Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 636: The Real Champion?

Yieta stared at Ling'er's clothes without blinking, and the young man didn't pay much attention to it. He replied casually: "It's a swimsuit designed by Alice for me."

"Eh." The angel blinked: "So you put it on? I thought you didn't like this kind of swimsuit."

She was right, Lingge really didn't like it.

but.

"If you don't wear it, Alice will keep talking about it." Ling Ge said expressionlessly: "She is annoying."

Between sacrificing his looks and being annoyed to death by Alice, Linger chose the less harmful former. However, he did not expect Alice's conspiracy to be linked one by one. After tricking him into wearing a swimsuit, she tricked him into being a judge of a swimsuit competition. Although there was no big trouble in the process, the character of that guy who was afraid of chaos in the world was fully reflected.

"oh oh."

Yieta nodded repeatedly, looking thoughtful as if she understood something. Then she said something that the young man didn't expect: "Then Lingge, can you stand up and let me take a good look at your swimsuit?"

What do you mean?
Do you want to learn from Alice too?
Ling Ge turned around, with a little more vigilance in his eyes. Before this, only that woman could make him show such an expression: "What do you want to do?"

He did not deliberately tell other people about the Tianxin Church, so logically, only Metien and Alice, who lived together at the time, should have known about it. Could it be Alice, the big mouth, again?

"I didn't do anything." Yieta's expression was innocent: "I just wanted to take a look."

But there's really nothing to see.

Ling Ge was stunned for a moment, then he responded, "There is a small courtyard behind Tianxin Church, where I planted some easy-to-grow vegetables. But how did you know?"

"Nothing to see."

Ling Ge never expected that she would criticize him from this perspective, and in a sense, he couldn't refute it. He was speechless for a moment. Yieta was very proud, and the white feathers on her ears moved like a naughty tail: "Do you know you are wrong? Then let me see it!"

Ah this.

"Lingge," Yieta suddenly asked, "Have you ever done farm work before?"

This made Miss Angel very dissatisfied. She puffed up her cheeks angrily, like a little squirrel stuffed with acorns. "Why? When everyone has a swimsuit, they show it to Lingge, but when Lingge has a swimsuit, he doesn't show it to us. You are too selfish, Lingge!"

Lingge couldn't understand where her stubborn insistence came from, but he stood up helplessly and turned around, letting her see his swimsuit as she wished. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the young man always felt that the girl's eyes were always on his chest, abdomen and arms under his open shirt. When he wore casual clothes before, these parts were covered tightly by thick clothes, but only today were they exposed by the swimsuit, revealing some details to the girl.

Linger rejected her.

"Hehehe." Yieta grinned foolishly, as if she felt that she had discovered Ling'er's amazing secret: "Because your chest and abdominal muscles have signs of training, your wrists look like you often use farm tools, and there are a lot of calluses on your palms. The village chief said that these are important criteria for judging whether a person is good at farm work. He also told me that when I choose a husband in the future, I must choose this kind of diligent one, not the lazy one who loves leisure and hates work and is too lazy to even cultivate his own fields...ah, I didn't say anything, and you didn't hear anything!"

Only at the end did she realize what she had revealed, and she quickly covered her mouth, leaving only a pair of big eyes exposed, looking at Lingge cautiously. The clear blue seemed like a reflection of the sky, with clouds, petals and a young man's face floating in it.

Linger was silent, and then he remembered that before becoming the Angel of Wind in Avignon, Yieta had another identity, that is, an ordinary country girl in the Saizeriya field. At that time, the climate had initially warmed up, and the cultivation and planting of primroses were far from the prosperous level today. The fields extending out from the Saizeriya countryside were planted with local cold-resistant winter wheat varieties, and Yieta learned to do farm work and pursue happiness with her own hands. However, she was a young queen after all, so the heavy farm work did not leave any traces on her body. Her palms were as smooth as a newborn baby, and there was not even the thinnest callus on them. The young man only planted some vegetables in his backyard, and he had been trained to his current appearance.

He spoke after a while and asked, "So, you wanted to see my swimsuit just to see this?"

“Because I couldn’t see it before!”

Yieta was still grinning foolishly, and Lingge was speechless for a moment, but perhaps he was also a little relieved, at least this reason was much more normal, and Miss Angel did not show any tendency to get closer to Alice.

"If there's nothing else," he said, "I'll just keep reading."

