In the time loop, I do whatever I want

"Would you like to practice yoga with me later?" Sayuri Sawamura suggested, twisting her slender waist to show that she was good at maintaining her figure.

Mrs. Yukinoshita did not refuse: "Okay, I'll ask my secretary to bring my yoga clothes over."

There was no way she could borrow clothes from Sayuri Sawamura. Not to mention whether she was willing to wear other people's clothes, the other person's flat chest and petite figure did not fit her clothing size at all.

Yes, Sayuri Sawamura and Yukino are both flat-chested...

Thirty minutes later, Makoto Fushimi ended his science lecture.

Ying Lili had an expression of endless aftertaste on her face, and her brows were full of surprise at having gained a lot.

After they finished chatting, Sayuri Sawamura no longer had to worry about disturbing everyone, so she first called Mrs. Yukinoshita into the house to change clothes.

A moment later, two beautiful women in yoga clothes came out.

The living room is spacious enough, and Sayuri Sawamura usually practices yoga here, so she has never thought of changing the place temporarily.

And in her eyes, there are no "outsiders" in the house now.

Even though the only opposite sex was Makoto Fushimi, she just thought that he was a young man who was very worthy of her daughter's embrace.

This does not mean to have a romantic relationship, but to make them good friends, so as to lay a good foundation for the daughter's future network.

Sayuri Sawamura is so naturally relaxed, but Mrs. Yukinoshita can't do that.

Because after she changed her clothes and came out, she noticed that someone was looking at her more than once.

Take your eyes off me!

She glared at him covertly.

That look was full of majesty.

Fushimi Makoto chuckled.

He was originally facing sideways.

After seeing this warning look, he slowly adjusted his direction.

So he was facing the screen playing the yoga program.

The figures of the two also came into view.

I want more than just to watch.

You have to watch it openly.

One curve is plump, the other is delicate.

Good deal!

Ok?

what is that?

Fushimi Makoto quickly took his gaze away from Sayuri Sawamura.

He pretended to lower his head to drink tea, and in the mobile group chat interface, Hayato Hayama sent an emoticon of a camel eating a cactus.

Fushimi Makoto said silently in his heart: What a coincidence, I just saw a camel too.

Chapter 261 Waving is not an apology, it’s my sister, you still need to practice

Yoga clothes are a magical thing. If the woman wearing it has an average figure and has fat on her thighs, arms, and waist, then these defects will be infinitely magnified by the clothes.

But if a woman with a great figure wears yoga clothes, the picture immediately becomes different.

The tops of yoga clothes are relatively tight, and the pants are mostly casual, but no matter how casual they are, the body curves outlined cannot be concealed.

Especially since yoga clothes are close-fitting clothes, women usually only wear them when practicing yoga at home.

Just like the two beautiful figures in the living room now.

Makoto Fushimi could sense that Sayuri Sawamura was too relaxed, even to the point of being completely defenseless.

Therefore, yoga clothes became her only underwear.

This made Fushimi Makoto a little uncomfortable.

It was his lie that he was drinking tea with his head down.

What he really wanted to hide was the surprise in his eyes and the way he used it to control his emotions.

As for tactical concealment of ballistics?

We haven't reached that stage yet.

Compared to Sayuri Sawamura's complete relaxation, Mrs. Yukinoshita is much more serious.

She didn't even follow the yoga instructions on the screen.

On the surface, she was observing Sayuri Sawamura's practice rhythm, but in fact, she was using her peripheral vision to warn Makoto Fushimi to look away.

But Fushimi Makoto acted as if he didn't see it. After turning his body around, he had no intention of turning back.

Soon, Yukino and Eriri finished their conversation. They turned around and saw the two elders and the yoga program on the screen, but they didn't pay much attention to it at first.

Until they discovered the position and angle where Makoto Fushimi was sitting.

The expressions of the two beautiful girls changed.

Eriri thought more simply. She was secretly upset why Fushimi Makoto didn't look at her.

Yukino's eyes were stern, she really wanted to know what Fushimi Makoto was thinking at the moment.

A minute passed, and Fushimi Makoto still didn't look away.

Just when Yukino couldn't help but speak, Fushimi Makoto's voice sounded first: "Auntie Sawamura, there are many things in your movements that need to be corrected."

"Eh?"

Everyone present was stunned.

Fushimi Makoto seemed oblivious. He put down his teacup and stood up, but didn't go over. He just stood there, his chin resting on his hand as he pondered, "Based on my observations just now, at least four of your movements are substandard. Since this is yoga practice, I think you should take it more seriously."

"Acheng, you also know this?" Sayuri Sawamura looked up in surprise.

She really didn't pay much attention just now because her best friend was standing next to her and didn't practice with her, which made her feel uneasy.

Therefore, her movements were not standard enough.

"I've studied it a little before." Fushimi Makoto's answer made Yukino cover her forehead.

