"Zhaojun."

"Well, I'm here." Uesugi Sao replied patiently, trying to use her voice to make her feel the so-called sense of security.

The hair hanging down in her ears shone with a blurry light under the bright moonlight.

"Do you still remember when you watched the moon with Huahuo before...?"

"Which day?"

"It was the day when Joe-jun said to Hanahuo that the moonlight was so beautiful... Although Hanahuo was stupid... he could also hear what Joe-jun said."

Every time Uesus Sao hears her say she is stupid, her heart will get tight.

She said that she was stupid, as if she was actively showing her weakness and inferiority since childhood. Just listening to her subtle words and seeing those colorful purple and moist eyes, a feeling of pity would emerge in her heart.

"What happened that day?"

"It's...it was on that day that Zhaojun made Huahuo particularly excited..."

"What about before?" Uesugi Shou smiled.

"I used to like it, but that was... the heart-warming thing I felt during my lover's time was completely different from before." Hanamaru Hanabu's voice became smaller and smaller, and his eyes became more and more dodging.

Even if she poked her two fingers together in front of her, Uesugi would not be surprised at all.

Uesugiusou looked at her cheeks that reflected the bright moonlight, and felt more and more that she was petite and cute at this time.

“Fisha sauce…”

"Um......"

"Although the timing is wrong, I still have to say, sorry..."

Hanamaru Hanabu hesitated for a while, then buried his head and said, "Zojun...a big fool..."

"Yes..." Uesugi nodded and buried his face, "I'm a fool."

"Haohuo, I have already talked about the big fool for many times, but the big fool just couldn't understand."

"My fault."

The air conditioner was whistling, and Hanamaru Hanawa's exposed shoulders were shrinking inward. Her arms hugged the quilt covered by her legs. She was quiet for a while and said in an extremely gentle and patient voice:

"Zhaojun... Although he has apologized to Hanahuo, Hanahuo also felt his sincerity... But Hanahuo cannot accept his apology now.

"The male protagonist must work hard to date the heroine. The prince must kill the dragon before he can go home to marry the princess. It's like a love game. Today is only a process of increasing favorability... It cannot be regarded as the end of the journey. Huahuo cannot accept Zhaojun's apology yet."

"Then what is my favorability now?"

“1 o’clock.”

"Is it only 1 o'clock?" Uesuso looked at her little arm that was holding the quilt, her white and shiny.

"If it weren't for Zuojun, the others would not have a favorable impression of 1 o'clock in the air... Zuojun... It's too much this time. I've always ignored it, I won't come back tonight, and I won't go home on my birthday. It's too much, so annoying..."

The girl's voice became smaller and smaller as she spoke.

Uesugi Dok knew that she understood her difficulties and why she didn't come back.

But no matter how many reasons there are, it is an indisputable fact that she is not by her side or not, which makes her feel lonely and lonely.

"Huahuo... made his favorite cake for Zhaojun on his birthday, and felt that he would just apologize...Huahuo would completely forgive him... But Huahuo made the cake, blew the balloons, and the banners and words were also standing on the ladder and hanging them in the room... Then he turned it off and waited, waiting for Zhaojun to come back... But Huahuo kept waiting, waiting... The door was quiet, Huahuo didn't know what kind of mentality he was at that time, but he only knew that he wanted to shrink into a piece, curl himself in a small space, then closed his eyes, and slowly fell asleep quietly."

The more Hanaman Hanabu said, the tighter she hugged the quilt with her little hands, and her small body sat on the bed with her legs in her arms.

"Sorry... Fireworks..."

Hanamaru Hanahuo raised his eyes, looked at him, and then quickly turned to the side. His purple eyes flashed with light: "Hahuo, Don't Say Sorry, Hanahuo... I just feel that it will feel better when I say it out. After all, Mr. Zhao said, please don't keep everything in my heart."

"Then you...don't you hate me very much now?" Uesugi asked with concern.

"Hatsume!" Hanamaru Hanaguro immediately said to him, then buried his face in the quilt on his legs and knees, "I don't hate it..."

Uesugi Do not worry about her inconsistent words: "What do I want to do...you can forgive me?"

"Zaojun... idiot... you should think about this kind of thing yourself, instead of asking Huahuo..."

Although her tone was still small, Uesugi Seo could clearly feel her mood was getting better.

