In the time loop, I do whatever I want

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Oh, you've found a reason in advance?

Fushimi Makoto wanted to laugh when he heard it: "Although what you said makes some sense, if you still want to continue filming, you can't continue like this."

"What? You mean I can't rub against you? No problem, I'll try my best." Yumiko said quickly.

Fushimi Makoto shook his head: "What I mean is, you can't put your feet here anymore."

Yumiko fell silent.

She had actually guessed it.

But if I asked her to take her foot back, the unbearable urge in my heart would be really uncomfortable.

She wasn't as brave as Mayu Matsukaze in attacking.

In the end, she was too shy to nod in agreement.

So under Fushimi Makoto's instructions, this time she leaned against the wall, turned sideways, half-knelt, and raised her upper body and rosy cheeks.

It is precisely because of this posture that her well-developed curves are more clearly revealed, and the short jeans covered by the loose top also appear in the camera.

As we all know, these short jeans are very tight.

In other words, if you don’t have a good figure, wearing these short jeans will expose your skinny figure.

But Youmeiko is different.

She is in this seductive pose, with her hips only slightly raised, but she already looks round like a small ball.

Perhaps the heat in her heart was getting stronger, and this time she couldn't feel Fushimi Makoto's body temperature, so her eyes became more and more blurred, with a hint of charm.

That is, when Makoto Fushimi showed his professionalism and just finished taking a photo, she "disobediently" changed her posture.

She leaned back a little more.

The most interesting thing is that after she did this, she stole a glance at Fushimi Makoto. When their eyes met, she turned her head away quickly like a little hamster stealing its owner's cake.

Fushimi Makoto suppressed his laughter and asked, "You're acting on your own again, you know?"

Yumiko blinked guiltily, "Really? I just felt that the action just now was too tiring, and now it's a little easier."

easy?

This is obviously more tiring, okay?

Fushimi Makoto immediately raised his hand and slapped the small ball.

"what!"

Yumiko blushed and exclaimed, staring at him with a look of shame and anger: "What are you doing?"

Fushimi Makoto: "If you don't obey, you will be punished."

"But you can't hit me..."

"Yumiko, you seem to have overlooked one thing. Every minute you delay is a minute later than the time it takes to get a photo you're satisfied with."

"I-I know."

Yumiko bit her lip and whispered shamefully, "I'll listen to you, but you're not allowed to hit me again."

The more she spoke, the quieter her voice became.

However, only she herself knew that she felt very excited when Fushimi Makoto suddenly patted her.

It was as if the heat in my heart was released, and I felt relaxed for a brief second.

Even if it was only for a second, she was still a little fascinated.

So she agreed verbally and told Fushimi Makoto not to hit him again, but in the following filming, she made more small movements...

Those little movements seemed to be telling Fushimi Makoto: Come and punish me.

Translated, it means: The House of Commons overwhelmed the House of Lords with an overwhelming advantage.

As a professional photographer, Makoto Fushimi certainly would not "indulge" such a disobedient person.

He put down his camera and rolled up his sleeves.

five minutes later.

Youmeko lay on the ground with a flushed face, her eyes were watery, and the laziness and charm between her brows were almost overflowing.

Just now, she paid the price for her disobedience.

Got beaten.

But very happy.

Also very satisfied.

She just felt it wasn't enough.

That itchy feeling hasn't gone away yet.

Yumiko slowly got up from the ground. Her eyes began to wander, but she kept saying, "I remember you hitting me today."

Fushimi Makoto couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You know what, your double-talking attitude now is a completely different kind of cute."

"Really?" Yumiko's pretended vengeful look instantly disappeared, and a hint of pride appeared between her brows.

In his heart, I am indeed cute and very charming.

But the next second, she suddenly frowned and covered her stomach, her expression looking unnatural.

"what happened to you?"

Fushimi Makoto was concerned but also a little confused. He hit her from behind, so how could she cover the front?

Yumiko clutched her stomach and said awkwardly, "I must have had too many cold drinks. I was chatting with my friends at the cold drink shop this afternoon."

