dream girlfriend come true

"I was exercising with a classmate, and the two of us were competing, so it became like this."

Enjoying the massage, Hoshimi looked relaxed and answered Aoyama Nanami's questions.

"Student? Compete?" Aoyama Nanami subconsciously relaxed the strength in her hands, she looked at the back of Xingjian's head, and asked with an inexplicably faster heartbeat: "Xingjian-kun, are you a girl?"

"Well, she is a very stubborn little girl."

"..." Qingshan Qihai's hand began to increase, she pursed her lips, and continued to ask pretending to be relaxed: "Xingjian Jun, why are you competing with her?"

"Guess, yes, a little bit down, yes, this is the place, um~~"

Aoyama Nanami who followed the instructions slid her hands down to Hoshimi's latissimus dorsi and massaged.

She withdrew her gaze, looked at Xing Jianyu's fair skin on her back, and said with lowered eyebrows, "Mr. Xing Jian, it must be the girl you played a wicked prank on, that caused her to compete with you, right?"

"Ahaha~ Qihai really understands me, she's absolutely right." Xingjian, who was lying on her stomach, confirmed with a smile.

"..." After hearing the answer, Qingshan Qihai lowered his head and unconsciously exerted force with his hands.

"Hiss~~It hurts~ Qihai, be a little lighter." The sudden pain made Xing Jian's eyes twitch.

The soreness of the muscles combined with the external pain stimulation, this soreness really made his brain tremble.

"Uh... Hoshimi-kun, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, are you okay?"

After hearing Xingjian's painful cries, Qingshan Qihai finally came to her senses, she quickly eased her strength, and apologized in a flustered manner.

"It's okay, just knead this place again, and it feels like the muscles in this area are almost stiff."

"Oh~oh~"

Qingshan Qihai responded twice, looked down at Xingjian's bare back and continued to massage seriously.

In a trance, Qingshan Qihai began to lose his mind again.

What happened to me just now?Why did my chest feel tight all of a sudden, as if something was stuffed into my heart, it was uncomfortably blocked, and then the strength in my hands increased uncontrollably, hurting Hoshimi-kun.

"Qami, go down a little further and massage your waist for a while."

"Oh~oh~"

Hoshimi's voice brought back Aoyama Nanami's thoughts, she recovered and massaged Hoshimi's waist seriously.

But for some reason, today she is always a little restless, always subconsciously thinking about some miscellaneous things.

In order to calm her mind, Aoyama Nanami decided to continue chatting with Hoshimi-kun.

She thought about it, picked up the previous topic, and pretended to be relaxed and complained: "Mr. Xingjian, you are always so wicked, you will not be able to make friends."

The comfortable Xingjian half-closed his eyes like a cat, he chuckled lightly, and said nonchalantly, "You can have as many fake friends as you want, but real friends depend on fate. It doesn't matter if you have friends or bad intentions." relation."

"Let's talk..." Xing Jian rested his chin on the sofa, moved his body again, found a comfortable position, and continued: "I still have a friend like Qi Hai, you?"

"..." Qingshan Qihai was taken aback, and her hands that were being massaged also stopped.

She looked at Xing Jian, and there was an indescribable emotion surging in her heart.

"Huh?" Seeing that Qingshan and Qihai were silent, Xingjian teased and said, "Qihai, could it be that you don't consider me a friend?"

"No... Hoshimi-kun... is my friend..." Aoyama Nanami said falteringly with eyes dodging.

"Well, I don't think this is Qihai's sincere words..."

"It's the truth, Xingjian-kun, you think too much... I really regard you as a good friend." Aoyama Nanami lowered her head, blushing and panicked in reply.

Xing Jian's brows and eyes frowned, full of joyful emotions.

Sure enough, it was more interesting for Qi Hai to tease her, if she teased her a little bit, she would become extremely flustered.

It's not like that arrogant little girl under the snow, if you tease her, she will come back with revenge before she spends the night.

Thinking of Xue Xia, Xing Jian suddenly remembered something.

He found the TV remote control panel from the gap in the sofa, and handed it back to Qingshan Qihai, "Qihai, turn on the TV for me."

"Okay, Hoshimi-kun." Qingshan Qihai, whose face was still flushed, took the remote control panel and turned on the TV, "Xingjian-kun, what do you want to watch?"

"Qihai, help me find videos of tennis matches. Don't want world-class ones, just some national competitions for high school students, or national competitions for junior high school students."

After saying that, Xingjian got up and went to the bedroom on the second floor, "I'm going to change into a pair of swimming trunks, Qihai, you are helping me massage the muscles on my lower legs, and my arms and shoulders are also a little uncomfortable, please come to Qihai later gone."

"..." Qingshan Qihai turned her head back, nodded with red earlobes.

She took the initiative to bring up the matter of massage. When Xingjian came back from exercising at night, she saw Xingjian collapsed on the sofa, so she offered to help Xingjian get a massage.

