"How do you feel?"
"Quite, quite good..."
"Do you want me to help?"
"Sakura..." Hanamaru Hanabi clutched his clothes tightly, her voice suddenly becoming so shy it was barely audible.
Uesugi Sakura whispered softly, "Do you want it?"
Her hands grasped more tightly at his chest, her face blushing like a fever, and she lowered her head more deeply:
"Okay..."
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Knock, knock!
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Uesugi Sakura sensed that Hanamaru Hanabi, who had closed her eyes with a red-hot face, instantly tensed up.
"Sakura..." She was very worried.
"Don't make a sound, just pretend to be asleep."
Seeing no response, she opened the door and Mrs. Hanamaru saw with her eyes that the two of them were still asleep in bed:
"Sakura, Hanabi, why are you still not up?"
In her mother's arms, Hanamaru Hanami was sitting curiously looking at the big bed.
"Didn't Hanabi just wake up? Hmm... well, she's been a sleepyhead since she was little."
