Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 113 - 85. Despite the hot holiday, just to be free a
"Asuka, you suddenly ca here?"
"Call Mayi."
"Ah?"
"Call Mayi." Mayi Asuka approached Dubian Che.
Seeing that she wouldn’t allow him to escape, Dubian Che instinctively stood up.
"Asuka, is there sothing you need here?"
"I ca to show Dubian Che my underwear," she said as naturally as if she was showing him sheet music.
Mayi Asuka began to unbutton her shirt one by one. By the third button, he could see black underwear and a glimpse of snow-white skin.
For a young man filled with infinite longing for won, such a sight was fatally attractive.
Dubian Che struggled terribly to move his gaze away from the black and white.
But his peripheral vision was out of control.
As Mayi Asuka stepped closer, Dubian Che found his back against the wall.
Dubian Che wanted to escape, but Mayi Asuka cornered him by the window, her hands on the transparent glass, blocking his way.
"Am I being pinned against the wall?" Dubian Che’s mind went blank.
But a sense of panic swept over him.
He didn’t dislike the situation, but maybe a different place, a different ti, please!
Kiyono Lin could co back at any mont!
Across from them, on the third floor, was the music classroom!
And there was a row of Wind Instrunt Club training rooms, where mbers only had to look out the window to see clearly over here!
Besides, he was no longer the Dubian Che before moving to Ochazuke; now, if he got caught cheating, he’d definitely be finished!
"Uh... Asuka?"
Their eyes t at close range, and Dubian Che saw that Mayi Asuka’s originally snowy cheeks were blushing.
His eyes naturally moved down, her white shirt and black bra both bulging significantly.
A rush of heat went straight to his forehead.
Close up of Asuka’s body was really not good for his heart.
Dubian Che, watching, had originally opened his mouth to say sothing but found himself unexpectedly out of breath, unable to utter a word.
Mayi Asuka, silent, pursed her lips with a shy expression, clearly enjoying Dubian Che’s gaze.
In the activity room, the artificial air conditioning could no longer block out the natural heat of sumr.
Dubian Che’s hot breath sprayed out, landing on Mayi Asuka’s collarbone, causing her body to shudder slightly every ti.
The sunlight, dreamlike, shone on Mayi Asuka’s white shirt, revealing her slender body lines.
Further down, with every movent of her skirt hem, her pale yet flushed thighs were faintly visible.
Dubian Che swallowed hard but found his throat still dry, starting to doubt whether he had actually swallowed any liquid just now.
Could this be an illusion, and had he actually fallen asleep with his head on the desk?
Because wasn’t all this too dreamlike?
The school building, the hot sumr, the white, cloud-like uniforms, female and male high school students, their chests pressed against each other.
Their breath just erging from their lungs, and being inhaled by the other person.
This scene should be painted on the cover of light novels or used in the first episode of an animation to attract viewers.
Just as Dubian Che was worried about being seen and reluctant to push her away, Mayi Asuka suddenly lifted her face.
She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slowly, a drop of sweat following the perfect arc of her cheeks, falling into the hollow of her collarbone, sketching an outline that triggers hormones.
"Sigh—"
She slowly exhaled a sweet breath, seeming to carry a misty vapor.
Mayi Asuka staggered backward, sitting down on Dubian Che’s tal chair.
Is it over?
Was Asuka unexpectedly... ineffective?
Dubian Che felt awful.
In that mont, the rosy atmosphere dispersed, and suddenly the chirping of cicadas ca from outside the window, as if stinging his eardrums.
"Asuka, why... did you do this?"
"I don’t know." Mayi Asuka’s cheeks were still flushed, her eyes like springs that seed to genuinely trickle delicious water.
"Don’t know?"
"Um." She answered softly, lost in thought murmuring, "Nothing matters, except for Che."
Does she an that no external thing can stir any emotion except for him?
"But why, after what I did in the Wind Instrunt Club... do you still," Dubian Che wasn’t sure whether to say ’like’ or ’obsess over’, "co close to ?"
"Che is nice to everyone, I don’t care," Mayi Asuka shook her head, her fresh-grass-like, lively bangs swinging, even appearing a bit silly.
"I have a girlfriend now."
"I don’t care." Mayi Asuka lightly lifted her legs, her hands reaching into her pleated skirt.
Although he couldn’t see beneath her skirt, from her actions, she was undoubtedly pulling sothing down.
"Asuka!"
This really wasn’t acceptable!
Right now, the only woman Dubian Che dared and was allowed to touch freely had to be Jiutiao ijie.
Dubian Che admitted that he was a bit lecherous, but he was also very good at judging situations—a coward, in so people’s eyes. Looking was okay, but actual physical contact was absolutely not.
Wouldn’t it be better to touch Jiutiao ijie when she ca back?
Lately, he had been seriously reading books on how to give massages!
So no matter how good Mayi Asuka’s figure was, how indifferent she was in front of others, or how passionately proactive she was with him, he still couldn’t...
"Please throw this away."
"Ah?"
Dubian Che looked at the sweat-dampened black fabric in his hand.
"I’m going back now." After saying that, Mayi Asuka walked towards the door as if nothing had happened.
"Asuka, you’re just leaving like this?!"
How can she leave without wearing anything! What if others discover it!
"Um?" Mayi Asuka slightly tilted her head, her puzzled gaze fixing on Dubian Che.
"That, your bottom."
Mayi Asuka thought for a while, then seed to understand what he ant.
Then she placed her slender, long hands at her waist, pulling her skirt down slightly.
The hem of her skirt dipped past her knees, no different from capri pants.
How could that not be enough... impossible!
Is it the skirt’s fault?
It’s the difference between wearing and not wearing, nothing and sothing, zero and one!
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