Miss Shimizu's perfect ending

Fujiwara Yuki sighed with hatred, got out of bed and walked to Shimizu Sakiren in three steps and two steps, snatched the quilt under her puzzled gaze, and threw them all out of the room door .

"Now I regret it."

"Then this...isn't appropriate?" Kiyomizu Saki Koi stood by the door with her eyelashes drooping, and pointed her small index finger at Fujiwara Yuki's bed gently, protesting in a low voice.

Fujiwara Yuki cast a sharp eye, "Do you dislike me?"

"No, no, how could it be." Shimizu Sakiren was afraid that Fujiwara Yuki would get angry, so he quickly waved his hand to deny it.

"That's still the same as yesterday, reading quietly until I fell asleep."

"it is good."

After listening to Shimizu Sakiren's answer, Fujiwara Yuki's expression eased a little, and then he walked slowly to the bed, lifted the quilt and sat in.

The golden vertical pupils stared fixedly at Shimizu Sakiren's back, a little dark, like the dark tranquility before the storm.

While looking around the bookshelf for the book "The Little Prince", Shimizu Sakiko asked, "Yuxi, have you seen my schoolbag and mobile phone?"

"No."

After listening to Fujiwara Yuki's answer, Shimizu Sakiren felt a little uneasy.

"Could it be left in the car?"

The bookshelves are full of beautiful things in eyes, and books of different colors are dazzling.

Yesterday she put "The Little Prince" in place, but today she couldn't find it. Fujiwara Yuki should have read it again, just like her lost schoolbag and mobile phone.

"Throw it in the car, and Matsuyama will deliver it too."

Shimizu Sakiren compared the spine of the book with her index finger, checking each book, and finally stopped before the familiar title, "That's what I left at Ayase..."

"I'll get it back for you tomorrow."

Before Shimizu Saki could finish her words, she was interrupted by Fujiwara Yuki's cold voice, her tone was firm, and she seemed a little impatient.

Shimizu Sakiren pulled out the index finger and thumb of "The Little Prince" and stopped suddenly, feeling a little depressed.

Fujiwara Yuki's temper became even worse, and her mood was as unpredictable as the cloudy and treacherous weather, and all of this was caused by herself...

Shimizu Sakiren calmed down, pulled out the book, turned around and pulled the corner of her mouth to show a bright smile, "Thank you, Yuxi."

"Yes." Fujiwara Yuki leaned against the head of the bed with her eyes closed, and agreed in a nasal voice.

Shimizu Saki Koi turned off the bright incandescent lamp in the room, turned on the dark yellow night light by the bed, and was about to move a chair beside her to study.

Fujiwara Yuki suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed her arm, "Just sit on the bed and read."

Like a cat that hunts gracefully on its catwalk in the dark, her eyes are shimmering and enigmatic.

Her heart was beating uncomfortably, because Shimizu Sakiren knew that a thrilling silent war was about to begin.

"Then I'll sit by the light so you can sleep better."

You won't be so flustered in the dark near the light.

Fujiwara Yuki raised his eyebrows, and then stepped aside.

As soon as Shimizu Sakiren entered the soft goose down quilt, she felt that Fujiwara Yuki's muscles seemed to tense up.

"You got drunk at Aoi Ayase's house today."

Fujiwara Yuki's tone was very flat, as if he made a small talk.

Finally mentioned Zhengcha, Shimizu Sakiren was not surprised, she hummed, her eyes were scattered on the little prince.

What was written and said on it, she didn't care about it, the words were like a dense group of ants spinning on the book, and her thumb rubbed back and forth anxiously on a layer of pages.

"Did you know?" Fujiwara Yuki's voice in the dark was even more charming and deep, "When a person is drunk, he will do things that he would not dare to do normally."

She got up, slowly turned sideways and brought her cheek close to Shimizu Sakiren, staring at the deep sea blue pupils with shining eyes.

"And you did something you didn't dare to do, do you want to know what it is?"

Shimizu Sakiren's eyes widened suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in front of his eyes, and some extraordinary actions appeared like hallucinations.

"me……"

Shimizu Sakiren faltered, so nervous that her white jade-like toes curled up, pinching the thin blanket.

Is it...

