Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 255 - 139. Sports Festival (4)2

"Yuzao, wait a second," Kiyono Lin withdrew her arm, turned around, and handed her tennis racket and ball to Dubian Che.

"Skip the one kiloter run, just take these back and then borrow a set of badminton equipnt."

"As you command, Minister."

The two from the Human Observation Departnt had spent the entire day on the training field, engaging in various drills.

The weather wasn’t hot, and since it was the holidays, there weren’t many people around. After the Wind Instrunt Club’s rehearsal ended, they simply practiced the pieces for the national competition in the stands.

Since it was Saturday, at seven o’clock, Kiyono Lin declared the dismissal.

After returning ho for a shower, Dubian Che imdiately headed out, leisurely strolling towards Shibuya Station.

The station platform was bustling, with trains roaring past from ti to ti, creating gusts of chilly wind that carried a hint of cold.

Twenty minutes later, Dubian Che got off the Tobu Line, walked alone through the station to the surface exit, and the bustling streets of Chiyoda unfolded before his eyes.

Approaching mid-October, it was almost maple leaf season, and under the streetlights, the roadside trees were touched with warm hues of red and yellow.

The fashionable won on the streets, even late at night, wore light, fluttering dresses.

Groups of males with brown or blonde-dyed hair approached with smiles, trying to strike up conversations.

Dubian Che withdrew his gaze and got into a taxi by the curb.

"Shinbashi Shinbashi, 1-cho."

"Are you going shopping?"

"No, my girlfriend lives there."

Through the rearview mirror, the taxi driver glanced at Dubian Che’s expensive casual attire and the watch on his wrist, then silently signaled with his blinker and pressed the accelerator, rging the car into the stream of traffic.

Che got out of the taxi at a crossroads in Shinbashi.

While walking towards Jiutiao ijie’s villa, he called her.

"I’m in Shinbashi now."

"Mm."

"I’m going to sleep over tonight."

"Sleep on the street? I’ll have soone send you a blanket."

"No, I want iji to bring it to , and also, rember to take a shower; I’ve already had mine."

The laughter on the other end of the line was from Jiutiao’s mother.

"Hurry on over," said Jiutiao ijie impatiently, before hanging up the phone.

Dubian Che felt a bit embarrassed; he hadn’t expected Jiutiao’s mother to be in Chiyoda.

However, after the day’s many stimuli, he thought about it and decided not to turn back. But it also didn’t seem right to show up empty-handed when a parent was present.

He started browsing nearby, looking for a suitable gift.

Shinbashi was familiar territory for Dubian Che; he had walked its streets many tis with Jiutiao i, shopping for clothes, eating out, and watching movies.

The most prominent mory was of the many bookstores.

Buying gifts for a wealthy girlfriend was a difficult task, and Dubian Che couldn’t think of what to get; he didn’t want to waste any more ti, so he went to a flower shop and bought a bunch of sunflowers.

The clerk wrapped them in very British-style newspaper for him.

"Sorry for the wait."

"No problem, thank you," Dubian Che accepted the flowers.

"Is it for your girlfriend?"

"No, for my girlfriend’s mother."

"...Eh?" the clerk was taken aback.

"Is there a problem?"

"No, not at all," the clerk blushed, "Please don’t misunderstand, sunflowers also represent ’unspoken love’ in the language of flowers."

This ti it was Dubian Che who was at a loss for words.

"Well, that’s exactly why I bought them."

Under the astonished and enlightened gaze of the female clerk, Dubian Che left the flower shop with the bouquet in hand.

He strutted to Jiutiao ijie’s residence, and from a distance, the maid saw him and opened the large gate, bowing as she waited.

Dubian Che surveyed the front yard, which was filled with various types of flowers; there were gardeners specifically responsible for their care and pruning, and naturally, the in-season sunflowers were not absent.

Looking at the sunflowers he had bought, he walked into the brightly lit villa.

Jiutiao i and her mother were passing the ti by playing chess. When they saw him enter, they glanced up briefly before continuing their focus on the chessboard.

Dubian Che approached as it was Jiutiao i’s turn.

The maid brought him so tea.

