Miss Shimizu's perfect ending

The smooth detergent slid on the plate, kneading a dense foam, Fujiwara Yuki was in a good mood, and even hummed a little song softly.

Stockholm, when the victim is in a vulnerable situation, some victims have positive emotions towards the perpetrator.

It is true that because of his dementia, the plan to boil the frog in warm water failed in the bathroom, but it is not without a remedy plan.

Just a little trickery...

You see, isn't Saki Koi now slowly letting go of her fear of herself and starting to get along with herself in a friendly way?

The love-hate relationship is the most unforgettable. It is absolutely impossible for Saki Koi not to divorce Tianhai Saori.

Fujiwara Yuki looked up at the night and the pure moonlight outside the window. Now there are two hours before the nine o'clock when the moon shines brightly. Take advantage of the time when Amami Saori has not returned, let's seize the opportunity.

……

The whole kitchen was cleaned to a new look, Fujiwara Yuki forcibly pulled Shimizu Sakiren into the living room.

Fujiwara Yuki sat down on the softest part of the sofa, and she pushed Xue Mei Niang on the table in front of Shimizu Sakiren, "Eat it~ I bought it for you, if you can't take the rose home, then have some dessert."

Shimizu Sakiren patted her slightly swollen belly, waved her hand and refused, "Thank you, but I'm already too full."

Fujiwara Yuki squinted his eyes and squeezed his chin and seriously suggested, "Then it seems that some digestion exercises are needed."

"What kind of sports do you think two people can participate in together without going out?"

"Youxi, I don't like sports."

"Okay then, let's put it on hold for now."

Fujiwara Yuki obediently obeyed Shimizu Sakiren's thoughts, and then she patted her straight thigh, "Sit first."

"Sit on your lap?"

Shimizu Sakiren glanced at it, Fujiwara Yuki's thighs were round and firm, just like the perfect manga legs, the muscles were smooth and comfortable without any excess.

Fujiwara Yuki teased, "Then I can sit on your lap~"

Sitting on someone else's lap... Shimizu Sakiren took a deep breath, this is something that requires courage to do.

I've only been this intimate with Saori before, but now...

"Don't stand still, come quickly." Fujiwara Yuki urged with a smile, and slapped twice again.

"All right……"

Shimizu Sakiren frowned awkwardly, resisting the complex sense of immorality in her heart, and sat on Fujiwara Yuki's soft thigh.

Fujiwara Yuki's thighs are soft and comfortable, and at the same time, Fujiwara Yuki encircles Shimizu Sakiren in a posture that crosses the waist behind her back.

"How about my wife helping me read the work summary today?"

Fujiwara Yuki took out a densely written A4 paper from the briefcase at hand and handed it to Shimizu Saki Koi, while turning his body slightly to ensure the vision in front of him.

"Okay, okay..."

Such a posture was so intimate that Shimizu Sakiren stumbled a bit when speaking.

She twirled the paper, and before she could read it, there was a clear and piercing doorbell.

"Ding dong ding dong~"

Shimizu Sakiren realized that someone was coming.

if-line: Chapter 207 [if-line] Shimizu Sakiko's counterattack 4 (refinishing, please refresh)

How many people can find Fujiwara Yuki at this time of night?

It can't be Saori, can it?

No, no, Saori usually calls herself before coming back.

Shimizu Sakiren clutched her collar nervously, she turned her head and looked anxiously at Fujiwara Yuki who was holding her.

Fujiwara Yuki raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise. He had just moved to the Sendagaya community in the 23rd ward of Tokyo. There were very few people who knew about it. Who would be able to come here now...

I'm not afraid of anything, but the expression on Saki Koi's face is very interesting.

Shimizu Sakiren held her breath at this moment, her delicate eyebrows were wrinkled, her twinkling eyes were filled with anxiety, her soft hands were pressed against Fujiwara Yuki's chest, and she nervously clenched her shirt into a crumpled look.

It's like a shivering rabbit afraid of being discovered by a predator.

Such a lovely Saki Koi, it's really hard not to make people think of teasing her.

So Fujiwara Yuki lowered his head, approached her round and full earlobe, and asked in a low voice amidst impatient knocks on the door:

"Ma'am, guess if the person outside the door is Saori~?"

