My fiancée's girlfriends all have special skills

Besides, Ai Li was a little scared. Last time, she was dizzy and asked Qingyou to lick her feet. Not only was she rejected sternly, but she was also embarrassed by Qingyou's counterattack.

At that time, Ai Li apologized to him.

Come to think of it, it has been several years since I apologized to someone so sincerely.

Because she was really afraid that Qingyou would hate her.

So how long will it take for Qingyou's subjective consciousness to accept being stepped on? Ai Li is sure that Qingyou likes feet in stockings, but she is not sure how much she likes it, and she has to find all kinds of reasons. It's so annoying. It's better to play freely in the deep sleep of incense.

Ai Li never thought that one day she would also become an avoidant personality.

"Where do you like me to step on, little pig? Hehehe~"

She hummed some light music - it was a tune that Qingyou often hummed. Ai Li didn't even know what song it was, but she thought it was very nice - she tensed the arch of her foot, raised her calf, and probed Qingyou's body with her toes.

Here, there...

After walking around and observing Qingyou's micro-expressions, Ai Li confirmed that when her feet were placed on Qingyou's pectoral muscles, Qingyou's expression would be particularly enjoyable.

Let’s play around here first.

Ai Li glanced a little awkwardly at the... that was ready to go, and decided not to touch that side for now, as that side was the core dish of the meal and would be eaten last.

She didn’t know if it was an illusion or something, but she felt that Qingyou was so beautiful… It seemed strange to describe it as “beautiful”, but Qingyou did not make Aili feel disgusted or dirty, and she even had a little lofty appreciation for it.

Hehe, after all, it's Qingyou-kun who is the cleanest. Those common handsome guys have been used by who knows how many women. Ai Li doesn't want to use the same thing as other women. Qingyou is the best and a rare young boy in the circle, so it's Ai Li who should use him.

There happened to be some documents that needed to be processed urgently, so Aili held the tablet computer to handle the work, with her two slender forefoot stepping on Qingyou's chest muscles, following the rhythm of the humming tune.

Ah ~

It’s simply the most relaxing way to work overtime in the world.

The soles of her feet could feel his temperature, heartbeat, and somewhat rapid breathing. Sometimes Qingyou would let out an ambiguous hum, a sound that Airi loved very much, just like the "ding" sound of a successful extreme dodge in an action game, which gradually fueled her excitement.

Ai Li entered an unprecedented high-speed working state. She could finish a document that usually took more than half an hour to process in less than ten minutes.

Looking at the handsome man sleeping in front of her again, Ai Li was surprised to find that Qingyou's cheeks were actually slightly flushed.

"Oh my, it turns out that a certain little pig can also blush..."

Ai Li stretched out her finger and gently poked his face a few times.

One of the core reasons why Qingyou is recognized as an ascetic handsome man is that he rarely blushes or gets upset, and his emotions do not fluctuate greatly on his face.

This always troubles Ai Li, because she easily blushes or has watery eyes in front of Qingyou. In short, "I blush but you don't", doesn't it make me lose face?

Ai Li couldn't help but want to study the reason behind it.

The extensive experience in family business has given Ai Li good ability to summarize and generalize.

Come to think of it, during the last incense burning session, Ai Li didn't see Qing You blushing at all, even though she had done... that kind of thing to him.

If we follow the idea of ​​the control variable method, then she paid more attention to Qingyou's chest muscles this time.

Suddenly Ai Li understood, and stretched out her foot again.

The dim light brings out the mysterious texture of the smooth skin wrapped in black stockings. The arrogant young lady has the shyness of an innocent girl on her face, showing a side that is completely opposite to her usual majesty.

The round and soft toes moved repeatedly, and the sleeping handsome man frowned slightly, with a blush spreading to his face and neck.

really!

Really useful.

Ai Li couldn't help but feel proud. Tsk, those tasteless women always talk about men's abdominal muscles when evaluating them, but in fact, they are just like that. What's really interesting is the strong chest.

Qingyou's chest muscles are perfectly shaped, firm and balanced. Unlike those big guys in the gym who are overly strong, they are strong enough to give girls a sense of security, but are also very... very sensitive.

Judging from Qingyou's subconscious reaction in his sleep, he really likes being stepped on here by Ai Li.

It's so comfortable to step on it through clothes, if... No, no, no, let's expand the ways of playing next time. Good things should be enjoyed slowly.

