game?
what game?
What do you mean hit me?
Because he was so flustered and nervous just now, Tsurudo Yuki didn't have time to think about what Hanekawa Shirasawa meant by the game, but in the end he accepted it shyly.
Forget it, that’s it.
Anyway, Hanekawa-kun likes to tease me not once or twice, after all, I recognize him as the sponsor.
What's more, you can get money for this kind of game, although it's a bit shameful...
Yuki Tsuruto took a deep breath, calmed down his restless mood, and then pursed his soft lips and silently endured Hanekawa Shirasawa's wanton behavior.
So... so uncomfortable.
Time passed slowly, and the same passion that kept gathering in Yuki Tsuruto's heart caused a layer of moist mist to gradually appear in her beautiful eyes, and her clear consciousness, which was originally silently counting the times, also changed. Be confused and intoxicated.
146, 147... No, it seems that 147 has already been counted?
It’s over, I seem to have lost my memory!
Yuuki Tsuruto was in a state of confusion when Hanekawa Shirasawa, who had quick eyes and quick hands, held her slender waist with one hand and put her right arm on her shoulder with the other hand. If not, she would have collapsed directly on the ground.
It's too easy...
Glancing at Yuki Tsuruto's intoxicated expression and her pretty face with an unnatural blush, Hanekawa Shirasawa pushed through the crowd and helped her get out of the car.
"Are you okay?"
At this time, when the tram pusher saw Hanekawa Shirasawa helping Yuki Tsuruto come down, his sense of responsibility prompted him to quickly step forward and ask.
"Are you feeling unwell? Or is it a sudden illness?"
"She just has a slight fever, thank you for your concern."
After Hanekawa Shirasawa responded with a smile and refused to help, the tram pusher looked at the two people drifting away and couldn't help but frown slightly, feeling even more worried.
The girl's fever must be too severe!
His face was so red and he was sweating so much.
"Ding dong——!"
However, as the sound of the tram about to start sounded, the tram pusher had no time to care about others. Instead, he tried his best to push the passengers who had not squeezed onto the tram into the carriage.
However, at this moment, the sole of his foot suddenly slipped, and his body staggered and almost lost his balance.
?
Looking at his feet, the tram pusher looked even more confused.
…
"Do you feel better?"
After helping Yuki Tsuruto to sit on an empty bench at the station, Hanekawa Shirasawa thoughtfully wiped the sweat stained on her rosy face and said with concern.
"You sweat so much, be careful of catching a cold."
"This is not all because of you!"
Yuki Tsuruto pushed Hanekawa Shirasawa in shame and anger, gritted his teeth and said angrily.
"You did that to me on the train! I hate you so much!"
"Yeah?"
Hanekawa Shirasawa pointed at his pants and chuckled.
"You say you are disgusting, but your body is so honest?"
"Look, you did all this."
"you!"
Tsurudo Yuuki's face turned red with anger, but he hesitated and couldn't utter a word of rebuttal. In the end, he could only rebuke a few classic words in embarrassment.
"baka! hentai!"
right!
This is the taste!
Scold me more!
Hanekawa Shirasawa suddenly felt a flutter in his heart, and then he got closer to Tsuruto Yuuki, which made her quickly move away and glance at his face, as if she didn't want to say anything more to him.
"Let's check the answers."
Hanekawa Shirasawa took off his coat and covered it on Yuki Tsuruto's moist black silk thighs and asked.
"How many times did you count?"
"..."
Seeing that Yuuki Tsuruto still ignored her, Hanekawa Shirasawa suddenly reached out to hug her slender waist, which made her cross her arms around her chest like an electric shock and said with a wary expression.
"What do you want to do?"
"Count the money."
Hanekawa Shirasawa sighed softly.
"Since you don't want the money, forget it."
"Who said I don't want it!"
Yuki Tsuruto said in embarrassment, thinking that he had been teased by Hanekawa-kun and was in such a bad way. If he didn't make some money back, wouldn't it be a complete loss?
But when I was about to get off the bus, I couldn't remember how many times because my mind went blank... How about adding 50?