The knock on the door was quite polite at first, but later it turned into an extremely impatient knock, thump, thump, and Shimizu Sakiren was flustered when he heard it, as if his heart was flustered for some reason.

Under the double stimulation, the sense of immorality of cheating became stronger again, Shimizu Sakiren's face became paler and paler, she pushed Fujiwara Yuki away, and hurriedly broke free from her soft chest.

"Youxi, I, I... go to the bedroom to avoid it for a while."

The soft fragrance in her arms and Wen Yu fled away, only the back of her fleeing into the bedroom in a panic, Fujiwara Yuki looked at her in a broken state, feeling extremely comfortable.

Fujiwara Yuki smiled softly, smoothed out the folds of his shirt, pressed the work minutes on the table with his briefcase, and got up to open the door.

After a series of actions, the people outside the door also lost their patience after a long period of no response.

"Hello—??! Hello! Is anyone in there?"

The impatient female voice transmitted through the tempered alloy door was distorted, Fujiwara Yuki only thought the voice was very familiar but couldn't remember it.

It must be someone I used to be very familiar with, but I can be sure-it's not Tianhai Saori, who is it?

Turn the doorknob, push the door, and at this moment, the evening breeze of the autumn night, together with the night lights of the city, hits directly and abruptly from the open window sill on the left.

Under the slightly yellowish light, Fujiwara Yuki could clearly see the appearance of the woman in front of him.

The supple purple hair is intertwined and twisted in strands, forming an elegant princess bun. The female red pupils are as clear as blood jade, and her lips are like crimson cherry blossoms. The delicate makeup will make her face sharp and aggressive. The facial features are more prominent.

Surprise suddenly appeared on that beautiful face, "Hello? Why are you here?"

What is... Ayase... Aoi? ! !

Fujiwara Yuki frowned, and there was a turbulent and terrifying wave in her heart, but she didn't say a word and kept silent on the outside.

With a strong wrist, there was a loud snap at the end, Fujiwara Yuki quickly closed the door, and presented the strong wind blowing from the aluminum alloy door to Aoi Ayase as a farewell gift.

This gust of wind stirred a few strands of front hair, the wind was gentle and comfortable, but it seemed to ignite the pent-up anger in Aoi Ayase's heart.

How dare you close the door directly?Fujiwara Yuki, you must be sick!

Aoi Ayase tends to lose her mind in front of her long-standing enemy.

She was so angry that she rolled up the sleeves of the woolen sweater with both hands, and regardless of her ladylike image, she began to knock on the door like crazy with her palms.

Bang bang bang bang!Bang bang!

"Hey! Fujiwara Yuki! Why did you close the door! Open the door for me! Idiot! Open the door!"

Boom boom boom boom!Feeling overwhelmed, Aoi Ayase started kicking the house with her sneakers.

"Don't force me to scold you, Fujiwara Yuki! Open the door for me!!"

Aoi Ayase understands that she is losing her composure like this, and also knows that her father has carefully taught her to control her emotions and keep calm.

But, please, the sons and daughters of the extreme way are all existences who fight when they don't like it, emotional control?A mess of shit.

Don't be fierce to someone like Fujiwara Yuki, she will kick her nose in the face.

Aoi Ayase's voice was tired from shouting, and when she looked up, her white and soft palms were flushed red.

She was too lazy to work hard. According to her understanding of Fujiwara Yuki, Fujiwara Yuki had the guts to shut herself out for a whole day, so she might as well threaten Fujiwara Yuki.

"Fujiwara Yuki, if you don't open the door again, I'll call my aunt immediately and say that you are raising wild men outside!!!"

However, the house was very quiet and there was no response.

Don't open the door, right?There are ways for you to open the door!

Aoi Ayase took out her mobile phone from the pocket of her woolen sweater, and was about to contact Kazuichi Akiyama downstairs, demanding to break the door forcibly.

But there is one thing that I can't figure out anyway, why is Fujiwara Yuki here?

Ayase Aoi glanced at the gate of the commercial building next to her, 1003, that should be Shimizu Sakiren's home...

For half a day, the circulation of Yakuza's news did not have certain authority within the government's internal agencies like the Fujiwara family.

