Chapter 492: As Real as a Dream 1
Early in the morning.
Youye slowly opened his eyes. It had started drizzling outside. The raindrops dripped on the window and slowly flowed down the glass, forming thin lines.
Feeling a little cold, Youya muttered to himself about the horrible weather and huddled deeper into bed.
Looking at Miyano Shiho's sleeping face so close to him, Yuya felt that it was all just like a dream.
In his previous life, when he was watching anime, he had imagined such a scene before. Don't call him a pervert, who dares to say that he hasn't thought about it before? Which teenager doesn't have spring in his heart, which teenager doesn't have fantasies?
But all this really happened. Looking back, everything that happened since I came into this world seems like a dream.
In a daze, Youya noticed that the blanket that was originally on the bed had been thrown to the ground at some point, with used bubble gum scattered on the edge, and the sheets under him were wrinkled and messy.
"It seems a bit too much..." Youya muttered quietly. This is the first time for everyone, shouldn't we be more restrained? What if we can't walk tomorrow?
As if disturbed by Yuya's muttering, Miyano Shiho frowned, reached out her hand and groped around, grabbed Yuya's arm, then curled up in his arms like a kitten, curling up in satisfaction.
Perhaps because she was tired, Miyano Shiho slept soundly, her chest rising and falling steadily and regularly with her breathing.
Yuya looked at the whiteness and felt a little out of control again.
He took a deep breath, feeling the warmth coming from the other person, and had only one feeling in his heart - this was not a dream, all of this was real, and now, this girl was completely his.
He couldn't help but smile, and leaned over to give the girl a gentle kiss on the forehead.
Miyano Shiho was awakened by his rustling movements, and slowly opened her hazy eyes, tilted her head back and stared at Yuya blankly. Suddenly she realized something, her face flushed red, and then she buried herself in Yuya's arms - and reached out to pull the quilt to cover her exposed white back.
"When did you wake up?" Miyano Shiho asked in a hesitant voice.
"I just woke up." Youya rubbed her forehead with his chin.
Miyano Shiho snuggled into his arms again, with a gentle smile on her face: "What time is it?"
Youya lifted his neck and looked out the window. It was pitch black with only a little light from the street lamp. He reached for his phone and took a look. "It's only two o'clock. It's still early. Go back to sleep."
"I can't sleep..." Miyano Shiho didn't know whether she was awake or not. She reached out and hugged Yuya tightly, rubbing her face against his chest.
You was also tickled by her rubbing, and couldn't help but lean over to her ear and whispered: "Well, do you want to..."
"Yuya, I advise you to be kind..."
Before Miyano Shiho could finish her words, You covered her mouth and pressed on her.
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The rain outside has stopped, and the rain has washed away the depressing Tokyo, bringing freshness. The dark clouds have dispersed, and the sunlight has poured into the quiet room through the window.
Miyano Shiho woke up first, and as soon as she opened her eyes she saw that extremely familiar face.
She blinked in confusion and found herself wrapped around Yuya like an octopus.
But she didn't move, but just looked at her sleeping boyfriend quietly.
Starting today, the relationship between the two seems to have, no, it has indeed taken a step further.
Miyano Shiho couldn't help but raise her finger and poke Yuya's nose. Seeing that he didn't react, she stretched out her finger and pinched it gently.
Since he couldn't breathe without pinching his nose, Youya instinctively opened his mouth.
Miyano Shiho puffed up her cheeks and pinched Yuya's mouth with her other hand.
After a while, Yuya's face began to turn red. He suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Miyano Shiho.
"Do you want to murder your husband?" Youya asked in a vicious manner.
Miyano Shi pretended to be scared and tried to hide in the quilt, whispering: "I didn't..."
Youye grabbed her hand before she could withdraw it, grinning: "We caught you red-handed, what else do you have to explain?"
Miyano Shiho's eyes wandered, and she struggled to free her hand, saying, "I, I'm going to take a shower..."
As he said that, he was about to get out of bed.
Youye quickly sat up: "I'll help you over..."
"No need," Miyano Shiho refused very firmly. Just as she was about to get up, she suddenly hissed in pain and sat back on the bed, motionless.
It's not painful, I just don't have the strength.
At this time, Youya had already put on his pajamas, picked up the blanket on the ground and put it on Miyano Shiho, kissed her gently on the face, and then said, "Don't be stubborn, I'll help you over."
Miyano Shiho glared at him fiercely: "It's all your fault! So many times last night..."
Yuya raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, it's my fault." Then he muttered softly, "I don't know who it is, shouting not to stop, and still wanting to be on top..."
Miyano Shiho was extremely embarrassed and annoyed, and hit Yuya's stomach hard: "You still dare to say that!"
"Okay, okay, come here, I'll help you over..." Yuya coaxed the child for a while, and finally got Miyano Shiho to agree to let him help her.
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It was inevitable that they would stay together for a while while taking a shower. After they put on their clothes and came out of the bathroom, they went downstairs and saw Hirotoshi Kamiya sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.
Kamiya Hirotoshi glanced at them and said in a calm tone, "Are you willing to get up?"
Miyano Shiho lowered her head in embarrassment, while Yuya gave an awkward smile.
Kamiya Miho heard the noise and poked her head out from the kitchen. Seeing Miyano Shiho being supported, she quickly walked over and pushed Yuya away, cursing, "It's my first time, don't you know how to restrain yourself? Come, little Shiho, come and sit down."
Yuya scratched his head in embarrassment.
Miyano Shiho was very embarrassed and whispered, "It's okay, I can do it myself."
"You can do whatever you want," Kamiya Miho said as she helped Miyano Shiho sit on the sofa, "Auntie has been through this before, so you don't have to be so stubborn."
Miyano Shiho blushed and whispered "Okay".
As soon as everyone sat down, Kamiya Miho hurried back to the kitchen, saying, "You must be hungry after getting up so late. Eat some cake first, and the meal will be ready soon."
"Thank you, Auntie." Miyano Shiho thanked in a low voice.
Kamiya Miho waved her hand, brought a piece of cake and milk, and ran into the kitchen again.
Yuya looked at the empty space in front of him and couldn't help but stick his head out: "Mom, where's mine?"
Kamiya Miho's voice came from the kitchen: "Just wait here obediently!"
Youye was speechless for a while, Mom, you are my biological mother!
Miyano Shiho couldn't help but laugh, picked up the spoon, scooped out a piece and put it to Yuya's mouth.
Youya was deeply moved: "Shiho is still the best." Wu swallowed the cake in one gulp.
Suddenly he felt a chill on his head. He turned his head stiffly and found Kamiya Miho leaning half of her body forward, looking at him with murderous eyes.
"Of course, mom is also very good, I'm waiting for dinner!"
Kamiya Miho snorted coldly and retreated back to the kitchen.
Hirotoshi Kamiya showed a pair of eyes from behind the newspaper, looked at his son, then looked at the kitchen, and finally retracted his eyes.