There's something wrong with my love tips

Chapter 185 This won’t work
The boring healing game is over, and the next goal is to make Natsume Yuikawa weak again.

Tachibana Miyuki pinched her fingers and gently rubbed them along the lines of Natsume Yuikawa's cheeks, finally stopping on his shoulders, pressing with a moderate force.

"Natsume, when you look at things, you can't just look at their appearance. Only the results you see through real practice are meaningful for reference. Do you understand?"

As Tachibana Miyuki spoke, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Natsume Weichuan looked at the white little hand on his shoulder, then glanced at Tachibana Miyuki's half-covered plump white breasts, and felt as if he had fallen into a trap without realizing it.

[The best hunters often appear as prey. When you are luring Tachibana Miyuki into your trap step by step, you seem to be too obsessed with the wonderful scene after victory and ignore your own position. Now, after awakening the part of Tachibana Miyuki hidden in her heart, are you ready to fill her heart completely? ]

[Congratulations, you have achieved the second ending, the trend has increased by 20%, please keep working hard]

What are you trying to do? Do you really want to transform myself into the shape of Miyuki Tetsuka?
This was the first time Natsume Weichuan received such a prompt message. He couldn't help but start to wonder if the prompt was a sign of bad taste, deliberately leading him to this ending.

"Ala?"

Perhaps it was because Natsume Yuikawa took too long to think, Tachibana Miyuki tilted her head in confusion, and the hand on his shoulder gradually climbed up to his neck.

"Do you want to run away? You can't do that, bad boy."

Isn't this completely under the control of Tachibana Miyuki?
Natsume Weichuan felt a tingling sensation flowing from his neck to his brain and spine, making his already straight body even more eager to release.

So now the only place to vent your anger is
Natsume Weichuan's eyes searched around, and the first thing he saw was Tachibana Miyuki's lips, which were curled up in a mysterious arc. Both the rosy red color and the seductive shape of the lips made him very excited.

However, there should be something more wonderful at this moment, Natsume Weichuan thought so, his eyes gradually glanced down, and when he came into contact with the perfectly proportioned waist, a white little hand pinched his chin.

Tachibana Miyuki exerted a little force to lift Natsume Yuikawa's face up, shook her head slowly, and said, "Before that, you must have the ability to make me admit it, Natsume."

Natsume Yuikawa thinks that he usually does his job at the convenience store with all his heart and soul, and his physical condition has greatly improved after recent exercise, so his ability in this area should not be a problem. So what does Tachibana Miyuki want him to prove?

Damn it, I’m really looked down upon.

Natsume Weichuan thought to himself, and then nodded very seriously, "Sister Tachibana, I understand. Next time I will definitely show my best condition to surprise you."

"Hehe, don't underestimate me."

Tachibana Miyuki understood the boy's competitive mentality very well, but the reason she said this was actually still due to the concerns mentioned earlier.

At present, she has not been able to find a reason to convince others, or even herself, so before that, she can only use this method to solve the problem.

Although I can't get a 100% experience, it's not bad to be able to taste 100% of the flavor of Natsume Yuikawa.

She lifted the thin white strap that had slid down her upper arm a little bit and placed it in a position where it was convenient for movement. Tachibana Miyuki held Natsume Yuikawa tightly with both hands.

Any decision depends on her. As for Natsume Yuikawa, the only choice he can make now seems to be how long he can hold on.

"Natsume, how long has it been since the last time? You seem a little impatient."

When Tachibana Miyuki felt that Natsume Yuikawa became lively, she couldn't help but make a joke.

The last time should have been the day at Miyuki Tachibana's apartment. At that time, Miyuki Tachibana seemed a little resistant, unlike now, with her pink lips slightly open, as if she couldn't wait to eat herself up.

"Then I wonder if Sister Tachibana can fulfill this little wish of mine?"

Natsume Yuikawa raised his eyebrows and asked back.

"Of course, because I kind of miss it, too., Ha~ah."

As Tachibana Miyuki was speaking, she took a deep breath impatiently.

"Um"

Natsume Weichuan suddenly couldn't help but hum softly, his whole body tensed up, and he had no place to put his hands, so he had to put them on the most dazzling thing in his sight and slowly kneaded it.

This time, Tachibana Miyuki was no longer as unfamiliar as she was at the beginning. Even with Natsume Yuikawa's arm causing trouble, she was able to savor it skillfully.

In fact, Natsume Yuikawa has always cared about it. From his perspective, he feels that the taste is not particularly good. When Mochizuki Maaya did something similar before, she even choked to the point of almost crying. But with Tachibana Miyuki, it seems that there has never been this problem.

The devoted eyes and the expression of great enjoyment were as if what she was tasting was not his taste, but some delicious dessert ice cream, and she wanted to melt it and taste all the sweetness.

