There's something wrong with my love tips

Chapter 238 I dip some water
"No, don't come again."

The image of Tachibana Miyuki saying this with a red face and unfocused pupils is still deeply imprinted in Natsume Yuikawa's mind.

Even if it was to escape the reality of being defeated in a mess under his own attack, the most worrying thing was naturally.
Natsume Yuikawa's hand silently reached out to the wrinkled hem of Tachibana Miyuki's clothes, and his fingers gently groped inside. Amid the sound of slight water splashing, he took out the exquisite little toy and hid it in his palm.

During the process, Tachibana Miyuki did not keep her composure and changed her breathing rhythm.

Natsume Weichuan noticed these changes and thought that it was effective, so he did not withdraw his hand, but continued to explore inside. Over time, the sound became clearer and clearer, and even the movement of his fingers became smoother than before.

Natsume Weichuan estimated in his mind, and when the time was almost up, he suddenly stood up, touched his clothes, and deliberately made a loud rubbing sound.

Rustle, ding-dong.

The two sounds simultaneously reached the ears of Tachibana Miyuki who was lying on the ground. The heart that had just been relieved because Natsume Yuikawa let go of her hand immediately rose to her throat again.

Is Natsume Yuikawa serious?!
Didn’t you say you wanted to go home early to be with that Mochizuki Maya?
Could it be that he has now realized his own charm and feels that Mochizuki Maya is dispensable, so it doesn't matter if he continues to come home late?
Thinking of this, although Tachibana Miyuki felt a little happy, she was more worried.

The right person, but not the right time or the right place.

In such an environment, Miyuki Tachibana remained chaste until she was 28 years old, and it was only because she had this kind of pursuit that she was able to do so.

She became secretly alert, and when she felt a warm temperature approaching her and was about to reach the maximum distance, she suddenly stretched out her hand to stop it.

"Ok?"

Natsume Yuikawa's wrist was grabbed, and he looked up at Tachibana Miyuki in confusion, then revealed a look of surprise, "Miyuki, you're awake."

"Well, wake up."

Tachibana Miyuki answered subconsciously, but quickly realized that this was not just an ordinary waking up, and she had to stop it. Wait, why is it still hands?
And what he held in his hand was not something strange, just a few sheets of clean toilet paper.

"Sister Miyuki, what's wrong? I was just about to wipe the water stains on your legs. It's been delayed for so long that they're almost dry." Natsume Weichuan knew what was going on, but still pretended to know nothing and asked.

Pointing at Tachibana Miyuki's long legs, the inside was fine, but the mottled marks on the skin between and the edge of her over-the-knee socks were very eye-catching.

As Natsume Weichuan spoke, he wiped it with the paper in his hand, leaving marks on the soft skin. As his fingers slid, it seemed as if ripples were created.

Whether from the visual effect or the actual touch of the hands, it is a rare enjoyment, not to mention that these are the messes left behind by myself, and there is an inexplicable sense of accomplishment in dealing with them.

Tachibana Miyuki was stunned for a moment by Natsume Yuikawa's directness, then quickly grabbed his hand again, blushing and pushing him away, whispering: "I can do this myself, you should go home quickly and don't let the little girl wait anxiously."

It was embarrassing enough to cry like a baby before, but if Natsume Yuikawa had to do even such a simple thing, I felt that people would misunderstand me as pretending to be immature.

"Eh?"

Natsume Yuikawa originally had no intention of obeying, but when he heard Tachibana Miyuki say this, he looked at her and put on a simple smile, "Sister Miyuki, are you not angry with me anymore?"

"That's still there."

Tachibana Miyuki sat up, rolled her eyes, and said in a resentful tone, "I'm just afraid that you will make my girlfriend angry, and then she will cry and get mad at me."

She originally wanted to say that she would cry, but Tachibana Miyuki suddenly remembered that she was the first one to cry, and she was too embarrassed to mention this again.

"No, at most I will just make you angry, Sister Miyuki. After all, I am your enemy."

Natsume Yuikawa replied jokingly.

In fact, he was the same. At first, he wanted to say that Mochizuki Maya was not the kind of person who would lose her temper easily, but then he changed his mind and realized that it was not a good thing to praise other girls in front of a woman, so he used a joking tone to get away with it.

"Smelly."

