There's something wrong with my love tips

Chapter 237 It’s so comfortable
The delicate device with only a few buttons lies quietly in the palm of Miyuki Tachibana's hand. The clean and neat shell and its hidden meaning are like the legendary Pandora's box, tempting everyone who sees it to press it.

After Tachibana Miyuki finished speaking, she subconsciously reached out her brightly painted fingernails towards the switch. When she was about to touch it, another hand in front of her stopped her.

Tachibana Miyuki looked up in confusion, and Natsume Yuikawa shook his head at her, then took the device from her palm, held it in his own hand, and said, "Miyuki did it all by herself just now, so let me control this part."

"Eh?"

When Tachibana Miyuki reacted, she clenched her hands a few times and her hands were empty.

"It's just a switch, nothing special. Forget it."

Tachibana Miyuki thought that this thing could only be pressed once, at the beginning and at the end, and it would be cumbersome to hold in the hand most of the time. It was only because Natsume Yuikawa thought it was novel that she wanted to hold it, so she might as well just agree to it.

Natsume Yuikawa saw the compromise that Tachibana Miyuki made in a short period of time, snickered, and then patted her knees, "Miyuki, you still have some work to do."

Tachibana Miyuki lowered her eyes and looked in the direction of the sound. She knew what the little brat Natsume Yuikawa was thinking. She stood up with a slightly blushing face and helped him take off the rest of his clothes.

When only one layer of cloth was left, due to its expansion due to heat, Tachibana Miyuki could already see the specific outline clearly and swallowed subconsciously.

"Gudong."

No matter how many times you have seen it, you will be shocked by its scale. Natsume Weichuan is at an age where his teeth haven't even grown out yet, so how can it be so spectacular?

Will it continue to grow in the future?
Countless questions floated through Tachibana Miyuki's mind. This was also a way for her to divert her attention and prevent herself from fainting on the spot because of embarrassment.

The white little hand trembled as it pulled off the plaid fabric, and Natsume Yuikawa's weakness was instantly exposed. He looked ferocious, as if he was showing off to Tachibana Miyuki, which startled the latter.

That's good.

Miyuki Tachibana felt her cheeks starting to burn, so hot that they almost didn't belong to her. She let go of her hands and knelt down where she was.

Next, it’s time to officially begin.

His heartbeat started to speed up again, but Natsume Weichuan in front of him didn't move for a long time. After a while, he pointed a finger somewhere.

But just when she thought she had tried hard enough, Natsume Weichuan's words rang in her ears like the devil's whisper.

"Sister Miyuki, why are you only eating the front end? The dinner I prepared for you shouldn't be too filling, right?"

"Well"

Tachibana Miyuki restrained herself and made a sound that was almost a growl. She now realized that every time this happened, Natsume Yuikawa seemed to ignore her authority more and more, as if their identities had been swapped.

Humph, don’t be too proud, Natsume Yuikawa.

I want you to know that children are children. Even if they force themselves to wear adult suits, they will still look funny and cute, which is nothing at all.

Tachibana Miyuki worked even harder. She put one hand on Natsume Yuikawa, from which she could clearly feel the subtle changes in the latter's emotions.

When she noticed that Natsume Yuikawa's muscles were becoming increasingly stiff, Tachibana Miyuki smiled as if she had seen the dawn of victory, and a stream of saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth.

However, Natsume Yuikawa held her cheeks at this moment, waited until they separated, and said, "Stop, it's enough."

"Ok?"

Tachibana Miyuki let out a light exclamation and looked at the sparkling part in confusion. It was clearly almost over, so wasn't it just cheating to call a stop now?
"Because I don't want it to go to waste."

Natsume Yuikawa took the initiative to explain, then held Tachibana Miyuki's shoulders and laid her down on the yoga mat.

Use your hands to help put together the pair of long legs in flesh-colored stockings that were soaked with sweat.

"Sister Miyuki, my dear sister, the real show has just begun." Natsume Yuikawa said.

Tachibana Miyuki's eyes were as white as silk, and she tilted her head and breathed slightly. Her long brown hair had been disheveled during the previous process, and spread out on the yoga mat along her slender snow-white neck, like a splash-ink landscape painting.

At this moment, in addition to those strange feelings, she was even more shocked by the moves that Natsume Weichuan had learned from somewhere.

However, if I keep going on like this, I'll probably be very tired, right?

Tachibana Miyuki thought about the consequence that her leg muscles would probably be sore tomorrow morning, but she didn't warn him. Now that Natsume Yuikawa had already compromised on the choice, it didn't matter if she suffered a little.

However, Natsume Yuikawa had experimented with Mochizuki Maaya before, so how could he not know that there was still a single variable?

Caught off guard, Tachibana Miyuki let out a soft sound and almost sat up from the yoga mat. Only after she came to her senses did she slowly lie down again.

This annoying guy Natsume Yuikawa is really thoughtful.

Tachibana Miyuki is in a very conflicted mood now. She is pleased with Natsume Yuikawa's thorough preparations, but she also can't help but feel some deep resentment.

Did she learn all this from that girl named Mochizuki Maaya? How did she change from the cute girl who would blush whenever she talked to herself to the sophisticated person she is now? The rustling sound of her stockings rubbing against each other made Tachibana Miyuki's senses go crazy, and in the end, she couldn't help but hug Natsume Yuikawa.