Now, it's time to get down to business.

Ai Li's eyes moved towards the end of the bed and she moved her beautiful legs there.

"Qingyou-kun hasn't shown me his family secrets tonight, so I'll help myself."

Ai Li's increasingly skilled footwork gave her a full experience.

What surprised her even more was that Qingyou even spoke incoherently in his sleep during the process.

When Ai Li stopped to rub her ankle and rest, Qingyou suddenly spoke:

"Continue...more..."

!

Ai Li felt as if she had been electrified, as excited as a fish in the river being attacked by a new energy fishing rod.

"It's really strange, Qingyou-kun, you really do need me, right? You need me, right?"

Unable to help herself from leaning over and kissing his lips, Airi ignored her tired and sore ankles and started a new round of "Reverse Family Skills".

However, I want to ask, is the person Qingyou needs really Chihaya Airi?

Chapter 168: Too Happy Shimamura Hitomi Forgot Takagi Akane Was Still in Her Dream

"School girl, continue...ha, ha..."

This dream must be cherished, and the way to cherish it is to have it happen more than once.

Not to mention whether it would be possible to have such a long dream next time, this dream could come to an abrupt end at any time. If it were in reality, out of pity for Xiaotong's body... bah, there would be no such thing in reality.

Qingyou felt that he was a little confused, and it was no wonder that Meng Xiaotong was so real. It was as if the living Hitomi Shimamura, who was close to Qingyou's perfect imagination, was interacting with him.

It turns out that in my subconscious, Xiaotong is such a beautiful existence?

Perhaps the system assessed her potential charm to be equal to that of Aili, which made Qingyou imagine that Xiaotong, without her clothes, was like a perfect work of art made of jade, with every part of her body white and pink, making people want to savor her over and over again.

Hitomi Shimamura was also well-behaved and obedient. When Qingyou touched a part of her body that she couldn't stand, she just made a slight humming sound. She was afraid that Qingyou would misunderstand her, so she always said things like "Please continue, senior" and "It's okay for me".

Qingyou couldn't help laughing.

"Um, Senior, what are you laughing at?"

Hitomi Shimamura was a little nervous. After all, she had no experience in this kind of thing... and it was impossible for her to have any experience. She was afraid that she would do something that would make others laugh.

The tension brought...tension, which almost made Qingyou fall.

Qingyou immediately tensed the muscles in his waist and abdomen to stabilize the situation, then reached out and pinched Shimamura Hitomi's face.

"I'm smiling because I'm very happy. Hitomi is the best."

"Well……"

Shimamura Hitomi couldn't remember how many times she had this high-level dream. Qingyou had been asking for more, so she had to obey. Her attitude towards her powerful seniors was to obey. She already felt obviously uncomfortable, but since it was just a dream, it didn't matter. She could only seize the time and get more.

The two people reached a surprising agreement on their ideas.

Until the Dream Wanderer's energy was exhausted, Hitomi Shimamura opened her eyes tiredly, stared at the ceiling for a long time, and finally came out of the dream experience.

"so good……"

She murmured, rubbing her belly.

The territory was flat and smooth, and had never been invaded by anyone, but it still retained something that belonged to the predecessors.

It’s just like a dream... Bah, it’s just a dream!

Hitomi Shimamura didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The overly beautiful dream seemed to make her stupid.

She looked at the watch. It was not yet four in the morning. The sky was filled with the faint light of the early morning. She felt that she probably would not be able to sleep, so she got up and made herself a cup of black coffee.

The small hard plastic package contains concentrate, which becomes iced coffee when poured into cold water.

The brand is a niche brand that Qingyou likes. Qingyou recommended it to her. Qingyou said that black coffee is a very good drink. It promotes digestion while slightly blocking absorption. It is most suitable for people who want to lose some weight. The disadvantage is that many people think the taste is too bitter and astringent.

But this is not a problem for Hitomi Shimamura, as her taste in food and drink always overlaps with Qingyou's.

After looking at the scenery outside the window for a while, Hitomi Shimamura drank up the black coffee and took out the laptop from the suitcase. She brought this computer originally intending to handle work in her free time. However, Qingyou always taught her not to handle any work during the holidays, otherwise her colleagues at school would think that she was a pushover who would disturb and trouble her during the holidays. If someone was so blind as to send you an email asking you to do work, she should just pretend not to see it.

