My fiancée's girlfriends all have special skills

Chapter 5: Qingyou becomes Ayano's interview subject

Qingyou's eyes must be filled with horror and panic at this moment, but Kitahara Ayano seems unable to detect it. Perhaps it is the effect of time suspension?
In short, there was an exploratory look on her face as she slowly unbuttoned the first button of Qingyou's shirt.

Then came the second, the third...

Reaching out and pulling the collar to the sides, Qingyou's well-trained and strong chest muscles were revealed in front of Kitahara Ayano.

The beautiful boy, who was originally well-dressed and even a bit abstinent, suddenly had a hint of charm.

It is not uncommon to see handsome men showing off their bodies in similar outfits on the streets of Tokyo. However, in Kitahara Ayano's eyes, those men are as primitive and boring as wild animals on the African grasslands.

Qingyou gave her a completely opposite impression. Beneath his polite appearance, he hid an interesting soul. Yes, Kitahara Ayano's intuition told her that Chihaya Qingyou was the last piece of the puzzle for the most important painting in her career.

"Okay, let me see how to depict the protagonist's body lines... I'm sorry, Aili, for using your beloved fiancé without your consent. But I'm sure you won't agree. This is your personal property, and you would never want to share it with others, even your best friend. I have no choice but to use some despicable tricks. I'm really sorry... I don't have much time left..."

Kitahara Ayano muttered to herself, as if she was trying to brainwash herself to get rid of her sense of guilt.

Her hands carefully and meticulously caressed and felt every inch of skin. It was obviously the first time that Ayano had such close contact with the opposite sex. Her nervous and trembling reaction, as well as the abnormal blush on her cheeks, all proved this.

As expected of a girl who grew up in a literary and artistic family and was pampered, her skin was as delicate as mutton-fat jade, and her clumsy techniques constantly stimulated Qingyou's nerves.

She deliberately avoided looking at Aili beside her. At this moment, the expression on Aili's face was frozen, and her eyes still showed the teasing intent from the conversation with Qingyou just now, but she had no way of knowing it.

Stop, stop it, you bastard!

Qingyou screamed in anger in his heart, but it was of no avail. Although his consciousness was able to move, his body was completely controlled by the influence of time stop and could not move at all.

Kitahara Ayano was not satisfied with just the pectoral muscles.

"Hmm, his abdominal muscles...are amazing. They feel very elastic when you poke them."

"Your waist is quite thin, and you look very powerful. Ah, I really want to see Qingyou-kun exercising."

When you say exercise, do you mean serious exercise?
Qingyou found himself unable to resist and simply complained silently.

And try to extract useful information from Kitahara Ayano's soliloquy.

According to the information currently available, Kitahara Ayano seems to be using him as the subject of the "ultimate painting". She is well aware of her best friend Chihaya Airi's strong sense of territory, so she uses her special ability (?) to get the opportunity to collect materials.

You are so confused, Miss Kitahara!

If I ask Aili for help, why can't we find the world's top male models? Why must we pluck the wool from a sheep that is not fat at all?

In an instant, Qingyou thought of another terrible possibility. Could it be that it was the fate of being the male protagonist and the wonderful charm that attracted Kitahara Ayano?
Qingyou suddenly regretted attending this dinner. The beef Wellington was delicious, but it was not worth it to be targeted by Kitahara Ayano.

While he was lost in thought, Ayano's exploration continued.

"Let's just finish reading it. Next..."

Ayano put her knees together, her floral dress covered her slender thighs, leaving only a part of her white ankles exposed. Her ankles were like delicate and ingenious creations of the gods, and against the backdrop of white socks, they looked as beautiful as sculptures.

However, the expression on the face of this beautiful Tokyo talent is one of anticipation and nervousness at the same time.

“How can I see it conveniently…”

Ayano came closer to observe, and her warm breath hit Qingyou's body, making him feel at a loss. The desire hidden in his soul was gradually aroused by Ayano's bold behavior. You know, Qingyou was a person who fought on Valentine's Day night in his previous life. His body was so good that it was not like a human. He changed his ways after being crossed by the hatchet, but this does not mean that his instinct will disappear.

It just so happened that Airi had been teasing him recently, and he was already very angry. At this moment, he felt Ayano's breathing, and they were in such an ambiguous position.

Ayano's body fragrance, mixed with the unique aroma of the lemon leaves thrown into her wine glass, lingered in her fresh breath.

Qingyou's body moved.

But it didn't move completely.

Ayano covered her mouth in surprise, looked up at Qingyou, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was still in a completely still state.

Looking him up and down, he couldn't help but admire him.

Well, that’s awesome…

No wonder Ai Li was conquered by him, this man is indeed not simple.

After admiring it for a long time, Ayano hummed with satisfaction: "Well, it's of excellent standard, very suitable as a template for the protagonist, and also in line with the theme that the work should convey."

No, ladies.

What on earth are you going to draw?!
Qingyou began to doubt the nature of Miss Kitahara's "ultimate painting", and always felt that it was not very serious.

However, what is more worrying now is whether Kitahara Ayano will do something even more outrageous to him.

Fortunately, Kitahara Ayano glanced at the lady's watch on her left wrist and murmured as if she had just woken up from a dream: "It's about time... Let's stop here today and look at other things next time."

Will there be a next time?!
Qingyou wanted to cry but had no tears.

Fortunately, today's torture is over, and Kitahara Ayano didn't seem to notice that he was still conscious during the time pause.

"I have to stay away from this woman from now on and try not to give her the opportunity to repeat her old tricks!" Qingyou decided secretly.

Kitahara Ayano began to clean up the "crime scene", buttoning up her shirt one by one, and even straightening the wrinkles of the clothes back to almost their original state.

It can be said that it is a blessing in disguise, because Qingyou quickly thought that if the time pause was lifted, Qingyou would open his arms and look like a Shibuya host, and he couldn't imagine how Miss Aili would react.

"Well, this should be fine!" Kitahara Ayano muttered and immediately left the box.

After a moment, Qingyou regained control of his body.

"What else? Ayano certainly won't destroy my marriage. After all, she is..." Airi continued the topic before the time stop, but stopped abruptly. Her eyes moved downwards and her expression became strange.

Qingyou looked down and his heart skipped a beat.

I have to say that the quality and hidden talents of this body are even better than those of my previous life.

However, under today's special circumstances, it is hard to say whether this is an advantage or a disadvantage that may cause misunderstanding by the red-eyed demon.

"Ah, we were talking about Ayano-chan, and the special session that underground avant-garde artists provide to male models. I didn't expect someone to become like this. What's going on?" Airi crossed her legs, her arms folded across her chest, her playful eyes containing cold anger, "I need an explanation, Qing~you~jun!"

(End of this chapter)