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No one talks like that.
".Also! You're so close to me, can't you reject Xinchun? It's not like you don't know what she means."
“I refused.”
"She still comes to pester you after she rejected you?"
"Isn't it the same as you, Xiao Jiuhua?"
"I--"
Jiuhuayue was speechless for a moment, stammering, not knowing how to answer.
Xiaoyue was coaxed into submission today. When I was cooking in the evening, she didn't need my help and told me to just go and have a rest.
He wanted to go, but she just didn't agree.
Fujii Itsuki had no choice but to go to his room to see if there were any unwashed clothes.
He searched for a long time but couldn't find a change of clothes, which was strange.
He walked into the living room and opened the glass door leading to the outdoors. Only then did he see that all the clothes he was looking for were neatly hung on the clothesline.
Fujii Itsuki walked back to the living room silently.
Sitting on the sofa, watching Jiu Huayue busying around in the kitchen, cutting vegetables and cooking soup at the same time.
She was not a good cook. Before she had even cut half of the vegetables, the soup started to boil and sizzle. Then she stopped chopping the vegetables and hurriedly opened the pot. She opened the lid and started chopping the vegetables. It took her a while before she remembered to turn off the fire.
Silly.
The soup that came out almost burned her hand.
"Are you okay? Do you want me to help?"
"It's okay! I can do it on my own! It'll be quick!"
She said so, and Fujii Itsuki sat on the sofa for another hour.
When I was about to fall asleep, I vaguely heard a girl shaking her arms in front of me and calling me:
"Sorry for the wait, let's eat."
This voice is inexplicably gentle.
Fujii Itsuki felt that it didn't seem like Xiaoyue was calling him.
Miso soup, teriyaki chicken and Japanese curry, a very simple dinner.
Fujii Itsuki tasted the curry made by Xiaoyue.
"How about it.?"
".It tastes great."
He just said this, Jiuhuayue smiled happily opposite him, and then started to eat a bite of rice.
Xiaoyue is like this.
Ugh.
Isn't this exactly like my past self?
When I cooked for Muzi, I smiled when I saw her say it was delicious.
After dinner, Fujii Itsuki wanted to wash the dishes, but was rejected by Jiuhuayue.
In her words, "Uncle, you haven't agreed to my confession yet, so I'm trying to win you over! I just want you to know how good I am!"
This kid is just too straightforward sometimes.
Jiuhua Yue washed the dishes while Fujii Itsuki went to take a bath first.
When I was taking a shower, I saw her clothes hanging on the hanger, so I found another place to put them for her.
After taking a shower, I don’t know if the child was too tired today, with kendo training, cooking and washing dishes.
She packed up the things in the living room, put a pillow in her arms, and fell asleep on the sofa.
She looks beautiful when she sleeps.
Like a defenseless child, her legs sticking out from under her skirt were exposed to the air, quite eye-catching.
These legs are beautiful, but they don't give rise to any evil thoughts.
Fujii Itsuki was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he moved closer and prepared to cover her shoulders with the blanket on the sofa.
".Uncle"
"what?"
"Uncle, I hate perverts."
It turned out to be sleep talking.
Why do I keep calling you a pervert in my dreams?
If you hate me, why do you always come over to kiss me?
Women are indeed unreasonable creatures, no matter their age.
Fujii Itsuki covered her shoulders with the blanket.
Just at this moment, she changed her posture, hugged the pillow tighter in her arms, and curled her head down, with half of her face covered by the blanket.
At this time, Jiuhuayue looked more like a child as she curled up and slept.
Fujii Itsuki couldn't help but take a few more glances at her.
Her skin was white and delicate, with a few strands of hair messy on her face, and her ears were slightly red. She usually looked very strong, but at this moment, she was extremely weak.
Ugh.
Fujii Itsuki thought about her past again.
I couldn't help myself and gently scratched her face with my fingers.
Jiu Huayue's skin is very smooth, much better than his own, a man in his thirties, and full of elasticity.
Is this the young girl?
Thinking about what I did with her recently, I felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.
When Fujii Itsuki stopped, he found that there was a pair of purple eyes staring at him.
The girl's face turned slightly red, and she was obviously still a little shy.
Fujii Itsuki was also inexplicably embarrassed.
".Feel sorry."
"Too much. Uncle is the type who likes to fall asleep?"
"how come."
"So what were you doing sneaking around on me while I was asleep?"
"It's just the face."
“That’s touching too.”
Jiu Huayue stood up and hugged her legs. She sandwiched the pillow between her chest and legs, with half of her face buried in the pillow.
".I thought you didn't like touching me."
"what did you say?"
Her face blushed and she glanced at Fujii Itsuki secretly.
Then, the girl moved towards him little by little and leaned gently on his arm.
The fragrance came, and at the same time, the arm quickly heated up as the girl's cheek pressed against it.
".Why are you coming over here all of a sudden?"
“Because it’s warm.”
"Is it warm?"
"Um"
It's obviously just an arm.
Fujii Tree wanted to sigh, Xiao Jiuhua was a girl who could force kisses on him several times, but now she was like this.
He couldn't quite describe what the feeling was.
“I’ve never been this close before.”
The girl spoke softly, but Fujii Itsuki still heard it.
He was a little moved.
"Not even a mother?"
"No."
The girl leaned against him, closed her eyes, and smiled as she said this.
“But you have it here.”
"I'm just a perverted uncle."
"Then I like it too."
"why?"
"You're good to me."
"Someone will treat you well in the future."
"That's for the future. Now you're the only one who's nice to me."
Jiuhuayue said it as if it was a matter of course, but when Fujii Itsuki looked at her, she embarrassedly looked away, still with red cheeks, avoiding Fujii Itsuki's gaze.
"If you don't want to look at me, why are you holding me with your hands?"
“You are so bad.”