Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady-Chapter 447 - 211. New Year in Iwate Prefecture: Confrontation (8)

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

The air seemed to change with it, becoming melodious 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.

Time 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 Meijie.

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

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

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

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

"Mhm." Little Lian nodded obediently to him, then, as if remembering something 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 became dejected, "Looks like I can’t become a beauty, then."

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

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

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

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

Just as Jiutiao Meijie tried to move, a tingling numbness came 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 Meijie glared at him, he quickly put away his smile, explaining:

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

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

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

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

"We’re good here."

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

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

"Mhm." Little Lian nodded obediently.

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

Jiutiao Meijie 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 Meijie 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 Meijie coldly.

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

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

"Ah!" Jiutiao Meijie’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 punishment for eating my tomato this morning," Kiyono Lin said from the steps out of Jiutiao Meijie’s reach, "I am, after all, quite vengeful, Mr. Jiutiao."

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

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

Jiutiao Meijie 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 somehow endured the sensation.

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

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

This position was something Jiutiao Meijie had learned from Dubian Che; as someone 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 Meijie said with a cold laugh.

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

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

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

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

"Ah!"

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

She wouldn’t beg for mercy, 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 Meijie’s hand sore as well.