and it was unprecedentedly quiet.

But she was not sleepy at all.

It was as if… as if something was missing.

"Is it because of the wrong sleeping position?"

She was unwilling to admit that she was not used to it because she did not have that kind of empathy.

She planned to change her position.

But the moment she turned around.

"Woo! ! !"

The familiar feeling rushed straight up from the bottom to the top of her head.

Yang curled up her body.

"Why?"

The pain made her eyes sparkle with tears.

But what Rio couldn't understand was why Futaba started again?

Also… why was her body cheering as if she had returned home?

443 Suddenly.

She seemed to hear the conversation between Futaba and Rio.

She seemed to see Ling Qing's face so close to her under the shower.

"Rio, accept my confession!"

Until Ling Qing said this.

Rio opened her eyes wide.

At this moment, what she saw in Ling Qing's eyes was not Futaba, but Rio. Futaba Rio was herself.

From this moment on.

Every word Ling Qing said to express his love was said to her.

Every action was with Rio.

Rio, who was alone in the quilt, had a hazy look in her eyes.

"Well… foul… this is a foul…"

Lastly, she left these words.

Rio's mind broke.

She realized that she had always been jealous of Ling Qing's love for Futaba.

But now.

It seems that she can also have this love and experience it.

"Ling Qing, I like you."

The voice came from Futaba's mouth.

But Ling Qing clearly felt that this was not Futaba, but Rio.

He couldn't help but grin.

"Rio, I received your feelings."

"Then, I seem to have to show some sincerity."

Nothing can better experience sincerity than the gear position of a sewing machine.

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