Chapter 410

During lunch, Fujiwara Chika took out her phone to take pictures and pulled Kitakami Yoru for a group photo.

"There's someone on the side; should I kiss you, Chika?"

Kitakami Yoru grinned, smiling and showing his teeth.

"No, you can only kiss when there's no one."

Fujiwara Chika refused decisively and rolled her eyes.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Kitakami Yoru drank the drink in his cup in one breath and walked into the bathroom.

Loosening the drawstring of his pants, Kitakami Yoru let out a long sigh:

"Being too big is not a good thing..."

Pressing the toilet flush button, Kitakami Yoru put down the toilet lid and sat on it, sending a message to Gabriel.

"How is it, Gabriel."

In the dessert shop.

Gabriel was holding a huge ice cream in her hand, her tender, smooth little tongue constantly licking it.

Kitagawa Marin sat opposite, eating a crispy, crumbly wafer cookie while scrolling through her phone.

Ding-dong.

The phone rang, and the screen lit up automatically, showing the message sent by Kitakami Yoru.

Kitagawa Marin, who heard the sound, looked over and reminded Gabriel: "Gabriel, Kitakami-san sent you a message."

Gabriel was focused on licking the ice cream and only knew after being reminded.

She picked up her phone, looked at it, and replied: "Everything is fine."

"OK, it's fine."

Replying with an emoji, Kitakami Yoru put away his phone and left the hot pot restaurant bathroom.

"Gabriel, your relationship with Kitakami-san is better than I thought."

"He looks so good; don't you think?"

Kitagawa Marin became interested and gossiped.

"Good-looking, he is quite good-looking."

Gabriel recalled Kitakami Yoru and said without any interest.

"Don't you like him? Your relationship with him is so good?"

Kitagawa Marin asked curiously.

Gabriel, as an angel, was obsessed with games and didn't understand the feelings between humans very well.

Immediately, she asked back.

"Like, should I like him?"

"Do people who like each other have to be together?"

After lunch, Kitakami Yoru and Fujiwara Chika rested in the hot pot restaurant for an hour before leaving.

As soon as they went out, the stuffy heat wave struck.

Staying in an air-conditioned room for a long time, this was a normal reaction to coming outside.

"Kitakami-san, find a place to rest for a while; I'm too tired."

"I want to rest."

Fujiwara Chika was too tired to walk.

"Do you want to keep that bouquet of flowers?"

Kitakami Yoru nodded and asked Fujiwara Chika back.

"Hmm."

The shy Fujiwara Chika agreed.

"These flowers are already dead; they won't live if you plant them back."

Kitakami Yoru spread his hands.

"Ah, is that so?"

The moment Fujiwara Chika got the flowers, she had the idea of raising them.

Hearing Kitakami Yoru say this, she was stunned.

"It doesn't matter; anyway, I am yours, it's just a bouquet of flowers."

Kitakami Yoru smiled and leaned toward Fujiwara Chika's ear, whispering.

"You are not mine, cut."

Fujiwara Chika bumped into Kitakami Yoru with her arm, looking at the bouquet of flowers in her hand, showing hesitation in her eyes.

Alright, alright.

Throwing it away is throwing it away...

"Find a private cinema, open a room to rest, and get through this time?"

Kitakami Yoru pulled Fujiwara Chika's hand and suggested.

Fujiwara Chika, who wanted to rest well and save enough energy, naturally agreed.

Half an hour later.

In a private cinema room decorated with a romantic style.

Fujiwara Chika pulled Kitakami Yoru's arm angrily and questioned: "Kitakami-san, is this the bad idea you had in mind, right?"

"You said rest..."

"How... how did you bring me here?"

After speaking, Fujiwara Chika, standing at the door, poked her head in with curiosity in her eyes, observing this room with excellent privacy.

So shameful...

"Chika, you agreed just now too."

"Besides, we are just here to rest; the environment doesn't affect it, right?"

"I won't force you to do anything; are you afraid of me?"

Kitakami Yoru comforted Fujiwara Chika helplessly, gently patting the back of her hand.

If Fujiwara Chika were really that casual, he would look down on her instead.

"That's more like it; don't think randomly!"

Raising her delicate chin, Fujiwara Chika gathered some courage.

After all, she was dating Kitakami Yoru behind her family's back and came to this kind of hotel.

How could Fujiwara Chika not be afraid?

"Watch a movie or rest for a while?" Kitakami Yoru thoughtfully tore open two pairs of disposable slippers, one for himself.

The other pair was placed on the ground.

"I'll rest."

Fujiwara Chika leaned against the wall to take off her shoes.

"Yi?"

"So you were wearing silk stockings; so thin."

At this time, Kitakami Yoru discovered that Fujiwara Chika was wearing white silk stockings.

Silk stockings have a lot of color.

The higher the color, the darker the color of the silk stockings.

Kitakami Yoru hadn't observed Fujiwara Chika's pair of fair and tender beautiful legs much, but he looked at them a few times now, without deliberately hiding his gaze.

"Don't think about H things in your brain."

"This place is really..."

For the good girl Fujiwara Chika, the impact here was too great; the pink paint was very close to the color of her hair.

"Walked all day, I don't know if there's a smell?"

Kitakami Yoru raised his eyebrows and got up from the bed.

Coming to the projection screen, he used the remote control to turn on the projection equipment.

Waiting for a little while, Kitakami Yoru chose a movie to play by the way and said to Fujiwara Chika, who was lying on the big bed: "I sweated a bit, I'm going to take a shower." ===== CHAPTER 411 =====