They all have hidden attributes!

"Several prime ministers have raved about the beef pies at this bar, and I'd like to add them to the menu as a Christmas gift for you."

Maya Uesugi raised her coffee to her lips, her caramel-colored eyes glancing at his face, afraid of seeing disappointment and loneliness: "I miscalculated."

Makoto Takahashi remained silent.

He likes beef and egg dishes, and Uesugi Maya remembered his tastes and came to this bar to learn how to cook them. This kind of thoughtfulness is rare.

Recalling the happiness he felt when he went to Uesugi's house for dinner when they first met, he pursed his lips, his mind in turmoil.

Perhaps it was because the sweet couple were kissing each other without any restraint that the atmosphere in the store gradually heated up, and Makoto Takahashi's heart became more and more restless.

He swallowed a mouthful of cola, unable to calm down, and simply ate a beef pie: "Why don't we just have the chef make one right here?"

Maya Uesugi had been observing the kitchen since earlier, and the pastry section was indeed within her field of vision.

"Can you eat that much?" she asked worriedly.

“No problem, I didn’t eat much for dinner.” Takahashi Makoto wolfed down his beef pie and called the waitress to order.

Maya Uesugi pulled out two tissues and wiped the oily residue from his lips, saying, "Thank you for your hard work."

After eating three more beef pies, the chefs in the kitchen finally began making the crusts. Uesugi Maya watched intently, her eyes glued to the screen.

Makoto Takahashi stared at her profile, inwardly troubling Hakiyo's awkwardness and cuteness.

Chapter 170 The Angel's Christmas Gift

The snow continued to fall.

The smell of snow grew stronger on the quiet streets late at night.

Black leather snow boots, soaked with snow, tread the concrete steps and step onto the overpass. In the surrounding residential area, only a few apartments still have their lights on.

The conversation ended abruptly at their first meeting.

Maya Uesugi stopped in her tracks, gazing at the all-too-familiar street scene, and absentmindedly pondered these matters.

Her slender body was wrapped in a coat, and under the dim streetlights, her delicate face and beautiful caramel-colored eyes were captivating.

Makoto Takahashi stepped forward and put his arm around her shoulder, and Maya Uesugi suddenly asked, "What exactly is your ideal?"

"I believe there is a path that can lead to a happy ending without anyone getting hurt."

Makoto Takahashi's answer came out without hesitation or doubt: "If there was no such ending originally, then I will give this happiness to you."

"madness."

Maya Uesugi let out a soft breath and continued walking forward: "So now, does it make sense to you?"

"Creating memories is based on the pursuit of ideals."

Upon hearing Takahashi Makoto's definition of tonight, Uesugi Maya smiled, a rare occurrence. Although foolish, tonight had indeed left many memories.

It's more worth wasting time on than all the memories of her past life.

On the way back to the apartment, the two of them barely spoke.

Arriving in the corridor, standing in front of two adjacent apartments, Makoto Takahashi raised his wrist to look at the clock face; it was nearly 11 p.m.

"Want to see a movie?"

As she spoke, Maya Uesugi took her apartment key from her coat pocket, inserted it into the lock, and turned the key: "I originally planned to watch 'A Christmas Carol' on Christmas Day."

"This name sounds boring. What's it about?" Makoto Takahashi asked.

"An adaptation of a Charles Dickens novel, about a selfish miser who decides to turn over a new leaf."

"A Tale of Two Cities?"

"Yes."

"Wait until I finish reading 'The Picture of Dorian Green'"

"it is good."

The conversation ended there. The two stared at each other silently for a moment in the quiet corridor before Uesugi Maya spoke first: "Goodnight."

"Good night."

Watching her walk into the apartment and close the door, Makoto Takahashi took a deep breath, took out his key, and opened the door.

The entryway light was on, and two pairs of women's shoes were placed side by side.

Makoto Takahashi slammed the door shut behind him, stomped off his wet shoes, and called out to the living room, "I'm home."

"Welcome home, Cheng-kun."

"Brother, welcome back."

The voices of Tachibana Yuki and Hanakawa Kaori drifted over, but no one was in sight. Takahashi Makoto walked into the living room and saw the two of them playing a game with a controller.

Sitting upright on the sofa, Tachibana Yuki looked like she had just taken a bath; through the overly loose collar of her white shirt, one could see the shadow cast by her collarbone.

Her neck was slender and fair, and you could almost see the veins inside.

Makoto Takahashi's gaze swept over the hem of her shirt, down her soft thighs, and at her feet, Hanakawa Kaori sat on the carpet.

She had just taken a shower, and her black hair, with a purple highlight, still glistened with water.

"Did you shower together?" Takahashi Makoto asked.

"Mmm, Sister Xing even made me iced cocoa."

Hanakawa Kaori tossed aside the handle, picked up the mug from the coffee table with both hands, and held it up to Takahashi Makoto: "It's super delicious."

