My fiancée's girlfriends all have special skills

Taking advantage of his dream to do whatever he wants, Qingyou wants to try what it feels like to hold this slender and voluptuous female body.

And the moment Qingyou reached out his hand and felt Qingyou's warm embrace, Hitomi Shimamura's body tensed up again, but this time the nervousness was not out of fear, but out of excitement.

【Dream Wanderer】, it’s awesome!

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 large for Qingyou, he just took out a little bit from his private money - of course, the reward for the female anchor could not be given through 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 financial sponsor. After getting acquainted with Qingyou through private chats, she often sent him some welfare audios.

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.

Chapter 28 The Reward that Aili Promised to Qingyou

Qingyou returned to her private room, which had an attached bathroom. Qingyou usually took a bath here. The large bathroom at home was reserved for Aili.

Watching his back disappearing around the corner of the corridor, Ai Li's eyes were covered with a layer of slightly confused mist.

Recently, the frequency of strange emotions she has been experiencing when facing Qingyou has increased, which makes Aili wonder if there is something wrong with her.

Fortunately, she had more important things to consider, so her confusion was fleeting and she quickly got into the process of choosing clothes to go out.

Even until Qingyou came back from taking a shower, Ai Li still hadn't chosen the clothes she wanted.

"I think someone as easy-going as Ayano wouldn't be too concerned about what you wear," Qingyou suggested, trying to speak as gently as possible.

Generally speaking, friends of the same sex don’t care what their friends wear. Even if girls occasionally get jealous of their bestie’s beauty, this problem is not a problem for Airi and Ayano. After all, they are both impeccable beauties.

Ai Li shook her head: "No, she... rather than caring, it's better to say that this guy has always looked down on my fashion sense."

"what?"

"Ayano is essentially a very arrogant person, and she is very confident in her taste. In her eyes, I will probably just pile up luxury goods on myself."

As she spoke, Ai Li sneered. It wasn't so harsh that it made people feel gnashing with anger, but it was obvious that there was by no means no grudge between the two best friends.

It seems that something unpleasant happened.

Qingyou immediately comforted her: "I think it's okay. Miss may not know much about fashion, but she can definitely be generous and decent."

"Being generous and decent," Ai Li repeated sarcastically, "is the most basic requirement."

"Besides, the young lady is busy with her daily affairs, so how can she have the leisure to pay attention to the development of the fashion industry? Only students or girls with unimportant jobs would pay special attention to that aspect... Everyone has their own aspirations, and it is normal for them to have different opinions."

"Tsk."

Ai Li fiddled with the dazzling array of luxurious clothes on the hangers pushed by the stylist without commenting, and her mood relaxed as if she had received a massage.

"If you have trouble making a decision, I can help you choose."

"You?" Ai Li glanced at him in surprise, "Speak."

She doesn't think Qingyou knows anything about women's dressing.

Qingyou never gave her any advice in this regard.

But in reality, it was only because Ai Li remained strong in her life that Qing You did not say anything out of consideration for her emotional intelligence.

What does what the boss wears have to do with me as a worker?

But now the leader is hesitant about what to wear, and as subordinates we should know how to share his worries.

Qingyou recalled the experience he had gained from many ex-girlfriends in his previous life, cleared his throat and said, "First of all, it has to be black stockings."

"Tsk, you men seem to have a particular preference for stockings."

"But the eldest lady is really suitable. She is beautiful and has a noble sense of distance."

High EQ: noble sense of distance, low EQ: looks fierce and not easy to mess with.

Then Qingyou came to the mobile clothes rack and chose a tube top dress and a navel-baring suspender top.

"It adds a sense of layering to the upper body and makes the temperament more lively in daily life. It is suitable for going out with girlfriends."

Don't say it, it really looks like that.

Ai Li nodded at Qing You, who tactfully turned his back.

She wanted to change her clothes because she needed Qingyou's guidance. She couldn't just chase him away and then call him back, as that would seem too deliberate.

Even so, the stylist still smiled knowingly as he watched the interaction between the two.

The young lady and her husband have been engaged for three years, but they are still as shy as a couple who are just falling in love.

Soon, Ai Li changed into the clothes recommended by Qingyou, walked to the mirror, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

It was definitely not her usual flamboyant and formal style. Even her cold and serious face seemed to soften a little. For a moment, Ai Li even suspected that the person in the mirror was not herself.

Qingyoujun, you are quite capable.

Ai Li couldn't help but look at him, but found that Qingyou was still obediently facing away from her.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Oh, I was waiting for you to order me to turn around... Well, not bad, it works better than expected. It would be even better if you could add some small accessories."

Qingyou once again picked and chose in the stylist's equipment library and found a polka dot bow hairpin to install on Ai Li's head.

The slightly childish hairpin can just soften Chihaya Airi's sharp temperament.

When shopping, the atmosphere should be relaxed. It would be too incongruous if she acted as cold and aloof as she does in the company.

Qingyou was very good at helping girls dress up. In his previous life, he often dressed up a girlfriend in her boudoir with his own hands, making the girls feel satisfied. Then, under her loving gaze, the clothes quickly fell to the floor one by one.

Of course there is no subsequent part with Aili.