Jiutiao’s mother, looking ever so youthful, smiled as she eyed the sunflower in his hand, caressing its yellow petals with her fingers.

"Is this for iji?"

"Yes, I just picked it from the garden," Dubian Che said.

Jiutiao’s mother giggled like a young girl.

Dubian Che took a vase, removed the original flowers, and inserted his sunflower.

After moving a chess piece, Jiutiao ijie looked up at Dubian Che, "What brings you here tonight?"

"I missed you," Dubian Che sat down beside her.

"How sweet," Jiutiao’s mother swept her hand over the chessboard and elegantly stood up, "I won’t disturb you two then. I’ll head back to sleep tonight."

"I’m about to win," Jiutiao ijie glanced at her mother.

"’Never let down your guard before the final mont, assuming you’ve won’—how many tis did I say that to you when I was teaching you?"

Jiutiao ijie gave her mother a cold look, who stood there with a preachy stance.

"Mr. Dubian, tell , do I make sense?" Jiutiao’s mother turned to Dubian Che.

Dubian Che, after looking at his girlfriend, remarked nonchalantly, "I don’t understand chess."

"You’ll start learning today." Jiutiao ijie firmly placed a king chess piece in front of him.

"Today?"

"If you don’t learn, you’re not sleeping."

Dubian Che looked to Jiutiao’s mother, "Auntie, I don’t think you’re making sense."

"Is that so? Then I won’t leave tonight. It’s been a while since I’ve slept with my daughter."

Dubian Che then turned his gaze back to Jiutiao ijie, "It’s not bad to stay up all night learning chess, don’t you think?"

"What do I think?" Jiutiao ijie reached out to pinch his ear, "I think it’s best for you to go back now."

"Don’t be like that, I’m already here. Even if we do nothing, at least let stay and sleep, right?"

After Jiutiao’s mother left, Jiutiao ijie went to take a bath.

Dubian Che, holding a beginner’s book on chess, read and played against himself.

Naturally intelligent, he quickly got the hang of the rules for the sake of a good night’s sleep, and also morized the basic strategies.

Tomorrow, he could tell Kiyono Lin: under the influence of temptation, a person can indeed unleash their potential.

Closing the book, Jiutiao ijie wasn’t done bathing yet, so he took a milk candy from the table to eat.

Different from those in the market, it had a rich, pure milky flavor, but just like the rest—it stuck to the teeth.

Dubian Che chewed twice, and the softened milk candy stuck to his molars.

He tried to wiggle it loose with his tongue but couldn’t stand it any longer, swallowed the candy, and stepped into the steamy bathroom.

Jiutiao ijie, in a simple yet luxurious bathtub, revealed shoulders and collarbones reddened by the hot water.

Seeing him co in, she showed no surprise, only saying: "Clean yourself first."

"I just took a bath."

"No cleaning, no coming in."

The water from the shower head flowed down, creating a transparent waterfall cascading over Dubian Che’s head.

A minute later, he turned off the water, slipped into the bathtub, and wrapped his arms around Jiutiao ijie from behind.

Strands of her black hair clung to her fair neck, and as Dubian Che pressed his mouth there, Jiutiao ijie turned her head slightly.

...

Taking their ti, they returned to the bedroom after the bath.

Jiutiao ijie leaned on the bed, holding a tablet and watching various data and information stream by.

Dubian Che sat at the edge of the bed clipping his nails—he had accidentally scratched her earlier.

"Done."

Just as he was about to pounce, Jiutiao ijie blocked his forehead with her foot, "Clip my feet too."

Dubian Che’s gaze fell on her thighs revealed from under her skirt, and he involuntarily swallowed.

One look, and Dubian Che could tell her exposed calves were quite firm, starkly different from Kiyono Lin’s soft, boneless legs.

He held one of her callus-free feet with one hand and clipped the toenails with the other.

The nails weren’t long, and it hadn’t been long since the last trim; they were already neat and beautiful. Dubian Che made minor adjustnts and considered it done.

Then, starting at the feet, to the calves, to the thighs...

He covered them both with a blanket, moving up, and when he reached Jiutiao ijie’s chin, she impatiently swatted him away.