Tachibana Miyuki's temper was firmly grasped by Natsume Yuikawa, and she just fell for it. She scolded him unhappily, and then regained her composure, "Seriously, how are you going to deal with this? Even if she and I accept this, your mother will not agree. I know her."

"Sister Miyuki, have you accepted it?" Natsume Weichuan's focus was here, and his eyes suddenly lit up when he heard it.

"I'm speaking metaphorically. Don't climb the pole."

Tachibana Miyuki looked deeply at Natsume Yuikawa. Although her tone was firm, both of them knew what was going on.

It is absolutely impossible to ask her to give up Natsume Weichuan on her own initiative, but as a mature adult, she also knows not to put pressure on Natsume Weichuan or force him to answer any multiple-choice questions.

The only thing that can be done now is to either win the competition of charm imperceptibly and make Natsume Weichuan let go of one of the parties without bloodshed, or to choose to coexist.

Hearing this, Natsume Weichuan fell into deep thought. He stroked his chin and said, "Well, I also understand my mother's temper, so I know what to do when the time comes. As long as Sister Miyuki cooperates with me, it will be fine."

"You want me to cooperate with you on this matter?"

Tachibana Miyuki asked back in surprise, whether Natsume Yuikawa knew what he was talking about.

"Because I know that Sister Miyuki is the best to me. She is my warm haven at all times." Natsume Yuikawa did not avoid or give way. He looked into Tachibana Miyuki's eyes with a warm smile on his face.

Tachibana Miyuki felt as if her heart had stopped beating for a beat, and soon she gave up. She lowered her head and supported her knees, sighed, and a helpless smile appeared on the corners of her mouth. She said, "Alright, alright, it's my bad luck. I was just stupid enough to fall under your tree. I promise to cooperate with you when the time comes."

"Miyuki, you're so nice to me."

After hearing Tachibana Miyuki's agreement, Natsume Yuikawa happily sat up and leaned over to kiss Tachibana Miyuki on her delicate cheek.

"You take a rest here, I'll help you clean the rest."

After saying that, Natsume Weichuan picked up the tissue again and carefully wiped every spot.

However, after only a few wipes, he discovered with embarrassment that after all this time, some parts really began to dry out, especially those at the edges of the over-the-knee socks, which had dried into pieces and could not be wiped off at all.

"Uh, I'll go find some water to wet it and then wipe it for you."

Natsume Weichuan said somewhat embarrassedly, and took back the tissue that was stained with a strange smell, but at the same time, he received a roll of the eyes from Tachibana Miyuki.

"Weichuan, it's okay to come once in a while. Don't be so frivolous. If you keep going like this, I'll really get angry." Tachibana Miyuki complained. "I just want to get some water. I'm not being frivolous. Ah, I understand."

When Natsume Weichuan was speaking, he noticed Tachibana Miyuki's delicate, rosy skin. Needless to say, he must have been thinking about something else.

If we try to figure out the specific direction, combined with the context, it is very likely that it was because of the sweat she had just shed and
I used to think that the existence of prompts was incredible, but I didn’t expect that the girls around me had even more problematic thoughts than the prompts.

"I'm going to get some real water, just wait for me."

Natsume Weichuan repeated it again, this time putting emphasis on the word "really".

Tachibana Miyuki became even more annoyed, and when Natsume Yuikawa turned around, she forced herself to lift her sore long legs and pushed him from behind, causing him to speed up in a short period of time.

It was not until Natsume Weichuan completely walked out of the warehouse that he looked down at the mess on his legs and stockings and sighed.

I really don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing to indulge Natsume Yuikawa like this, but since both parties can get pleasure from it, it should be the right thing to do.

right?

Tachibana Miyuki wasn't sure of the answer, so she decided not to think about it anymore.

Open the door to the apartment.

Natsume Weichuan adjusted his clothes and appearance in front of the glass and greeted inside: "I'm back."

Carrying the dishes that Mochizuki Maaya asked him to bring, and the gifts that Tachibana Miyuki gave him as a parting gift, Natsume Yuikawa walked into the living room as usual, looking around and casually saying:
"Oh, my arms feel stretched after carrying so many things all the way. Mayaya, can you come over and help me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mochizuki Maaya poked her head out from the kitchen, quickly wiped her flour-stained hands on a towel, and walked out quickly.

Natsume Weichuan saw this scene, so he smiled and said, "Since you are busy, there is no need to come out to pick me up. Just say hello to me."

