In the time loop, I do whatever I want

As for whether she was unwilling to push him away or she was not as strong as him and therefore could not push him away, only Yukino herself knew.

Their foreheads touched each other, their noses touching, and the pleasant fragrance on her body surrounded Fushimi Makoto tightly.

Her skin was fair and flawless, but at this moment it seemed as if the sunset glow in the sky had been snatched away, igniting the embers of the setting sun. The clouds were melted and turned into fiery red glass, all of which became rouge appearing on her face.

The warm breaths of the two intertwined, and Yukino's originally tense little feet, which had nowhere to rest, finally found the most secure position - she sat in his arms.

Yukino was already addicted to it, and the little bit of modesty she had left was thrown away.

Throw it far away.

It was unknown how long it took before the two separated again.

Yukino was afraid that he would perform a hat trick, so she exerted force and struggled out of his arms with a red face.

Fushimi Makoto didn't continue and cooperated by letting go.

But when Fushimi Makoto let her go, her legs almost gave out and she fell onto the sofa. Fortunately, she finally reacted and stepped on the floor with her bare feet.

The cold floor couldn't drive away the blush and heat on her face.

It wasn't just her face that was burning, it was her heart as well.

She avoided looking at Makoto Fushimi. Her watery eyes blinked, like the ripples on the sea, quickly spreading from her eyebrows, clearly showing her inner shyness.

There is a saying that goes, when people are embarrassed, they always appear to be very busy.

Yukino turned her head, hurriedly put on her slippers, and started walking back.

After returning to her previous seat and sitting down, she froze for a second, not knowing what to do.

So she picked up the fruit knife and wanted to continue peeling.

Then I found that the apples were cut into small pieces, making it inconvenient to peel them.

She put down the fruit knife again, her tender white hands intertwined on her lower abdomen, wanting to do something to ease the embarrassment, but there was really nothing to do.

Just then, she noticed Fushimi Makoto staring at her.

When she turned around, she met Fushimi Makoto's face, who was trying to suppress his smile.

What a face that deserves a beating!

"Sorry, I admit I was too sudden." He couldn't help laughing after he finished speaking. "You are a little too cute."

Still cute?

Xue No stared at him in shame and anger: "I refuse to accept your apology."

"Then I'll express my apology through practical actions?" Fushimi Makoto stood up.

Xue Noi suddenly became alert and couldn't maintain her expression: "Sit back!"

Fushimi Makoto sat down obediently, looking like he was waiting for your order.

Yukino stared at him for a while, then finally looked away, as if blaming him, or blaming herself: "Don't do this again."

The sound is very soft.

It was so quiet that Fushimi Makoto could hardly hear it.

After she finished speaking, Fushimi Makoto replied decisively: "I have an opinion."

Yukino: "Who asked you?"

Chapter 70: Floor-to-ceiling Window God of War Matsukaze Mayu (Update 1)

After being kissed again, and for the second time, she was completely immersed in it. Yukino could no longer regain her composure.

She wanted to ease her embarrassment by finding topics to talk about.

But Fushimi Makoto refuses to cooperate!

This guy is really bad.

Very bad, very bad.

I ate the apple shyly.

He said I was cute.

I pretended to watch TV to try to divert my attention.

He also said I was cute.

No, don’t I know whether I am cute or not?

Do you even need to say that?

Yukino pursed her lips tightly, her face flushed red.

In fact, he praised me for being cute and stuff from the bottom of his heart.

Very happy.

"It's time for me to go back."

Fushimi Makoto's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Yukino looked up and instinctively wanted to ask: So early?

Fortunately, she stopped talking in time and changed the subject to say, "I'll take you there."

Fushimi Makoto walked to the door and stopped: "You don't have to take me downstairs, and you don't have to change your shoes."

"Ah."

Yukino looked straight at his face, and apart from this interjection, she really didn't know what to say.

"The filming will go smoothly, don't worry," said Makoto Fushimi.

Xue No was stunned for a moment, then said with a soft look in her eyes, "This is inevitable."

Fushimi Makoto left.

