Conan: Top succubus, crazy CP

Chapter 957 Chocolate's "Reward"

"Um…"

Hanyu Kusunoki made a lazy nasal sound and slowly opened his eyes, as if he had just woken up from a sweet dream.

He raised his hand and gently touched his lips with his fingertips. His brows furrowed slightly, and his tone was filled with just the right amount of doubt: "Strange... My lips feel a little numb... and a little swollen. Qingzi, while I was sleeping... were there any mosquitoes or other small insects?"

Qingzi's heart instantly rose to her throat, her eyes wildly wandering, not daring to look him in the eye. She even began to whistle in an untuned manner, trying to cover up her guilty conscience:

"Hmm... Hmm? Is there? I don't know... I, I didn't notice... Maybe... Maybe there are some small flying insects? There are a lot of flowers and plants in the backyard, so it's normal to have a lot of insects! Yes, it's normal!"

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and she was obviously losing confidence.

It's so fake that I almost don't believe it.

Looking at her cute and adorable appearance, the smile in Hanyu Kusunoki's eyes deepened.

He slowly raised his head from the girl's lap, propped up his cheek with one hand, and lay on his side on the soft grass, looking at her leisurely, like a cat teasing its prey: "Really? But I always feel like... in a daze, I felt like I was bitten several times by something sweet and soft..."

His eyes slowly swept across Qingzi's slightly swollen and watery lips with a meaningful look.

Aoko felt uncomfortable under his gaze, her cheeks burning so hot she could fry an egg right there. She hurriedly pulled out the cutely packaged chocolate gift box she had carefully prepared from the paper bag beside her and practically stuffed it into Hanyu Kusunoki's arms: "Here, here you go! Valentine's Day chocolates! I made this!"

Trying to change the subject with a gift.

Hanyu Kusunoki took the box with the beautiful bow, but didn't open it immediately. Instead, she gently stroked the ribbon with her fingers and looked up at Aoko. Her eyes became serious, yet also a little playful. "Aoko, is this... 'honmei chocolate' or 'giri chocolate'?"

He paused, his voice lowered, his voice carrying a bewitching magnetism: "The difference between the two... is huge. It will determine how I will repay this kindness."

Aoko's heart skipped a beat, nothing could escape her seeing through his blunt gaze.

She lowered her head deeply, her fingers twisting the corners of her clothes nervously, even her fair ears and neck were red, and she whispered in a voice as thin as a mosquito, almost inaudible: "Yes... It's my destiny..."

After saying these three words, she felt that all her courage and strength had been used up. The huge sense of shame and sweetness intertwined together made her so embarrassed that she just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into immediately, or bury her head like an ostrich, or just flee the scene directly.

She stood up suddenly and wanted to run away, to hide her embarrassment that was about to explode.

"ah!"

However, after sitting in the same position for nearly an entire afternoon, her legs had already become numb and blood circulation was blocked. When she stood up suddenly, she felt numb and weak, as if she was being pricked by countless small needles. She screamed and her body fell forward completely uncontrollably.

Just fell into a warm and strong embrace.

Hanyu Nan quickly caught her and held her in his arms. He looked down at the girl in his arms, who was so embarrassed that she was almost fuming, not even daring to open her eyes, and couldn't help but chuckle. "Throw yourself into my arms? Is this the 'reward' Aoko wants?"

"That's not true!"

Aoko struggled to push him away, but her legs were so weak that she couldn't stand still and couldn't exert any strength. To Hanyu Nan, that weak push seemed more like a coquettish act of wanting to refuse but also to accept.

"Don't move."

Hanyu Kusunoki tightened his arms, holding her more firmly, his voice thick with laughter. "See, your legs are numb, right? I've let you be my pillow all afternoon...as an apology for soiling your pretty dress."

As he said that, he picked up Qingzi and carried her horizontally without any explanation.

The girl was so light that she seemed to be weightless. She let him walk to the flatter and softer shade of the tree next to her and gently placed her on the grass.

Then he knelt on one knee and reached out to hold the girl's slender ankle very naturally.

"W-what are you doing?!"

Aoko nervously tried to retract her foot, her cheeks flushed red.

Girls' feet are very sensitive.

"Let me massage you to improve blood circulation. Otherwise, you'll be numb for a long time and it will be very uncomfortable."

Hanyu Kusunoki's tone was natural, as if it was natural.

With just the right amount of strength, his palms began to skillfully knead the stiff muscles on her calves.

Qingzi instantly recalled the last time at Aunt Qianying's house when the boy massaged her ankles. The feeling was like a weak electric current running through her ankles, tingling and extremely comfortable. Her body reacted before her brain did, and she honestly relaxed. The slight resistance disappeared in an instant, and she even felt a faint sense of anticipation.

His technique was indeed very good. His fingertips seemed to have magic power, pressing the acupuncture points precisely to relieve the numbness and soreness.

"Well…"

Qingzi couldn't help but let out an extremely comfortable sigh from her throat. Her body softened like a cat, and she leaned back slightly, supporting herself on the grass with her hands.

However, those hands gradually became dissatisfied with the "treatment".

The massage range slowly moves up from the calf, across the knee pit, and onto the thigh... bringing waves of tremors.

The force is sometimes gentle and sometimes heavy.

Qingzi's breathing gradually became rapid and covered with a layer of moisture.

She wanted to speak to stop him, to say "enough", but her body was honestly craving the intoxicating, magical touch, and she was too weak to do anything.

"Is this... numb too? My muscles are a little tight."

Hanyu Kusunoki's voice had a malicious tone, as if he was asking a question knowing the answer.

His fingers had already crossed the safe distance and began to press and rub lightly.

"Um…"

Qingzi bit her lower lip hard, but still let out a whimper.

A strange, surging feeling spread rapidly throughout her body, causing her toes to curl.

Hanyu Kusunoki leaned over, leaning close to her ear, and his warm breath sprayed on her sensitive earlobe: "Aoko's chocolate is very sweet... but I feel..."

He pressed his fingers harder.

“Ahh…don’t…”

Qingzi was completely defeated, her eyes were dazed, and she could only grab his arm in vain.

Under the tree, spring is in full bloom and full of ambiguity.

The girl's soft sobs and the boy's low laughter intertwined together, composing a secret song for the Valentine's Day afternoon.