Fujiwara Yuki looked at her, and the corner of his mouth curled up as if he was sure of winning, "You admitted everything, and you said everything."

Put one hand on her shoulder, and place your thumb on her collarbone.

how come?Did you really admit it?Is that why she invited herself to share the bed with her?

Shimizu Sakiren glanced around uneasily, his mind turned into a thick paste.

I can't speak now, Fujiwara Yuki is a scheming little fox, what if he is deceiving himself...

"What's wrong and dare not admit it now?" Fujiwara Yuki narrowed his eyes, dangerous sparks splashed in the air, as if they were about to ignite in the next second.

"Do you want me to tell you? Or do you want to apologize to me first?"

Fujiwara Yuki has calluses on his bow-drawing hands all the year round.

Her thumbs were twirling at Shimizu Misaki's collarbone, which seemed to be a silent urging, but also like a secret coercion. After taking a bath, she could still smell her fresh body fragrance mixed with the elegant lily fragrance of the shower gel.

Fujiwara Yuki is full of aura and full of pressure.

In an instant, all the painful memories flooded into her mind again, and Shimizu Sakiren was completely panicked, but she still lowered her eyes and trembling her eyelashes, and forcibly maintained her composure to apologize to her:

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have broken the contract again and again, and I was drunk."

"That's not what you're talking about, Saki Koi."

Fujiwara Yuki sat directly on Shimizu Mizuki's lap as he spoke, wrapping his legs around Shimizu Mizuki's waist like a water snake, using his weight as a shackle to firmly restrain Shimizu Mizuki.

"What you said... Do you really want me to say it? Is there a big difference between what you say and what I say?"

Fujiwara Yuki's voice is charming and deep, like the siren siren in Norse mythology that lures sailors into a trance.

"Youxi, I really don't know I forgot, I didn't know what I did when I was drunk."

Shimizu Sakiren's beautiful eyebrows were frowned, facing the pressing Fujiwara Yuki with a flustered expression, his eyes dodged like a frightened deer.

The time is too short, and I haven't thought of a countermeasure at all. As long as I don't get to the last step, I can only say that I don't know.

Otherwise, it would be lying to Fujiwara Yuki.Lying naturally has to bear the consequences that come with it, but is this kind of consequence really bearable now?

Seeing that she couldn't get the answer she wanted, Fujiwara Yuki's face was covered with a layer of gloom, she murmured:

"It doesn't matter if you don't need to admit it, because the facts will tell me the answer..."

Fujiwara Yuki put both hands on Shimizu Sakiren's shoulders, and the girl's delicate body only needed to be gently pushed, and she fell onto the soft bed.

The palm of the hand pressed down the quilt beside Shimizu Sakiren, seeing the girl's uneasy and nervous face, she opened her mouth slightly and said:

"Do you know? Saki love, you treated her like this today."

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I admit, I am guilty and I repent... 6k really can't finish this story, so I'm sorry for breaking the chapter.

"The brave man who was assassinated by the first princess will become the first princess"

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Volume 64: Chapter 60 Chapter [-] Unbutton

The black silk spread like seaweed in the water, slid down from Fujiwara Yuki's slender neck, swept over Shimizu Sakiren's silk pajamas, and slid down to the collarbones on both sides.

Shimizu Saki Koi was very peaceful and did not resist, because her strength was also inferior to Fujiwara Yuki.

There was no extra emotion on Fujiwara Yuki's face, and those eyes were like the bright moon hanging faintly in the sky tonight.In the shadow she covered, her pupils were the only light that could be seen in Shimizu Saki's obsession.

Fujiwara Yuki's words were short, but they struck Shimizu Sakiren's heart like a thunderbolt.

? ? ?What does it mean - "You did the same to her today".

Could it be that when I was drunk today, I did something strange to Xiaokui?

Most importantly, why did Yuxi know about this?Was it because she witnessed herself pushing Xiaokui down on the bed like this? ! ! !

But where did I find the strength to push Xiaokui down?

Shimizu Sakiren's pupils fluctuated and changed in thinking, first shrinking to the size of a needle point and then expanding into a focused spotlight.

Fujiwara Yuki looked at the subtle changes on her face, and asked again: "What's wrong? Can't believe it?"

