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Chapter 172 If You Don’t Tell Me, I Won’t Move
Sounds similar to sobbing escaped one after another from Mochizuki Maaya's slightly opened lips. Her clear eyes had already been covered with a layer of mist, and were half-closed as if she had just woken up from a dream.

However, compared to her already comfortable and relaxed consciousness, Mochizuki Maaya's fair little hands have been hugging Natsume Yuikawa. As time goes by, not only has she not relaxed, she has even held on tighter.

Feeling the pressure from below becoming increasingly urgent, Natsume Weichuan stared at Mochizuki Maya's blushing face.

Her long golden hair slid down smoothly to both sides, revealing her smooth and jade-like forehead. Occasionally, a few strands of hair stayed stubbornly in place, soaked with sweat and stuck to her skin.

Unlike usual, Mochizuki Maaya seems like a different person every time at this time, or maybe this is just how she really is?
While Natsume Yuikawa was thinking, the eyes of Mochizuki Maaya who was in his sight regained some clarity.

"What's wrong? Do you feel something is wrong?" Natsume Weichuan thought that he made her feel uncomfortable.

"No, just"

Mochizuki Mayaya looked hesitant. As she spoke, she slid her hand down and clambered over the body, whose outline was clearly visible even when lying down. She asked, "Why are you just looking at it and not going to touch it? Or do you prefer something smaller?"

The smaller one, isn’t that Kana Hoshino?

"how is this possible?"

Although Natsume Yuikawa is a person who loves aesthetics and has a wide range of preferences, he still tried his best to deny it in order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

He lowered his eyes and explained, "Because I saw that you were very focused just now, Maya, and I was afraid that if I made any unnecessary moves, it would disturb you."

"Hmm."

Mochizuki Maaya let out a smug chuckle, her pretty face looking like an angel. She shook her head slowly and said comforting words to Natsume Yuikawa: "It's okay. If it's Natsume who wants to do this, I'll be very happy, and..."

When she said this, Mochizuki Mayaya's voice suddenly became softer. She felt ashamed and buried her face deeper in her eyes in embarrassment.

"And what? Just tell me. If you don't, I won't move."

Seeing Mochizuki Maya like this, Natsume Weichuan became even more curious. He immediately patted her perky buttocks lightly and asked mischievously.

"If you want to touch me, just go a little faster, because I can't stand it anymore. I'm talking about being shy!"

Mochizuki Maaya said this with an unbearable expression, but when she saw the smug smile on Natsume Yuikawa's face, she suddenly spoke louder and made a final defense for herself.

"It's okay. I understand."

Natsume Weichuan smiled slightly, then put his hand on it.

You understand the fuck! Believe it or not, I will bite you now.

Mochizuki Mayaya cursed in her heart, but the feeling of being held tightly made her no longer have the energy to think about even this little complaint, and her mind went blank.

Natsume Weichuan also had a similar feeling at this time. The moment his palms touched, his brain was boiling.

It felt like marshmallows, and hot air continued to flow down from Mochizuki Maaya's moist lips.

What she touched was as hot as charcoal, and Mochizuki Maaya's nervousness and excitement were all transmitted through her palms.

"Wow, Natsume's hands are so hot." Mochizuki Maaya said with her lips tightly pursed, and struggled for a few times on the spot.

"No, it's obvious that Mayaya is hotter," Natsume Yuikawa denied.

“That’s because I’m shy.”

Mochizuki Maaya pursed her lips in grievance, but did not avoid the fact.

"He, so Mayaya can also feel shy? It was you who proposed it first." Natsume Yuikawa took the opportunity to joke.

"I'm a human, not a heartless doll. If I were a human, of course I would feel shy."

Mochizuki Maya explained as a matter of course, staring at Natsume Yuikawa with her eyes flashing twice, and continued: "The reason I took the initiative to say this is because I want Natsume Yuikawa to like this thing, so that he can spend more time with me. Well - let's forget this sentence!"

Mochizuki Maaya seemed to have thought of something, and this time she spoke louder than usual.

Under the light of the living room, the sweet scent of Mochizuki Maaya rose from her moist skin, and the faint smell made Natsume Yuikawa's head dizzy.

