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Chapter 221 Carrying Legs on Shoulders
Natsume Weichuan stared at the slender long legs that were still making trouble, and felt itchy and hateful in his heart.

Needless to say, why did he feel itchy? It was mainly because of hatred. He hated her so much that he wanted to kill Tachibana Miyuki without hesitation and immediately make her flee in defeat.

"It's okay. I'm fine now."

Natsume Weichuan answered in a normal tone and moved a few times on the spot to make himself look more relaxed.

Seeing this, Tachibana Miyuki became even more unscrupulous in her movements of her feet, rubbing vigorously. Her delicate toes moved like a small hand, and each time she used just the right amount of strength on the part that touched Natsume Yuikawa the most.

As a result, Natsume Yuikawa's body, which had just relaxed, began to become tense again. When Natsume Saki saw this, she shook her head secretly.

"Weichuan, if you're not used to it, you don't have to force yourself."

After Natsume Saki finished comforting her, she looked at Tachibana Miyuki and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Miyuki, Weichuan has been unaccustomed to unfamiliar environments since he was a child. This has absolutely nothing to do with you. Don't get me wrong. If you let him come more often in the future, maybe this won't happen."

"Sister Saki, don't worry. I know everything. Weichuan is usually very active in the store. I guess it's probably because he can't let go in front of you."

Tachibana Miyuki knew the real reason why Natsume Yuikawa was so embarrassed, so she naturally didn't care and immediately replied with a chuckle.

"Is that true?" Natsume Saki looked at Natsume Yuikawa in surprise.

"Mom, don't worry. If I were really shy, would I have been able to go and make dinner with Sister Tachibana just now?"

After Natsume Yuikawa finished explaining, he pulled his chair forward, taking the opportunity to squeeze Tachibana Miyuki's legs down. He picked up a big mouthful of food with chopsticks and put it into Natsume Saki's bowl.

"You have to finish eating all of this. I believe that by then you will be able to experience the harmony between me and Sister Tachibana from the taste of the food."

"What? No! I still need to lose weight, so I have to control the amount I eat for dinner."

Natsume Saki wanted to stop him, but Natsume Yuikawa was obviously faster, and in the end she could only look at the full bowl and hesitate whether to finish it.

Very good, killing two birds with one stone, mission accomplished.

Natsume Weichuan felt relieved a little, but as for why he didn't feel relieved completely, it was because he knew that he had only temporarily escaped from Tachibana Miyuki's legs through a trick, which didn't mean that the latter would not come back again.

What we should do now is to strengthen our defense.

Natsume Weichuan stared at the table and secretly lowered one arm to block the front. As he expected, a warm and delicate touch came over.

Very good, let's stop here.

Natsume Yuikawa smiled at Tachibana Miyuki who was standing opposite him, but to his surprise, there was no sign of frustration or dejection on the latter's face. Instead, she winked at him.

Could it be that she had other plans? But I had clearly blocked them.
Such doubt popped up in Natsume Weichuan's mind, and then his eyes widened.

In addition to the original touch, something else came closer, and because the terrain was explored, the latter was directly raised over his arm and pressed down.

This is?

Natsume Weichuan couldn't help but lower his head. The scene before him left him speechless, but he definitely couldn't say that he hated it.

The closest thing is the cute and charming foot, and above it is the slender and round calf, with pink knees and long and graceful legs extending into the denim shorts, covering the plump and perky buttocks and a more mysterious place.

This time, Tachibana Miyuki didn't just stretch out one leg, but lifted both legs.

This kind of posture requires both of them to be extremely cautious at all times.

The former has to bear their share of the weight, while the latter also has to keep their balance. While being focused and risking being discovered at any time, it brings a different kind of excitement that almost drives people crazy.

Natsume Weichuan stared at it for a while, and a prompt message appeared in front of him.

[Damn it, I've been tolerating her again and again, but she has not understood me. Instead, she has become more arrogant. Since soft tactics don't work, I might as well use force. Now her legs are so close to me, I can just grab them and carry them on my shoulders. As for the food on the table, if you don't want to eat it properly, then don't eat it. I believe that when Natsume Saki sees this, she will not blame you, but will secretly praise you in her heart: "Weichuan is slowly transforming into a man."]

After reading it all, Natsume Weichuan was speechless about the bad idea suggested, and thought to himself that he shouldn't waste his time.