Therefore, after searching for a long time, I could barely find Shimizu Sakiren's home address, as well as the approximate age and education level, and more in-depth things were not available for the time being.

Before Aoi Ayase could think for a few seconds, the aluminum alloy door slowly opened.

The owner of the house, Fujiwara Yuki, held onto the edge of the door frame and looked at Aoi Ayase coldly,

"Ayase Aoi, stop arguing, what are you doing here? I remember I didn't give you my home address."

Aoi Ayase seemed to be vaguely aware of something at this moment, but she couldn't say it clearly, she poked her head inside, trying to spy out any clues.

"Why are you here?"

Fujiwara Yuki sneered, his tone extremely displeased, "Didn't you say that? This is my home, why can't I be here."

"your home?"

Aoi Ayase's eyes widened, she raised her hand and pointed at Fujiwara Yuki,

"Don't be kidding, will the second Miss Fujiwara come here to live in this commercial house of less than [-] square meters?"

Fujiwara Yuki twitched the corner of her mouth. She had a bad impression of this childhood sweetheart in front of her since she was a child. If it weren't for the close relationship between the two families, she wouldn't even want to talk to Aoi Ayase.

Fujiwara Yuki glanced at Aoi Ayase very indifferently, and was eager to close the door with his arm on the edge of the door frame, "Miss Ayase, the big star, what are you going to say? I'll see off the guests if it's okay."

In the end, she couldn't help but wanted to close it, but was blocked by Aoi Aoi's strong arm.

"I'm here to negotiate terms with the head of the household."

"The head of the household? Now I'm the big star, what's the point of coming to my house?"

Fujiwara Yuki's golden eyes suddenly lit up, her brows were curved, her long and narrow eyes narrowed into a shallow crescent, as agile as a fox.

Whenever Fujiwara Yuki showed such a smile, someone would suffer.

Aoi Ayase was obviously disgusted by Fujiwara Yuki's face, she took a deep breath to calm down her nervous ups and downs.

"So you are the new buyer that Mr. Fukuyama transferred? The Fujiwara mansion is so big, why did you buy the house here?"

"You can manage it?"

"I'm going to buy the real estate here in the afternoon, why can't I take care of it?"

Aoi Ayase sneered, but she seemed to have thought of something, her brows were furrowed, and then stretched out in surprise, "So, you... blocked my call this afternoon?"

Yes, Aoi Ayase has always been full of action.

This afternoon, she asked Mr. Akiyama to send someone to contact the owner of 1002, but Mr. Fukuyama, the owner of 1002, told herself that the room had been sold.

After that, she asked someone to call, but no one answered, and then she made more than a dozen calls herself, but none got through. It turned out that she was hacked by Yushira Fujiwara!

"No wonder~ I said why I received a call from a man in the afternoon, asking me if I could sell the house. I thought it was a real estate agency, so I blocked it directly."

"However, Ms. Ayase, the big star, I didn't just block your call this afternoon, did you forget?"

Fujiwara Yuki said while showing off his mobile phone in front of her.

"..." Aoi Ayase remained silent with a blank face.

Seeing Aoi Aoi deflated, Fujiwara Yuki put back the phone with a smile and continued to be angry, "Oh, I blocked you anyway, and you can't control it."

What a fire!

Aoi Ayase clenched her fists hard, and the corners of her mouth twitched. She opened Fujiwara Yuki's arm directly, and rushed into the room resolutely.

The furniture in the room was still in an old-fashioned and rigid style, and it was obvious that it was Fujiwara Yuki's room, with an annoying stuffy air.

Without taking off her shoes, Aoi Ayase found the sofa and sat down with her arms around her arms, her toes impatiently stepping on the ground lightly. Aoi Ayase looked up at Yuki Fujiwara with a kind smile on her face, and smiled slightly, coldly and without emotion said,

"Youxi, don't care about other things, let's talk, we...have rarely seen each other since you went abroad to study."

Fujiwara Yuki's face was frosty, and his eyes were gloomy, "Oh, do you think we have anything to talk about? We quarrel as soon as we enter the door, is it annoying?"

Aoi Ayase didn't mind Fujiwara Yuki's attitude and opinions. She smiled slightly and sat down on the sofa very naturally.

It's two boxes. It seems that there are still people in the house.