She slowly got out of the quilt, lay down with her legs stretched out, and rested on the pillow, and everything returned to normal.

It's just that the crimson color on his face couldn't retreat.

The brain wandered for a while, and Yukinoshita gradually calmed down.

Why did Ryunosuke sneak onto his bed, uh, he climbed up by himself.

But why did I hold him?

And that's not right, didn't I sleep with my head facing the head of the bed?How is it upside down?

What the hell happened while you were asleep?

I don't know at all.

Although he knew that Ryunosuke would not mess around, Yukinoshita couldn't help pinching the chest of the nightdress.

Originally, as long as she woke up early, she could avoid all this embarrassment.

Unknowingly.

But for some reason, Ryunosuke got up at five o'clock, earlier than her.

Sure enough, Ryunosuke's greatness also has credit for his hard work.

In fact, the situation where Ryunosuke woke up first was so witty, how could she not have thought of it?

But it doesn't matter now.

What Yukinoshita didn't understand was, why did he turn upside down when he fell asleep?

Normal people can understand rolling from side to side while sleeping, but it is outrageous for me to be upside down.

What's more, there is another person next to it, how can it be turned upside down when it is not spacious?

After thinking about it, Yukinoshita still had to consider the worst outcome.

That is, this was done by Ryunosuke, and he just let it go after he did whatever he wanted.

But why did he have to turn himself upside down?

It takes so much effort and it is easy to wake her up. Wouldn't it be good for Ryunosuke to adjust the direction by himself?

Could it be that I did it on purpose to create it on my own initiative?

In that case, I'm afraid he would have already taken advantage of him.

Yukinoshita slapped his forehead, and retracted into the quilt again, wrapping it tightly, not even a single hair was exposed.

She admits that she no longer has her usual rationality, calmness and self-confidence.

This feeling of confusion has never been experienced before

----

Long Zhisuke walked out of the bedroom door, feeling a little dazed as he walked, not knowing what to do.

It stands to reason that when he gets up at five o'clock every day, he has to work for an hour first, then exercise, then wash, and then have breakfast.

But now he's at Yukinoshita's house, and he can't seem to work without a computer.

If wumm is working, it will stop working and you can read books.

But there are also problems with exercise. This is on a high-rise building, so there will naturally be movement and movement when exercising by yourself.

Will it disturb the residents downstairs?This is not good.

Perhaps, Yukinoshita's apartment is very high-end, and the floor and ceiling have anti-noise treatment?

Can't verify, or can only give up.

For breakfast, without Ayase, there will be Yukinoshita, so it doesn't matter.

Ryunosuke shook his head, ready to go to Yukinoshita's study to read some books.

Let's take a day off today. Anyway, the school is on holiday, so I can make up for it when I have time in the afternoon.

----

The beautiful morning was even more beautiful when Yukino came to the study and asked him to have breakfast.

Although Yukino was expressionless, Ryunosuke still smiled slightly.

He knew that Yukinoshita wasn't unhappy, but was just covering up his shyness.

After all, the voluntary devotion last night was because of love, and it was also because love fascinated her eyes.

Ryunosuke understands that people are not always rational, and sometimes when emotions are lacking to the extreme, they will be occupied by instinct.

That's why Ryunosuke will not take advantage of others.

He felt that Yukinoshita should think about it carefully. Today, Ryunosuke vowed to refuse it tactfully.

However, the feeling of nn being chased by girls is really great!

----

Ryunosuke happily followed Yukino to the kitchen.

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