Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 575 Hold Me Tight (The End)
The girl in front of him put down the wine bottle and placed her hands on the boy's thighs.

Before her skirt could touch her trousers, Jun Matsue quickly reached out to stop her.

"Mochizuki, what are you going to do?"

"I want to have sex with you!"

Seeing the turmoil in the boy's eyes, Mochizuki Haruka said fiercely and tried to sit on the boy's lap.

"Wait, wait, wait." The blunt words caught Matsueda Jun off guard. He grabbed the girl's waist and restrained her body.

What's wrong with you today?

"Why should we wait?" Mochizuki Haruka seemed to be provoked by his words. "I've already waited for so long!"

She struggled in the boy's arms, their skin rubbing together, and the silent living room began to heat up.

"Will you become more and more soft-hearted towards Tomatsu Yuka, and grow closer and closer to her?!"

Jun Matsue paused, and the girl took the opportunity to pull his hands away and sit down. Through his not-so-thick summer trousers, the boy could clearly feel a temperature that didn't belong to him.

"Don't move!" Mochizuki Haruka reached out and pinched the boy's cheek. "I'm asking you, Matsugi."

What do you think I'm angry about?

This question made Jun Matsuoka temporarily put aside the idea of ​​moving her away. He looked at the girl's fair face and thought for a while.

"Because I didn't choose you sooner?"

The reason Mochizuki was so angry was probably because she had been dating her senior behind her back, and then, due to her impulsiveness during the breakup, she became lovers with Tomatsu.

“Wrong,” Mochizuki Haruka said coldly, picking up the wine bottle behind her without turning her head.

"I'm going to punish you."

She tilted her head back and took a sip of wine, then quickly moved closer to the boy's face.

Their lips collided, not hard, but it hurt a little.

The girl gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "If you dare to refuse, I'll bite your mouth off."

Perhaps it was because of Mochizuki Haruka's righteous and correct aura, or perhaps it was because Matsueda Jun had long felt guilty towards her—in any case, the boy opened his lips for this long-awaited kiss.

The strawberry-flavored liquor entered his mouth, sweet and slightly astringent, with a stimulating carbonation. The clear and distinct aroma of alcohol immediately disrupted his nerves, while the soft, moist sensation on his lips was magnified infinitely in his mind.

A series of indistinct, smacking sounds echoed in the living room, thick and ambiguous, before the lips of the young man and woman finally parted after a few seconds.

Mochizuki Haruka's breathing became rapid. Looking at the boy's dilated pupils, she reached out and put her hands on his shoulders.

“Songzhi, when you called me back from the Sahara, I was so confident that you were already mine, it was just a matter of time.”

Even after I found out that you and Yami Maki were together, I still think what Auntie said makes a lot of sense. It was impossible for you and her to be together.

“We are the perfect match, you will fall in love with me.”

The girl's lips moved as she spoke, her eyes shimmering, and the words she uttered seemed like some kind of magical murmur.

"But later you and Tomatsu Yuka became a fake couple." The light in her eyes dimmed.

"My confidence, like my patience, needs something to support it, so over time, I started to doubt myself."

Mochizuki Haruka looked up at the dazzling lights on the ceiling, as if she were asking the sun a question.

Why hasn't he broken up with Tomatsu Yuka yet?

"Will Songzhi really be with me? Am I really not as important to him as I thought...?"

"If he gets together with me later, is it because he genuinely likes me, or because he feels guilty seeing how much I've sacrificed and how long I've waited?"

"So if I don't see that you like me, I don't want to wait any longer." The girl bent down.

Their foreheads pressed tightly together, their noses rubbing against each other, and the boy's captivating eyes filled her vision.

"Is Songzhi still sober? I want to hear your clear answer."

"Do you like me or not?"

"Of course I like it." Jun Matsue reached out and brushed aside the black hair that was blocking his view, and said without hesitation. "How much do you like it?" Haruka Mochizuki pressed her cheek closer and asked persistently.

"I've said before that I can't imagine life without Mochizuki Haruka."

The girl seemed to have gained temporary satisfaction. She raised her head, slightly distanced herself, and stared intently into the boy's eyes.

"Mochizuki?" Her silence puzzled Matsueda Jun.

"But you still harbor feelings for someone else, don't you?" Mochizuki Haruka suddenly said.

Jun Matsuoka's expression froze for a moment. He had a lot to say, but he couldn't say it.

No matter how he explained, unless he said something against his conscience, he couldn't give the girl a satisfactory answer.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Mochizuki Haruka's face.

"That's also why I'm so angry—"

She extended her slender index finger and drew circles around the boy's left chest.

"You're attracted to Yosei Kurusu, aren't you? Do you think she's dazzling?"

"Is your sympathy for Tomatsu Yuka gradually turning into affection? Are those moments of tenderness beginning to overshadow those unforgivable memories?"

"So I don't want to put up with it anymore." The girl nestled in the boy's arms raised her head.

“Songzhi, you like me, but there are other people in your heart—I don’t really care about that.”

Matsueda Jun blinked, and the scent of alcohol on Mochizuki Haruka's lips wafted onto his cheek, gradually spreading an intoxicatingly sweet aroma.

"Why do you say that?" he couldn't help but ask.

A hint of obsession appeared in the girl's eyes.

"I don't care if you feel pity, curiosity, liking, love or whatever you want for them, I only care about getting what belongs to me first."

Wang Yue sat up straight, letting her waist and hips sink towards the boy's thighs.

"Prove to me that you like me," the girl said, holding his waist.

Wang Yueyao lowered her head, trying not to let the grievances in her eyes surface, and her voice grew louder.

"I don't want your love as compensation after you broke your promise!"

"It has nothing to do with any agreement, any debt, or anyone else!" She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes haphazardly with the back of her hand.

"I just need you to prove to me that you really like me!!!"

The girl's voice echoed in the silent space. Jun Matsue put his arm around hers, his hand trembling slightly—a natural tremor of the heart when faced with the most transparent and naked love.

Feeling the boy's touch, Mochizuki Haruka raised her head. The tears in her eyes gradually faded, revealing a thirsty yet determined persistence.

"Make love to me," the girl said again.

"Only in this way can I believe that Songzhi really likes me."

She turned to the side, picked up the second can of wine on the table, opened it, bent down, and used her mouth to pick up the broken pull tab, pressing the can against the boy's chest.

The girl's movements stirred up the wine in the bottle, soaking a patch of the boy's school uniform and staining the clean fabric with an inappropriate, murky color.

Matsueda Jun silently gazed into the eyes before him, which were filled with nothing but love.

Mochizuki Haruka slightly raised her cheeks, the cocktail tab still dangling from her mouth, and looked at him expectantly.

"hold me……"

The momentary hesitation felt like an illusion. Matsueda Jun removed the pull tab from Mochizuki Haruka's mouth, then took the sake from her hand and drank it down in large gulps.

He reached out his hand to the girl's delicate body.

Open the lid and drink immediately, then plunge into the abyss of lust.

　I'm taking tomorrow off to do some extra but necessary paperwork.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)