There's something wrong with my love tips

Chapter 170 Sorry, I messed it up.
As a result, Natsume Weichuan was not as impatient as at the beginning, and his movements gradually slowed down.

However, this does not mean that the feelings brought to Tachibana Miyuki will become lighter, because while he slows down, he also maintains a very harmonious rhythm.

As she moved back and forth, a strange floral scent with a warm warmth wafted over her. Tachibana Miyuki's breathing was already disordered enough, and now it became even more disordered, as if she was drunk.

"Natsume, it's okay, just keep going."

Tachibana Miyuki's beautiful eyes were like moist hot spring eyes, always watching Natsume Yuikawa. When she found that he looked quite reluctant, she gave him words of encouragement at the right time.

The gentle and caring words as usual made Natsume Weichuan feel even stronger emotions immediately.

Originally, Natsume Yuikawa wanted to see Tachibana Miyuki overwhelmed and finally begging for mercy, but who would have thought that the latter would encourage him instead, so he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

Of course, no matter how guilty I feel, I can't slow down the pace at the moment, otherwise I would be letting down Tachibana Miyuki's kindness.

If I stop now, maybe I will cause dissatisfaction from Tachibana Miyuki.

Natsume Weichuan thought to himself, the delicate and smooth skin pressed tightly against him in his hands, the slightest trace of sweat would have been an annoying thing in the past, but now it only made him feel relaxed and happy.

He leaned close to Miyuki Tachibana's delicate and distinct collarbone and took a deep sniff. When he knew he had reached his critical point, he somersaulted to his feet.

"call"

Natsume Yuikawa and Tachibana Miyuki both breathed a sigh of relief, and their originally tense muscles now relaxed along with their brows.

Natsume Yuikawa, who was standing in place, took a little less time to calm down. He slowly sat down next to Tachibana Miyuki, looking at the latter's moist skin covered with a fine layer of sweat, and gently caressing it with his palms.

Having had a similar experience before, Tachibana Miyuki often complained to him about how hard it was to wash hair, so he was more careful this time.

"I'm sorry, Sister Tachibana, you made such a mess again. I'll help you clean it up first, and then I'll clean up everything after get off work."

As Natsume Weichuan spoke, he took out a tissue from his coat thrown aside, folded it into several layers, and wiped the sweat off Tachibana Miyuki's face bit by bit.

Generally speaking, if you stop activity and wait for the sweat to evaporate naturally, you will feel a comfortable coolness, but if you wipe it off forcibly, your body will feel hotter.

Tachibana Miyuki was in this situation now. Her long eyelashes trembled twice. When she found that she could open her eyes, she stopped Natsume Yuikawa's wrist, shook her head slowly, and said:

"It's too hot. I'd better rinse myself with water later."

Having said that, without asking Natsume Weichuan's opinion, she sat up on her own, reached out to lift the thin strap of her suspender skirt that had slipped down to her forearm and pulled it back to her round shoulders, not caring whether she got any mud on her in the process, and turned around, showing her smooth, white back to Natsume Weichuan.

"Natsume, help me unzip the back of this. Be careful not to get it stuck on your flesh."

"Tachibana-sister, I've never been that careless."

Natsume Weichuan's tone was somewhat complaining. He had just finished exerting himself, and Tachibana Miyuki treated him like a child again.

But even though he complained, he didn't slow down at all. He placed a finger on the skin that hadn't been zipped up yet, and gradually moved it upwards, so that no unexpected situation would occur.

Tachibana Miyuki closed her beautiful eyes, and under Natsume Yuikawa's rather meticulous care, her consciousness relaxed.

"Sister Tachibana, how do you feel?"

Natsume Weichuan raised his eyes and glanced at her slender, snow-white neck curve, and asked casually.

Tachibana Miyuki knew that he was asking about the past, and the corners of her moist lips curled up slightly, revealing a rare hint of playfulness, and said: "It's not bad, after all, she is a child, and I can't ask for more, hiss——"

After opening her eyes with a slight pain, Tachibana Miyuki turned around and glared at Natsume Yuikawa, "Didn't I remind you to be careful?"