Fushimi Makoto understood.

She must have drunk more than one cold drink, and probably also had something else with her friends. The alternation of hot and cold must have made her stomach protest.

"Let's get here first today."

Makoto Fushimi helped her sit on the chair and helped her put on her shoes.

Yumiko watched him do all these things, her cheeks burning with joy.

This feeling of being cared for and concerned about is naturally very comfortable.

She was so engrossed in watching that the heat in her heart did not subside. Impulsively, she whispered, "Actually, I'm fine. I can just rub it myself."

Makoto Fushimi, who had just placed the camera on the table, was stunned.

Why do we specifically point out “just rub it and it will be fine”?

Fushimi Makoto turned around and looked at the girl who pretended to be calm but was actually expecting something. He immediately understood.

"Can I help you?" he asked as he came over.

"Ah."

Yumiko didn't hesitate for even a second.

I even secretly made a "yeah" gesture in my heart.

Finally I can relax again.

Except for the time when he "punished" me just now, I was in unbearable torture the rest of the time.

Makoto Fushimi squatted in front of Yumiko and first pushed away the girl's slender little hand.

Yumiko was very obedient and did not stop him.

She thought Fushimi Makoto would rub her belly through her clothes.

But she didn't expect that Fushimi Makoto would actually put his hand directly under the hem of her clothes.

In an instant, a warm palm pressed on her belly which had no fat at all.

"you……"

Yumiko opened her mouth wide, wanting to say something, but then she heard Fushimi Makoto calmly say, "This will be more effective. You're lucky today. I'm quite good at pressing."

"Y-really?"

Yumiko's eyes blinked rapidly.

Although she felt very shy, she actually felt a lot more relaxed as Fushimi Makoto's hand gently pressed on her.

Of course, it also feels better...

She also secretly compared it in her mind. The temperature of her feet when she placed them in Fushimi Makoto's hands seemed far inferior to the temperature of his palm at this moment.

It’s a bit like when you’re shivering in the winter and someone suddenly brings you a hot pack.

Comfortable and cozy.

However, Yumiko couldn't help but think about it a little more. He put his hand inside my clothes so naturally and directly. Is it because our relationship has become as close as close friends?

If they are not close friends, a normal friendship would not be so direct. At the very least, you should ask first.

She was lost in thought when Fushimi Makoto's voice rang in her ears: "Are you feeling better now?"

"Well, much better."

Yumiko blushed and nodded.

Then she couldn't help but whispered expectantly, "You can move more too."

Fushimi Makoto: "If I move any more, I'm worried you won't be able to move anymore."

Yumiko looked confused: "What do you mean?"

Fushimi Makoto smiled and said, "To be honest, I'm a bit of a gap in professional massage among my peers."

"real or fake?"

Yumiko's curiosity was piqued, and since she was feeling really comfortable at the moment, the discomfort in her stomach was also relieved a lot.

She took the initiative to invite him: "Then move more."

"it is good."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fushimi Makoto entered the state of a professional masseur.

In an instant, Youmiko's body was completely tense, her cheeks were hot, her long eyelashes trembled, and her already watery eyes became even more charming.

She closed her mouth completely instinctively, not wanting to make any embarrassing noises.

But the thing is, this feeling is really too comfortable.

I felt like I was taking a hot spring bath, and my whole body and mind relaxed.

Not only was the discomfort in her stomach relieved, but even the heat in her heart was being satisfied with his actions.

"Woooooooo..."

Even though Yumiko clenched her teeth, she still made some meaningless noises in the end.

Fushimi Makoto smiled and joked: "Now you should know why I said that, right?"

Youmeiko rolled her eyes at him in annoyance, but didn't say anything. Instead, she closed her watery eyes and leaned back comfortably.

That means: I feel very comfortable, please increase your strength!

Fushimi Makoto thought to himself, that's what you said.

He had also increased his strength on others before, and in the end the girl couldn't hold it back and almost meowed from being pressed.

That person's name is Nakano Nino.