My fiancée's girlfriends all have special skills

Chapter 41 Shimamura Hitomi stole Qingyou's secret thoughts in her dream

After drinking the paste made from crushed compressed biscuits and heated up, Hitomi Shimamura's face regained much of its color and her eyes became moist and lively again.

Her facial features are very beautiful and she is the type that looks good even without makeup. It is very difficult for her to put on makeup, which means that if she wants to put on makeup, she needs a lot of experience to enhance Hitomi Shimamura's appearance.

Hitomi Shimamura said that every time she tried to put on makeup, she would be discouraged by the half-human, half-ghost appearance in the mirror. After so many times, she gave up the idea.

Qingyou took a wet wipe from the pocket of her outdoor jacket to wipe her face. Shimamura Hitomi thanked her as usual and looked at Qingyou through the white mesh of the wet wipe.

Senior, what will you do to me?
What happened in reality has changed. Bringing her to this cabin cannot be just for rest.

Dreams can magnify the evil thoughts in people's hearts. For example, Hitomi Shimamura's desire for Qingyou's hug was realized in her last dream wandering.

The cold outside seeped in through the cracks in the wooden house. Even with the fire, Shimamura Hitomi still shivered. She tried to put her coat back on, but Qingyou said first, "If you're cold, come to my place."

Seeing Qingyou open his arms, Shimamura Hitomi hesitated for a moment symbolically, said thank you, and moved over with secret joy.

The moment she touched Qingyou's chest, Qingyou's hands naturally wrapped around her waist from behind and climbed up flexibly.

The cashmere sweater that fits the body perfectly highlights the figure of Shimamura Hitomi. By the way, Qingyou has always liked this type of short but plump girls. He had a girlfriend in his previous life with a similar structure.

In my memory, when they were hatchet-cutting, the petite and plump girlfriend had separated his right hand.

"Hmm, Senior~" Being kneaded by Qingyou, Shimamura Hitomi couldn't help but make a charming sound, "Senior, do you like it here?"

"I like it." Qingyou put his nose close to the back of Shimamura Hitomi's head, lifted up the ends of her hair that were wet from crossing the cave, and kissed the girl's soft neck.

Hitomi Shimamura's body stiffened as if she had been electrocuted, and then quickly became hot.

The hug from my senior really does have a cooling effect!

Perhaps it was because it was too comfortable, coupled with Qingyou's active teasing, Shimamura Hitomi couldn't help feeling a little guilty, and couldn't help asking: "Senior, do you usually do this with Aili at home? Hers should be better than mine... um..."

Her comfort or my comfort?

Shimamura Hitomi was too embarrassed to say anything, but Qingyou quickly interrupted her with a look of annoyance: "Don't mention that red-eyed devil."

The other hand kept moving, continuing to enjoy the fullness and softness.

Red, red-eyed demon?!

It was the first time that Hitomi Shimamura heard someone call Airi like this. Usually everyone exaggerates Airi's red eyes as noble and beautiful, and how could they associate them with the devil? Moreover, this statement reminded Hitomi Shimamura of the red-eyed fruit fly she learned about in high school biology class, which was a bit funny.

More importantly, Qingyou's annoyed and sarcastic tone clearly showed that he was very dissatisfied with Ai Li.

She remembered what Ayano said during the day, asking her to bring warmth to a husband who was living a miserable life. And judging from what Qingyou said in his dream, it seemed that there was indeed some problem between him and Airi.

Thinking of this, Shimamura Hitomi's courage swelled, and she rubbed against Qingyou's arms, and said faintly: "Senior, if you have any unhappy things in your daily life, you can tell me. After all, you help me so much in school, and I have to share your worries."

As she spoke, Hitomi Shimamura grabbed Qingyou's hand and pressed it against her chest, signaling him to use more force.

She was no longer satisfied with gentle teasing.

Qingyou was almost in tears. Look, where did this little angel come from? She was afraid that because she was bullied by the eldest lady every day, she had subconsciously begun to imagine Shimamura Hitomi Plus in the form of a little angel.