She stopped talking halfway because Tachibana Miyuki realized that the pain she felt just now was not caused by her skin being stuck by the zipper, but by Natsume Yuikawa deliberately pinching her with his hand.

"Well, I just gave you a little bit of sweetness, and you started bullying me. If I really let you succeed in the future, what will happen?"

Is this the level of sweetness?
That’s right, I did taste a little sweetness just now.

Shaking his head, Natsume Weichuan put these random thoughts behind him, then stared at Tachibana Miyuki's slightly dissatisfied face for a while, then reached out and put his arms around her slender and firm waist.

Pulling Tachibana Miyuki closer, Natsume Yuikawa leaned forward, parted her slightly messy flaxen hair, found her slightly red ears, and asked softly, "So when will Tachibana-sister let me succeed for once?"

"This"

Tachibana Miyuki, who had originally felt weak all over because of Natsume Yuikawa's proximity to her, tensed up again. Many other images flashed through her mind at once, and finally stopped at the memory of his family asking her to take care of Natsume Yuikawa.

"Let's talk about it later. When that day comes, we will know it naturally."

Tachibana Miyuki spoke vaguely and looked away.

The goods in the warehouse were neatly stacked after her arrangement, making the space look more spacious than before, but who could have thought that such things would happen in the warehouse one after another.

At first it was just massage, then yoga, and now
We said it was the last time, but how many times has it happened now?

Now, this warehouse has almost become a place that carries certain memories. If I work here in the future, will I really not feel strange?
Tachibana Miyuki's mind was already in a mess. Her only thought now was to completely protect these secrets between the two of them and never let anyone know.

As for the future, just like I said just now, let's take it one step at a time.

"Let's talk again."

Natsume Yuikawa repeated the sentence, turned his eyes, looked at Tachibana Miyuki seriously and said: "The way Tachibana-sister said this is just like the scumbag in the idol dramas that the female classmates in my school watch. When talking about future arrangements, they will say 'let's talk about it later', 'don't worry, it's a matter of time' and so on."

"Really?"

Tachibana Miyuki looked embarrassed. In fact, she had seen similar clips before, so when she recalled it now, it seemed exactly the same. However, she definitely could not admit such a thing, so she was only panicked for a moment, clenched her fist and tapped Natsume Yuikawa's head lightly, saying:
"What are you talking about? When has my sister ever lied to you? If I say it will happen, it will happen. If you keep imagining it, I'll get angry with you."

Tachibana Miyuki pretended to frown, but her pretty face looked less majestic and more adorable instead.

"Good good."

Natsume Yuikawa knew Tachibana Miyuki's character well, and getting such a promise at this moment was definitely substantial progress, so he simply nodded and no longer had any objections.

"Humph."

Tachibana Miyuki snorted in a rare moment of anger, combed her hair that had been scattered during the chaos, and placed it on her soft chest, looking away and saying meaningfully:

"Compared to this, I think the things we agreed to do together this week are more important. You shouldn't have forgotten, right?"

"of course not."

Natsume Weichuan seemed to agree readily on the surface, but he was actually having doubts in his heart.

When I agreed, I had no idea that I would suddenly have such a formal relationship with Mochizuki Maya. If she still wants to work part-time like she does on weekends, it would be fine, but what if she also wants to go on a date with me?

He couldn't refuse, but he didn't know how to split himself into two, so he couldn't just cut him in half with a knife.
The scene was too tragic. Natsume Weichuan shuddered for no reason and quickly asked, "Sister Tachibana, do you think about how to arrange your schedule?"

"Nope."

Tachibana Miyuki sighed with a lack of interest, held up her forehead with one hand and said in a troubled tone: "Since I graduated and opened this store on my own without a job, I basically haven't had any social activities, so I don't know what to do.

I think at my age, I should go to the park and sit on a bench to watch the sunset quietly. "

Natsume Weichuan tried to imagine the scene.

Under the sky that gradually turned orange, he and Tachibana Miyuki sat quietly on a bench, as if forgetting the complexity of life, quietly admiring the afterglow of the sunset, and finally emptying their minds together and slowly closing their eyes.
At first glance it sounds quite beautiful and happy, but if you think about it carefully, what kind of sunset scene is that?
"No, no, no! How could that be possible?"

