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Who knew that the other party would move again the next moment.
So she moved again, and Shirakawa stared at her in surprise, looking puzzled.
She asked calmly, "Yukinoshita, is something wrong?"
Unable to bear it any longer, Yukinoshita looked up, forcing a nonchalant expression.
His voice was low and icy as he said, "Shirakawa-shiki, I told you I'm hot, don't you understand?"
This time, she had a cold expression on her face after speaking.
She stood up decisively.
I just wanted to walk away from this guy and calm my racing heart.
Shirakawa smiled faintly, quickly reaching out his arm to pull Yukinoshita back to sit on the sofa.
"Since it's so hot under the snow, why don't you sit down for a while? So where are you in such a hurry to go?"
Before speaking, Shirakawa said softly.
Her small hand was once again grasped by this person's palm, and Yukinoshita's body stiffened.
He said in a cold tone, "There are still things in the kitchen that haven't been cleaned up."
"Can't I go and clean up the rest?"
Shirakawa glanced at her, his eyes showing a hint of confusion.
"But, shouldn't you have just finished tidying up, Yukinoshita?"
Upon hearing this, Yukinoshita became furious. This guy really does act like an idiot sometimes.
As for why he didn't pull his own little hand out?
Because she had already tried doing it.
But the other party shamelessly held on tightly, showing no intention of letting go whatsoever.
Yukinoshita was very self-aware; she definitely didn't want to pull it out.
However, her strength was no match for the guy in front of her, so she let him have his way for the time being.
Shirakawa gently squeezed Yukinoshita's small hand, feeling its softness and slight coolness, which brought a sense of comfort.
He wasn't afraid of the other party getting angry at all, judging from the various little expressions Yukinoshita had made during this period.
He had also touched her hand before, but her reaction was just the normal shy reaction of a girl.
Therefore, he is now becoming increasingly demanding of Yukina.
Looking at the slender and graceful neck of Yukinoshita, Shirakawa's gaze lingered on her fair and delicate features, and he smiled faintly.
"If it's hot under the snow, you should sit still even more."
Have you ever heard the saying...?
Feeling the increasingly hot heat emanating from the small hand, Yukinoshita became somewhat restless and prepared to kick the other person.
But upon hearing this guy's question, her attention was instantly diverted, and she subconsciously asked the same question.
"What?"
Seeing that his move had succeeded, Shirakawa's lips curled up slightly: "A calm mind brings coolness."
"Besides, I have the air conditioning on at home, so you just need to sit quietly for a while."
After she finished speaking, Yukinoshita stared at the other person in astonishment.
Why is she hot? Doesn't the other person understand?!
Or did this guy just throw away all his emotional intelligence today?
Thinking of this, she turned her head away and snorted coldly.
"Shirakawa-shiki, let go of me right now, or don't blame me for taking action later."
At that moment, she remembered that she knew Aikido.
Seeing that shameless face, she wished she could beat him to a pulp right now.
Upon hearing these lukewarm threats, Shirakawa chuckled to himself.
Take action?!
He really didn't expect that Yukinoshita could say such cute things.
After all, if someone really had the heart to do something, they usually wouldn't inform others beforehand.
Clearly, this was just a minor warning beneath the snow.
Even though he was thinking this way, he still pretended to be scared.
"Make a move? You absolutely mustn't make a move, Yukinoshita."
"Otherwise, my small frame can't withstand your rough treatment, after all, you've studied Aikido."
Judging from his tone, he seemed to be giving in. Yukinoshita's lips curled up slightly, and she said coldly.
"Since you know that, then sit properly and behave yourself."
"If you continue like this, I won't be polite."
Upon hearing this, Shirakawa chuckled.
"This is terrifying. Besides, a gentleman uses words, not fists. You, Yukinoshita, as a lady, should understand this, right?"
"If you make a move, my face will be disfigured, and that would be such a shame."
Despite his cowardly words, he maintained a calm and composed demeanor.
Her smooth face beneath the snow suddenly flushed pink at that moment.
Enraged, she raised her other hand and gradually clenched her little pink fist.
"Go to hell, idiot!"
Before she could make a move, Shirakawa swiftly reached out and grabbed her other hand.
Her two little hands were held in place as she struggled to break free, and the other person's face was directly facing her.
Their faces were only a few dozen centimeters apart, which made Yukino's expression freeze for a moment.
She found it hard to resist the other person's gaze.
So, she turned her head slightly stiffly and said in a deliberately cold and aloof tone.
"Let me go, Shirakawa-shiki."
"If you invited me here today with the intention of doing something improper, please forgive me for my apologies."
However, Shirakawa looked completely oblivious to what the other person was saying, as if he hadn't heard it at all.
Simply put, his cheek was moving slowly.
His gaze swept over the aloof young woman, whose delicate, snow-white skin revealed a healthy blush on her fair cheeks.
A short while later...
There was no response; the atmosphere seemed eerily quiet.
Yukino glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, her eyes initially showing obvious panic.
Then a hazy mist swept by, followed by a flash of memory.
In that instant, she thought of her previous attitude towards the other person, and all sorts of other things.
This guy.......
Chapter 132 Yukinoshita flees in panic
At this moment, the intense sunlight from the balcony shines through the shadows cast behind the building and onto the living room floor.
Beneath the snow, her clear, cold eyes were like a still pool, yet a faint, captivating light flickered within them.
After hesitating for a moment, Yukinoshita...
Upon seeing the face of this despicable idiot so close at hand, I finally let out a soft, wistful sigh.
Then, she closed her eyes slightly, as if embarrassed and resigned to her fate.
Seeing this, Shirakawa realized that Yukinoshita didn't seem to want to refuse him, and he had no intention of teasing her at that moment.
At this moment, Yukinoshita's expression and trembling eyelashes resembled a butterfly fluttering its beautiful wings.
Shirakawa gazed at the aloof girl with a hint of admiration.
The moment the other person closed their dark blue eyes and their frozen face relaxed.
Even her meticulously manicured eyebrows seemed to soften at that moment.
Her exquisitely crafted features are so striking that they create an unparalleled impact on anyone who sees them.
"Shiki-kun! I don't know this..."