It's a bit perverted, but it's actually a good thing. If Qingyou can enter such lucid dreams frequently, he will have someone to talk to, and it will be a risk-free person.

There's no way the red-eyed demon could come into his dream and arrest him, right?

Qingyou worked hard to perform his techniques, and soon, Hitomi Shimamura's eyes were misted over, her thighs subconsciously clenched and unclenched, and her body twisted restlessly in Qingyou's arms.

Taking this opportunity, Qingyou cupped her cheeks and bent down to kiss her.

Some people say that people cannot imagine things they have never known, but Qingyou felt that Shimamura Hitomi's soft and tender little mouth in reality was just like this. After a long time, their lips parted.

A crystal clear thread refracted the orange-red light of the fire, illuminating the girl's flushed cheeks.

Hitomi Shimamura put her hands on Qingyou's shoulders and lay on his chest, breathing heavily, like a good puppy who had just played Frisbee with his owner.

"Like it?"

"Yeah... I like it..."

It's more than just love, Shimamura Hitomi is so happy that she wants to turn into a cloud in the sky.

Senior, you are really good. Did you learn this skill from Sister Aili?

But he doesn't seem to be on good terms with Sister Aili now, and he even touches me in a dream where he can do whatever he wants, hmm...

Hitomi Shimamura thought of a saying, "Those who plant trees will enjoy the shade."

Just as she was thinking about asking for it again, the world started spinning in front of her eyes, and the next second Hitomi Shimamura woke up in the bedroom of her rental apartment.

The moon was dim outside the window, and the stars were sparse. In the distance, the sad cries of crows could be heard.

It took Hitomi Shimamura a long time to calm down. Suddenly, she grabbed her cell phone, edited a message and sent it to Kitahara Ayano.

[Ayano-chan, I will satisfy your request to seduce the senior and provide you with creative materials. Please, please keep it a secret and don't tell the young lady, please! ]

Without considering the predicament of being controlled by others, Ayano's suggestion is not bad. With her help, Shimamura Hitomi will have more chances to steal Qingyou's high-level catalyst.

The premise is that Ayano can really help her hide it from Airi.

When she imagined the scene of the truth being revealed and discovered by Airi, Hitomi Shimamura trembled. She was just a small character, and with her ordinary family background, she could not bear the wrath of the eldest lady at all.

……

In the bustling Shibuya, in a large flat on the top floor of a high-end apartment, Kitahara Ayano bent her legs, hugged her knees, and huddled in a swivel chair, drawing on a digital tablet.

The phone beeped, she glanced at it, nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at the monitor screen, where the male protagonist was flirting with a very attractive female character.

Obviously.

She couldn't draw this scene based on herself, because she herself had a B cup that was just right and she dressed fashionably. On the other hand, Hitomi Shimamura was born to be the prototype of the comic character Ju Ru.

After finishing several storyboards, Ayano nodded with satisfaction, stood up to rest, and checked the updates on her social media.

When Ayano saw Qingyou washing Airi's feet, she laughed out loud. Was this guy deliberately showing her the harmony of his family?
It's getting a bit sunny.

However, Qingyoujun's ideas are indeed different from those of most pedantic Tokyo University students.

How could an ordinary man wash his fiancée's feet and then post a tweet to show off?
Qingyou seems to not care at all about what others think, just like when he chose to be a teacher against all odds, which made many people in the upper class think he had no future.

Later, he achieved remarkable teaching results and was even invited by many prominent families to be a tutor for their children, but that is another matter.

Ayano stared at the blurred picture of the footbath for a while, then put on a pair of white silk over-the-knee socks, posed seductively, found the right angle to take a close-up of her feet, and sent it to Qingyou.

[A pair of jade feet that can unlock more functions - for the perverted foot control Qingyoujun]

In this regard, she is confident that she will not lose to Aili.

(End of this chapter)