It's just that she didn't expect Xingjian to be so invisible, so she took off her shirt and lay down on the sofa waiting for her to have a massage, and now she was going to change clothes for her to give her a full-body massage.

The mood is a little complicated...

This is the first time she has massaged the opposite sex. Before that, she only massaged the shoulders of the female students in the same dormitory, and it was only the shoulders, no other parts. It is also the first time for a full-body massage like this...

But since I proposed it on my own initiative, I can't give up halfway...

"Tap-tap--"

After a while, Hoshimi, who was only wearing a pair of swimming trunks, came down from upstairs barefoot.

Hearing the crisp footsteps, Qingshan Qihai couldn't help but cast a glance at Xingjian.

Seeing Xing Jian's overly fair skin, Aoyama Nanami's hands began to tremble unconsciously.

"Qihai, here, I will use this later." Xingjian walked to the sofa and handed a glass bottle to Qingshan Qihai.

Qingshan Qihai who took the bottle looked at it twice, and asked suspiciously: "Xingjian Jun, what is this?"

Xing Jian, who had already started laying a yoga mat on the sofa, said without looking back: "Essential oil for massage, my father used to like essential oil massage, and some of the maids he hired were also good at this. I just went to live with the former maid I searched in my room, but I didn’t expect there to be essential oils left, so let me try it too.”

Saying that, Xingjian was already lying on the yoga mat that had been laid out.

He also brought a small pillow to put under his chin, so that he can watch TV more comfortably.

"..."

On the side, Qingshan Qihai, holding the essential oil in his hand, looked at Xingjian who had already laid down, his thoughts exploded in an instant, and he was in a daze.

Oil massage?

This... this...she is just a novice!How come you have to challenge such a high level of difficulty!

"En? Come Qihai quickly~" Seeing Qingshan Qihai not moving, Xingjian waved and greeted with a smile.

"...Oh~oh~ here we come..." With a blank mind, Aoyama Nanami sat beside Xingmi holding the essential oil in a daze.

She looked at Xingjian, then at the bottle in her hand, completely unsure how to operate it.

Xing Xing, who was lying on his stomach, glanced at the bewildered Qingshan Qihai from the corner of the eye, and his smile grew deeper. While watching the tennis match on TV, he commanded:

"Qihai, drop some essential oil on my back, and spread it evenly with your hands."

054. "The Depression of the Green Mountains and Seven Seas"

Under Hoshimi's command, Aoyama Nanami, who was stiff all over, completed each step like a robot.

"Okay, all that's left is to repeat the previous steps, Qihai, play it yourself, I can watch TV."

As he spoke, Xingjian squinted his eyes with dry lips and stared at the TV intently.

"..."

On the side, Qingshan Nanami who was given the command of "freedom to play" came back to her senses belatedly.

Looking at Xingjian's fair skin covered in essential oil, her face instantly turned blood red, and her whole body suddenly heated up.

Did she do it?She actually did such a thing.

Give Hoshimi-kun a full-body massage, doesn't that mean...

"Hmm~"

Qingshan Qihai's ten fingers moved slightly, she closed her eyes, not daring to continue thinking.

But although the eyes are closed, the nose does not fail. On the contrary, because of the temporary closure of vision, the sense of smell becomes more and more sensitive.

The scent of essential oils in the air hit her sense of smell almost every moment.

The viscous and rich aroma of essential oils mixed with other flavors makes Qingshan Qihai's thoughts start to turn unconsciously.

The fresh scent of tea tree...it's the scent of essential oils, very strong, very viscous, and the biggest part of the scent.

The second is a very elegant gardenia scent, which is the scent of her shower gel recently.

There is also a smell, very light, very light, a mixture of fresh fruit and trees, it smells like a fruit tree under the sun.

The flowers are blooming, the trees are growing, the fruits are swaying, the sun is shining...  

Looking around, everything is beautiful.

So, this must be Hoshimi-kun's smell.

With her eyes closed, Aoyama Nanami moved her nostrils slightly, and she stripped Hoshimi-kun's scent from the complex scent and inhaled greedily.

"Hmm~"

Suddenly, Qingshan Qihai seemed to realize the irrationality of what she did.

She lowered her head with a blushing face, and carefully massaged Hoshimi-kun's back with her hands stained with essential oil.

Time passed in silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Qingshan Qihai seemed to hear a slight snoring sound.

She opened her eyes cautiously, only to find that Hoshimi-kun had fallen asleep at some point.

"Hu~~"

She let out a long breath, and her heart, which had been beating at a high speed, finally returned to its normal frequency.

Listening to Hoshimi-kun's slight snoring, Aoyama Nanami first wiped her hands with a towel, and then picked up the remote control panel to mute the TV directly.

Then, she sat aside and stared blankly at Hoshimi-kun's sleeping face.

After a long time, Qingshan Qihai seemed to remember it, and she quickly took out her mobile phone to check the time.

It was already 8:30 in the evening. According to the past, she was already sitting on the return tram.

but now.....

Qingshan Qihai glanced at Xingjian and prepared to wait a little longer.