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Chapter 168 Miyuki: You can bite

In the warehouse.

Tachibana Miyuki's heartbeat became heavier and heavier, and the rhythm unconsciously became consistent with the approaching footsteps of Natsume Yuikawa.

At this moment, after hearing the question he asked, although the nervousness in Tachibana Miyuki's heart did not ease much, she actually felt a hint of anticipation.

"Natsume, what do you mean by a different way?"

When being questioned, Natsume Weichuan was hiding in a dimly lit area, and his figure showed a blurry outline, which made him look even more mysterious.

"Tachibana-san is very attractive, but she lacks confidence. I want you to understand."

Natsume Yuikawa did not explain directly. After walking closer, he began to look at Tachibana Miyuki.

In fact, he hasn't figured out what to do specifically, but as he said, he already has a goal he wants to achieve, and now all he has to do is see how Tachibana Miyuki reacts.

After hearing what Natsume Yuikawa said, Tachibana Miyuki felt nervous and secretly thought about what was it about her that made her so charming but yet lacked confidence?

Glancing down, the first thing I came into contact with was her pair of delicate feet exposed.

The slender toes, painted with gorgeous dark red nail polish, look even more charming when piled together like rubies.

It shouldn't be here. Her feet are one of the few places where she is confident enough.

His eyes moved up a little and fell on the plump legs that were closed together due to kneeling.

It is straight and slender, fitting tightly without any gap, wrapped in flesh-colored stockings with white hollow patterns at the end. Just from the skin that can be seen, it is white and smooth like solidified fat, without the slightest flaw.

I was originally worried that it might be too fleshy and make Natsume Yuikawa look not as slender as young girls, but now after yoga exercises, it has become firmer and I can feel the amazing resilience when I poke it lightly with my fingers.

The more Tachibana Miyuki thought about it, the more strange it seemed. She was clearly looking for the areas where she felt unconfident, but why did the areas that she felt unconfident about before not seem so useless now?
With a changed thought in mind, Tachibana Miyuki's eyes finally looked at her chest.

When I was looking elsewhere just now, I had already noticed that due to the abundance of flowers, my vision was often blocked. I could only look at new scenery by bending my neck forward with great difficulty.

I shoulder a heavier load than others. I feel backache every day when I get home from work. In the summer, I sweat easily and suffer from sticky sweat.
There are countless shortcomings like these, but conversely, it can also attract more attention from others, just like now, Natsume Weichuan seems to be staring at here. Hmm?
Tachibana Miyuki reacted, and she quickly put her hands in front of her chest, and said shyly: "Natsume, you don't want to..."

"Sister Tachibana guessed right, but unfortunately there is no reward, because the reward I promised to give you when I sent you home last time has not been paid back yet, so now it's time to get it back with interest."

Natsume Yuikawa locked onto his target and reached out his hand towards the suspender skirt that Tachibana Miyuki was wearing.

I have to say, this skirt is really convenient for what's going on.

Just pull down the thin straps on your shoulders and zip up the back, and the bulging chest will seem to be freed from the constraints of its restraints, stirring up layers of white waves as you move, making it even more spectacular and eye-catching.

Tachibana Miyuki stopped where she was. Although she felt the pressure in front of her suddenly reduced and she relaxed, her heartbeat was more violent than ever.

Last time, Natsume Weichuan had seen it, and had given it a very detailed massage, but this time, he wanted to infect me with foul air, which had a completely different meaning. At this point, there was no longer an excuse to save my reputation, and this step was completely beyond the relationship between superiors and subordinates.

After a brief thought, Tachibana Miyuki's originally slightly hesitant gaze became firm. She raised her hand to stop Natsume Yuikawa from pulling the straps down further.

"What's wrong, Sister Tachibana? Is it still not working?"

Natsume Yuikawa looked at Tachibana Miyuki in confusion. Now that the beautiful scenery was right before his eyes, he was extremely unwilling to let her stop.

"No."

Tachibana Miyuki saw Natsume Yuikawa's worry and smiled faintly. She reached out to touch Natsume Yuikawa's school pants and explained:

"I just feel that it's inappropriate for me, the adult, to just sit there and let the juniors do the hard work when doing something like this. So, let me take the lead. Natsume-kun, you just need to lie down."

As soon as he finished speaking, Natsume Weichuan felt a chill on his body. He looked down and saw that Tachibana Miyuki was helping him complete this most basic task with quite fluent movements.

Doesn't this leave absolutely no room for refusal?

There was no other way, so Natsume Weichuan had to lie down obediently to save energy. At the same time, he was also prepared to give instructions if Tachibana Miyuki could not take care of it.

However, judging from subsequent developments, these guidelines may not be able to be expressed in words. At best, they can only remain at the stage of ideas and then be swallowed.

Because, after Natsume Yuikawa lay down, Tachibana Miyuki quickly held the soft and tender fruit flesh in both hands and brought it to his face, then slowly pressed it down.

The smooth touch spreads clearly on the face, as warm as dough, but with the amazing elasticity of jelly. Just a few squeezes seem to create a few waves.

"How does it feel, huh?"

There was a hint of charm in the smile on Tachibana Miyuki's face. As she asked, she loosened her hand and gradually moved her position, allowing gravity to take effect.

It felt heavy. Natsume Weichuan was now very clear about the burden Tachibana Miyuki was carrying. He now felt that he was having trouble breathing.

After several attempts to breathe, he could feel the delicate skin becoming moistened by his breath, and gradually emitting an alluring fragrance.

"I don't."

Natsume Yuikawa wanted to praise him, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Tachibana Miyuki moved mischievously and blocked his mouth completely.

"Are you speechless? I am troubled by your insincere words."

Tachibana Miyuki teased as if she had succeeded, and at the same time, she reached behind her with her white palm without making any expression.

After discovering the surprising changes that had taken place as she had expected, her peach blossom eyes became moist. She exhaled lightly, then held it with both hands and moved forward, saying, "You can bite it, Natsume."

(End of this chapter)