My fiancée's girlfriends all have special skills

Chapter 232 Ayano suggests Qingyou to use Fengyoujing to disguise
The mattress was big enough. Qingyou hugged Ayano, their eyes looking into each other's, their hands moving in circles, not feeling the cramped space at all.

The layout of this abandoned house is consistent with Qingyou's perception of a warm home, and there is no musty smell common in old houses. It is estimated that someone is hired to clean it regularly.

Although Miss Kitahara seems to be tightly bound by her family, she has actually already found a way out for herself. She can use her superpowers to fight back violently, or she can go to a secret base to escape from the world.

It was quiet here, without the background noise common in urban environments, and Ayano listened to Seiyou's heartbeat, trying to find any signs of acceleration or deep pulsation.

Will Qingyou-kun have any surprises in the secret base?
In order to seduce Qingyoujun, she told him all the very private and personal things. The witch grandma is a friend that Ayano never mentions to anyone, including the fan who maintains network security for her.

As for the pause in time, I will tell Qingyou sooner or later, but not now. I have to be cautious in revealing my inner thoughts. The little fox is always scheming when it comes to hooking up with men.

"Hurry up and choose the clothes you like, Qingyou-kun. You can also choose any stockings. They are all here. Anything is fine." Clothing is also an important part of combat skills. Ayano feels that the items in the wardrobe cover a wide range of XP, and there must be something that Qingyou likes.

Unexpectedly, Qingyou shook his head and said, "No, it's fine like this now."

"Ok?"

"Some girls look good in simple clothes, without much decoration."

"Your words make me very happy, Qingyou-kun, I hope this time..."

Ayano showed a smile of enjoyment and anticipation, and suddenly leaned close to Qingyou's ear and whispered, using...

The ears are the part of Qingyou that he likes to be taken care of, as can be seen from his dependence on Mira, and Ayano now has a richer and more multi-layered sensory experience than just listening to music with headphones.

comfortable.

But why is she so persistent about... Qingyou doesn't understand it a bit. Fortunately, Ayano's behavior has always been eccentric, so it's normal for her not to understand.

And Qingyou was not trying to please her when he said that. Ayano was really suitable for this kind of simple outfit. She was elegant and conservative but doing the most daring things.

As for stockings and the like, there is still a long time to come, so you can unlock them later, there is no need to rush.

The prelude is getting better and better, Ayano takes the initiative to fight, and the battle is tense and difficult to separate.

The accumulated happiness made Qingyou feel a little painful. He had a little idea of ​​the difficulty of Mira-chan's challenge, but no matter what, he didn't have to worry about the end. He could torment Ayano without any scruples and see her deflated expression in this secret base that no one knew about.

……

Half an hour later.

Obviously, this is not Qingyou's limit, nor is it Ayano's limit. Her physical fitness is not that good, but she is not so fragile.

The woman's breathing was disorderly, and her eyes were not to be trifled with.

"Am I so bad? I make you, so...bored!"

"I'm feeling good today, probably."

"Not just today!"

Ayano's voice was clearly broken.

Unexpectedly, her eyes became moist, which surprised Qingyou, who was watching the show with a serious look on her face.

No, sister. Are you crying now?
Qingyou wondered if her self-esteem was really hurt. It seemed that Miss Kitahara's self-confidence in a certain field had risen to the level of personal dignity. If you didn't give her the goods, she would feel uncomfortable all over and it would be the darkest moment of her life.

What kind of rich girl would have such a dark moment, may I ask?
Add to that the phrase "using OO to dispel the shadow of childhood", and it's really abstract to a certain extent.

"Okay."

Qingyou sighed softly and tried to pull Ayano's hand, but Ayano turned her face away and her body also tilted.

When a woman doesn't want to face you, it's best to fulfill her wish. The professional approach is to hug her from behind, even if she struggles. When she has no strength left to struggle, the warm harbor built by her arms and chest will show its superiority.

"I've already told you that I'm not unhappy, it's a condition problem. Maybe I have some OO difficulty, and I haven't been to the hospital for a check-up." Qingyou lied.

Ayano didn't speak, she just sobbed quietly. Qingyou kissed her neck from the side, and she couldn't stand the itch anymore. She turned her head to look at him, looking coquettish and angry, but Qingyou kept kissing her nose, face, and lips.

At the same time, Qingyou hugged her tightly, to the extent that the girl felt a little suffocated but not uncomfortable. His big hands firmly grasped her fair and delicate shoulders.

"I know you're worried that I won't enjoy it, but how could that be? Even if we take a step back, scientific research shows that men's happiness doesn't necessarily require reaching the end." Qingyou murmured in her ear, "Just be happy, and don't let your imagination run wild, okay?"

"..."

There seems to be an iron rule in any field: any hard training will pale in comparison to a gifted person. Qingyou is gifted in flirting, so Ayano's efforts and arrogance are all pale in comparison. She wants to rub her entire soul into Qingyou's body.

After an unknown amount of time, the mattress was so messy that it was almost impossible to sleep on. However, people usually don't care so much afterward, especially since Ayano was almost lying on Qingyou.

Just as Ayano closed her eyes and was about to rest her chin on Qingyou's chest to fall asleep, Qingyou suddenly checked the time on her phone.

"It's time for me to go back."

Ayano suddenly stiffened, her breathing became heavier, and the feeling of emotions spreading in her chest was overwhelming.

The eldest lady’s husband is coming home.

"It's already this late, sleep with me for a while, and then we'll go to school together."

"That won't do. I promised her that I would let her see me when she wakes up. It will be very troublesome if I can't do that."

Qingyou didn't say anything else, but the meaning was clear. Ayano regretted that she had promised Qingyou so solemnly that she would only be responsible for making him happy and avoid all troubles. But what she said was like water spilled, and she had no extra steps to back down.

After hesitating for a while, Ayano's eyes flashed a hint of resentment at an angle that Qingyou couldn't see, and then she suddenly attacked Qingyou's neck with her delicate thin lips and planted a strawberry in it.

Qingyou grimaced in pain and used the selfie function on his phone to look in the mirror. He suddenly became worried. What should he do?

"Waste Controller, is there a function to consume energy points to eliminate strawberries?"

"No, host~" the system said with a tone of obvious gloating, "We suggest you buy a bottle of Fengyoujing on your way home and apply more, so that it can be disguised as a mosquito bite."

“…You are truly a genius.”

Qingyou patted Ayano's butt, signaling her to get up. She stood up weakly with a cunning look in her eyes. The halo of dawn dyed her body porcelain white, like a little fox that was about to become an immortal.

(End of this chapter)