Yukiyo Haruka really doesn’t understand why Yukitsu Fujiwara lost his temper?Even though he has always been understanding, he is still confused in the dark toilet.
OK, it's me wrong.Xue Dayao coaxed her softly.He understood that Yuki Fujiwara was not a person who lost his temper, and thought he didn't pay attention to it.I didn't take it to heart.
I will help you up first, you wear so little clothes to avoid a cold.He washed his hands clean and reached out to help Yukitsu Fujiwara get up.
I've already caught a cold.
Fujiwara Yukizumi muttered in a low voice, her nose was already blocked.What made her feel even more uncomfortable was the coolness between her thighs, as if it was sticky as if it was stained with a drink, which was disgusting everywhere.
Thinking of this, she gave Xue Daiyao a slightly annoyed look, but she still took over and asked him to help her up.
Yukiya Haruka's hands seemed to be hot all the time and place.
Fujiwara Yuki's hands were very cold, so he couldn't help but hold his hands tightly. He was quite envious of his good physique.
Suddenly, she remembered that Yukiyo Haruka was wearing a thin sweater.Even if there is heating indoors, he has been so rainy before and has not seen him take a shower. His body is so hot, so he will not catch a cold or a fever, right?
Fujiwara Yukisu couldn't help but feel worried and stretched out his hand to touch Yukiyo's forehead.
What are you doing when you touch my head?Yukiyoya said in confusion.
It turned out that the light in the toilet was too dark, so Fujiwara Yukitsu had to see the general outline, and reached out to touch it, but touched his head.
Yukiyao's hair had been wiped with a towel before, and stayed in the heated room for so long, and it had already dried up.
However, the windows outside were open, and cool breezes came in from time to time, making Xue Daiyao's hair cold.
When Fujiwara Yuki Jun touched this, he thought Yukiyo's hair was still stained with water. When he recalled the scene when he came back with him in the heavy rain, he felt ashamed that he had just lost his temper at him.
Xue Dayao didn't know it, but his own was wrong.
She then asked worriedly: You are so hot, don’t you have a fever, right?Yukiyao said funny: How come I have a fever? I have rarely gotten sick since I was a child.If you don't believe me, please touch it.
Fujiwara Yuki Jun touched his forehead, but it was normal and warm, not very hot. She felt relieved, but suddenly she couldn't help it and coughed twice.
Xue Daiyao heard it sincerely. While helping her out of the toilet, she said: "It's better to go back to the room as soon as possible, otherwise I'm afraid you will catch a cold."
Fujiwara Yuki's heart warmed up. Her cold hands and feet seemed to gradually feel warm, but the wet ball under her crotch would not fade, which made her feel indescribable shyness every step she took.
The toilet was close to the bedroom, and when Yukiyo opened the door, the orange light and heating blew out.
Fujiwara Yukitsu pulled the corner of her clothes, clamped her legs tightly, and squeezed her hands and feet into it.
She was wearing blue and white pajamas, and the little dirty things were particularly conspicuous, let alone water stains.
For a moment, her heart was irritated, and her shame, anger, and confusion rushed into her mind, making her already heavy head more and more drowsy, for fear that Xue Daiyao would see Duanyi.
Fortunately, Yukiyo Haruka didn't care, but just thought that Yuki Fujiwara looked cute in blue and white pajamas.
Fujiwara Yukitsu lowered his voice: Help me to the wardrobe.Xue Daiyao helped her over and said strangely: Do you want to change your clothes?
Um.Fujiwara Yuki's ears were hot and he immediately explained: I was sweating all over my body, which was very uncomfortable.
Yukiya Haruka understood it, and he didn't ask much.
Fujiwara Yukitsu glanced at him slantedly.
Yukiyao wondered what her gaze was, and then she whispered: Go out...
Only then did Xue Daiyao realize that he was going to change his clothes, so he went out immediately and closed the door.
He leaned against the door panel, and after seven or eight minutes, no movement came out.
Yukiya Haruka couldn't help but worry a little, but he didn't dare to go in at will.If I bump into someone changing clothes, there is no way to explain.
More than a minute later, a faint voice came from inside: Come in...
Yukiyo Haruka immediately opened the door and went in. Fujiwara Yukitsu changed into pure white pajamas, with soft long hair draped over his shoulders.The flawless little feet were stomping on the ground, next to them were dirty clothes kneaded into pieces.
Yukiyao couldn't help but take a few more glances. She twisted her head aside and whispered: Don't keep staring at me.
Yukiyao came back to his senses and praised: Very cute.
Fujiwara Yukizumi whispered: Just talk nonsense.
