"No!" Kasahara Fumi quickly turned her head to the other side.
"It's decided, that's the reason. Stop being moody, or I'll really go in alone..." Fujiwara Reya mumbled as he altered their striking appearances to that of ordinary people. Of course, in each other's eyes, they still looked the same as before.
After finishing all this, he directly reached out and wrapped his arm around Kasahara Fumi's waist.
The soft, sexy waist didn't feel at all like the cold style, but he liked it.
Caught off guard by his embrace, Kasahara Fumi, holding an umbrella in one hand, nudged him with her head, "What are you doing!"
"Come on, we're a couple, what's wrong with hugging?" Fujiwara Reya looked at her inexplicably, "Besides, inside is a couple's tea house. If you don't let me hold you, do you want to go in alone and call for a host?"
"..."
Kasahara Fumi was rendered speechless.
Fujiwara Reya held her waist as they walked forward, "Let's go inside, Mrs. Fukaeri."