Natsume Yuikawa loudly denied it. He shook his head violently, pulled Tachibana Miyuki's hand over, and said, "In my opinion, since we want to relieve the stress from work, why not go to the amusement park as the first stop? If we make a reservation in advance, we can save the trouble of queuing up to buy tickets."

"Amusement park!?"

There was surprise in Tachibana Miyuki's voice. She covered her slightly open lips with her hand, looked at Natsume Yuikawa in surprise, and asked, "The attractions in the amusement park are too intense for me. Will my heart be unable to bear it?"

"No, I've just tested it. Sister Tachibana's heartbeat is very healthy. This level of problem doesn't matter at all." Natsume Yuikawa said comfortingly.

Just tested it.
Tachibana Miyuki's eyes narrowed in suspicion. So that thing of yours is actually a measuring rod?
Are you kidding me? I don't see any scale on it.

She was complaining in her heart, but thinking that Natsume Yuikawa would definitely be involved in all projects by then, and that he would definitely not let himself down, Tachibana Miyuki calmed down and nodded.

"Then do as you say. I don't know much about these things, so I'll trouble you when the time comes, Natsume."

After saying that, Tachibana Miyuki closed her eyes and lazily rested her head on Natsume Yuikawa's shoulder.

"I'm a little tired, let me take a break, it will be fine in a while"

The sound became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared. Natsume Yuikawa turned his head and found that Tachibana Miyuki seemed to have fallen asleep, and his even breathing could be heard.

With his arms deeply embedded in front of Tachibana Miyuki's bulging body, the warm touch surrounding her made Natsume Yuikawa feel his mind soften. If this continued, there was no need to go to the amusement park specifically. As long as he came here once a day, he would probably forget all the troubles of the day.

Natsume Yuikawa thought to himself, and did not disturb Tachibana Miyuki's sleep. He picked up his coat, gently put it on her, and finally pressed it on her shoulders very carefully.

I just sweated so much, I must be careful not to catch a cold.
Surrounded by the warmth, Natsume Yuikawa gradually lost consciousness, his eyelids drooped heavily, and he leaned against Tachibana Miyuki to take a nap.

"Guji. Chu."

After an unknown amount of time, he heard a few unclear sounds in his ears. Natsume Weichuan opened his eyes hazily. Before he fully regained consciousness, he felt a sweet taste in his mouth.

"Well!?"

Natsume Yuikawa widened his eyes in surprise, looking at the beautiful face of Tachibana Miyuki who was so close to him. He wanted to ask questions but couldn't open his mouth.

"Chirp."

Perhaps sensing Natsume Yuikawa's weak resistance, Tachibana Miyuki gave him a final peck, then she rolled up her long hair, narrowed her eyes, tilted her head and smiled sheepishly:

"I'm sorry Natsume, but when I woke up I saw you sleeping and you looked so cute, so I couldn't help but want to tease you."

Is this bullying? Then please give me more!
This thought popped up in Natsume Weichuan's mind, but for now he could only think about it.

Because Tachibana Miyuki was obviously satisfied at this time, she stood up in front of him, took out her phone to check the time, and said, "I accidentally overslept, Natsume, let's stop here today, go home quickly to eat and rest, tomorrow's work will not be as easy as today."

No, I will be more tired today.
After saying a simple goodbye to Tachibana Miyuki, when he turned around, Natsume Yuikawa's expression suddenly became complicated.

I agreed with Maya Mochizuki this morning that when I get home in the evening, I will use her newly bought stockings.
When I got off the return bus, it was already completely dark, but the city had entered another day and the lights were on in the buildings along the way.

Stopping in front of the apartment door, Natsume Weichuan swallowed, and knocked on the door with a feeling of both anticipation and inexplicable fear.

There was a sound of footsteps getting closer and closer behind the door. After opening the door, the first thing that greeted him was the warm light of the apartment. Then, a familiar fragrance penetrated his nose. In front of him appeared Mochizuki Maaya, holding a spatula, wearing an apron, with a little sweat on her forehead.

"Hmmmm~ You're back, Natsume."

Mochizuki Mayaya tilted her head happily.

(End of this chapter)