Ke Xue: My standards for dating are not problematic!

Chapter 426 It's awkward, hurry up and put it on!

"How boring, I'm going to take a shower."

Chris stretched and pulled back the covers to reveal her curvaceous figure, which made Ai Haibara's expression even colder, but her gaze never left Chris until Chris opened the door to the room and entered the bathroom.

Wow.
Soon after, the sound of running water came from the bathroom; it was the sound of the shower.

The moment the sound of the shower began, Ai Haibara looked down at her rather voluptuous figure and couldn't help but sigh, "How can the difference between people be so great?"

"Some people are like mountains, some are like plains, and some are like basins."

"Vermouth has such a great physique, all her fat is in the right places, it's really enviable."

Although she was unwilling to admit it, Vermouth's figure was indeed much better than hers, so much so that she, as a woman, was extremely envious, and that was the difference between people.

However, in this day and age, there are already technologies that can improve one's figure, such as breast augmentation and implantation techniques. But fake is fake; it can never become real, and the feel is different from the real thing.

As a scientist, she was quite aware of this.

Furthermore, she was certain that Vermouth's physique was entirely natural, without any technological intervention.

That's what makes Ai Haibara envious—she truly has an angelic face and a devilish figure.

In this respect, she is still a little lacking, not only in terms of her face but also in terms of her figure.

After all, Vermouth is a top-tier woman in every way, even her temperament is top-tier, she's a complete enchantress.

"However, I'm still young!" Ai Haibara touched her cheek, her confidence returning. "I'm much younger than Vermouth, and that's my advantage—youth is invincible!"

While youth is indeed invincible, sometimes it can't resist other people's preferences.

Some people simply prefer older women who have a certain charm.

Kitahara Natsuhiro is the same way, but he's indiscriminate; he'll accept anyone who's pretty and has a decent figure.

Of course, you shouldn't let down a good woman, and you shouldn't miss out on a bad woman.

So far, Kitahara Natsuhiro has not encountered any bad women, but all of them have been pitiful women.

After all, the Miyano sisters, Vermouth, and Chikage Kuroba are all pitiful women, and have nothing to do with bad women.

Although Vermouth did all sorts of bad things in the Black Organization and was by no means a good person.

But what does this have to do with Kitahara Natsuhiro? He didn't do anything bad to him, and the people he killed were all foreigners, so it has even less to do with him.

Of course, if a venomous woman were to lay a hand on him, he wouldn't hold back; instead, he would ruthlessly destroy her.

Closer to home.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I'll just go back to sleep!" Ai Haibara yawned and lay down again.

There was nothing she could do; she still felt listless and weak all over. Even though Kitahara Natsuyu had nourished her and made her much stronger, it was still the same. It was completely incomparable to the perverted content of Vermouth.

So she decided to continue sleeping, since it was still early.

Soon, the sound of even breathing returned to the room.

Ai Haibara fell asleep again, and slept very soundly, completely forgetting that Vermouth was still there.

Meanwhile, the sound of running water in the bathroom stopped. Vermouth crumpled her hair into a ball, squeezed it hard, and a lot of water was squeezed out. She then took a new towel and dried her hair and body.

But while wiping her body, there were many bluish-red marks on her fair skin, especially on her chest, where there were quite a few.

The one who started all of this was none other than Kitahara Natsuyu. Kitahara Natsuyu also had many claw marks on his body, some of which were contributed by Vermouth, and others by other women.

Fortunately, Vermouth and the other women didn't do any long manicures; they just took care of their nails.

After all, they all have their own things to do, and those long manicures are not suitable for them.

Otherwise, their manicures would all break.

However, these nail art designs are not real nails, but rather stickers.

"Phew," Vermouth said, wiping herself down and patting herself with her palm. Her face was full of smiles. "This feeling of fulfillment is wonderful, completely different from before."

"And my skin has gotten better; it truly has a power that can drive women crazy!"

She had long known that Kitahara Natsuyu's life essence could restore a woman's skin and physical condition to a youthful state, and even allow her to maintain her youthful appearance.

For an ordinary woman, this is true. But for a woman like Vermouth, Kitahara Natsuhiro's life essence has more uses, such as making her more like a living person, rather than a walking corpse.

Therefore, Vermouth wanted to stay by Kitahara Natsuhiro's side at all times, so that she could have a fulfilling day.

However, her body also has its limits, and the principle of moderation applies to her as well.

So it's not necessary every day, her body really can't handle it, but twice a week is still okay, she can manage.

patter
Just then, the sound of a door opening came from not far away: "I'm back."

Upon hearing the voice, Vermouth paused for a moment, but still maintained her sweet smile.

Because this is precisely Kitahara Natsuhiro's voice.

"Is anyone in the bathroom?" Kitahara Natsumi changed his shoes at the door and carried large bags to the kitchen. He put everything on the stove and glanced at the bathroom as he passed the living room.

There was light in the bathroom, and a faint steam. Most importantly, he could smell a fragrance.

This taste.
“It’s Chris’s scent. She’s taking a shower.” Kitahara Natsuyu smiled slightly. “As expected of someone who has trained for many years, her physical condition is completely different from other women. She recovers so quickly.”

He could sense that Chris was still a little weak, but she had almost recovered.

Her rapid recovery wasn't entirely due to Kitahara Natsuhiro; the medication also played a role.

Immortality is the drug's primary effect; all other effects are secondary or side effects.

Even if it's just a side effect, it still has a significant impact on women.

That's how Vermouth is. *Clatter*
At that moment, the bathroom door opened, and a large amount of steam billowed out. Along with it came a glamorous woman, her hair wrapped in a towel, her face flushed.

"You're up really early, Chris," Kitahara Natsuhiro greeted her from the kitchen.

