My fiancée's girlfriends all have special skills

Chapter 27 Qingyou forms a conditioned reflex to the customized voice from the virtual anchor
Even though it was a dream, everything seemed clearer than reality.

Especially the touch of Qingyou's strong arms made Hitomi Shimamura so excited that she wanted to tremble.

Qingyou's figure is the type that looks thin when dressed and muscular when undressed. He is not the type of man with obvious muscles. Overall, he still has the handsome young man style that is popular among women in the island country.

But his body was full of strength. During the teachers' team-building outing, Shimamura Hitomi fell off a single-plank bridge, and Qingyou reached out and caught her easily.

At that time, Hitomi Shimamura wanted to stay in Qingyou's arms for a while longer, but she felt the eldest lady's piercing gaze from not far away.

Chihaya Airi participated in that event as a family member.

Had to give up.

Now, this is the secret area that Chihaya Airi cannot reach no matter what. Shimamura Hitomi completely relaxed and enjoyed Qingyou's tenderness wantonly.

Qingyou glanced at the test paper on the table and laughed to death. Do I still have to work when I’m dreaming?
of course not!
"Junior, it's not convenient to continue marking the papers now. Why don't you take a rest first and continue after the rain stops."

"Well... I'll listen to you, senior." Hitomi Shimamura responded vaguely. Whenever she was a little sleepy, she would make a super cute slurred sound. Combined with her cute face with a little baby fat and her extremely contrasting body, it made Qingyou unable to control himself.

Tsk.

If this wasn't a dangerous world full of yanderes, and Qingyou wasn't the male protagonist, then he would definitely be willing to marry a girl like Shimamura Hitomi.

She is well-behaved, simple, and kind. She is simply like an angel. Only an angel can tolerate the devil's temper. Would you like to be her best friend forever?

Gradually, Shimamura Hitomi's body became more and more relaxed, and the fullness pressed against Qingyou made Qingyou feel dry in the mouth.

As if she had noticed something strange about him, Shimamura Hitomi looked up at him, her charming and shy eyes meeting Qingyou's evasive gaze.

After hesitating for a moment, Shimamura Hitomi mustered up her courage and said in a voice as tiny as a flying insect: "Senior, do you want to touch here?"

The sudden explosive question and the weak tone that sounded like it was easy to bully instantly moved Qingyou, and he said without hesitation: "I want to."

Why be so reserved even in a dream?
What's more, Qingyou believes that having this kind of dream proves that he has suppressed too much anger recently, and he has to release it in his dreams. The more thoroughly he releases it, the more calmly he will be able to deal with the offensive of bad women during the day!
Besides, having been friends with Shimamura Hitomi for such a long time, Qingyou had to admit that he had had ideas about her figure for a long time, but he did not act on them for objective reasons.

Thus, Qingyou's pair of hardworking hands reaped the joy of a good harvest.

Then, the touch, sound and picture all came to an abrupt end.

Qingyou returned to his private room in Chihaya's residence. The night light at the head of the bed scattered a faint and comfortable light. However, his physical condition was definitely not comfortable, and could even be said to be very uncomfortable.

To put it simply - he was woken up by the pain.

Qingyou's body reacts easily, but it is extremely difficult to return to a state of calm and harmony. It cannot be achieved simply by having a romantic dream.

As Qingyou thought about the plot, his face suddenly turned dark.

No, I have to find a way to empty the magazine, otherwise I won’t be able to sleep tonight.

Soon he came up with a perfect solution.

After making sure the room door was locked securely, Qingyou turned on the computer and entered the hidden folder.

There are some audio files stored in it.

These files come from a virtual anchor.

Sometimes, Qingyou would watch the virtual hosts (vtb) on the Internet, listen to them chatting with the barrage, singing and playing games, which was quite interesting.

Compared to those big anchors who have a lot of followers, Qingyou prefers to interact with small Vs.

By chance, Qingyou came across a host with a nice voice, whose ID was "Mila". However, due to her introverted personality and the fact that her live broadcasts were not lively, the popularity of her live broadcast room was very low.

However, the sound of her games and occasional whispering unexpectedly had a good sleep-inducing effect.

Qingyou sent some gifts to Mira's live broadcast room. The amount was not big for Qingyou, just a little bit from his private money - of course, the reward for the female anchor could not be given from the public account of the Chihaya Group, unless Qingyou was tired of living. This money seemed to be very important to the anchor. Mira regarded Qingyou, a loyal fan, as an important sponsor. After getting familiar with Qingyou through private chat, she often sent him some welfare audio.

Qingyou didn’t quite understand the rules of the virtual anchor circle. He guessed that such behavior was against the rules, otherwise the anchors wouldn’t be so sneaky every time.

But those audios are awesome!
Now, they have become essential materials for Qingyou to cast spells every time.

Mira's charming voice seemed to have magic. Once it sounded in Qingyou's ears, he could not suppress the desire deep in his heart, as if it had become a conditioned reflex.

……

bathroom.

Qingyou washed his hands, exhaled a breath of foul air, and felt relaxed all over.

As for the used tissues, Qingyou put them in a special garbage bag and secretly found an opportunity to throw them away. He definitely would not put them in the trash can at home. If Chihaya Airi saw them, she would definitely hold her nose and criticize him severely.

Compared to the average passing adult male, Qingyou's amount is very terrifying. Maybe this is the ability that the male protagonist of a yandere work should have.

Today's shipments are even more incredible.

Maybe it was because not only was Mira's voice there to liven up the mood, but the scenes of Hitomi Shimamura in my dream were also replaying in my mind, which was a double enjoyment.

"Hiss, does this count as a betrayal of the agreement?" Qingyou fell into interesting thought. If it were based on Aili's strict standards, it would definitely count, but no one would know about this except himself.

This is the beauty of dreams, there is no need to consider the cost and consequences.

……

The next day, Saturday morning.

Just after returning from her morning run, Qingyou saw the eldest lady, who was usually still fast asleep at this time, already in the living room, pacing back and forth in front of the dressing mirror.

Accompanying him were a fashion designer and a stylist, both of whom were women employed long-term by the Chihaya Group.

When they saw Qingyou, they put on professional smiles on their faces and greeted her warmly.

"Good morning, everyone." Qingyou responded, and asked with interest, "It's just a stroll, why is it so grand?"

"Ayano and I haven't played together for so many years, so of course we have to be more formal. Besides, if we go to the mall, we might be photographed by reporters, and it would be embarrassing to look so shabby, which would bring shame to the "Chihaya" family name."

"Makes sense."

"You should also not be idle. Go take a shower, wash off your stinky sweat, and pick out some clothes."

"Does it stink? I think it's okay." Qingyou wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead with a towel.

A drop of sweat escaped the towel and slid down the boy's perfect profile. The sweat slightly soaked his sports shirt, making his posture look more upright.

Looking at this scene, Chihaya Airi suddenly felt a familiar strange emotion, and her eyebrows knitted up immediately: "I said it was stinky sweat, get out of here, don't hang around in front of me, otherwise..."

As there were people nearby who didn't know the situation, Ai Li didn't say it out loud. She just made a gesture as agreed with Qing You, reminding her that her salary would be deducted if she was dissatisfied again.

"receive."

Speaking of wage deductions.

Qingyou's movements immediately became agile.

We, the experienced ones in the workplace, are not sensitive to other things, but we must not take less salary.

(End of this chapter)