"Weichuan, don't just urge Sister Saki and just sit there in a daze."

As if the leg stretched out was not hers, Tachibana Miyuki smiled and picked up the chopsticks, handed them to Natsume Yuikawa's bowl, and said: "You are in the stage of growing up now, you must take good care of yourself, otherwise if you lose weight in the future, Sister Saki will think I bullied you."

You are obviously bullying now.

Moreover, in this case, wouldn’t it be better to just soak the wolfberries and drink them?

Natsume Weichuan's face darkened, fearing that he would scream out in comfort in the next second, so he ate his food in big mouthfuls, blocking his mouth physically.

After Tachibana Miyuki switched to moving on her feet, she was able to take care of more places at the same time. If there hadn't been a layer of cloth in between, Natsume Yuikawa would have suspected that she would explode on the spot in the next second.

The scene was so beautiful that I couldn't even imagine it. I didn't have any spare clothes here.

So, before reaching certain limits, Natsume Yuikawa cast a pleading look at Tachibana Miyuki.

Tachibana Miyuki smiled, blinked her left eye at him meaningfully, and then retracted her legs.

Natsume Yuikawa's intuition told him that this was definitely not a good sign. It was probably because Tachibana Miyuki had come up with some other weird ideas and would implement them next time.

Dinner ended while Natsume Weichuan was thinking. After the meal, Natsume Saki took the initiative to offer to be responsible for cleaning up the dishes, and after pausing for a while, Natsume Weichuan also stood up and said he was leaving.

Not to mention that there was no spare bed in Tachibana Miyuki's house, even if there was, he would not dare to stay out all night even if he had ten thousand guts.

Because Mochizuki Maaya is still waiting for him at home.

Every time he thought of this, Natsume Yuikawa felt as if his heart was being pricked by needles. Before sending Tachibana Miyuki home, he specially sent a message to Mochizuki Maya saying that he would be back soon and asked her to heat up the meal. But who could have expected such an accident to happen.

Resisting the urge to sigh, Natsume Yuikawa changed his shoes and walked out of the apartment. He said to Tachibana Miyuki who came out to see him off, "Sister Tachibana, it's so dark outside, you don't have to see me off. I can just walk back slowly using my phone to follow the directions."

Tachibana Miyuki did not answer directly. She turned her head and glanced in the direction of the living room, then turned back and said softly, "Weichuan, your mother is in the kitchen now."

"Ok?"

Natsume Weichuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook his head after realizing what was happening, "No, Sister Tachibana, I can't stay here overnight. My mom will definitely sleep in the same room with you at night, and I can't hide under the bed and come out in the middle of the night."

"You're going to die, you idiot."

Tachibana Miyuki glared at him with her beautiful eyes, and her gentle and charming face was filled with shame, anger and speechlessness.

I really don’t know whether Natsume Yuikawa is pretending or really doesn’t understand, otherwise why is he so smart usually but so stupid now?

Tachibana Miyuki said unhappily, "What I mean is, there's no one else around, why are you still calling me Sister Tachibana?"

Oh~ So that's how it is. Natsume Yuikawa suddenly realized.

In fact, the reason why his thinking was slow was mainly because he spent all his energy thinking about how to explain after returning home. Now that he understood Tachibana Miyuki's intention, it would be much easier to solve the problem.

"What about Miyuki?"

Natsume Yuikawa hesitated for a moment and called out.

"Ehhhhh?"

After hearing this, Tachibana Miyuki's almost amber pupils began to tremble violently, and even her fair face began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Isn't that right?" Natsume Weichuan pretended to be unaware and continued to ask.

Yes, that’s right, that’s how it should be.

Tachibana Miyuki had already given an answer in her heart. Her panic just now was due to her inability to adapt to this revolutionary progress.

It was already surprising enough to be able to change from Tachibana-sister to Miyuki-sister in one day, but now just call her Miyuki?
You bad boy, you are really going too far!
Tachibana Miyuki nodded softly, "Well, that's fine, but only when the two of us are here."

Her long brown hair was reflected into strands of golden threads under the light. Tachibana Miyuki had a smile on her lips, and her gentle expression was captivating.

Just looking at her like this, who would have thought that she was the succubus who was causing trouble under the table more than ten minutes ago.

Natsume Yuikawa couldn't bear it any longer, so he put his hands on Tachibana Miyuki's slender waist and moved his face closer.