As he said that, he pointed to the clothes on the chair on the other side and replaced them.
What clothes?Yukiyao walked over and picked up the neatly folded clothes and saw that it was a relatively neutral outfit.If you don't remind me, you can't tell the difference between men and women.
Weared.Fujiwara Yukizumi said, and her white little feet quietly kicked the dirty clothes beside her feet and covered a piece of obvious water stains.
Yukiyo's heart was getting warmer. It turned out that Yuki Fujiwara was helping him find the right clothes in the room, so he spent so much time.
Fujiwara Yuki Jun said immediately: It has nothing to do with you.It's just that I'm sick and have no strength.She gasped slightly when she spoke.
Yukiyao couldn't help laughing, and helped her lie back on the bed and covered her with a quilt.
Fujiwara Yuki Jun didn't have much strength, and just now he was trying to find good clothes for Yukiyora. Now he lies back to the warm bed, and suddenly a burst of fatigue swallowed her.
Don't forget to change your clothes... Fujiwara Yukitsu closed his eyes sleeplessly before he finished explaining.
Good night.Yukiyao shook his head and placed his clothes on the table.He was quite dirty and didn't want to put on his clothes immediately, so as not to get dirty with the clothes given to him by Yukitsu Fujiwara.
After struggling all night, Yukiyao was a little tired.He confirmed that Fujiwara Yukitsu was already asleep and did not dare to walk too far. He sat directly on the chair, and soon he fell asleep.
He slept for a long time.
Outside the window, a hazy light gradually emerged.
Yukiyo Haruka slowly opened his eyes, Fujiwara Yukitsu was still lying on the bed, his nose shrank gently, and he slept soundly like a baby.
He slowly walked towards the window, opened a corner of the curtain, and the sky seemed to be icy.
Yukiya Haruka doesn't have to look at the time, everyone knows that it's five-thirty in the morning.He has developed a biological clock and basically gets up during this period of time.
He yawned and slept in the chair all night, his body was indescribably tired and his head was a little groggy.
Yukiyao twisted his sore neck and could hear the clatter of his bones.
He thought helplessly: Can you even sleep on a chair be stiff?
Yukiyao walked to the bed while holding his neck.
Fujiwara Yukitsu sleeps very sweetly, completely letting go of her vigilance, curling up like a cat, and her cute little nose shrinks slightly with her even breathing.
OK, it's me wrong.Xue Dayao coaxed her softly.He understood that Yuki Fujiwara was not a person who lost his temper, and thought he didn't pay attention to it.I didn't take it to heart.
I will help you up first, you wear so little clothes to avoid a cold.He washed his hands clean and reached out to help Yukitsu Fujiwara get up.
I've already caught a cold.
Fujiwara Yukizumi muttered in a low voice, her nose was already blocked.What made her feel even more uncomfortable was the coolness between her thighs, as if it was sticky as if it was stained with a drink, which was disgusting everywhere.
Thinking of this, she gave Xue Daiyao a slightly annoyed look, but she still took over and asked him to help her up.
Yukiya Haruka's hands seemed to be hot all the time and place.
Fujiwara Yuki's hands were very cold, so he couldn't help but hold his hands tightly. He was quite envious of his good physique.
Suddenly, she remembered that Yukiyo Haruka was wearing a thin sweater.Even if there is heating indoors, he has been so rainy before and has not seen him take a shower. His body is so hot, so he will not catch a cold or a fever, right?
Fujiwara Yukisu couldn't help but feel worried and stretched out his hand to touch Yukiyo's forehead.
What are you doing when you touch my head?Yukiyoya said in confusion.
It turned out that the light in the toilet was too dark, so Fujiwara Yukitsu had to see the general outline, and reached out to touch it, but touched his head.
Yukiyao's hair had been wiped with a towel before, and stayed in the heated room for so long, and it had already dried up.
However, the windows outside were open, and cool breezes came in from time to time, making Xue Daiyao's hair cold.
When Fujiwara Yuki Jun touched this, he thought Yukiyo's hair was still stained with water. When he recalled the scene when he came back with him in the heavy rain, he felt ashamed that he had just lost his temper at him.
Xue Dayao didn't know it, but his own was wrong.
She then asked worriedly: You are so hot, don’t you have a fever, right?Yukiyao said funny: How come I have a fever? I have rarely gotten sick since I was a child.If you don't believe me, please touch it.
Fujiwara Yuki Jun touched his forehead, but it was normal and warm, not very hot. She felt relieved, but suddenly she couldn't help it and coughed twice.