Tachibana Yuki glanced at Hanakawa Kaori, and the smile in her eyes turned dangerous.

Hanakawa Kaori may have some use to her, but that doesn't mean she can do whatever she wants to her, especially since she's in front of her.

She had already drunk half of that cocoa.

Hanakawa Kaori probably didn't expect that Tatsumi Yuki was even more petty than Uesugi Maya. When she noticed the gaze behind her, she was caught off guard and shivered.

Seeing two beads of cold sweat on Hanakawa Kaori's forehead, Takahashi Makoto bent down to pick up the handle and sat down on the sofa next to Tachimi Yuki: "Go next door and have a drink slowly."

"Huh? Brother, didn't we agree that I could stay tonight?" Hanakawa Kaori pointed at herself in disbelief, unable to understand why she was suddenly being asked to leave.

Tachibana Yuki's gaze softened, and he silently moved closer to Takahashi Makoto's embrace.

Its soft body exudes a sweet scent that fills the nostrils and lungs.

Hanakawa Kaori looked up at the two of them, pouting angrily. So, she was annoyed that she had interrupted their intimate moment?

That's not what I said when I called her over!

"Ah Ye was worried you'd stay up late, so she called you over."

Makoto Takahashi stroked his fluffy, soft blond hair, offering a perfunctory reply. Yukinori Tachibana, however, was not in the mood for such things and gave Hanakawa Kaori a wink, signaling her to leave quickly.

"What? Tch." Hanakawa Kaori got up from the carpet, unconvinced.

As soon as she left the apartment, Tachibana Yuki couldn't wait to sit on her boyfriend's lap, opened her tightly closed mouth, and bit directly at the base of Takahashi Makoto's neck.

After leaving her mark, she raised her face, her loose shirt slipping off her shoulders, exposing her fair skin from her neck to her collarbone to the air.

"I thought you really weren't coming back until tomorrow."

The voice was light and airy, moist as if soaked in water, yet half hoarse.

"I haven't received my Christmas present yet, I can't wait."

Makoto Takahashi gently rested his chin on Yuki Tachimi's smooth shoulder, feeling her softness and warmth: "I originally wanted to paint a picture for you, but then I remembered that you used to be in a band, so I wrote a song for you instead."

This angle is perfect, capturing the rounded, bulging curve.

He gently bit Tachibana Yuki's ear and hugged her waist tightly: "If you have time, how about trying to play in a band again? There has to be an end to everything."

Tachibana Yuki trembled slightly, then turned and glared at Takahashi Makoto: "With Sayo?"

"You hate her?"

"Is this a song written for me?"

She looked over intently, and Makoto Takahashi nodded in affirmation: "Of course, that's why we need you to be the bassist."

"I don't want your band, hey~ don't bully my ears."

His short, golden hair became messy as he turned his head to dodge. Seeing that Mitsuki was still in the mood to play with him, Takahashi Makoto lowered his head and kissed her beautiful collarbone and smooth, delicate, snow-white skin.

In the subtly sweet fragrance, they pamper each other, melting into one another.

December 25th, Christmas Day.

On a clear winter morning, the sky after the snow stopped was as bright as a summer day.

Makoto Takahashi regained consciousness from the comfortable drowsiness and warmth, slowly lifting his eyelids. The temperature in his arms was slightly hot, and there was a rich and soft sweet fragrance.

"Hmm~"

Sweet murmurs drew his gaze. Beautiful golden hair rested on his upper arm. The young lady breathed rhythmically, and her gentle, happy smile was truly worthy of the name "angel."

Tachibana Yuki showed no signs of getting up, and Takahashi Makoto stroked her soft face tirelessly.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Brother, are you awake?"

The tired voice coming through the door belonged to Hanakawa Kaori; she sounded like she hadn't even woken up yet.

"It must be Uesugi Maya who forced her to eat breakfast and woke her up, making things difficult for Tatsumi Yuki," Takahashi Makoto thought to himself.

To avoid waking Ritsuki, he did not respond.

Hanakawa Kaori wasn't stubborn and didn't knock again. Sure enough, a few minutes later, Uesugi Maya, wearing an apron, opened the door and walked into the bedroom.

Seeing her cold expression, Makoto Takahashi's face stiffened slightly, and he put his index finger to his lips with his free hand.

Although he didn't know why sleeping in a double bed with his lover would upset the cat, he was still mentally prepared to be scolded.

The temperature in the room plummeted, and the soft, delicate body in my arms trembled slightly.

"Hmm~"

Yuki Tachibana made a soft sound in her throat, burying her head in Makoto Takahashi's chest as if seeking warmth, while raising her cold feet and wrapping them around his feet to absorb heat.

Standing in a blissful atmosphere, Uesugi Maya slowly ground her teeth.