Miss Shimizu's perfect ending

Volume 149: Chapter 130 Chapter 3 Chapter Seven [-] Minutes Speedrun Fujiwara Yuki

When Fujiwara Yuki's words suddenly filled the entire silent lounge, Shimizu Sakiren understood Yuki's thoughts no matter how stupid she was.

Fujiwara Yuki wants to get something from himself.

As for what he wants to seize, all the answers have already been revealed in those golden pupils full of possessiveness and encroachment on everything.

Although I fell into Fujiwara Yuki's trap on my own initiative, I can't be in the form of a trembling little white rabbit and let her decide.

Because in the BE world line, Fujiwara Yuki's hobby is to make himself tremble with fear.

This will make her more excited, so she can't show that look.

So Shimizu Sakiren sat upright, with her straight legs close together, her soft palm pressing down on the pleated skirt to keep the bottom line.

"As for the watch, I forgot to bring it... I took it off when I took a shower."

Fujiwara Yuki slowly approached himself, and the school's uniform flat-heeled leather shoes knocked dully on the floor at this moment.

Boom, boom, step by step is like the sound of a hammer falling in court, which makes people feel uneasy.

Fujiwara Yuki is very aggressive, such an ordinary reason cannot satisfy her heart.

There was no smile in the girl's vertical pupils, and the emotionless smile remained as rigid as an empty doll.

She grabbed the girl's wrist with clear bones and touched the back of the creamy hand, feeling wonderful.

It's a pity that she lacks the gift she gave her - the wrist watch bound like a collar.

Fujiwara Yuki lowered his head expressionlessly, and his bow-drawing right hand gently circled around the white wrist bone.

There was a little callus on the fingertips, and Shimizu Sakiren felt the discomfort acutely.

"Wear it at all times in the future? Otherwise, I will be angry."

Her tone was as gentle as the strength of her hand.

But Shimizu Sakiren didn't feel a trace of warmth, on the contrary, he only felt that there was a mass of dark clouds accumulating, and a storm was coming soon.

The lounge is very quiet, and the noisy fight between classes on campus has turned into nervous white noise through the wall.

This moment is the tranquility before the storm, and Shimizu Sakiren's primary goal now is to stabilize Fujiwara Yuki's emotions.

So, the blond girl raised her head and looked at her, her eyes were high and low, her eyes met, Shimizu Saki Koi made a serious promise word by word,

"Youxi, I will take her with me every step of the way."

The corners of Fujiwara Yuki's lips raised slightly, she didn't know whether it was a sincere smile or a contemptuous smile, she didn't put her wrist down.

Instead, like an intruding uninvited guest, he forcibly separated Shimizu Sakiren's closed right hand, and the other four fingers were forced to fit her.

Just like now, Saki Koi is completely her own and cannot escape.

No matter how hard Shimizu Sakiren struggled, she couldn't break free from the tight grip in her hand, but instead became stronger and stronger in the careful resistance, as if caught in her carefully arranged spider web.

"There's another problem,"

Fujiwara Yuki bowed her waist, her eyes stayed on the interlocking hands, and she pretended to be careless and continued to ask, "Why are you hugging Aoi Ayase?"

The left chest was tightened in an instant, and Fujiwara Yuki seemed to be holding the pacemaker of the heartbeat with his hands, and his fingertips were gently rubbing it as if he was asking questions.

There is a feeling of being completely in control.

The quieter this kind of plain interrogation is, the more disturbing it is. Yuki didn't learn any good things from Fujiwara Koji, but learned the tricks of these politicians to play with people's hearts.

Shimizu Sakiren scolded Fujiwara Kouji's shamelessness in her heart, but she didn't intend to hide it, since Yuki asked the question, she simply answered the truth honestly.

"Ayase... classmate, she just wanted to get Sanrio's limited toy that day, and this toy can only be obtained by hugging and taking a photo."

While talking, Shimizu Sakiren carefully observed Fujiwara Yuki's expression, the corners of her mouth went down as she spoke, and her unhappiness seemed to reach the peak of the mountain.

"It just so happened that she didn't have any close friends, so she asked me to take a photo with her. I happened to be nearby, so I got the limited-edition doll for her."

