My fiancée's girlfriends all have special skills

Chapter 327 Brother, you and Sister Tong are having a big time
The sudden rain stopped temporarily, and Ayano lay on Qingyou, completely exhausted. However, her eyes were bright, filled with the joy of exploring new things.

Ayano didn't know how to describe that kind of beauty. It seemed to be able to dispel all the troubles in the world. At least she was not angry with Qingyou for the time being. She had a rare moment of peace and tranquility. If she were asked to draw this material into the comics, perhaps she could partially restore that moment of bliss through storyboards, light and shadow, and the heroine's form and movements.

"By the way, what are those Xiaotong and Ai Li you just mentioned?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about."

"It's 'One of the unique skills that Airi, Hitomi, and I each developed when we were in the first year of junior high school and participated in the newly opened amusement park of the Chihaya Foundation.'" Qingyou accurately repeated what Ayano said some time ago, like a teacher leading students to study a great book in an economics or politics class.

"It doesn't matter. Is it important?"

"It's not that important. I'm just curious about what the unique skill is."

"It's from Curious Xiaotong."

"If you tell me about Ai Li by the way, I have no objection."

"...Qingyou-kun."

"Eh."

"Be a human being."

How come the first thing he said after the affair was to care about another woman? Is this really something a decent man would do?

Ayano would rather Qingyou light a cigarette and then enthusiastically start talking about tobacco craftsmanship - although smoking is not allowed in this exhibition hall - there is nothing wrong with being a little off the mark. Ayano herself has a mysterious personality, and so does Qingyou. She quite likes this about Qingyou, but she doesn't like Qingyou asking her about Xiaotong.

However, being straightforward and jealous does not suit her temperament. It can be said that Ayano also has the burden of being an idol, or it can be said that everyone has this thing, unless they are a very small number of people who are born with super thick skin or transcend the secular standards of judgment.

"Want to know? Fill this up and I'll tell you."

Ayano shook a 100 ml cosmetic bottle in front of Qingyou's eyes. Her voice had a slightly frosted texture due to the intense exercise just now, and it sounded like a fuse that ignited a fire in the dark air.

Qingyou estimated based on his own experience that this bottle should be able to be filled twice. The lunch break was neither short nor long, and some of it had already been used up. If he attacked faster and more leniently in the future, and slightly ignored Ayano's tolerance, he could definitely do it without delaying the afternoon classes.

"Then I'll be a little more aggressive, can you handle it?" Just in case, Qingyou confirmed with Ayano first.

Ayano's stubborn expression proved that this kind of confirmation was meaningless to her. After all, she was a master in the field of xx. If you questioned her tolerance, it was like questioning her life, just like some games could not have a skip button.

So Qingyou is welcome.

……

Sometimes Ayano would wonder, if she could eliminate some of the distracting thoughts in her mind, would her life be much easier?

And today, I passively experienced the feeling of pure mind on Qingyou. Ah, it turns out that Qingyou had been under great pressure before and was not satisfied at all. It can even be said that he did not use any strength at all. It was only under the stimulation of Ayano's provocation that his true self was revealed.

Strong, wild, with super functions and unquestionable dominance, Ayano's mind cannot accommodate anything else. Ah, it would be nice if she could just drown in happiness like this. As long as she can enjoy the peace and tranquility with all her strength, it doesn't seem to be so important whether he loves her in his heart. Kitahara Ayano, do you really need something as illusory as "love"?
Ayano even experienced a brief dizziness. When she came to her senses, she found herself lying on the carpet in a mess, with her body and the carpet all dirty. However, Qingyou stood not far away, buttoning his shirt, as if nothing had happened.

"Aili is so happy."

"how you said that?"

"She will do these things with you sooner or later, and you can enjoy them every day. Oh, I'm so envious~"

"Nothing substantial happened between us. I told you." "Really? I thought you were talking nonsense."

"Fidelity. By the way, you are like this...oh, I have a plan."

Qingyou simply wrapped Ayano with a carpet. Ayano felt that Qingyou probably picked her up - not hugged her, but carried her like a bag of vegetables bought from the supermarket or a big bag of renovation and construction waste, took her downstairs, and threw her into some small space.

"Where is this place?"

"I'll push the cart in the corner of the first floor for you. Push it to the sporting goods warehouse, and then ask someone to get you a towel and wet wipes. It will be so uncomfortable if you don't wipe off the sticky stuff."

"..."

Should we say that this guy is considerate or inhuman?

Ayano felt that if it was a tryst with other women, Qingyou probably wouldn't have handled it so roughly.

However, she quickly turned her attention to another pressing issue.

"Who are you going to get the towels?"

"Of course it's my dear sister. Why, do you want your good sister Aili to deliver it to you personally?"

"Ahaha, it's possible if you can do it."

"Go away. If Airi were around, you would definitely cower. Oh, not only cower, but also pretend to be calm."

"..."

Ayano found that Qingyou often left her speechless recently, but she was not angry. She really liked having someone close to share secrets with, instead of "hurting" each other by nagging every day. After all, the distance between best friends was too far, and the distance between lovers was just right.

Of course, there was no one in the sports warehouse at this time. Not long after, Qingyou met Jiashu at an inconspicuous side door. Jiashu was holding an opaque cloth bag with a wet towel still warm inside. He asked Ayano to wipe it clean and then put Ayano's dirty one-piece stockings underneath and covered them with the towel. Perfect!

After handing the things over, Jiashu leaned close to Qingyou's ear and whispered mysteriously, "Brother, you and Sister Tong are having quite a big time."

"…That's not your sister Tong."

"Eh?" Jiashu was a little surprised. "I thought brother would be unable to resist showing some love to sister Tong during lunch break. After all, brother kept repeating her name in his sleep."

"Did I? Don't lie to me, kid. This isn't funny."

Qingyou looked at Jiashu for a moment with the sharp eyes of a detective, and confirmed that she was serious before explaining: "The older child is just mumbling for fun because he doesn't know better."

"Hee~Brother, don't be nervous. I don't object to you doing this kind of thing. Didn't I say it a long time ago that I support you in finding more lovers? Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of your good looks?"

"No, the first time you told me this, you were still in elementary school, and I didn't take it seriously at all."

"Then you can take it seriously from now on, brother. If you have similar problems in the future, just ask me for help. Hehe, I'll go find my classmates first. I have home economics class in the afternoon."

"Go ahead, but remember to be careful not to poke your hands while sewing."

"Okay."

(End of this chapter)