"Thank you for the hard work of cooking. I'm going to wash my hands and eat."

Natsume Naoki turned around to leave, but Asai gently grabbed him by the collar.

"Don't you want to explain?"

"The food will be cold in a while, so let's eat first!"

"You don't even let the patients go now, right?"

Asai Mao seemed jealous, raising her chin slightly with sharp eyes.

Although he knew that this sentence had a lot of teasing meaning, Natsume Naoki still stopped and turned around and answered seriously: "Senior, they both woke up this morning, and it was the senior who took the initiative to kiss me. I

And I resisted you."

"Well, seeing as how sincere you are, I believe that you offered a kiss for the time being, but I doubt whether you ever resisted."

She originally expected that Asai would at least show some surprise after hearing the news, or at least ask, but she just nodded, as if everything was as expected.

"Everyone is looking forward to them waking up soon, including me." She said: "Let's call her senior. Senior Izumi and Amamiya are willing to copy their past memories to you in their dreams.

As far as I'm concerned, it's a blessing, and it's a good thing that the two of them can wake up safely."

Natsume Naoki frowned slightly, wondering which incident Asaiguchi mentioned a few days ago was referring to.

There is a reason why he is always late in the morning. The young lovers who have just slept together are inevitably inseparable. However, in order to prevent Asai from being anxious when driving in the morning, he will remind himself in his heart to be patient when he wakes up in the morning.

The two looked at each other for a long time, their gazes becoming more and more intense. For the first time, Asai blushed and was defeated.

"Just a few days ago."

A blush flashed past, and she gently tapped Natsume Naoki's head with the insulated gloves in her hand.

Because they have spent a long time in a dream, it is easy for Lanke people who are trapped in a dream to not be able to distinguish between reality and dreams.

Seeing that my dear brother Naoki has become so capable, he starts teasing me in turn, how can there be any hint of shyness on Asai's face?

"It seems like we just had something to talk about, and you took us off topic?"

Seeing how flexible and flexible he was, Qian Jing felt a little funny.

Natsume Naoki knew that behind the calmness was urgent hope, those eyes were so clear and pure.

It seems like the lipstick that my senior used before, or like the mark left by having a romantic night with someone one night.

During those days, Natsume Naoki locked himself in the room and forced himself not to sleep, just to prevent him from forgetting more memories of Asai Mao when he fell asleep.

Reading the diary over and over again, the haggard look of sitting by the wall and looking at the papers covering the floor was so distressing that Asai took away his diary and let him have a good sleep...

…

Asai nodded, she would never forget the bloodshot eyes in his eyes——

After a long time, he suddenly realized, "Is it the days when I realized you were quietly disappearing?"

Natsume Naoki always thinks that the action of a girl tying a rope behind her back is cute and astringent.

Natsume Naoki was serving stew in a bowl at the stove, and discovered that Asai not only cooked a lot of stew, but also prepared a lot of bread, and even had some steak that she hadn't started yet.

Natsume Naoki spread his hands and asked: "How do you know they are safe? The hospital doesn't dare to make any guarantees. Groups of doctors are probably still agonizing over X-rays and blood test orders at this time.

Woolen cloth."

Even if the price of that sleep was his eternal forgetfulness.

No one can guarantee that the subsequent series of redemptions will be successful. At that time, Asai really thought that this separation would last forever.

Because every morning when he woke up, Asai would always sit on the edge of the bed with his back to him like this, and his smooth jade-like back and neck aroused people's imagination.

"I can't agree to this." Natsume Naoki shook his head and smiled: "No matter how many times I have to do it again, as long as it is related to your safety, I will make the same choice... because I like you, no..."

In other words, it was no longer a daydream. After all, he really hugged her from behind and prevented her from wearing it anymore. What would happen to the two of them? It was not like he had never done it before.

She pointedly stretched out her finger, but there was obviously nothing on the fingertips, but Natsume Naoki felt that there was a dazzling bright red there.

"Wrong!"

"Wow!" Natsume Naoki narrowed his eyes as soon as he smiled: "So it turns out that Mao-sama, who is always aloof and watching the fun, can be shy sometimes? I don't believe it, you are lying."

"Take the food to the living room outside. Let's eat on the coffee table today at noon." Asai stood in front of the pot and tied an apron on himself. "Uncle and aunt will be back at noon. They called before."

"Promise me you won't do such stupid things again." Asai suddenly said the agreement calmly.

"A few days ago it was..."

It is true that Asai Mao was a little shy, but her lustful expression to cover up her shyness was limited to just that moment.

Sure enough, a man should be hard when he should be hard, and be soft when he should be soft... Who makes the woman who is the master of the house have a strong temperament?

"Why did you do so much?"

"I can tell from your face," Asai Mao said in a softer tone: "No one knows you better than me. If something happens to the person you care about, let alone teasing me, he will probably not even be interested in eating.

No...I've seen you look like that, and it's quite distressing."

"Isn't it a bit awkward to call you uncle or aunt?"

This dream has more or less changed the life trajectory of everyone involved. This year's short vacation trip to Hokkaido will become an unforgettable memory for them.

So even though it had been several days since he woke up from the dream, Natsume Naoki subjectively had some impact on the passage of time, and it would take him longer to recover from the sequelae caused by the dream.

"When proposing, at least prepare a ring and get down on one knee. And what I'm saying is that if you were forcibly kissed and you didn't know how to resist, this kind of thing is not allowed to happen again. Why are you being so sentimental? If you do it again, I will make you take the initiative in the future.

Asking for flooring!"

"when?"

There was only love and her own reflection in her eyes.

Natsume Naoki quickly gave up, shrunk his head and washed his hands, then returned to the kitchen to help Asai set the table.

He paused, put away his smile, and put on a solemn look like a proposal, "I love you."

After bringing the stew and bread to the living room, Natsume Naoki sat in the kitchen and watched Asai Mao working.

The midday sun shines in, passes through the ivy leaves outside the window, and shines on Asai's shoulders. The breeze ruffles the ends of her hair on its behalf. Life is beautiful.

The sizzling butter splashed on the iron plate. The steak bought in the supermarket is a wonderful seasoning once in a while. Asai concentrated on using iron tongs to hold the steak and fry it until it was cooked.

Without raising her head, she asked casually: "Otherwise, what else could I call you?"
Chapter completed!