The space for movement was greatly reduced due to the pressure, and Natsume Weichuan relaxed.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to catch his breath, he teased, "Sister Miyuki, do you think this is okay?"

Tachibana Miyuki turned away embarrassedly, hiding her expression in her soft hair, and said in a lazy voice: "You obviously know everything, why are you asking me?"

The joy in Natsume Weichuan's heart became more obvious. He leaned in close to smell and kiss Tachibana Miyuki's hair, and said in a coquettish tone: "Because everything I do is to make you feel happy, Sister Miyuki. Only by getting your truest feelings can I find the right direction to exert my efforts and not go astray."

After listening to Natsume Yuikawa's explanation, Tachibana Miyuki did not respond for a short time, but muttered to herself.

When you say you're getting your truest feelings, isn't that just wanting yourself to shout out loud?

You bad boy, you are still playing word games with me. Do you think all the years I’m older than you have been in vain?

For the inexperienced Tachibana Miyuki, this was too embarrassing, especially when facing Natsume Yuikawa, who was younger than her, she felt that it was a very shameful act.

This is different from Mochizuki Maaya who initially wanted to compete secretly with Natsume Yuikawa.

Tachibana Miyuki said nothing, and Natsume Yuikawa did not force her to answer, but just stared at her quietly.

Because of her actions that were beyond the scope of daily behavior, countless tiny wrinkles appeared on the dark purple dress that Miyuki Tachibana was wearing, but they were not spread everywhere. At least, the front of her body, which was perfectly shaped by its roundness, was an exception.

My eyes shifted downwards. The hem of the skirt wrapped around her tight hips was also bulging. Although the arms and long legs hanging outside were much fuller than those of Mochizuki Mayaya, there was no excess fat. The flesh-colored stockings were dimly glowing under the chandelier in the warehouse, embellishing her pair of slender legs beautifully and flawlessly.

"You don't want to talk, right? Then tighten it up for me."

Natsume Yuikawa's right hand, which was originally gently resting on Tachibana Miyuki's waist, slapped her side hard.

The crisp sound echoed in the warehouse surrounded by walls. Natsume Weichuan's palms were numb from the strong elasticity.
Based on the principle that force is mutual, I believe the latter's pain will not be less severe than mine.

In an instant, his mind was filled with thoughts of screwing up, and Natsume Weichuan hurriedly wanted to apologize, but before that
"Ugh-"

Tachibana Miyuki cried out in pain, and just like that, Natsume Yuikawa turned all his words into held breath.

Natsume Weichuan no longer thought about apologizing and took action on his own initiative.

This time, neither side had the energy to communicate any more. After a long time, everything returned to peace again.

Natsume Weichuan lay on his back on the yoga mat, staring straight at the chandelier on the ceiling. His consciousness began to gradually drift away, and he thought about the lunch he was going to have tomorrow.

Tachibana Miyuki didn't look much better than him, but her facial features seemed to be dull. Her eyes glanced around randomly, and her rosy lips were slightly parted, exuding a warm breath.

It remained exactly the same as when they were separated, without any change. If you looked closely, you could see that Tachibana Miyuki seemed to have caught a cold. She shivered from time to time, and the cold sweat flowed down the contours of her long legs.

After an unknown amount of time, Natsume Yuikawa was the first to recover. He sat up, and when he saw Tachibana Miyuki's appearance, he was very worried. Out of caution, he reached out and shook her shoulder.

"No, don't come again."

There seemed to be a hint of crying in Tachibana Miyuki's voice. She closed her eyes and tears began to drip from her sockets.

This scene caught Natsume Weichuan off guard. He immediately panicked and said anxiously, "I'm sorry, did I make Sister Miyuki uncomfortable?"

After hearing this, Tachibana Miyuki cried softly. She turned around and hugged Natsume Yuikawa, saying in a tearful voice, "No, it's really too comfortable."

"This"

It's not necessary to cry, right?

Natsume Weichuan kept the second half of his words in his heart. He pulled Tachibana Miyuki into his arms. It was the first time he encountered such a situation and he didn't know how to comfort her. So he patted Tachibana Miyuki on the back silently, as if he was coaxing a child who wanted to go home.

This method really worked. Tachibana Miyuki calmed down in just a few minutes. However, Natsume Yuikawa didn't wait for her to speak. Instead, he heard her even breathing sounds.

Looking down, I saw tears hanging from Miyuki Tachibana's eyelashes, which drooped in relaxation. She had fallen asleep without realizing it.

Natsume Weichuan smiled helplessly and was about to pick her up, but at this moment, a prompt appeared in front of him.

[It would have been fine if you saw her true reaction, but I didn't expect that she would cry out loud during her brief unconscious state. This made Tachibana Miyuki, who usually regarded herself as your senior, feel ashamed and angry, so she had to pretend to be asleep to escape reality.]

[As a mature adult, how can you indulge her to pretend to sleep like a naughty child? Sure enough, the best way to deal with this kind of behavior is to punish her with the thing she is most worried about now.]

What is Tachibana Miyuki most worried about right now?
After reading the content of the hint, Natsume Weichuan immediately thought of the answer.

(End of this chapter)