Conan: Top succubus, crazy CP

Chapter 977 Qingzi's Transformation

"understand?"

After explaining a solution, Hanyu Kusunoki turned his head, his warm breath brushing the girl's ear, and asked her in a low voice.

Qingzi's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously shook her head: "...I don't quite understand...this place...why is this auxiliary line drawn here?"

She pointed at a step randomly, actually not knowing what she was asking. She was just making small talk and stalling for time.

She was completely dizzy at this moment, and she perfectly reproduced the state of being sleepy and distracted in class.

The teacher was speaking at the podium until his mouth was dry and she sat upright with a focused look below. She seemed to be listening very carefully, but after listening for a long time, nothing useful came into her mind and she was just busy thinking about random things.

“Here…”

Hanyu Kusunoki smiled, but didn't point it out. Instead, he followed her direction, moved closer to her, held her hand, and led her to draw lines on the paper. "Feel this angle and direction...does it suddenly become clear?"

His hand completely encased her small hand, guiding her movements.

Qingzi only felt that the hand he was holding was very hot, and her heart was beating so fast as if it was about to rebel. She could no longer sense any angle or direction, and could only feel the lines on his palm and the reassuring power.

"Do you understand now?"

He asked again in a low voice.

Qingzi nodded dazedly, then shook her head quickly as if she was afraid that he would stop teaching, looking at him with wet eyes.

"I seem to understand a little bit... but I don't understand it completely... This part... seems a little vague..."

She found herself somewhat addicted to, and even enjoying, the feeling of being taught personally and hands-on by Mr. Hanyu… She even secretly wished he would teach her in a more in-depth and stricter manner…

"It seems... the teacher's teaching method is still too conservative and traditional..." Hanyu Kusunoki chuckled. "For a studious student like Aoko, perhaps she needs some... more intuitive, more impressive, and more sensory-engaging methods to help her understand..."

His other hand had wrapped around her waist without her noticing.

Aoko let out a slight whimper and the pen in her hand fell onto the table again.

"Teacher..."

"Hmm? What's not clear to you? Show it to me."

Hanyu Kusunoki followed suit, playing the role of a patient mentor, but a kiss landed on the sensitive skin of her neck. "Is it here... that you don't understand?"

"Ah..." Qingzi cried softly, her body completely limp in his arms, her eyes blurred and her breathing rapid.

"Or is this...something that needs to be explained?"

His kiss gradually moved down to her delicate collarbone, leaving a faint feeling of wet heat.

The books and test papers had already been ruthlessly swept to the corner of the table, and some even fell to the ground.

The so-called "mathematics teaching" has long since changed into something indescribable, rushing towards the plot of some late-night pay channel.

“…Don’t…” Qingzi protested softly, her small hands weakly pushing away his chest, but it seemed more like she was trying to resist but still wanted to.

"What else?" Hanyu Kusunoki raised his head. "Didn't Aoko say she didn't understand? The teacher is... teaching students in accordance with their aptitude..."

He lowered his head and accurately captured her lips, which were as soft as cherry blossoms and slightly opened in surprise.

"Well…"

All words melted into this gradually deepening kiss.

Teacher Nan's tie was loosened at some point.

One of the girl's pajamas buttons was undone by her deft fingers, revealing her delicate collarbone and an alluring curve.

The moonlight outside the window quietly peeks into the beautiful scenery inside.

The desk, the ambiguous breaths, the messy clothes, the contrast between the teacher and the student...

All the elements perfectly replicate the beginning of some classic educational films.

And tonight's "extracurricular tutoring" has obviously just gotten to the point.

And, no one disturbs.

It seems that Qingzi is destined to learn a lot of impressive knowledge tonight that she cannot learn in class.

……

early morning.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the pink curtains and gently falls on the messy bed.

Qingzi's long eyelashes trembled a few times and slowly opened.

His eyes were confused and hazy at first, as if he had just woken up, and he stared blankly at the familiar chandelier on the ceiling decorated with little stars.

After a few seconds, the girl's eyes gradually focused as she recalled what happened last night. Her fair face was gradually flushed with a moving blush, spreading all the way to her ears, as if in slow motion.

Memories of last night came flooding back.

The "strict" teaching at the desk, the embarrassing "punishment" on the sofa, and later... the more in-depth "knowledge explanation" and "practical operation" on the bed...

Each image was so clear that it made her toes curl.

She and Hanyu-san...are really together.

In the most intimate way.

That feeling was so wonderful and comfortable, a hundred times, a thousand times better than what she secretly fantasized about when she was distracted in class!

It’s like flying in the clouds!

The girl buried her hot cheeks in the pillow that still smelled of someone, and let out a whimper that was a mixture of embarrassment and extreme pleasure. Her body rolled around on the bed like a happy kitten, wrapped tightly in the quilt.

As she rolled around, she realized belatedly that there was no one around her.

Ugh?

Where's Hanyu-san?

Just as she was trying to sit up in a panic, enduring the slight soreness in her body, the bedroom door was gently pushed open.

Hanyu Kusunoki walked in holding a white porcelain bowl. The bowl was steaming and emitting an indescribable, appetizing rice aroma. It was fresh and sweet, and the smell was invigorating.

He was wearing simple home clothes, his hair was slightly wet, obviously he had just washed. He looked refreshed and gentle, with a smile on his lips.

"Awake? Just right, the porridge is ready, drink some while it's hot."

He walked to the bed and sat down, put the bowl on the bedside table, and reached out to naturally help Qingzi tidy up her messy hair.

Qingzi looked at the scene in front of her, at the boy who had "bullied" her all night last night but was now unspeakably gentle and considerate. Her heart felt like it was filled with honey, swollen and sweet.

No matter what kind of girl she is, facing a man with such amazing looks, who is sometimes domineering and sometimes gentle, and also... has superb skills, she will probably be completely obsessed and fall in love with him, right?

She nodded obediently and tried to reach out for the bowl.

"Don't move, I'll do it."

Hanyu Nan avoided her hand, picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and carefully handed it to her mouth, "Aunt Bizi entrusted you to my care, so of course I have to be responsible to the end and take care of you in every aspect."

Well, all-round and meticulous care, including feeding.

As for why it wasn't the more nourishing chicken soup... Hanyu Kusunoki felt that the traditional soup, which required slow cooking and a lot of time and effort, would be better left to the professional and virtuous maid Mingmei to show off her skills next time Aoko went to the villa.

The bowl of chicken soup he had prepared for Mingmei had already been perfectly reproduced and carried forward by the clever little maid.

It is a unique villa.