My fiancée's girlfriends all have special skills

Chapter 139: Airi's poor imitation of Xiaotong
Qingyou began to enthusiastically analyze the artistic characteristics of Teacher Tu Shengdie, using the most exaggerated words.

During this process, Ayano's expression was visibly broken, and she seemed to be about to blush, but she was a professional in the book world after all. How does one say that? "Professional players should be able to control their emotions well," and Ayano did it.

"Keep your art analysis in your notebook and share it with your juniors at school at the pub, Uncle Chihaya!" Ayano complained, and then stuck to Qingyou again, "Give me one more time."

Then he started moving very hard.

It is quite uncomfortable to be called uncle by people of the same age, but this also proves that the drawing board devil is indeed a little vulnerable.

Qingyou was increasingly amazed at his own excellent decision. He had to hold on to the key information that the hacker had found in his hands for the purpose of gambling!

Proof that Ayano is a fake, in exchange for the removal of his own handle? It's useless. The drawing board devil will still find other ways to show off. He will make her unsure whether she has been exposed or not, and will bring it up from time to time to make her feel uncomfortable. Only then will Qingyou feel comfortable.

After all, if I really want to be Ayano's partner for a long time, I must find a weakness that will make her embarrassed.

Soon after, the pavilion fell into silence again.

Ayano rested her head on Qingyou's chest, breathing heavily.

Her cardiopulmonary function was still a little strained in the face of Qingyou's rapid attack of those seemingly magical hands.

"Hoo...I...cough cough!"

"Slower."

Qingyou gave her a sip of water, and finally Ayano calmed down. However, the first words she said were full of resentment.

"I don't paint so many commercial things."

"Indeed." Qingyou agreed, thinking to himself, wow, so this is where the idol burden is.

This reminded him of a while ago when Teacher Tu Shengdie had tweeted to complain about being dissatisfied with his own creation. At that time, fans were all praising him below. Even Qingyou himself thought that Teacher Tu was just trying to be a bit pretentious, but he didn't expect the boomerang to come so quickly.

Ayano's artistic ideals are absolutely noble and shining, which is in stark contrast to her vulgar and humorous personality.

"The power supply is almost restored. Get up first and I'll help you get back in shape."

"...Is Qingyou-kun always so gentle to his teammates every time he cheats?"

"I'm not sure. So far, I've only had sex with you secretly."

Things in dreams don’t count… Qingyou muttered silently, stood up and stood behind Ayano, clenched one hand into a fist, and punched a certain acupuncture point on Ayano’s back in a tricky way.

Ayano felt a black screen before her eyes and she screamed like a piglet being chased. When she came to her senses, Qingyou had already helped her tidy up her appearance.

Qingyou motioned for her to use her mobile phone to look in the mirror. Her messy hair disappeared, and the blush on her neck and face faded away at the speed of light.

Hearing the sound, Hitomi Shimamura rushed over to check the situation. Qingyou said that Teacher Kitahara was not feeling well, so he gave her a light massage.

"I was so scared. I thought Ayano had encountered something terrible." Hitomi Shimamura stroked her gently rising and falling chest, still feeling a lingering fear.

Thinking of Qingyou patting Ayano on the back on the plane, Shimamura Hitomi couldn't help but feel a little jealous, and even had an absurd idea: Why is she so healthy? It would be great if she also had the chance to be taken care of by a senior.

"Hey - Teacher Chihaya, I also want to try your cooking skills!" Takagi Akane took the opportunity to act coquettishly.

"This is a benefit exclusively for teachers. Students are not allowed to have it." Qingyou said seriously, "Why would a child who is so young get a massage?"

"But Teacher Kitahara is also very young. Does it mean that in the eyes of Teacher Chihaya, Teacher Kitahara is already an aunt-level existence?" This question is a bit sharp.

Immediately Qingyou felt Kitahara Ayano's unfriendly gaze and Shimamura Hitomi's confused gaze... Well, the latter was nothing, it was green, healthy and harmless, Qingyou felt it every day in the office.

I couldn't help but secretly complain that Gao Muqian was not exiled to South America, but should be exiled to Wuyi Mountain to grow tea...

"You are wrong." Qingyou tapped Gao Muqian's head, "Between a child and an aunt, there is a creature called "Yuanjie". If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense."

"Woo woo~ Got it~"

Takagi Akane stuck out her tongue to act cute, and she felt as uncomfortable as if ants were crawling on her body.

I thought I could use the power of Yuhunling to launch a dimensionality reduction attack, but who knew that none of the people around Ai Li were easy to mess with.

Not to mention Qingyou's evil soul, Shimamura Hitomi is even difficult to be influenced by the most basic "suggestions". As for Kitahara Ayano... excluding the supernatural perspective, this guy is not simple!
Oh my god, so I practiced for three years and returned to Tokyo just to get angry?

"Ah, Takagi-san, I'm a little tired. Could you please help me cook for the picnic?"

Just when Takagi Akane was extremely angry, Ayano put on a flawless ladylike smile and accurately added fuel to the fire.

Takagi Akane responded with a twitching mouth, and lowered her head to fiddle with the cooking utensils gloomily.

When will this day end...

Although she was looking forward to the school trip, she had already begun to miss the simple environment of Chihaya Academy and the Bunkyo-ku apartment.

After all, she won't be bullied by Ayano there, nor will Ayano snatch away her hard-earned Azusa odora... People who are into art are really weird. Why would they like such an ugly, cute and unlucky color like Azusa odora?
After the power supply was restored, Ai Li finally arrived with her maid Kobayashi.

She called Qingyou over alone. Qingyou was ready to report on her work, but Ai Li ordered Xiaolin to open the food storage box, which contained several black plums with bright colors and plump shapes.

"Try it." She picked up one and handed it to Qingyou.

Qingyou bit off a piece of the juicy flesh along with the thin peel and gave a thumbs up: "It's delicious, a little bit sour, but not astringent at all, the ratio of sour and sweet is just right, and the freshness is also amazing. It must be grown locally in Kagoshima..."

As he spoke, Qingyou quickly finished eating the fruit. He had just been cuddling with Ayano for a long time, and his mouth was a little dry. The fruit handed to him by Aili was just the right thing to relieve his urgent need.

So Ai Li looked at Qingyou with complicated eyes as he finished eating the fruit.

"…you ate it yourself?"

"What else? Should I keep some for you? There are still several left."

“What if those few aren’t sweet?”

"Haha, how is that possible? There are several kinds of fruits here that are sold to tourists for revenue. They are a bit expensive, but the quality control is absolutely fine. There is no big difference in taste in the same box. From the perspective of agricultural technology..."

"Who asked you?"

Qingyou shut up decisively.

Alas, Ai Li is indeed too much of a workaholic and lacks a bit of romance. It would be ok for such a person to be a leader, but it would be too tiring to marry her.

Xiaotong is still the best. Let alone agricultural technology, even if Qingyou talks nonsense to her about green technology, she will stare with her round eyes and listen carefully.

(End of this chapter)