In addition, the movements of the palms were also instinctive and could not be stopped at all.

Mochizuki Mayaya was right, Natsume Yuikawa had indeed fallen in love with this thing, a certain thought was constantly growing, and he wished it would continue like this all day long.

It's a pity that it can't be done.

So we are back to the original focus: why did Mochizuki Mayaya say this and then take it back?
You don't have to think too much about it. Based on Mochizuki Maaya's personality, she is most likely afraid of losing herself, and is also worried that saying such words will bring pressure to herself and cause annoyance.

After all, many people nowadays would avoid similar topics as soon as they are brought up.

But Natsume Yuikawa was not among them. He lowered his head and leaned close to Mochizuki Maya and touched her lightly.

Mochizuki Maaya shrank her neck and asked in confusion: "What is this?"

"This is my seal. Once it is stamped, it represents the declaration of sovereignty." Natsume Weichuan said confidently.

“Too childish.”

Mochizuki Maaya complained, but under the gaze of Natsume Yuikawa, she changed her side without any warning, pecked Natsume Yuikawa's forehead in the same way, and then smiled like a silver bell and said:

"Now you belong to me, so I'm going to issue my first instruction. You can use a little more force with your hands."

"As ordered!"

Natsume Weichuan agreed with a solemn expression and a serious tone. If you didn't know, you would think he had received a secret mission from the organization.

The next moment, the five spread out fingers tightened inwards at the same time. The wonderful touch when they were deeply embedded made Natsume Weichuan unwilling to loosen up even a little.

At the same time, a sound that sounded almost coquettish came out of Mochizuki Maaya's mouth.

"Yeah. As expected, this seems to have made me more closely connected with Natsume.

"I'm sweating, ahhh, I don't feel like myself anymore."

Mochizuki Maaya's heart was pounding like a deer. She lay on the sofa and twisted her body for a few times, as if trying to escape from Natsume Yuikawa's hand, but also as if actively welcoming it.

If he couldn't tell the difference clearly, Natsume Weichuan would naturally lean towards the side that was more advantageous to him, and his palm tightened a little more.

It was not until the fair and tender skin slipped out from between his fingers that he could barely grasp it with one hand. Considering the possibility of further growth in the future, Natsume Weichuan couldn't let it go.

"Huh." The frequency of her words seemed to be getting higher and higher. Mochizuki Maya contentedly embraced Natsume Yuikawa and said with a shy face, "Yes, that's it. If it lasts a little longer, my body will definitely remember Natsume's feeling."

Remember how I felt?

What kind of statement is this? You still say you are not a little succubus?

Natsume Weichuan muttered to himself, and found that one end of the soft thing in his palm had become more prominent. He immediately pointed out this and said jokingly: "It seems to have really remembered it, but I don't know what impression it has of me..."

As Natsume Weichuan spoke, he leaned forward and whispered, "Hey, I'm talking to you. If you don't say anything, I'll bite you."

"Natsume, you're messing around again."

Mochizuki Maaya placed her hands on both sides of Natsume Yuikawa's head, not knowing how to react to his childish behavior.

"How can it be nonsense? Look, it's just disobedient, so I have to do as we agreed just now, don't you think?"

Natsume Weichuan pretended not to understand and continued to do his own thing, even picking out the target he had set with his finger.

After hearing this, Mochizuki Maaya felt embarrassed and annoyed. She was embarrassed by what happened next, but she was annoyed because she found herself actually looking forward to it.

"That should be right." Mochizuki Mayaya's pretty face turned slightly red, and her voice was almost inaudible.

But no matter how she answered, Natsume Yuikawa's decision was very firm. Besides, now that he was being stared at by Mochizuki Maya's watery eyes, he could no longer control himself.

Taking a deep breath and no longer concealing his inner thoughts, Natsume Weichuan gently pursed his lips and maintained a steady rhythm, wanting to give Mochizuki Mayaya the best experience.

"Ah, I'm so happy. It's really too much that the person I like is obsessed with me."

Mochizuki Maaya's eyes became moist. Through this connection, she could read Natsume Yuikawa's feelings for her.

This voice was the best encouragement Natsume Yuikawa could ever receive. He raised his head and wanted to take a breath to gauge Mochizuki Mayaya's reaction.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he lifted it up a little, it was immediately pressed down.