Upon hearing this, Vermouth said, "I'll take a shower after I wake up; I feel sticky and uncomfortable all over."

"You went to the supermarket, what did you buy? I'm a little hungry."

I fought all night yesterday. Although I ate something before drinking, I was starving. After all, that kind of thing is quite physically demanding.

"Extracting marrow from bones" is no joke!
"I bought everything you liked, and I also bought you some clothes." Kitahara Natsumi walked out of the kitchen, carrying several bags, all of them from big brand clothing stores, containing clothes for Chris and the others.

This also includes the clothing of Ai Haibara and Masami Hirota.

Although this is their home, he has always treated everyone equally; if they want to buy something, they buy it together; if they don't want to buy something, they don't buy anything at all.

It's not good to buy things for this person but not for that person; it can easily lead to conflict!
Besides, he wasn't short of money; he had already memorized their body measurements so well that he couldn't forget them even if he wanted to.

You could say his eyes were his ruler!

Chris nodded and said, "You're still as considerate as ever."

"Help me blow-dry my hair."

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu placed his things on the sofa and nodded, saying, "I'd be happy to."

Woohoo~~~
Soon, the sound of a hairdryer came from the living room. Kitahara Natsuyu's long, golden curly hair was constantly being turned in her hands, and she was also holding a comb, styling her hair while blow-drying it.

Although he wasn't a professional hairdresser, he could still do some basic styling, especially since Vermouth's hair was curly, making it even easier.

Besides, the sound of hair drying only traveled through the living room and did not enter the bedroom, because Kitahara Natsuyu had used his superpowers to surround the area to prevent the sound from seeping out and waking up others.

Ten minutes later.
Vermouth's hair had already been dried and styled.

Although the hairstyle is quite ordinary, it still looks pretty good on Vermouth. After all, she is beautiful and has a good figure, so she can pull off any hairstyle.

"All done!" Kitahara Natsuyu put the hair dryer and comb aside, took out a set of clothes from the bag, and said, "Here, these are the clothes I bought for you."

“Okay.” Vermouth nodded and immediately took the clothes that Kitahara Natsuhiro handed her, then she was dumbfounded.

"A tracksuit?!"

“Yes!” Kitahara Natsumi smiled and said, “To prevent you from arguing about clothes again, I bought you both tracksuits, and they’re all the same color, so you won’t fight over this kind of thing.”

It's fair to say that he vividly remembers the contest of physique and duration last night.

Although he was happy, these kinds of competitions are usually a real headache; if you answer incorrectly, it's a death sentence.

So just buy a tracksuit, and nobody will say anything!
I'm so smart!

Vermouth's cheek twitched involuntarily as she turned to stare into Kitahara Natsuhiro's eyes and asked, "Are you being lazy or just don't want us to have another competition?"

Kitahara Natsuhiro smiled slightly, leaned down and kissed Vermouth on the cheek: "Both."

"You can probably tell that I'm not very good at matching outfits, so buying a tracksuit is very convenient. Besides, it also helps prevent you from comparing them."

Vermouth retorted irritably, "Hmph! You don't care about us at all, and we're arguing because of you!"

"Yes, yes, I was wrong!" Kitahara Natsuyu immediately raised his hands in surrender, and then whispered in her ear, "To show my apology, let's do some morning exercise, and it will be just the two of us!"

Although it's almost 11 o'clock now, for him, anything before 2 pm is considered morning!
So there's nothing wrong with doing morning exercises!

“There’s no need for that!” Vermouth refused without hesitation: “I was already full yesterday. I know the saying ‘too much of a good thing’.”

"Besides, I have to go to work tomorrow, and I don't want to keep sleeping!"

"Fine!" Kitahara Natsumi pouted, then laughed: "Since you don't want to exercise in the morning, then don't complain. Put on your workout clothes and come help me cook."

Upon hearing this, Vermouth rolled her eyes at him, then untied her bath towel, revealing large areas of her fair skin and her complete body to the air. This beautiful sight could only be seen by Kitahara Natsuhiro, as the curtains in the living room had already been drawn.

"Hmm, very good, very good!" Kitahara Natsuhiro looked at Vermouth in her sportswear and was very satisfied.

Furthermore, Vermouth changed her clothes slowly, and every smile and gesture was alluring and captivating.

She did it on purpose, and this kind of thing is only allowed to be seen, not eaten.

Because we already ate yesterday!
Snapped!
Kitahara Natsuyu slapped her rounded breasts with a force that was neither too light nor too heavy, and the fullness of her breasts rippled with the force of the slap, making it impossible to look away.

"Alright, stop being so awkward. Hurry up and put your clothes on, you bad woman!"

Vermouth couldn't help but hum, her gaze becoming slick, and she quickly pulled up her sweatpants, covering her ample bosom with her hands.

"It hurts a little!"

"A little pain?!" Kitahara Natsuyu smiled faintly. "I don't think it's pain, but rather that you've been thinking about it!"

Hearing this, Vermouth rolled her eyes at him: "Go cook, stop causing trouble here."

As she spoke, she pushed Kitahara Natsuyu into the kitchen.

As for herself, she simply drew back the curtains and sat on the sofa to watch; naturally, going to the kitchen to help was out of the question.

After all, she had just taken a shower, and if she went to cook, she would definitely smell of cooking oil all over herself, which wouldn't do.

Kitahara Natsuhiro was just saying that; he didn't necessarily mean Vermouth would come to cook with him.

So he did it all by himself, and he was quite quick and efficient.

And while Kitahara Natsuyu was cooking, people kept waking up and coming to the bathroom to use the toilet, or even take a shower.

However, after they finished showering, they asked Kitahara Natsuhiro to blow-dry their hair.

Kitahara Natsuyu welcomes everyone, one by one!
(End of this chapter)