The breath of the two people hit each other, and even though it was not the first time they did this, because they had to be on guard against Natsume Saki at all times, their heartbeats were more violent than ever, as if if they got closer, they could hear each other directly.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Tachibana Miyuki's long eyelashes fluttered, and her face was already covered with blush. She shyly blocked the silver thread hanging in the air and said, "It's getting late, Natsume, you should go home quickly. When you get home, remember to call your mother to let her know you're safe. You can also call me."

"Well, I will."

Natsume Yuikawa looked straight at Tachibana Miyuki, took a few steps back, turned around and waved, walking towards his home.

"Although he can still be silly sometimes, he seems to be becoming quite reliable."

Watching Natsume Yuikawa's figure disappear into the dark shadows, Tachibana Miyuki still had her hands on the door frame, unable to hide the smile on her lips.

"Hmm? Miyuki, what are you mumbling about here by yourself?"

After cleaning up the dishes, Natsume Saki walked over, glanced at her fingers that were wrinkled from prolonged contact with water, then put them down and asked curiously.

"Where's Weichuan? Is he gone?"

"Well, just left."

There were too many questions, so Miyuki Tachibana chose to answer only the simplest one.

"Ah, I still have something to say to him. Forget it, it's so dark outside, I'll go call him and ask him to drive slowly." Natsume Saki hurried into the living room.

"Hey, it's okay. I've already told him that he will call me when he gets home." Tachibana Miyuki hurriedly followed and closed the door of the apartment.

"Mr. Driver, can you go a little faster?"

Natsume Weichuan was sitting in a taxi, asking while looking out the window anxiously.

It's almost ten o'clock now. It's not just a little late from the agreed eight o'clock. If I were to go to work, it would be considered absenteeism.

"It's already fast this late."

The driver's hands on the steering wheel were quite steady. He looked up at the rearview mirror and asked, "What's the matter?"

[I never thought that one day I would be so eager to have a pleasant conversation with the taxi driver. Perhaps I could just tell the driver the actual situation, and after arousing the driver's empathy, the speed of the car would definitely be what I want.]

"Well, I went out to eat with some friends. I agreed to go home early, but now it's already quite late."

After seeing the content of the prompt, Natsume Weichuan thought for a moment and said.

"There's this matter? Okay."

After hearing this, the driver stepped on the accelerator and instantly reached the maximum speed limit.

Arriving at the destination, Natsume Weichuan dropped the fare he had already calculated and ran quickly towards the apartment. Only when he saw the apartment door did he begin to slow down and lighten his pace.

At this moment, Natsume Weichuan was like a child who had gotten into trouble at school and was afraid of being seen by his parents. He took out the key from his pocket, opened the door of the apartment, and walked in silently.

The lights in the apartment were still on, but it was quiet inside, as if no one was there.

Natsume Weichuan felt somewhat relieved, yet worried about other situations, so he walked in impatiently. After turning towards the sofa, his steps stopped as if he had stepped on the brakes.

A graceful figure sat on the sofa, with long, smooth golden hair and a slender figure that could not be concealed even from behind, standing there upright.

Under normal circumstances, Natsume Weichuan would have hugged him immediately, but now he could hardly take another step and stood there at a loss.

"You came?"

A cold and plain female voice sounded, Mochizuki Maya turned her face, pursed her thin pink lips, her eyes were clear without any impurities, she just looked at Natsume Yuikawa quietly, like a cold pond reflecting the bright moon.

"Well, I'm here, no, I wanted to say, sorry, I'm late."

Natsume Weichuan first nodded affirmatively, then hurriedly shook his head, his tone full of guilt and apology.

"It's okay, as long as you come."

Mochizuki Maya was still as calm as ever. She didn't look at Natsume Yuikawa, but turned her head back to stare at the food on the table that was barely hot, and said, "The food is cold. I'll go heat it up for you again."

As she said this, Mochizuki Mayaya pretended to get up from the sofa.

"Need not!"

Natsume Weichuan quickly ran over to stop Mochizuki Mayura. He grabbed the latter's cold and soft little hand and said, "Mayura, I've already eaten outside."

Mochizuki Mayaya did not struggle. Her eyes dropped. Her skirt, which she usually took care of before wearing, now had marks of being pinched on one corner.

(End of this chapter)