Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 81 Bedroom
The last train on the Ikebukuro Line crushed the moonlight.

The hum of the bathroom exhaust fan suddenly stopped, and Kitahara came out of the bathroom. He had changed into a yukata embroidered with light-spotted maple leaves. Steam was rising from the collar of the yukata, and water droplets falling from the ends of his hair left faint marks on the lapels.

He glanced at the living room. The TV was turned off and it was dark. Only the remaining moonlight shone in from the window, illuminating the area within a few steps of the window.

Is your girlfriend asleep?

He walked to the bedroom and gently pushed open the door. A small light was on inside, emitting a warm yellow glow.

A small figure, with loose black hair, as delicate as a doll, was playing with her phone on the bed, looking quiet and beautiful. Hearing the noise, Qianchuan unconsciously pressed the bed, her eyes shifted a little, and fell on the hem of his yukata. She muttered softly, "Do you want to turn off the lights?"

"I want to play games for a while, you go to sleep first."

“Okay.”

Qianchuan responded, her fingertips hovering over the switch, and she pressed it lightly. The bedside lamp instantly became dim. When she turned over, the collar of her clothes opened up, revealing a milky white suspender and white collarbone.

Beiyuan turned over to the bed, the quilt was warm, and he soon pressed against a soft figure.

"Oh, it's so hot."

Qianchuan felt a little awkward, with her little hands covering her chest and gently pressing against Beiyuan's shoulders.

"Then I'll turn down the heat."

"That was not what I meant."

Bei Yuanzhuang doesn't understand.

Some things are inconvenient to do in public with the lights on, and the girlfriend will feel shy, but once the lights are turned off, there will be a secret sense of relaxation.

The girl's thighs were tense, her cheeks were hot, and she could feel a pair of hands moving on them, even peeling off the white cotton cloth.

"It's time to go to bed."

"Didn't we agree on this long ago?"

Qianchuan said half embarrassedly.

"I know."

Kitahara responded vaguely, still exploring.

Pajamas, gently open.

Qianchuan pursed his lips and his face flushed.

She clutched the pillow tightly in her hand, vaguely preparing for a pillow fight.

If Kitahara dares to reach in, he will immediately pick up a pillow and hit him on the head, beat this big pervert to death!

"Don't treat me like dough."

"I'm not made of clay!"

The girlfriend secretly swore in her heart, but her chest was heaving more and more.

Beiyuan didn't know that Qianchuan was a little embarrassed at this time. After wandering around the door for a while, he began to carefully measure his girlfriend's waist and abdomen.

Because Qianchuan likes to curl up and hold herself in a ball when she sleeps, Beiyuan can even touch the tip of her snow-white little feet, which tremble slightly when he touches them, which is quite cute.

Qianchuan felt as if his whole body was electrocuted, especially when his toes were grabbed, he shivered.

She turned her head away in embarrassment, her black hair brushing against Beiyuan's face.

The feeling of having your face brushed by long hair is both happy and uncomfortable. Friends who have had this experience know that it hurts a lot when hair hits you.

Soon, Kitahara saw a pair of bright eyes light up in the dark room, and instantly knew that her face was facing his.

Just when I wanted to lean over and ask for a kiss.

But the girlfriend was one step faster. She leaned over and bit his shoulder hard with her sparkling little fangs.

Kitahara felt a little pain, and the hand that was holding the jade foot loosened instantly, "Senkawa-san, stop biting, it hurts."

"Humph!"

Qianchuan's face was half red. He heard a muffled groan in the darkness and felt much happier in an instant.

"I told you to keep your hands restless!"

"I told you not to touch me!"

Qianchuan sat up with her hair loose. Her clothes had fallen off her shoulders at some point, revealing her milky white shoulder straps. "You even took off my clothes! That's too much! We agreed to go to bed early!"

"You big pervert, you big pervert! I don't want to sleep with you anymore!"

The girl was mad and her expression was quite cute.

If the lights were on in the bedroom, it would be a wonderful scene.

A black-haired girl with half-undressed clothes, delicate collarbones and fair skin sat on the bed with a vicious expression, like a tabby cat with its fur standing on end. However, even without turning on the lights, Kitahara could imagine what the scene was like.

He coughed and whispered comfortingly: "I'm sorry, I won't touch you next time, I swear."

"Really?" The girlfriend looked suspicious.

In fact, she was not as angry as she seemed. If Kitahara had not gone too far, there would be no problem in touching her. The problem was that he was about to put his hand into the white cotton cloth, and Qianchuan was very sensitive, so she couldn't help but react for a moment.

"Really, when have I ever lied to you?"

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Qianchuan snorted coldly, knowing that men's words can lie. This sentence had just been broadcast on TV!

When R-chan was at work, her colleague's boyfriend used this excuse to deceive her feelings. However, she was still willing to give Kitahara a chance, so she turned over and fell down, gently bumping Kitahara with her buttocks.

"Hold me."

"what?"

"hug me."

Qianchuan's voice was very soft: "However, you are not allowed to touch me. This is my reward for you."

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Not a reward.

But torture.

Especially when her butt was shaking, Kitahara couldn't help but want to take a picture.