So she didn't take out her notebook to do any work until the fireworks display was over. She had to listen to the advice of her seniors, and besides, Hitomi Shimamura's work style had indeed become a lot more tough recently.

At dawn, taking it out was certainly not because her soul as a corporate slave had suddenly awakened. Hitomi Shimamura was planning to write a diary, a diary to record this high-level dream.

Who would write a diary if they were serious? What, the dream just now was not serious? That's fine.

After all, I bought the stone from Akane Takagi once, and I don’t know when I will buy it again. It is a completely uncertain catalyst channel. Therefore, I have to record the beautiful dream and keep it for aftertaste. It was the same before. If I had some accidental ambiguity with my predecessors in life, I would also write it down and use it as a spell material to taste it many times...

Hitomi Shimamura wrote furiously until dawn.

A diary with more than ten thousand words came out, and every word was her most intense and intuitive feelings. After finishing it, she felt blushing and her heart was beating fast when she read it, and... well, she wanted to have sex again.

In her dream, she received full satisfaction from Qingyou, and even felt pain, but in reality, she only slept for half a night. Well, no problem, it won’t cause any impact on her health!

Thinking of this, Hitomi Shimamura became happy before breakfast.

She vaguely felt that she seemed to have forgotten something important, but couldn't remember it, so she put the thought aside for the time being and let herself be overwhelmed by the joy.

……

"Uh uh uh ah! Shimamura Hitomi, I'm going to kill you, I...eh?"

Accompanied by the ghostly screams of the ha-ren, Takagi Akane jumped up from the bed, and suddenly froze, looking around nervously.

There was no red dot of the camera, nor was there a proud young lady standing by the bed with her arms folded, looking down at her as if she were scum.

...So this lucid dream wasn't a trap for her?

Takagi Akane broke out in a cold sweat. Otherwise, her behavior in the dream, reflected in reality, would definitely be sufficient evidence of her guilt.

After all, given the current extent to which the Chihaya family needs the Takagi Group, even if the evidence is irrefutable, Genichirō might still lend a hand. This old man is very shrewd and will seriously ask his daughter to distinguish between the primary and the secondary.

But that is not the way Takagi Akane wanted the plot to develop. What she wanted was a decent, comprehensive, and point-to-point victory, rather than self-destructing so quickly, which would be boring.

She just wanted to stick to Qingyou in a reasonable way and not do anything out of line, just to make Ai Li uncomfortable.

Fortunately it was a false alarm.

Takagi Akane checked her condition and found that almost her whole body was soaked with sweat, so she hurried to the bathroom.

Halfway through the run, her steps became strange.

wrong.

Not only sweat, but also...

"Wait, wait, this isn't right... There's nothing in the dream that could make me feel anything, right? Why is that?"

She is messy.

Combined with the last time, when I was controlled by Qingyou's words, I felt that kind of joy from the bottom of my heart.

Could it be that I have that kind of personality in my bones?

Don’t be angry about that kind of thing!

After trying his best to cultivate the ability to manipulate others, he ended up awakening to such a niche hobby?

Akane Takagi held her head, turned on the cold water to the maximum, and took a refreshing shower.

Trying to calm myself down...

The current situation was very confusing. Not to mention her own strange XP, the truth behind this dream alone was enough to give her a headache.

Chapter 169: The new character who is about to appear forces Qingyou and Ai Li to sleep in the same bedroom

Qingyou got on the plane and fell asleep immediately.

For some reason, my sleep quality was extremely poor last night. This shouldn't be the case. According to normal practice, having a lucid dream shouldn't affect my energy in reality.

Ai Li gave up the prestigious exclusive first-class cabin and took the seat next to Qing You. When he fell asleep, she rested her chin on her little fist and stared at Qing You's sleeping face with boredom.

Ah, I was bullied last night, and I feel weak all over. I like to see Qingyou look weak.

In addition to blushing, Ai Li also likes to see Qingyou's lips turn slightly pale. She thinks this is a very strange habit. However, it seems that Duoduo bullies Qingyou during the incense burning time at night, so Qingyou can be seen in this state during the day.

It's time to burn incense.

They watched all the way until the plane landed, and Qingyou woke up yawning.

Come on, revive with full blood!

The young man is in good health. No matter what kind of exercise he undergoes, he can recover by sleeping.

"Good morning, senior!"