Miss Shimizu's perfect ending

very strange……

On the other hand, Fujiwara Yuki seemed to have a richer expression on her face, she smiled brightly and looked directly at herself with burning eyes.

Shimizu Mizuki pursed her lips tightly, hovering on the edge of shyness and embarrassment.

……

With the help of Fujiwara Yuki, Suzuki Masao ran away from home, and finally successfully completed it.

After sending Masao Suzuki to Teacher Ito, it was time to become Yuki Fujiwara's lover.

The car was running smoothly in the city traffic, Ms. Fujiwara's driver was driving quietly in front, and Ms. Fujiwara herself was triumphantly lying on Shimizu Sakiren's lap, enjoying the unique knee pillow service.

There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyes were narrowed, and she enjoyed the morning very much.

Shimizu Sakiren gently held her forehead, her inner thoughts were churning, and there were layers of turbulent waves.

It’s not outrageous for Suzuki to put what happened in the profession of a teacher. In his spare time, his colleagues will discuss what happened recently, and the teacher has seen all kinds of life, including all kinds of wonderful parents and students.

This time things were fairly ordinary, and even the process was so beautiful that it was like a fairy tale.

But to solve the incident, Shimizu Sakiren was not in a good mood, instead it was like bitter lemon juice, she sighed helplessly.

Because of what I'm doing now, relying on my child to tie up Saori and cheat on Ms. Fujiwara...

One by one, isn't it just the despicable things Mr. Suzuki did to Mrs. Suzuki?

The only difference between myself and Mr. Suzuki is that I still have love for my partner.

But love is such a fragile and slender term.

How long can it last?

The eggs will be retrieved one week later, the transplant will be performed two weeks later, and the pregnancy will be preserved for up to three months.

And what must be done to become Ms. Fujiwara's lover... What should I do when the time comes?

So now we can no longer wait and hesitate any longer. We must take the initiative and find Ms. Fujiwara's handle in exchange for freedom.

As for the 20 billion... As long as there is no gangster usury involved, and father's hotel can run, he will pay it all back one day.

Shimizu Sakiren lowered her head slightly, she looked at Fujiwara Yuki in her arms.

Ms. Fujiwara is an extremely beautiful woman, with long and thick eyelashes, creamy skin, and a well-proportioned figure. In terms of all conditions, Ms. Fujiwara is an excellent woman.

Besides, apart from being aggressive in her words, she actually has a good heart...

At this point, Shimizu Sakiren made a thorough decision, her eyes shining like stars.

Loyalty or not is no longer important, keeping one's own life is the ultimate goal.

There are many times in life that you will make mistakes. Since you have chosen the wrong path, you will keep walking on the wrong path until you open up a new ending.

Even if it's a deception, even if it's a sin.

Shimizu Sakiren suddenly thought of the handcuffs Mr. Hachishaku gave her. Those handcuffs should be the shackles to punish the guilty. She seemed to understand the true meaning of Mr. Hachishaku.

I am guilty, and Ms. Fujiwara is also guilty, isn't it an excellent combination?

……

Back at Nha Teng Hotel and once again boarded the transparent cylindrical glass elevator, Shimizu Sakiren's state of mind changed drastically.

The black and gold room card was swiped over the sensor, and the heavy door opened in response.

The rays of the setting sun unreservedly displayed directly from the transparent glass wall, like a group of intense burning flames, igniting the outline of the entire sky.

Silence rises like mist, spreads, and the atmosphere relaxes.

Scorching, beating, the red sunset also ignites the restless heart like a fire.

Fujiwara Yuki slowly took off his high-heeled shoes, looking for something to chat with,

"Madam, I'm finally back. Are you hungry? Do you want to go downstairs to eat first? Or should we go directly to the mall to buy underwear, and then go to a restaurant for dinner?"

But what answered Shimizu Misaki was a crisp silence, which was the sound of handcuff chains colliding.

"Ok?"

Fujiwara Yuki turned around in bewilderment, Shimizu Sakiko stood in the twilight of the setting sun, her slender left wrist was handcuffed, the silvery white light was like a mirror, refracting the dazzling light, like the orange sun, sacred and inviolable .

