Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 447 - 211. New Year in Iwate Prefecture: Confrontati

Jiutiao ijie’s voice was hoarse yet enchanting, a simple hum that resembled the most captivating lody in the world.

The air seed to change with it, becoming lodious and undulating.

Dubian Che saw, the rose bristling with thorns, blooming exquisitely.

...

On the distant mountain ridge, a white windmill rotated leisurely clockwise.

The sun overlooked Misezawa Village.

It gazed upon the lonely, serene village, its gaze climbing from the walls to the rooftops, peeking into the houses through the cracks of windows and doors.

Inside the house, the colors that scattered across the hallway gradually darkened, showing faint hues of amber.

Ti went by, and the sunlight turned into the evening glow.

Little Lian woke up.

"Restroom... restroom..."

Rubbing her eyes, she exited the living room and, turning the corner, ran into Jiutiao ijie.

She looked up and saw Jiutiao ijie with a frown, leaning against the wall motionless.

"What’s wrong? Does your tummy hurt?" Little Lian asked in her childish voice.

Jiutiao ijie did not speak.

With her not-quite-awake little head tilted, Little Lian looked at her, puzzled.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide, as if frightened by a sudden shock.

"Could it be, even a beauty ends up with numb legs if she spends too long in the restroom?!" Her worldview and philosophy of life were being reshaped.

"..." Jiutiao ijie’s legs were indeed numb, but not because she had been in the restroom too long.

Dubian Che erged from the bathroom: "Little Lian? You’re awake?"

"Mhm." Little Lian nodded obediently to him, then, as if rembering sothing important, she told him loudly, "Che, it’s incredible, even becoming a beauty doesn’t prevent leg numbness from the restroom!"

"... Beauties don’t use the restroom," said Dubian Che, expressionless.

"Really?!" Little Lian’s mouth dropped open in surprise, and then she beca dejected, "Looks like I can’t beco a beauty, then."

After Little Lian went to the restroom, Dubian Che couldn’t help but laugh:

"ijie, my ijie, leg numb from the restroom?"

Jiutiao ijie glared at him fiercely: "Aren’t you going to help in quickly!"

"Alright, alright," said Dubian Che, extending his hand to support her.

Just as Jiutiao ijie tried to move, a tingling numbness ca from her thighs, and she couldn’t help but inhale sharply with a hiss.

"Wait a bit longer," she said, her furrowed brows adding a touch of flirtatious charm.

Dubian Che couldn’t help but laugh again.

As Jiutiao ijie glared at him, he quickly put away his smile, explaining:

"It’s your choice to be here. It has nothing to do with ."

"Lifting my leg so high was my choice?" Jiutiao ijie asked coldly.

"I just wanted to see how flexible you are, ijie."

"Flexible? I didn’t practice yoga for..."

"We’re good here."

Jiutiao ijie gave Dubian Che a sideways glance and closed her mouth.

"Little Lian, shall I take you ho now?" asked Dubian Che.

"Mhm." Little Lian nodded obediently.

Dubian Che then said to Jiutiao ijie, "I’ll take her back first."

Jiutiao ijie didn’t speak, still battling with her numb legs.

After Dubian Che and Little Lian left, Kiyono Lin also woke up.

She rubbed her slightly sore shoulders, walked out of the living room, and encountered Jiutiao ijie just like that.

"Oh my," Kiyono Lin said with a soft laugh, her hand covering her lips, "Is this from sitting on the restroom too long, and your legs going numb?"

"It’s none of your business," replied Jiutiao ijie coldly.

Kiyono Lin laughed indifferently, brushed the long hair off her shoulders, and headed for the upstairs bathroom.

As she passed by Jiutiao ijie, she suddenly poked Jiutiao ijie’s thigh with her finger.

"Ah!" Jiutiao ijie’s expression was one of pain, as if she had dipped her foot into boiling hot water while foot bathing.

"What are you doing?!" she shouted angrily.

No one had dared to tease her like this before, not even Dubian Che, who only took such liberties in bed.

"This is your punishnt for eating my tomato this morning," Kiyono Lin said from the steps out of Jiutiao ijie’s reach, "I am, after all, quite vengeful, Mr. Jiutiao."

"You’re dead," Jiutiao ijie warned coldly, enunciating each word.

"I’m waiting for you," replied Kiyono Lin, turning to walk upstairs.

Jiutiao ijie bit her neatly white teeth, enduring the tingling numbness in her thighs, and chased after her.

Since she had already been numb for a while, and because of Kiyono Lin’s sudden attack, she sohow endured the sensation.

Hearing the footsteps, Kiyono Lin realized the trouble but didn’t react in ti; she only managed to let out a short "ah!" before Jiutiao ijie captured her.

Jiutiao ijie held Kiyono Lin against the wall from behind, suspending her wrists above and trapping her legs with her own.

This position was sothing Jiutiao ijie had learned from Dubian Che; as soone who had been on the receiving end, she knew how to prevent the other person from exerting any force.

"I told you, you’re dead," Jiutiao ijie said with a cold laugh.

"So, despite leading the Jiutiao Family with your wisdom, you have to resort to brute force when dealing with ?" Kiyono Lin retorted carelessly.

"And you’re not the sa? Talking about honesty and never lying, but taking advantage of soone when they’re down?"

"Mr. Jiutiao, the antonym of honesty is deceit, and even Mr. Dubian knows such basic knowledge. Also, just because soone is honest doesn’t an they’re a good person; I’ve never claid to be good."

Jiutiao ijie scoffed: "Quite the sharp tongue."

"It’s because I don’t advocate violence; that’s what barbarians do."

"Barbarian? I’ll show you how formidable a barbarian can be today!"

Jiutiao ijie slipped her hand under Kiyono Lin’s clothing, her fingers feather-light, gently brushing over her smoothly curving side, tickling her rcilessly.

"Ah!"

Other than that initial exclamation, Kiyono Lin’s soft, glossy lips were firmly closed.

She wouldn’t beg for rcy, wouldn’t make a sound, but she couldn’t control the tears welling up in her eyes, and her body struggled instinctively.

"Concede? Hmm?" With her hand extending from the hem, maintaining this posture was making Jiutiao ijie’s hand sore as well.