After Shimizu Sakiren finished speaking in one breath, Fujiwara Yuki's face was completely darkened, the heavy rain came in an instant, and the clear pupils shrank into a pinpoint coldness on the edge of anger.

Boom, the flat short heels fell heavily on the ground as if angrily, and she exhaled a warm breath with discomfort from her nose.

The hidden emotions have spread on his face with his breath, but Fujiwara Yuki's tone is still gentle.

"Saki Koi, is this really the case?"

Fujiwara Yuki let go of Shimizu Sakiren's right hand with five fingers like a prison, and her hand slowly moved up, and she undid the button on the collar of the school uniform with a little force.

"Who are you fooling...? Me, I hate people who lie to me."

All the oppressive force is placed on the word "who", and the maliciousness is finally revealed clearly,

The girl's treasured skin under the school uniform was exposed, and Fujiwara Yuki stared intently at Shimizu Sakiren's white and tender neck, with golden pupils in his eyes, like a glamorous vampire in a western movie who feeds on human blood.

Like a stern judge, she gave her final advice before the trial, "Saki Koi, would you like to talk about it—the real reason?"

Then she pressed her cold hands to her neck, and she concentrated on tidying up the neckline carefully.

The neck is the most vulnerable place of human beings, and Shimizu Sakiren dared not move it.

Since Fujiwara Yuki couldn't believe her, there was nothing he could do. Now he could only wait for Yuxi to make a move first, then find a flaw in her restless mood, and finally tame her smoothly.

"Youxi, I didn't lie to you."

No one can resist the sincere gaze.

The black-haired girl was reflected in the blue eyes, and then Qianqian Su, who was not in the sun, took Fujiwara Yuki's hand and guided her to the chest.

This is the softest, most touching, most mysterious and tender part of human beings.

"Did you feel my heart beat faster when I lied?"

Dong dong dong, Fujiwara Yuki's hand was forcibly attached to the heart, and through the deeply sunken soft skin, he could feel Shimizu Saki's deep and powerful heart.

Of course there are no fluctuations, so there will be no flaws.

The crimson crimson spread along Fujiwara Yuki's fair skin like water, and she withdrew her hand a little embarrassed.

This is just a small episode.

But the anger still hasn't subsided, she straightened her body, stared down at her and asked in a deep voice:

"Saki Koi, don't think of me as a fool. Aoi Ayase is the eldest lady of the underworld, what can't she buy?"

Fujiwara Yuki began to circle around the leather sofa gradually, and the heel of his shoes seemed to be beating and echoing in the quiet room.

"Do you have to hug and take a photo with her to get a small limited doll?"

Of course, if you think about it carefully, this fact is indeed a bit unreliable.

But the fact is that, Shimizu Sakiren is also very frank in his heart, so he looked into Fujiwara Yuki's eyes and replied without hesitation:

"So what do you want to hear, Yuxi? That's the truth, and I didn't fabricate it."

"I saw you feeding Tamagoyaki to her this morning, and I saw you push her down on the tatami before."

The steady voice finally fully expressed the jealousy, Fujiwara Yuki raised the volume, lowered his head and looked at Shimizu Sakiren, "These are all facts, aren't they?"

The humanity in the girl's bones has been completely wiped out, and there is nothing in her eyes, only burning jealousy.

A short escape cannot shake the position of his father's teaching in Fujiwara Yuki's heart at all.

Shimizu Sakiren let out a sigh from her chest, and she whispered, "Yuki, we are not lovers yet."

"The future will be!"

Fujiwara Yuki broke out completely, her eyes narrowed slightly, as if some dangerous idea was about to be implemented.

But the anger was well contained by her, and she began to question softly: "You like Aoi Ayase more now, don't you?"

The volume was kept low, and if the subject hadn't clearly identified the object, Shimizu Sakiren would have thought she was muttering to herself.

Shimizu Sakiren shook his head and denied, "You are too anxious Yuxi, our relationship has not reached that level yet."

"Then what are you? Wandering between me and Aoi Ayase?"

Fujiwara Yuki tidied up the broken hair around Shimizu Sakiren's ears like a close lover, but the smile on his face was cold.

"You are stepping on two boats..."