Adding filth to the sanctity is the yoke of arrest.

Fujiwara Yuki's heart was beating wildly, and the excitement in his body seemed to be about to surpass the limit of reason.

"Yuxi, do you want me to put the other handcuff on too? But..."

Shimizu Sakiren didn't give her time to react, those soft hands put the shackle on Fujiwara Yuki's right wrist at the same time.

"The rest of the handcuffs, I want to put them on for you."

Fujiwara Yuki's throat moved slightly, she suppressed her excitement, and did not resist at all from the beginning to the end.

The body was pushed onto the sofa, Shimizu Saki Koi pressed Fujiwara Yuki down on the sofa.

Just like a timid little deer trying to cross a river for the first time, Shimizu Saki Koi lay on Fujiwara Yuki's body with extra care, but he always teased Fujiwara Yuki's beating heart like a drumbeat .

The chain pulls the connected hands. If you don't follow the rhythm of the other party, you will be hurt by the silver metal.

Shimizu Sakiren's complexion is not the kind of blatant charm, but a frowning, almost serious expression, and the crisp voice is tinged with ambiguity that makes the heart beat faster because of the whispered words.

"Tonight...we are all accomplices."

Fujiwara Yuki knew that Shimizu Sakiren's changes were too fast, so abrupt that she seemed to be lying to herself.

But in this situation, who can not join the play and act with her?

As Shimizu Sakiren said, they are now accomplices.

qunyi 6 bar 7 [-]yiliu

IF Line: Chapter 217 [IF Line] Shimizu Sakiko's counterattack! ! (reversed but not completely reversed)

Fujiwara Yuki's left hand was propped on the soft cushion, and the entire upper body was folded on the sofa in an almost curled up position, with four legs crossed.

When she raised her eyes, she saw that Shimizu Sakiren's cheeks were painted with the color of the setting sun, and her blushing cheeks were reflected in her azure pupils.

The metal handcuffs clanged and clanged, and the heart also seemed to rattle, beating hotly.

Fujiwara Yuki held back some charming thoughts, and tried her best to cooperate with Shimizu Sakiren. In fact, as long as she wanted to, she could reverse the current situation at any time, thus gaining the upper hand.

Shimizu Sakiren's strength is very small, and her physical fitness is not even considered to be supported by a weak wind. If you want to describe an object as a dandelion, it will disperse when blown by the wind.

Fujiwara Yuki felt that there seemed to be a strange heat flowing in the limbs and internal organs. Where did the scorching heat come from?

Is it the viscous and ambiguous air or the flowing blood that dyes the cheeks red?

Seeing that Fujiwara Yuki did not speak, Shimizu Sakiren asked again in a whispering voice:

"Hey, Yuki...can I please you?"

"Ma'am, it turns out that I also have this hobby..."

Fujiwara Yuki smiled slightly, his voice was low, and his tone was frivolous in line with the atmosphere.

With her right hand bound, she lifted Shimizu Sakiren's chin with her left hand, moving slowly.

At the same time, the eyes were intertwined, and Fujiwara Yuki was in a trance for a moment, and now the two of them seemed to be close lovers who really talked to each other.

There was an inexplicable color in Shimizu Sakiren's eyes, scorching hot, like love, but in this lie-like love, Fujiwara Yuki felt an inexplicable determination.

Shimizu Sakiren let her raise her chin, and asked like a cute puppy: "Isn't this what you like?"

"No." Fujiwara Yuki let her go.

At this moment, Shimizu Sakiren seemed to realize that she had chosen the wrong way,

At the same time, her handcuffs swayed and collided slightly, mixing with the distant car horns below the building in the quiet room, very clear but unreal.

Shimizu Sakiren fell on Fujiwara Yuki's body, frowned and said, "Then...can't this make you feel happy?"

How could it be possible, not even an hors d'oeuvres.

Fujiwara Yuki admitted that she was more or less trembling, but as an absolute carnivore, how could she let go before getting the exact benefits.

"No, what is missing, your sincerity is not enough..."

Fujiwara Yuki said, looking expectantly at her.