Mochizuki Maaya snatched the bag from his left hand without saying anything, and gave him a knowing look, saying, "Don't give me that, I don't know what you mean. Aren't you just trying to test whether I'm mad at you?"

"My Mayaya is still so smart."

Natsume Yuikawa's left hand was free, so he had enough strength to raise it and rub Mochizuki Maaya's head lovingly, "What are you doing? I saw that your hands were covered with flour when you first came out."

Mochizuki Mayaya didn't want to give Natsume Yuikawa too much of a good look, but she was briefly flustered by his shouting of "my Mayaya" and her cheeks began to turn pink.

After realizing it, she wanted to take it back, but her expression could be adjusted, but her blushing would only get worse. Mochizuki Maaya tried a few times and chose to give up. She replied in a flat tone: "Fried dumplings, have you tried it?"

"Fried dumplings, of course I have."

Natsume Weichuan recalled many memories and explained seriously: "But I might like dumplings more, dipped in hot and sour sauce. Tsk, I haven't eaten it for a long time."

After hearing this, Mochizuki Maaya remained unmoved on the surface, but she changed her tone and said, "Okay, I'm just in the process of making dumplings, so let's eat dumplings instead."

Finally, Natsume Yuikawa patted Mochizuki Maaya's perky buttocks, turned around and put away the gift that Tachibana Miyuki had brought, and said, "Let me help you. Let me tell you, I'm pretty good at making dumplings."

"is it?"

Mochizuki Mayaya's complexion improved a lot this time, not because she couldn't control herself, but because she had really calmed down. She remembered the last time she worked with others to make dumplings was when she was a child with her mother.

At that time, her mother said something to her, and Mochizuki Maya still remembers it vividly.

"It may sound hard to go through the ups and downs together, but for people who are helpless with each other, it is not a difficult thing. Being able to go through ordinary life together is truly rare."

Now, it seems that my goal has been achieved.

Mochizuki Mayaya glanced at the gray rabbit doll locked in the cupboard. Once upon a time, she regarded it as her last hope, but now, it seemed like she hadn't touched it for a long time.

It was only when Natsume Yuikawa's mother saw it last time and mentioned it that I remembered its existence.

Natsume Yuikawa also followed the direction of her gaze for a while, knowing that Mochizuki Maaya must have recalled her past memories, so he took her wrist and scratched her palm, "Of course, and my dumpling-making skills are pretty good. Come on, if you don't believe me, I'll show you myself."

"Ah."

Mochizuki Mayaya nodded and agreed.

There was no fan or any cooling measures in the kitchen. After Natsume Weichuan chose to join in, it was a bit hot for the two of them to squeeze in and make dumplings, so they took the rolled dough and fillings outside and started making dumplings while sitting on the sofa.

Mochizuki Maaya pinched a piece of dough and put it in her palm. Instead of taking the next step, she turned her head and stared at Natsume Yuikawa.

I saw Natsume Weichuan gently pinching the edge of the dough in the palm of his hand with his fingers, and using chopsticks with his other hand to add the filling, just the right amount. After that, he closed the dough, pinched the edges, and used his fingers to pinch beautiful and regular patterns on the dough before putting it on the plate.

Natsume Yuikawa knew that Mochizuki Maya was watching him the whole time, so after he finished, he looked at her confidently and said, "How was it? Not bad, right?"

"Have you really learned it? From whom?" Although Mochizuki Maaya did not answer directly, the content of the question was enough to show her attitude.

"Of course with my family. Dumplings taste best when eaten with family." Natsume Weichuan replied.

“I’ve never heard of such a statement.”

Mochizuki Mayaya had only a vague idea of ​​what was going on. She thought that Natsume Yuikawa said that on purpose to cheer her up. She muttered something and lowered her head to start making dumplings.

The dough is rolled out in advance, but apart from the size, the difference in the appearance of the dumplings made by the two can be distinguished based on personal habits.

As time passed, the dough and fillings in the bowl were almost gone without her noticing. Mochizuki Maaya noticed this when her chopsticks made a sound when they hit the metal bottom of the bowl, and she suddenly began to feel anxious.

She didn't know how long it would take for such an opportunity to come again, so she had to tell Natsume Weichuan some of the things hidden in her heart.

I originally wanted to update on time, but I was robbed and called the police. I have been in a bad mood ever since. Fortunately, I have adjusted myself now.

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