Xue Daiyao heard it sincerely. While helping her out of the toilet, she said: "It's better to go back to the room as soon as possible, otherwise I'm afraid you will catch a cold."
Fujiwara Yuki's heart warmed up. Her cold hands and feet seemed to gradually feel warm, but the wet ball under her crotch would not fade, which made her feel indescribable shyness every step she took.
The toilet was close to the bedroom, and when Yukiyo opened the door, the orange light and heating blew out.
Fujiwara Yukitsu pulled the corner of her clothes, clamped her legs tightly, and squeezed her hands and feet into it.
She was wearing blue and white pajamas, and the little dirty things were particularly conspicuous, let alone water stains.
For a moment, her heart was irritated, and her shame, anger, and confusion rushed into her mind, making her already heavy head more and more drowsy, for fear that Xue Daiyao would see Duanyi.
Fortunately, Yukiyo Haruka didn't care, but just thought that Yuki Fujiwara looked cute in blue and white pajamas.
Fujiwara Yukitsu lowered his voice: Help me to the wardrobe.Xue Daiyao helped her over and said strangely: Do you want to change your clothes?
Um.Fujiwara Yuki's ears were hot and he immediately explained: I was sweating all over my body, which was very uncomfortable.
Yukiya Haruka understood it, and he didn't ask much.
Fujiwara Yukitsu glanced at him slantedly.
Yukiyao wondered what her gaze was, and then she whispered: Go out...
Only then did Xue Daiyao realize that he was going to change his clothes, so he went out immediately and closed the door.
He leaned against the door panel, and after seven or eight minutes, no movement came out.
Yukiya Haruka couldn't help but worry a little, but he didn't dare to go in at will.If I bump into someone changing clothes, there is no way to explain.
More than a minute later, a faint voice came from inside: Come in...
Yukiyo Haruka immediately opened the door and went in. Fujiwara Yukitsu changed into pure white pajamas, with soft long hair draped over his shoulders.The flawless little feet were stomping on the ground, next to them were dirty clothes kneaded into pieces.
Yukiyao couldn't help but take a few more glances. She twisted her head aside and whispered: Don't keep staring at me.
Yukiyao came back to his senses and praised: Very cute.
Fujiwara Yukizumi whispered: Just talk nonsense.
As he said that, he pointed to the clothes on the chair on the other side and replaced them.
What clothes?Yukiyao walked over and picked up the neatly folded clothes and saw that it was a relatively neutral outfit.If you don't remind me, you can't tell the difference between men and women.
Weared.Fujiwara Yukizumi said, and her white little feet quietly kicked the dirty clothes beside her feet and covered a piece of obvious water stains.
Yukiyo's heart was getting warmer. It turned out that Yuki Fujiwara was helping him find the right clothes in the room, so he spent so much time.
Fujiwara Yuki Jun said immediately: It has nothing to do with you.It's just that I'm sick and have no strength.She gasped slightly when she spoke.
Yukiyao couldn't help laughing, and helped her lie back on the bed and covered her with a quilt.
Fujiwara Yuki Jun didn't have much strength, and just now he was trying to find good clothes for Yukiyora. Now he lies back to the warm bed, and suddenly a burst of fatigue swallowed her.
Don't forget to change your clothes... Fujiwara Yukitsu closed his eyes sleeplessly before he finished explaining.
Good night.Yukiyao shook his head and placed his clothes on the table.He was quite dirty and didn't want to put on his clothes immediately, so as not to get dirty with the clothes given to him by Yukitsu Fujiwara.
After struggling all night, Yukiyao was a little tired.He confirmed that Fujiwara Yukitsu was already asleep and did not dare to walk too far. He sat directly on the chair, and soon he fell asleep.
He slept for a long time.
Outside the window, a hazy light gradually emerged.
Yukiyo Haruka slowly opened his eyes, Fujiwara Yukitsu was still lying on the bed, his nose shrank gently, and he slept soundly like a baby.
He slowly walked towards the window, opened a corner of the curtain, and the sky seemed to be icy.
Yukiya Haruka doesn't have to look at the time, everyone knows that it's five-thirty in the morning.He has developed a biological clock and basically gets up during this period of time.
He yawned and slept in the chair all night, his body was indescribably tired and his head was a little groggy.
Yukiyao twisted his sore neck and could hear the clatter of his bones.
He thought helplessly: Can you even sleep on a chair be stiff?
Yukiyao walked to the bed while holding his neck.
Fujiwara Yukitsu sleeps very sweetly, completely letting go of her vigilance, curling up like a cat, and her cute little nose shrinks slightly with her even breathing.
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