"Understood……"

Shimizu Sakiren's body slowly moved back, and finally got rid of the suppression of Fujiwara Yuki.

Even so, she was still sitting on Fujiwara Yuki's lap with a complicated and tangled expression.

Seems to be going through some level of mental struggle.

In the end, she began to twist her shoulders in a small range, trying to untie the black gauze suspenders from her shoulders with her hands, and took off the blue gauze skirt on her body.

But in any case, it is an unchangeable fact that her left hand is connected with Fujiwara Yuki's right hand in the form of handcuffs.

The shoulder straps cannot be undone by other means.

When she found out about this, the right side with the clavicle had collapsed obliquely, revealing her round shoulders like white jade.

There was another crisp collision sound, and Shimizu Sakiren raised her wrist, "Now there are handcuffs... there is no way."

"Compared with these superficial things, madam, I still prefer to see how you please me."

"Isn't that okay just now...?"

"No."

Fujiwara Yuki vetoed it with a smile, her smile was as gorgeous as the dangerous and charming femme fatale in the movie.

"Compared to the short-term pleasure of the body, I prefer to see the expression of my wife who will not be able to survive without me. I want to see the expression of my wife who is dazzled by love and fascinated."

"If you want to please me, you should try to like me."

She put her lips close to Shimizu Sakiren's ear, ensuring that she could hear her request 100%, "Madam, like me like a lover, the kind that I like even more than Amami Saori."

With Fujiwara Yuki's faint scorching heat remaining in her ears, Shimizu Sakiren's pupils shrank suddenly, her expression was dazed and tangled, "...trying to like you..."

"Do you want to try to talk? It doesn't matter, just say it from your mouth, it's not a betrayal."

Fujiwara Yuki guided softly and silently, like the seductive whisper of a siren and the whisper of an angel's guidance.

Shimizu Sakiren grabbed Fujiwara Yuki's dress and seemed to be still hesitating.

Fujiwara Yuki took advantage of the victory and pursued, using the softest voice to invisibly lead people into the fallen hell, "Although this sentence is just a lie, I still feel very happy if I can really hear it."

The tone was emphasized on the word lie, the purpose was to remind Shimizu Misaki and resolve her inner guilt and self-blame.

After these few days of gentle offensive, Shimizu Sakiren seems to be much less wary of herself, and from the current point of view, it is obvious that the effect of this sentence is outstanding.

"Yuxi...I like..."

But this sentence was still a bit difficult for Shimizu Sakiren, and she still couldn't say it after struggling for a long time.

In the end, she chose to clenched her teeth and closed her eyes.

But this is enough, Fujiwara Yuki raised her eyebrows, she grabbed Shimizu Sakiren's wrist, and said word by word:

"Come on, tell me—you, Xi, me, Xi, Huan, you."

Of course, it's just a simple repetition of words, just like a child who is simply teaching babbling, eye to eye, mouth to mouth, so plain and emotionless.

Therefore, Shimizu Sakiren was able to say the sentence that made Fujiwara Yuki boil -- "Yuki, I... like you."

But as a fox, Fujiwara Yuki never let go of this great opportunity in front of him, his beautiful eyes narrowed happily, and his tone was full of teasing,

"I still can't feel the love just from the words~ Let me demonstrate it for you."

So, Fujiwara Yuki raised his head, held Shimizu Sakiren's side face with his hand, then slowly and quietly leaned forward, kissed her cherry-colored lips lightly, and said emotionally:

"Saki Koi, I love you."

After finishing speaking, Fujiwara Yuki felt his cheeks getting hotter and hotter, and something was faintly throbbing and gushing out from his chest cavity, and he couldn't help it.

"Just follow me like this, and do it again, it's easy, right?"

Shimizu Sakiren's eyelashes were drooping, thick and beautiful, she silently grabbed Fujiwara Yuki's neckline, and then moved closer and closer.

Shimizu Misaki's original intention was to touch like a superficial touch, but unexpectedly, a domineering hand seized the opening and firmly pressed the back of Shimizu Misaki's head, preventing her from leaving.

So Shimizu Sakiren could only say what Fujiwara Yuki wanted to hear in a passionate kiss with a vague voice.