He remembered what his mother-in-law said to him when she was in the corridor at the door: [Presponsible, be bold!]

In fact, before getting married, Uesugi Do felt that she had no scruples. After getting married, she was a little too concerned about taking care of her and took the initiative to take the initiative.

Perhaps it is because of this that fireworks become easily insecure?

Uesugi Seo stood up and sat down beside the girl's bed.

Then he approached her little by little.

"Zhaojun...what do?" Hanamara Hanabu shrank a little bit to the side.

Since she only has two close-fitting clothes left on her body that she can't take off, her figure looks so petite and cute under the faint moonlight outside the window.

"I just want to... get closer to you." Uesugi Do moved to her.

"But Hanawa has not accepted Joe's apology yet." Hanawaru moved outside.

"Waitaki now... doesn't like me anymore?"

"Haihuo, Hanahuo hasn't said that..." Hanamaru Hanahuo's tone became obviously a little quicker, but as he approached, he moved a little further out.

"Fishaman, if you like it, I'll get closer, and you shouldn't hate it, right?"

Hearing this question, Hanamaru Hanabu nodded naturally: "That's it..."

But she realized that this was not good for her, and shook her little head at him: "It's not like that."

Uesugi Dog laughed: "So, isn't it?"

"It seems...yes, it seems...not...Zhaojun, still, don't ask this question."

Hanamaru Hanabu looked at him and found that he had shrunk to the end of the bed, and there was the floor below him, and he had no way to escape.

Seeing his face getting closer and closer and his breath became stronger, Hanamaru Hanao buried his head directly into the quilt, not wanting him to see his blushing look.

However, this method of ostrich hiding from sandstorms is of no use at all.

Invisible does not mean there is nothing.

After only a while, Hanamaru Hanabu felt the warm hands stroking her shoulders, and the girl's body tightened almost at the same time.

Uesugi is also very nervous at this moment. Although he has to take the initiative, he has to take the initiative to do so.

If it's too tough all of a sudden-

No, why do you think of so many useless things?

Uesuma Dog looked at the girl with her head buried in front of her, and made a fuss in her heart. She held her shoulders with both hands and directly pressed her onto the big bed.

"Zhaojun?!"

Hanamaru Hanabu obviously didn't expect him to do this suddenly, so he was naturally caught off guard and pressed him to the soft big bed.

Uesugi, wearing pink shark pajamas, knelt directly on the edge of the bed, leaned out from the upper body, and looked up at the girl with a little panic on her face and eyes below.

Her colorful purple pupils were wide open, her face was so rosy that she was so delicate that her cheeks were as delicate as works of art.

She was breathing rapidly, her heartbeat faster, and the light fragrance of the girl on her body gradually became stronger and stronger.

The part from her neck to her collarbone to her shoulders has perfect lines, her crystal clear skin, just the right backbone, and the two symmetrical lines also show the petite and cute feeling of a girl.

Perhaps because he didn't have a few clothes on his body, Hanamaru Hanahuo's face was more shy and hot than usual.

Uesugi Seiya poked her face above her: "Sorry... Hanawai Chan, I was wrong."

"June Zhao...is that's it... is it apologizing?" Hanamaru Hanahuo said less and less confident, because the other party got close to him and the breath produced by his breath stroked her cheek.

Uesugi didn't say anything, just looked at her silently.

Time passes by little by little, and the atmosphere becomes ambiguous in the heating blown by the air conditioner.

Hanamaru Hanabu's eyes were clear, and she suddenly turned red and turned her face to the side.

She didn't speak anymore.

Uesugi immediately understood what she meant.

Her expression and movement are saying - whatever you want.

"May I?"

In her will, Uesugi Doo asked her.

Hanaman Hanaman's two white thighs overlapped. She pulled a pillow to block her face and made a muffled sound: "Even if this is the case, Hanaman will not forgive Joe."

"real?"

"Well... forgiveness is forgiveness, it's a completely different thing."

After Uesugi nodded and agreed, he did not speak, but leaned down and lowered his head.

Hanaman Hanabu also covered a pillow on her increasingly hot cheeks. Her cute and delicate feet kept rolling inward at the end of the bed until her slender calves were also pulled sideways.

Uesugi Sao stood up again, went to her, slowly removed her pillow, and tilted her lips for a while.
To be continued...