However, considering that her teeth were not disadvantageous, Kitahara had to put one hand through her waist and embrace his girlfriend.

In fact, it is very uncomfortable to sleep like this, as his arms have to bear the strength of Qianchuan's waist, but since his girlfriend has asked for this, how can he not agree if he can take advantage of her so blatantly?
After all, the waist and chest are very close!
At this moment, on this big bed, Qianchuan curled up into a ball with his back against Beiyuan.

When she felt a pair of hands hugging her, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't move."

Qianchuan rubbed Beiyuan's waist and abdomen with his buttocks, and a sense of security overflowed.

When you sleep alone, you always feel empty.

She didn't know how many times she woke up suddenly in the middle of the night and found tears streaming down her face, but only on that day, on that sunny morning, when she woke up and saw the familiar figure, her heart was so satisfied.

Qianchuan couldn't understand why he could sleep so soundly with one more person.

She has one advantage: if she can't figure something out, she shouldn't think too much about it and just do it.

so.
Qianchuan closed his eyes and silently savored this rare tranquility.

Beiyuan put his chin against the girl's head, bent down and smelled it carefully. It was Qianchuan's delicious shampoo.

Although both of them used the same brand, he could feel a unique virgin fragrance on Qianchuan.

“It smells so good.”

He couldn't help but say.

"You too." Qianchuan whispered with her eyes closed. She was a little embarrassed and half opened her eyes: "Every time I get close to you, I smell so good."

"I?"

Kitahara was puzzled.

He just used cheap shower gel, and more often he used soap, the kind of very cheap soap.

"It's true, but I can't tell what it tastes like." Qianchuan stammered.

Studies have shown that when you like someone, you can distinguish her scent from others. Qianchuan probably fell into this state, but Beiyuan looked at the favorability level and it was still hovering around 65.
This level of favorability is neither high nor low, it is in an ambiguous state, above friends but not yet lovers, but because of Kitahara's special relationship with her, this emotion is more obvious and they directly skip the ambiguous stage.

but.

This is just favorability, not loyalty.
If loyalty could be demonstrated, Kitahara estimated that his girlfriend's level would be around 80 or 90 by now. Once her family is sorted out, it would be around 90 or above.

Beiyuan was silent for a while, thinking about what to do tomorrow. He said he would meet, but he was unsure at the moment. How to leave a good impression in front of his father-in-law is the homework of every son-in-law.

He wouldn't ask Qianchuan about this kind of thing because his girlfriend didn't know either.

“You still have to rely on yourself.”

"It's so hard to find a wife."

"Fortunately, I have some advantages."

Kitahara talked to himself for a while, and soon he heard the girl in front of him breathing softly and evenly, and he pricked up his ears.

"Qianchuan, are you asleep?"

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There was no response at all.

In the dark night, no one can see anyone else's face, so Beiyuan didn't know that his girlfriend was opening her eyes and her heart was beating as fast as a bell or drum.

Beiyuan thought he could give it a try. He had never been a law-abiding person, and what's more, the person lying next to him was his girlfriend. What couldn't he do?
He began to explore.

First, I touched her swan neck, then her shoulders, and then her suspenders.
The outline outlined by the suspenders is not false at all, it is all made of real materials.

So heavy! So full of satisfaction!
Qianchuan kept her eyes closed the whole time, even her breathing slowed down a little, and she dared not say a word, but Beiyuan was not a fool. With every touch, he could feel the girl's body trembling unnaturally.

He knew that his girlfriend was pretending to be asleep.

Since she was acting as if nothing had happened, Beiyuan could be a bit more unrestrained.
Don't be too presumptuous. If you are, she will immediately open her eyes, reveal her little fangs and bite herself.

It takes a little bit of testing.

Like suspenders.

It can be opened, but not untied.

Another example is pajamas.

You can pat and caress - but not too deeply, after all, your girlfriend is not really sleeping.

Kitahara was acting reasonably within the rules, letting himself go as he pleased, fiddling with the white cotton cloth with his fingertips.

until--

He lifted it up with his hands.

Qianchuan's eyes suddenly widened, and he felt something clinging to him. His eyes were watery, and he immediately sat up from the bed, not caring about anything else, and opened his mouth to say: "Pervert!"

"I'll bite you to death!"

"woooooo"

Qianchuan still remembered the experience in the hotel, so he refused to do anything.

There were bite marks all over Beiyuan's body from his girlfriend's bites, and some places were bleeding, which was enough to make Qianchuan feel ashamed and angry.

"Hmm? Are you still awake?"

Although Kitahara was in pain, he was still a bitch and couldn't help teasing her.

Qianchuan froze for a moment, turned his head and said, "It's because you went too far and woke me up!"

"Oh"

"I thought he just kept his eyes closed, pretending to be asleep."

"Woo!"

Tears flashed in Qianchuan's eyes, and the blush spread to her ears. She stood up in shame and anger, and lifted the quilt, "I didn't!"

"Don't sleep, I will die with you tonight——"

The noise continued until midnight.

The two of them fell asleep only after they were tired from playing.

Qianchuan curled up in Beiyuan's arms, grinding his teeth even in his dreams.

(End of this chapter)