Mochizuki Maaya held the back of his head tightly, as if she was afraid that he would escape, and said, "It's not enough, I want more, anywhere is fine, please continue, Natsume."

"Idiot, even if you tell me to stop now, I won't stop."

Natsume Weichuan said in a low voice, and then began to taste it more carefully.

The dinner prepared by Mochizuki Maaya today seemed even more amazing than the first time I tasted her cooking.

If there comes a day when we can’t eat, it would make us feel that the world has become dark.

All his actions seemed to convey his feelings to the other party. After a long time, Natsume Weichuan stopped, took a short breath, and took the tissue on the table.

Mochizuki Maaya's rosy lips opened and closed as she stared at the mess left on her body and on the sofa. She pursed her lips and said unhappily, "Natsume. This is so troublesome."

Excuse me, you don't mean to suggest a more efficient way to solve these problems in the future, do you?

After being stared at by Natsume Yuikawa's suspicious gaze for a while, Mochizuki Maaya's already flushed cheeks became even redder. She lowered her head and said, "Because I'm usually responsible for washing these, it's tiring to keep doing this."

That's what it implies.

It seems that I have been increasingly influenced by the reminders recently, and I subconsciously started to think in a wrong way.

Natsume Weichuan reacted and said with some embarrassment: "Then I will be more careful next time and try not to make such a mess."

"Ah."

Mochizuki Maya nodded pretentiously, "Then next time, just tell me in advance and let me eat it directly."

"Ahem. Let's talk about it later." Natsume Weichuan coughed awkwardly.

After all this fuss, your ultimate goal is still this.

As expected, I shouldn't have had any expectations of Mochizuki Maya.

However, this does not mean that Mochizuki Maaya’s proposal is bad. After all, for quite a lot of people, this is an answer that cannot be refused.

The reason why Natsume Weichuan did not agree was that he did not want to take it for granted. Occasional adjustment should be its best positioning.

"Cuckoo~"

Just as he was thinking about it, his stomach made a protesting sound like a beast from the abyss, loudly reminding Natsume Weichuan of one thing - it was time to eat a real meal.

I haven't eaten anything since lunch, and after school, I had two fierce battles at the convenience store and at home. I have already digested all the food and am hungry again.

"I heard there's a phrase 'beauty is a feast to the eyes', it seems my beauty is not enough to satisfy Natsume." Mochizuki Maaya, who was nearby, heard it clearly and made a joke without even bothering to put her clothes back on.

"Yeah, because I wanted to save some for tomorrow, so I only ate a little. It definitely didn't fill my stomach."

Natsume Yuikawa agreed immediately. He now understood that for Mochizuki Mayaya, who was very bold in this regard, being shy would only become a burden that would hinder his freedom to fly and would be completely useless.

Holding Mochizuki Maaya's wrist, Natsume Weichuan picked her up from the sofa and said, "I'll take you to take a quick shower. We'll have dinner together after that."

"okay."

Mochizuki Maaya nodded shyly.

Even though they had made substantial progress, there weren't many times when they could be honest with each other.

For example, just now, the stockings were still intact on the body in the end.

This may be another tacit understanding between the two that does not need to be expressed in words. Keeping it half-hidden can make them more relaxed and not so restrained.

Therefore, it is only at this time that one can be completely unreserved, with only one bracelet left.
After arriving at the bathroom, Natsume Yuikawa asked Mochizuki Maya to lean aside, and he squatted down to help her take off her stockings.

There was no winner in that fierce battle just now, but there was only one loser, and that was the pair of stockings.

The originally delicate and exquisite stockings now have a big hole in them, and the fabric is also stained with some smell. They can definitely not be worn anymore. If you have some strange hobby, you can collect them.

Mochizuki Maya looked down at Natsume Yuikawa who was working so hard to help. She pressed her hands on the skin of his legs and spread them further apart. "Natsume, look, although it's still a little swollen, it doesn't hurt much anymore. Will it be fully recovered soon?"

It opened and closed, as if it was really greeting Natsume Weichuan, which made his head buzz suddenly and he had no thoughts left.

(End of this chapter)