It’s the same panacea answer again.

Yukino simply straightened her waist, she wanted to continue listening.

Eriri's expression was similar to her mother's, with a look of surprise on her little face.

A hint of suspicion flashed in Mrs. Yukinoshita's eyes, and she stood still, maintaining her elegant posture.

Under the gazes of several people, Fushimi Makoto didn't look nervous at all. He even bent down and said, "You might doubt me just by saying it, so I'll demonstrate it to you directly."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on the cold floor and relied on his excellent memory to perfectly replicate Sayuri Sawamura's actions just now.

He didn't miss a single move, and all of them were executed with perfection.

It seemed as if he was more professional than the female coach on the screen.

Sayuri Sawamura's eyes sparkled: "Ah Cheng, are you serious?"

She thought Fushimi Makoto was just talking, but she didn't expect that he was actually a professional.

"Like I said, I've studied it for a while before." Fushimi Makoto stood up calmly.

"Thanks for the reminder. I was distracted just now, but don't underestimate me. When it comes to yoga, I'm also a professional."

Listening to the relaxed conversation between Fushimi Makoto and Sawamura Sayuri, Yukino and the others' mood changed again.

"So that's why Fushimi was staring at me?" Eriri's tone was filled with undisguised admiration as she murmured softly, "How come he knows everything?"

Yukino didn't say anything. She was surprised at Fushimi Makoto's memory.

Although she did not see Sayuri Sawamura's complete yoga moves, the other party's reaction proved that Fushimi Makoto did replicate all the moves.

Mrs. Yukinoshita didn't say anything either.

Because she saw Fushimi Makoto stand up and wave his hand casually.

The direction of the wave was exactly towards me.

Combined with what Fushimi Makoto had just done when he corrected Sayuri Sawamura's mistake, and he demonstrated a more standard set of moves.

Mrs. Yukinoshita naturally thought that her eye reminder had worked, so she waved her hand to tell herself: Sorry, I won’t watch it anymore.

She nodded in satisfaction at this.

However, she didn't know that Fushimi Makoto's gesture meant: waving doesn't mean sorry, it means sister, you still need to practice.

You want to scare me away with just a look?

I had seen that look countless times that night!

So, when Mrs. Yukinoshita joined the yoga practice with peace of mind, she once again keenly noticed someone's gaze.

What does this mean?

Didn’t he wave to me and say sorry?

At this time, the only sound in the living room was the sound of yoga class. Eriri felt bored, so she went to the balcony to chat with Yukino.

She originally wanted to call Fushimi Makoto, but the professional attitude he had just shown made her feel that he could crush her in all aspects.

Eriri's sensitive heart was a little timid, and she decided to pull Yukino, with whom she had a good relationship, away from the scene.

She didn't realize that in this atmosphere, she actually had countless excuses to call Fushimi Makoto away.

This will not only increase the time the two people spend together, but also allow them to understand each other better.

If it were Nakano Ichika or Shiyu, they would definitely seize this opportunity.

But Eriri is different.

She chose to sprint in reverse.

At the perfect time to call Fushimi Makoto away, she dragged Yukino away...

Makoto Fushimi watched a yoga program in the living room for a while. As he watched, he noticed that a certain aunt seemed unable to remain calm.

Or perhaps, she couldn't bear the torture with just her eyes.

Fushimi Makoto suppressed his laughter, looked away, picked up his phone and chatted with his friends.

When his gaze shifted, Mrs. Yukinoshita, who was originally tense, immediately relaxed.

When she relaxed, she realized that her calves were trembling.

It was similar to the situation that night after I fought three battles.

She knew that her best friend Sayuri Sawamura was very perceptive, so in order to avoid being exposed, she quickly stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Good~"

Fushimi Makoto seemed not to notice.

It wasn't until the bathroom door was closed that he looked up and glanced at it.

Locking yourself in a closed space is equivalent to providing others with a perfect place to torture you.

Fushimi Makoto held his cell phone and had an idea in mind.

A few minutes later, Yukino suddenly came over. She wanted to talk to Fushimi Makoto about the storyboard script, and it just so happened that Eriri was also concerned about this.

Fushimi Makoto guessed that Mrs. Yukinoshita was adjusting her condition and would definitely not come out for a while, so he went to the balcony with peace of mind.

And in the bathroom.

Mrs. Yukinoshita locked the door as soon as she entered, then stood in front of the sink and fell into silence.

Her face in the mirror was very beautiful. The sweat on her forehead wet her hair, making it sticky, but it did not affect her beauty. On the contrary, the blush on her face after exercise made her look more attractive.

"Sayuri shouldn't have brought up that during the day."

She rubbed her temples with a headache.

If my best friend hadn't mentioned that incident, I wouldn't have thought about it again and wouldn't have lost my composure like I did now.