The questioning in her tone was stronger, and the sides of her waist and abdomen were tightened, making people feel as if they were wrapped tightly by a cold python.

At a certain moment, Shimizu Sakiko even felt that she was facing the adult Fujiwara Yuki.

The one who throws away all rationality, desperately longs for love, and possesses everything out of control.

It is said that if a person does not know his own devil, it will appear in the person closest to him.The devil will tempt in three typical ways, namely threats, promises and showing weakness.

The current self is displayed in front of her in an extremely weak, even completely controlled state.

Will the evil that Fujiwara Yuki bears in his heart be imprisoned in the cramped and dark basement like the previous world line after the devil possessed him?

Shimizu Sakiren didn't know, she tried her best to calm down her nervous mood.

Something needs to be done, even by unconventional means.

If Fujiwara Yuki's indulgent fire is allowed to burn, the situation will only develop in an unpredictable situation.

The current Fujiwara Yuki is not the sadistic and cruel woman, but a lost person who is attracted by the beautiful memory bubble, more or less yearning for that dreamlike scene.

Her obsession is deep, but she lacks experience, so there will be flaws, and there will be things she is afraid of and wants to avoid.

The more critical the moment, the more calm you must be, even if you have already reached the bed board and there is no way to retreat.

Shimizu Saki Koi silently recited these words in her heart.

She clenched the bed sheet tightly, like a person grasping driftwood on the undulating sea, supporting her precarious self.

"People who are drunk often lose their minds, and it's normal to do some strange things." After calming down, Shimizu Misaki looked at her with such clear eyes, and her usual soft voice was a little cold.

"It's you, Yuxi, why are you so angry? Do you know that today is the first day we've known each other? If it's just a simple master-servant relationship or a friend relationship, how could it be..."

"Enough!" Fujiwara Yuki's eyes widened, and he interrupted Shimizu Sakiren's words sullenly, and the brows on his originally calm face were frowned in annoyance.

"I hate Aoi Ayase. At present, you are still my personal maid. You have a good relationship with her. Where do you put me...?"

"It's just a normal relationship with Ayase-san. I also said that I would invite her to join the light music club. Yuki, are you too involved in the master-servant game?"

"Devotion?" Fujiwara Yuki sneered, "You really have no self-knowledge when you talk, can you recall what you did today? You broke appointments repeatedly, and you still look like a personal maid?"

"Since you promised to do this, it's impossible not to satisfy people. Why do you always break the bottom line without shame? Am I asking you to be the master?"

During the questioning again and again, Fujiwara Yuki's voice became higher and higher, and his slender and soft hands gradually clenched into fists.

"Are you really angry about breaking an appointment?"

Fujiwara Yuki looked at her in disbelief. Unlike the restless look at the beginning, Shimizu Sakikoi had completely recovered her composure.

Under the shadow, she looked at herself with scorching eyes, like a lake with clear water and still water.

That's her!That's her!Confirm it!

Suddenly, an evil voice sounded in Fujiwara Yuki's heart, and it whispered like the deceptive Supreme Lord of the Rings in Lord of the Rings.

She lied a lot!Confirm it with facts!Lift her clothes and break her hypocritical lies!

Led by this voice, Fujiwara Yuki found himself completely straddling Yingying's waist in a trance.

One elbow was propped between Shimizu Sakiren's armpits and the gap between his arms, and the other hand had already touched the girl's chin.

Shimizu Sakiren's body trembled slightly, and her eyelashes, which were beautiful and long like butterfly feathers, fluttered slightly.

Her eyes were closed tightly because of avoidance, her cheeks were turned sideways, and her breathing was tense and rapid, like a tulip whose petals fell after being hit by a violent storm.

Fujiwara Yuki approached her and confessed in her ear, "Yes, I'm really not angry because of this, I'm because..."

The reason why I was really angry was betrayal, and Shimizu Sakiren betrayed herself as a savior.

After Shimizu Sakiren was drunk, he had ten thousand ways to lift her clothes in the car to see if there was a birthmark, to see if she was her.

But whenever you want to open it, a certain fear and trembling emotion will escape from the reflection room with silver metallic luster, wrapping itself like sticky pine oil. out of breath.