Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 492 - 228. Restless Valentine’s Day (End)2

Tokyo’s Ota District’s Ota Flower Market is the most famous flower market in the Island Country.

Every day, large quantities of flowers from all over the world gather here, making it the top trading volu in the Island Country.

"Money can solve that."

"What do you want then? I have nothing left to give you."

Jiutiao ijie thought for a mont and said with a smile, "I want a promise."

"Two are fine too."

"If one day you are taken away, may I kill you?"

Dubian Che propped up his upper body, looking down at his ijie.

He told his ijie in his gentlest and most firm voice,

"No matter what happens in the future, the two of us will always be together."

"What about Kiyono?"

"Anyone."

"Really?"

"If that day cos, just kill ."

Jiutiao ijie reached out, hooked Dubian Che’s neck, and the two kissed.

"Did you get enough rest?" Dubian Che asked eagerly after the kiss.

"Continue? No, that’s enough for today."

"We’re just getting started; what are you talking about, Big Sister?"

"No more." Jiutiao ijie pushed Dubian Che away, wrapped herself up in the blanket, and turned her back to him.

The vast bed and the slender figure at the edge seed to say, ’I’m already asleep.’

Dubian Che reached out, pulled her delicate, pale body out from under the blanket, brought her to the center of the big bed, and pinned her beneath him.

"You said ’let rest for a while’ when it ended just now, didn’t you?"

"Really no more!" Jiutiao ijie struggled.

"Just a little longer."

"No way!" Jiutiao ijie resisted against Dubian Che’s lips.

"Just a mont!"

"No ans no!" Jiutiao ijie’s legs clamped around Dubian Che’s hands.

"Give a reason?"

"How long do you think it was just now? I’m tired."

"This ti I’ll do it; Big Sister just needs to lie down."

"Dubian Che!"

Her hand slapped heavily on his back, creating a very loud sound.

Then, the girl’s hands slowly turned to caressing.

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After Valentine’s Day, Goda High School entered the final exam season.

Those life winners who received chocolates on Valentine’s Day, aside from their studies, were happily troubled about how to return the favor.

After the final exams ended, the school ti beca surplus and cheerful.

Apart from choosing Majors in the second grade based on ’Science or Liberal Arts and preparing for national or private universities,’ there were no other troubleso matters.

As ti moved into March, the weather was still cold in the morning and evening, but it gradually ward up during the day.

While Dubian Che was on his morning run, he found peach blossoms already budding; not long after, it would be the season when cherry blossoms are in full bloom.

After school at the Human Observation Departnt, Jiutiao ijie appeared less frequently.

"Kiyono, I’ve been thinking for over twenty days, but I still can’t figure out what to give you in return. Can you just tell what you want?"

Across the wooden table, Kiyono Lin was reading a book.

"Handle your own issues, don’t keep asking ."

"But don’t you feel it’s a bit cunning?" Dubian Che said, "It’s the sa Valentine’s Day, girls only need to give chocolates, but boys’ return gifts are various."

"The complexity of the matter isn’t about quantity. Even for chocolates, there’s a distinction between handmade or not. For non-handmade, choosing what kind of packaging or what flavor; for handmade, whether it’s simply lting and solidifying, or adding condensed milk, cocoa powder, or even mustard..."

"Hold on," Dubian Che raised his hand, "Mustard?"

Kiyono Lin looked up from her book: "You didn’t eat it?"

"I kept it at ho." Watching Kiyono Lin’s surprised and disgusted expression, Dubian Che asked again, "Is that really such a disgusting thing?"

"Not really, what one considers as a treasure is a personal matter, but it’s better to eat it."

"You already called it a treasure, how can I eat it so easily."

The clubroom was quiet for a mont.

"Mr. Dubian..." Kiyono Lin hesitated.

"What is it?" Dubian Che pressed on.

"Every year it’s the sa." Kiyono Lin’s voice was soft.

"Huh? The sa what?"

Kiyono Lin picked up her bag and stood up: "I’m going to the Wind Instrunt Club, I’ll probably be there for a long ti, and I’ll go straight ho after, rember to lock the door."

"Wait! You still haven’t told what you want for the return gift, and it’s almost March 14th!" Dubian Che grabbed his bag and followed her.

Leaving the clubroom, the shouts from the sports clubs and the sound of instrunts from the Wind Instrunt Club faintly passed through.

The two walked side by side in the corridor, heading towards the music room on the third floor.

"What exactly do you want?" Dubian Che asked.

"Ah." Kiyono Lin sighed, "After it ends, just walk with on the street, and if I find sothing I like, you can buy it for ."

"That sounds good. But are you ok with using ijie’s money to buy you a gift?"

"Isn’t that even better? Using her things for myself." Kiyono Lin showed a pleased smile.

"...Ms. R."

"What?"

"You really are a bad woman."

"Mr. Dubian, I’ve told you many tis, I’ve never been a good person. Also, I’m a girl, a beautiful girl."

"A ’beautiful girl, with stern long hair, a cold deanor, and long beautiful legs. She’s perfect with all four factors. Please be my wife.’"

"What are you babbling about now?" Kiyono Lin frowned.

Apparently, the Literary Girl Miss Kiyono doesn’t think much of light novels.

"The well-read Mr. Dubian." Without answering Ms. R’s question, Mr. T praised himself.

Arriving at the Wind Instrunt Club, Kiyono Lin had Ayane Kumi gather everyone together.

Dubian Che leaned by the window, gazing at the distant baseball field.

The coach was furiously yelling at a base runner; although he couldn’t hear, it was probably sothing like, ’Idiot! You idiot!’