"Oh... No, no! Wait a minute, Lingge!"

Yieta nodded first, then shook her head violently. After leaving such a confusing remark, she stood up and hurried back to the room. Standing outside the door, Lingge could hear the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, as well as the girl's mumbling: "Is it here? No. Is it here? No. It's really strange. I remember clearly putting it in the closet. Did I throw it away? Ah! It's here!"

She cried out in surprise, and the rummaging sound disappeared, replaced by a rustling sound that sounded a bit like... Linger frowned slightly. At this time, Yieta's cry came from the windmill tower room, as if she had just woken up from a dream. She shouted in panic: "Lin, Linger! You stay outside, no, don't peek!"

Sure enough. Linger had guessed what she was doing, but he neither tried to peek in nor turned around to act like a gentleman. Instead, he stood outside the door in his original posture. From here, he could vaguely see Yieta's white wings fluttering back and forth in the room, and then the long-sleeved shirt, shorts, underwear, panties, and socks that she casually threw on the floor... Isn't this guy too sloppy? Linger couldn't help thinking.

After a long time, a head finally poked out from behind the door, and then a fat quail ball moved its feet, squeezed out of the door little by little, and appeared in Ling's sight. The angel girl wrapped her body tightly with six white wings, with only her head exposed. When she noticed Ling's gaze, a striking blush floated across her cheeks: "Well, Ling, you showed me your swimsuit, so, so, according to the principle of fairness, I, I have to show you my swimsuit too!"

"This, this is what Alice designed for me. I thought, I thought I would never have the chance to use it..." She whispered to herself. The next moment, she finally made up her mind. She put on an expression of "I'm going all out" and opened all her wings with a swish. In an instant, the holy white feathers fluttered and fell like raindrops.

And in this rain of white feathers, the beautiful and youthful figure of the girl stood there like a summer cherry tree after the rain. She was wearing a sky blue suspender swimsuit with a ruffled hem, and a cute pair of panties of the same color with a beige bow tied on the left side, revealing her smooth abdomen and legs that were unnaturally brought together. Her left hand was stiffly pressed against her side, while her right hand passed under her chest, gently grasping the arm of her left hand, while also lifting up her petite breasts. Her blushing cheeks turned slightly away, and she stared at the door frame nervously, as if there was something worthy of attention there, with a shy and weak posture.

This is Yieta's swimsuit, and it is also the new image of herself that she wanted Lingge to see. Until now, she still has not forgotten that one of the reasons Alice persuaded her to agree to this swimsuit holiday was that "Lingge wants to see your swimsuit." What she thought she would never have the chance to accomplish finally reaped the results at this moment.

Linger's eyes stayed on Yieta all the time. The girl could feel his undisguised gaze sweeping over her cheeks, chest, abdomen, arms and thighs. His gaze was calm and admiring without any evil thoughts, but for some reason, it made her feel a burning sensation on the skin that was touched. She suddenly felt her breathing heavy and her head was dizzy. An inexplicable feeling gradually grew in her heart and was about to occupy all her thoughts.

Before she completely sank into the illusion, she only had time to ask the young man in front of her with a dry voice, trembling tone and vague expectation: "How is it, Lingge... Is my swimsuit good-looking? Compared with Sister Xiaoxia and the others?"

Oh, what am I doing? Why did I add that last sentence? It obviously has nothing to do with Sister Xiaoxia and the others! .
The girl's heart was in turmoil, her mind was in a mess, she was filled with regret and confusion. To put it in an exaggerated way, her eyes had turned into circles, she couldn't tell east from west or north from west. But at least she could sense that Ling'er's eyes had suddenly moved away from her, and then the young man turned around and spoke softly where she couldn't see, it seemed like he said something, but the voice was very soft, like ethereal mist.

"what?"

Yieta didn't hear clearly, so she asked again, her tone nervous. She was afraid that Linger's turning back meant that he was dissatisfied. Did he not like her current appearance because she was ugly? Sure enough, a weak and timid person like her, with neither a good figure nor temperament, how could she be qualified to wear such a beautiful swimsuit?

She couldn't help but fall into deep self-doubt, but at this time, the young man had repeated what he had just said, perhaps in order for her to hear it clearly, this time his tone was more forceful. So, through all kinds of messy thoughts and inexplicable ideas, the angel vaguely heard his voice, and heard what he said -

"One hundred percent."

"Eh!?"

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)