God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls! Chapter 225 - 66. Spencer is strong and powerful

"Compensation?"

Hearing this, Yan Huan’s throat bobbed, and his gaze fell on the Spencer before him.

Today, Spencer was wearing a thin white windbreaker with a black sports crop T-shirt underneath.

She had a lovely figure, with curves that undulated like waves in front of her.

The faint scent of ocean sport shower gel mixed with her heated body temperature lingered in her golden hair, bringing a lively vitality akin to the sun.

Just one glance was enough to appreciate that sense of athleticism and robust beauty.

Her features were three-dinsional yet not sharp, as beautiful as the huntress goddess Artemis, but just as dangerous and wild.

This was the first ti Yan Huan had scrutinized Aria Spencer’s appearance from such a close distance.

Oddly enough, despite her undeniable beauty, the inherent aversion that arose from others could easily overwhelm any sensory appreciation of her looks.

Seeing Yan Huan’s gaze on her, Spencer’s face turned a deeper shade of red, though her wicked smile did not fade.

She held her head high and said aningfully,

"Yeah, compensation, President Yan~"

"..."

Hearing this, Yan Huan nodded expressionlessly, and then said,

"Alright, compensation ans the previous agreents are annulled, and we’re even."

"Ha?! Just that? No way! I just ate a few of your broken cookies, how can the previous agreents not count? You’re so petty!"

"So all this ti has passed, have you decided yet what you want from that agreent?"

Spencer licked her lips but didn’t reply. Instead, she folded her arms with a smile,

"So eager to end it? What’s so great about that Sakuragi? Up to now, you and she still haven’t gotten together, you haven’t done anything, right?"

"So what?"

Yan Huan watched Spencer, wanting to see what kind of mischief that smooth-brained girl was trying to co up with.

"Sakuragi Hitomi is flat and rigid, that lady can’t offer you anything...but I’m different, I know a lot. Let teach you, adult knowledge."

"..."

Both Yan Huan and the Miao on his shoulder were stunned upon hearing this. They didn’t look at each other but simultaneously revealed a "really, you?" expression.

After a brief silence, Yan Huan finally asked,

"...so you’re saying you understand a lot, huh?"

"Of course! I’m very experienced!"

Spencer’s face flushed slightly, but she confidently patted her chest,

"Like the feeling of holding hands and hugging..."

"And the feeling of kissing?"

The confident Spencer’s expression froze, her cheeks reddening, and a shiny bead of sweat appeared on her face.

In fact, ever since she got that "Oxford Dictionary" on Sunday, she had been pondering the feeling behind those extrely complex actions.

Holding hands was straightforward; she could simply have the maid who ca to clean take her hand.

Hugging?

That would be a bit shy to ask the maid, so Spencer embraced her Peppa Pig pillow to experint.

Hugging should feel like this, nothing special.

As for the later stages...

"Well...of course, I understand that too! Don’t underestimate !"

"Oh?"

Yan Huan looked at the Spencer who turned her head away with flushed cheeks, smiled slightly, then asked,

"And what about...XX?"

"!!"

Spencer kept the sa pose, hugging her arms, her head held high, but her face turned redder and redder.

Her lips trembled, and the smile at the corner of her mouth was strained.

"Well...that also... Oh! Are you annoying or not! Anyway, I’ve figured out the content of the agreent!"

She stamred with a red face, apparently trying to appear experienced.

But as soon as she spoke, her cheeks felt scorching, and her mouth was so numb that she stuttered astonishingly.

Even a fool could tell, it was fraught with loopholes.

She only got the secret manual, a re fragnt, from a comic convention the day before yesterday, and was far from being able to "instantaneously master" it.

She avoided the subject, gave a wicked smile, and extended five fingers with a flushed face,

"Pretend I’m your girlfriend in private for five tis, each lasting fifteen... um, half an hour?"

It seed she was considering how long certain scenarios from the comics needed, but only "storyboards" popped into her mind – no one had inford her of the exact ti required.

Thus, Spencer nad a ti interval, then looked at Yan Huan, uncertainly changing the duration.

"Let show you, the things that Sakuragi Hitomi can’t give you, what do you say?"

In the end, she crossed her arms again, showing a confident smile.

Heh heh, when the ti cos, I absolutely want to see that expression on your face...

Spencer silently imprinted in her mind Yan Huan’s frowning and serious expression at the mont, as if comparing the expressions of the heroine on the first and last pages of a comic.

As she thought, her splendid golden hair began to shine even brighter.

An invisible fluctuation spread out, giving rise to a sense of disgust in Yan Huan’s heart.

Miao let out a "ow" from his shoulder, and after a mont of contemplation, Yan Huan suppressed the disgust in his heart.

Spencer’s ability, if viewed superficially, was a the he had seen in certain types of works of literature in his past life.

But, just like Ye Shiyu, there must be a particular desire hidden underneath the facade of the modifier’s abilities.