Yukino didn't close the door directly, but instead looked down and didn't go in until the other person's figure disappeared in the aisle.

Looking at herself back in the living room alone again, Yukino suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

I have been alone for many years.

She stood there for a few seconds, then suddenly quickened her pace and came to the balcony.

I could just see Fushimi Makoto.

She was so engrossed in watching.

then……

She saw Fushimi Makoto turned around.

"Ok?"

Yukino quickly came back to her senses, thinking that the other party had guessed that she would come to the balcony, and she unconsciously straightened her waist and put on a serious attitude.

But then she remembered that unless Fushimi Makoto had eagle eyes, he would not be able to see her expression clearly.

So, what is that guy going to do?

Under Yukino's concerned gaze, Fushimi Makoto walked straight back and entered the corridor.

No?

Yukino quickly left the balcony and almost ran to the door.

Could it be that this guy didn’t kiss enough just now and decided to perform a hat trick?

This is absolutely not allowed.

Yukino took two deep breaths, fixed her bangs, and waited patiently.

Sure enough, the doorbell rang soon.

She opened the door calmly: "What's wrong?"

Only she herself knew that the moment she saw Fushimi Makoto, her heart began to beat wildly.

"When I was feeding you an apple just now, I put my phone on the sofa." Fushimi Makoto patted his empty pockets.

"Oh, I'll get it for you."

Yukino responded lightly.

The moment she turned around, she breathed a sigh of relief.

But I felt inexplicably disappointed.

After all, it wasn't just Fushimi Makoto who enjoyed it just now.

So is she.

When she got the phone back and handed it to Fushimi Makoto, she asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Nothing."

Fushimi Makoto said, as if he had thought of something: "By the way, I have a suspicion that Aunt Yukinoshita might contact you later. Remember to be more alert this time and don't lose face again."

Xue Noi found it incredible: "Why don't I think my mother will call me?"

Fushimi Makoto hesitated: "Maybe it's because... I know her better than you?"

Yukino immediately lowered her head and looked at the shoe rack.

Fushimi Makoto: "What do you want to do?"

Yukino: "Let's see which shoe hurts you the most."

Fushimi Makoto slipped away.

With a bang, Yukino closed the door again.

She rubbed her temples and muttered, "Is she my mother or yours? Why do you act like you know her better than I do?"

Yukino obviously didn't believe it.

But at nine o'clock in the evening, Mrs. Yukinoshita really called.

Yukino, who had just finished a shower and was wrapped in a towel without even blowing her hair, quickly answered the phone, suppressing her inner surprise: "Why are you calling?"

"Did Ah Cheng send you back before?"

"Yes."

Xue Noxin said that he not only sent me back, but also sent it to my mouth.

"The boy and I chatted for a few minutes on the phone. When I asked him if he had ever thought about pursuing you, he asked me in return if I would really support him," said Mrs. Yukinoshita.

Yukino suddenly perked up.

This is a text message I have never seen before.

She didn't say anything and remained silent.

Mrs. Yukinoshita continued, "That child seems to have many secrets."

There are indeed many, for example, he may have "harassed" you in the time loop.

Yukino thought.

"I've actually researched his family situation and have been in contact with his parents along with your father. I've discovered that they're just ordinary people, not the kind of people who would raise an overly mature child like Ah Cheng..."

"If that's the case, then how did he know I was so anxious about that deal, and how did he easily help me close it?"

Listening to her mother's gentle yet doubtful voice, Yukino hesitated, not knowing how to respond.

She didn't want to lie.

He also wants to help Fushimi Makoto keep the secret.

Fortunately, Mrs. Yukinoshita thought Yukino's silence meant she didn't know. She chuckled and said, "I called for nothing else. It's about that short film your club is making. Please do your best to make it."

She paused and continued, "You are my daughter. If you can really make a good short film as a high school student, it means that you have been working hard to improve yourself without my knowledge."

Yukino clutched her phone tightly and said seriously, "I'll do it well."

She thought of the promise Fushimi Makoto had made to her before, and couldn't help but say, "I'm sure I can do it."