The gentleness on Shimizu Sakiren's face could no longer be held back.

She pressed her hand on Fujiwara Yuki's wrist, preventing Fujiwara Yuki from touching her face, looking at her golden eyes, she retorted:

"Yuxi, what are you thinking? Isn't the most normal relationship between girls and girls not friendship? Is it possible that the only relationship between girls and girls is homosexuality?"

Then Shimizu Sakiren softened her tone, "Youxi, you are very strange now, did your father kill you?"

"But! You did hug her! Didn't you?"

After finishing speaking, Fujiwara Yuki's expression management was completely out of control, his brows were wrinkled, and he gritted his teeth as if he was enduring something.

You can't let Fujiwara Yuki go on like this.

"so what?"

Shimizu Mizuki asked suddenly, and then put her hands on Fujiwara Yuki's shoulders and pushed her away completely, "Yuki, what do you want from me?"

Fujiwara Yuki didn't expect Shimizu Sakiren to push her away, and she staggered two steps back without defense.

"Love?"

Shimizu Sakiren stood up and looked at Fujiwara Yuki indifferently for the first time.

"Or the body?"

She grabbed the cuffs and took off her black uniform jacket, crumpled it casually and threw it on the sofa.

"Or to satisfy your possessive desire?"

Shimizu Saki Koi took off the skirt lightly along the zipper of the pleated skirt, revealing the slender white legs and the touch of pure white lace...

"Youxi, I'll give you whatever you want."

There was no expression on Shimizu Sakiren's face, like a god without sadness or joy, "Tell me, Yuki, what do you want from me?",

Fujiwara Yuki frowned, looking back and forth at Shimizu Sakiren from top to bottom, a little confused.

She stood where she was, while the blond figure was already moving forward, the strands of hair fluttering gently in the bright light.

The girl's refreshing smell of orange blossom came from the tip of her nose, and Fujiwara Yuki opened her eyes in disbelief, because Misaki Koi suddenly hugged herself, unprepared.

Shimizu Sakiren is much shorter than Fujiwara Yuki, so when her hands pass between Kuro and Shiro's necks and slowly guide Fujiwara Yuki's to her shoulders, she has to stand on tiptoe hard.

Shimizu Sakiren sniffed the scent of the entanglement between the two, Fujiwara Yuki seemed to be shocked by his actions, like a prey whose hands and feet were bound and did not dare to move.

It was soft against Fujiwara Yuki's chest, and the long and slender black hair brushed against the side of her face, and the girl in her arms would itch when she moved slightly.

Shimizu Sakiren couldn't see Fujiwara Yuki's expression clearly, and touched her head, her gentle voice fell softly on her ear like the pattering rain,

"I will give you what you need. But don't be too anxious, because the warmth of a hug is better than our tit for tat."

She took a breath and hugged Fujiwara Yuki even tighter, "I don't like how Yuki just lost his mind."

In this case, Fujiwara Yuki's sanity should be calmed down for the time being.

It's just that Shimizu Sakiren couldn't see the expression on Fujiwara Yuki's face, and the result was completely different from her imagination.

There was only a faint chuckle in his ear, and Fujiwara Yuki's voice was cold without the slightest warmth,

"Saki Koi, do you think I will believe your words?"

She passed her arm through Shimizu Misaki's lower arm on the spot, and then took the initiative even more forcefully, hugging Shimizu Misaki.

And the rabbit who threw himself into the net could no longer escape from his palm, and could only twist a few symbolic struggles in his arms.

Saki Koi's strength is too weak, she can't break free, but it's like a passion.

Fujiwara Yuki enjoyed the hug to the fullest, a deep, breathless hug.

The girl's smoothly curved chin firmly pressed against Shimizu Sakiren's shoulder socket, greedily enjoying the long-awaited intimate contact.

With an attitude of being in charge of the overall situation, she slowly poked through Shimizu Sakiren's tricks,

"Father said, don't be blinded by the sincere light in other people's eyes, and don't be fooled by honest people with smooth tongues. To judge a person, it depends on what she does."

"So Sakikoi, what did you do?"

The icy voice completely reached the freezing point, completely freezing the atmosphere of the entire lounge.