As Natsume Weichuan watched, the feeling that spread from his lower body to his spine became stronger and stronger, and at this moment he suddenly realized something.

Before, he thought that the only thing he could decide was how long he could hold on, which was completely wrong.

Because even this was decided by Tachibana Miyuki.

This is just the beginning, and we are already reaching our limit.
Natsume Weichuan clenched his teeth and increased the strength of his grip, but the soft and tender skin flowed out from between his fingers.

Tachibana Miyuki, who was already engrossed in what was happening in front of her, didn't seem to care about the pain at all.

"Ah" Natsume Weichuan's face looked a little ugly at this time, and her white little hands were turning up and down.

"what"

His voice was clearly full of comfort, but Natsume Weichuan's expression looked a little grim at this moment.

After all, the duration of persistence is a bit too short.

I looked up at the wall clock. If I remember correctly, the minute hand was pointing to five at the beginning.

And now, it’s not even six yet, it’s only halfway there.

"Tick, tick."

The sound of the pointer turning maintained a consistent rhythm. Natsume Weichuan had heard it countless times and was almost used to it. But when he heard it this time, he felt as if it was mocking him and his cheeks felt hot.

At this time, I have to say something, right?

"Sister Tachibana, what am I doing today?"

Natsume Weichuan spoke hesitantly, racking his brains to think of an excuse.

"No need to explain, I understand."

Tachibana Miyuki tidied herself up and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"It must be because Natsume-kun has just recovered from his injury, causing his ability to control himself to be a little worse, am I right?"

Tachibana Miyuki asked slowly.

[She even thought of a reason for you. As expected of a mature woman of her age, she even took care of your self-esteem just right. However, Tachibana Miyuki doesn't seem to be planning to stop here, so if you don't perform as expected, then it seems that you will be given the impression of being incompetent. ]

It turns out there is such a plan, how ridiculous.

Natsume Yuikawa really wanted to teach Tachibana Miyuki a lesson. He thought to himself that now that he had experienced it once, his tolerance would definitely be greatly improved and he would never be defeated so easily again.

Thinking of this, his eyes gradually became firm, and he looked at Tachibana Miyuki with a sharp gaze and said, "It's just an appetizer prepared for Sister Tachibana. It would be very sad if Sister Tachibana misunderstood that I was only this much."

"how could be."

Tachibana Miyuki smiled slightly, "You are the child I have always been optimistic about."

Tachibana Miyuki's fingertips tapped repeatedly like a dragonfly touching the water, and with her efforts, Natsume Yuikawa soon regained his vitality and energy.

Seeing this scene, Tachibana Miyuki's beautiful eyes couldn't help but light up, and she exaggerated without hesitation: "You are indeed full of youthful vitality. If you continue like this, you might really be able to meet my requirements."

"Then can Sister Tachibana tell me the exact number of lines required?"

Natsume Yuikawa asked immediately.

If Tachibana Miyuki gave such an ambiguous answer, she might refuse to pay in the future. However, it would be different if the request was quantified in specific terms.

"Even this curiosity is a characteristic of young people. Hmm, let me think about it."

Tachibana Miyuki didn't know if she had sensed Natsume Yuikawa's intention. After thinking for a moment, she raised a finger and said slowly, "I only have one request. At least you have to make me unable to resist and offer to change places to conquer."

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Natsume Weichuan's face darkened in an instant. Wasn't this really a deliberate attempt to make things difficult for him?
If I really want to achieve that goal, I'm afraid I'll have already ascended to heaven before I achieve it.

Tachibana Miyuki saw Natsume Yuikawa's concerns and chuckled with her hands covering her mouth. It was not until she saw the latter frown that she restrained herself a little and slowly shook her head.

"It seems that you are not experienced enough to notice it. It doesn't matter. You will understand it slowly."

Tachibana Miyuki spoke with hidden meanings, and in the end, she helped Natsume Yuikawa up with her hands.

Natsume Yuikawa was still thinking along the lines of Tachibana Miyuki's words, but he was caught off guard and his mind went blank, with nothing left.

So cunning. It happened so suddenly that I wasn't ready to react.

Natsume Weichuan took a deep breath. If he continued like this, he might get embarrassed again.

Tachibana Miyuki must be stopped from going like this. There is so much effort hidden behind every drop of sweat, which is quite precious. How can she give it up before she has fully experienced the whole process?
"Sister Tachibana, please let me relax for a while. I've been sitting like this for a long time and my waist is a little sore. If I keep doing this for a long time, I will definitely strain my waist muscles and feel pain tomorrow."

Natsume Weichuan no longer cared about his face and took the initiative to beg for mercy.

"Ok?"

(End of this chapter)