There's something wrong with my love tips

Chapter 158 Running

Staring at the fabric that had been stained dark, Natsume Yuikawa helped the almost exhausted Mochizuki Maya to sit at the head of the bed, and he took the basin that was filled with clean water out.

When I returned to the bedroom again, I had a cup of warm water in my hand.

"Rinse your mouth first, but this alone is definitely not enough. I'll make you some breakfast later. Is there anything you want to eat?"

Natsume Yuikawa handed over the cup of water, but Mochizuki Maaya's hands remained by her side, and she just twitched her fingers twice.

".My arms are a little sore now, I can't lift them up."

Mochizuki Maaya looked at him with fluttering eyes, and her thoughts were self-evident.

Just now, I was using my hands to assist, so I can't help feeling tired.

Natsume Yuikawa passed the cup to Mochizuki Maaya's lips. After the latter took a sip from the edge of the cup and simply rinsed her mouth, she did not bother to wipe the water drops from the corners of her mouth, and said with a smile:

"There are many things I want to eat, but it seems that whether it's here or in the kitchen, Natsume-kun can't satisfy me, because the only thing you can cook now is fried eggs, right?"

"Who said that? It's not like I haven't made scrambled eggs before."

Natsume Yuikawa argued, but eventually gave in under the gaze of Mochizuki Maaya, "Well, it's really not possible now. I'll go order some takeout, something lighter."

"Good~"

Mochizuki Maya responded obediently, leaning her head to look at Natsume Yuikawa who picked up her phone to order takeout, and said, "Just now you said you prefer to see me with black hair. Why?"

"It looks more natural, and you said at the time that you dyed your hair blonde to make it easier to blend in with Kitano Chinatsu and the others. But based on the brief contact we had yesterday, I think their attitude toward you may not change because of your hair color. What do you think?" Natsume Yuikawa asked back.

Mochizuki Maaya thought about it seriously for a while, and finally nodded, "Since Natsume-kun said so, I will give it a try."

"That's right."

Natsume Weichuan responded, and suddenly he wanted to tease her, so he added: "Also, I remember that in most anime works, the succubus's long hair is dark, such as black and purple."

"right."

Mochizuki Maaya thought about what he said and found that it was indeed true. However, when she was nodding in agreement, she realized that something was wrong.

"Who do you say is a succubus?"

Mochizuki Mayaya's pretty face turned slightly red. While questioning, she casually threw the pillow beside her at Natsume Yuikawa.

The weekend, which was quite fulfilling in every sense, passed quickly.

The next morning.

Natsume Weichuan got up from the bed, felt warmth in his palm, and couldn't help but look to his side.

Mochizuki Maaya was sleeping soundly with her arms around him. There was a faint blush on her fair and flawless face, her slightly curled eyelashes trembled from time to time with her breathing, her lips were slightly open, and a drop of crystal like dew hung at the corner of her mouth, about to fall.

Since that day, the number of times that I wake up before Mochizuki Mayaya has increased more and more.

In addition to the impact of her body not fully recovering, it may also be related to the fact that the problems that have troubled Mochizuki Mayaya for a long time have been resolved.

Although I lost the experience of having a steaming hot breakfast served to me right after I woke up, it was still pretty good. Natsume Yuikawa thought, and reached out his other hand to get a tissue, and gently spread it on the pillow next to Mochizuki Maaya's mouth.

There are no washable beddings recently, so I'd better save as much as possible.

After completing this step, if you want to completely get out, you have to take your arms out of Mochizuki Mayaya's soft and warm embrace.

It is not easy to pass this level without disturbing Mochizuki Mayaya's sleep. Natsume Yuikawa first supported her round and smooth shoulders and moved her slightly to the outside. In this way, there was more space for movement in the relaxed arms.

But at the same time, the vision also becomes broader.

The snow-white and soft curve appeared fuller under the pressure because of lying on the side, and his arms were surrounded by this warmth.

“It really gave me a difficult problem.”

Natsume Weichuan was in a dilemma. It was not going to work like this. Although he was somewhat reluctant, it seemed that he had no choice but to wake her up.

[Mochizuki Maaya is sleeping soundly. She should be swimming freely in the dream world at this moment. In such a defenseless situation, if you want her to continue to sleep like a baby, you naturally have to be consistent and coordinated with her consciousness in the dream. As you think about it, you suddenly notice her cherry-colored lips, which are opening and closing with her breathing.]

Although the tip is still not serious, it is indeed a workable idea.

Natsume Yuikawa spread out the fingers of his other hand and moved them forward. When Mochizuki Mayaya sensed it, she stammered twice, and in an instant she bit his fingers, tightly pursing her moist lips.

You think about this kind of thing even in your dreams, and you still say you are not a succubus?
If I wasn't busy right now, I would have to record it for you with my phone.

A tingling sucking sensation came from the fingertips, as if it was sucking the soul out of the body. Natsume Weichuan was afraid that he would not be able to resist asking Mochizuki Maya to eat something else next, so he quickly pulled his arm out of her arms while she was sleeping.

After putting on his clothes and walking out of the bedroom, Natsume Weichuan was filled with anger from head to toe. He went to the bathroom and rinsed himself with cold water. After a simple wash, it was almost time to go to school.

Natsume Yuikawa took a note, left a few words on it, and put it where Mochizuki Maaya could see it when she woke up, then left the apartment.

Perhaps because of my mood, I feel that the morning sunshine is much brighter than usual.

This kind of weather might be suitable for morning exercise.

But I didn't have breakfast at all, so doing morning exercises would undoubtedly be a suicidal act.

Natsume Weichuan was walking leisurely on the road, when suddenly, he heard a few faint sounds of a woman's short breathing.

No way, would someone do something like this outside so early in the morning?

At least until night.

Natsume Weichuan turned around curiously and looked in the direction of the voice. After seeing the man's face clearly, he cursed himself in his heart.

Usually, we are subtly influenced by these improper reminders, which causes us to subconsciously think in a wrong direction, but the actual situation is not like this at all.

The person was running, and he knew this person. He stared at her for at least a few minutes every day and was very familiar with this face.

Natsume Yuikawa stood there for a while, and when the man trotted over, he raised his hand and greeted, "Good morning, Mr. Sakurai."

(End of this chapter)