People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

Shiraishi Nagimitsu put her arms around the man's neck and moved closer.

"No matter what, I have to spin around. One more circle, no, three more circles." Shiraishi Nagimitsu rubbed her face against the man's, feeling the wonderful sensation of their skin touching.

"Just forget about it."

Holding Fang Zuo's head, he whispered in his ear, "After the circle, Nunu wants to have breakfast."

Chapter 156 Jade Feet and High Heels

“I’m hungry, I’m hungry…”

The bathroom door opened, and Oda Yui ran out wearing a big T-shirt and put her long, wet black hair into Fang Zuo's big hands.

"Onii-chan, my hair got so wet without you around. It took me half an hour to blow it dry." Oda Yui said pitifully.

"Really? It's such a small thing, but why does it sound so tragic when you talk about it?" Fang Zuo held his long hair in his palm, and it became fluffy and light in a few seconds.

"It's really miserable." Oda Yui happily picked up the rubber band and tied a high ponytail: "You don't know how sad it is to have wet hair."

Suddenly, looking at Shiraishi Nagimitsu who was grilling eel, he said, "Oka-san, you stole something!"

Shiraishi Nagimitsu was stunned and quickly wiped the corner of her mouth with her little hand. No?

"You stole the okonomiyaki I brought back from Osaka." Oda Yui took out the packaged okonomiyaki from the bag.

Oh, that's what I'm talking about.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu looked at Fang Zuo who was zipping up his pants, cast a coquettish glance at the man with her beautiful eyes, slightly opened her red lips and made a mouth shape, covering her mouth with her small hands and giggling.

"Unnie-san, lie down, I'll give you a back massage." Oda Yui jumped onto the sofa.

"How does Director Takeshi Kitano treat you?" Fang Zuo lay on the sofa, enjoying the heels of Yui Oda's small feet, which kept tapping and massaging his back.

"He's been very good to me and taught me a lot. He told me not to be afraid and just to play myself." Oda Yui sat on the other end of the sofa, her feet raining down on Fang Zuo's back. "He has already signed a contract with Miss Jin's company. He's been looking for a filming location in the next few months. Once he finds one, he'll schedule a shoot with Miss Jin."

"Filming a movie is very hard, so don't cry when the time comes." Shiraishi Nagimitsu came over with the grilled eel.

The aroma is so tempting that it makes your mouth water.

Pan-fried until golden brown, sprinkled with sesame seeds and chopped seaweed, and topped with broccoli.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu was very satisfied with his masterpiece, and even felt a sense of satisfaction in seeing his poll numbers rise significantly.

Before meeting this man, I could only make instant noodles and order takeout, but now I can successfully fry eel and steak.

"Ah, I can't promise that." Oda Yui pouted: "I can only promise to persevere and do things well. Sometimes I don't want to cry, but I just can't control my tears."

"No need." Fang Zuo climbed up and patted Oda Yui's face: "As long as you are happy, that's the meaning of filming and being an idol. If you are not happy, then don't be an idol. Do something else to make you happy."

"Yeah~~ Onii-chan is so nice." Oda Yui hooked her arms around Fang Zuo's neck, pulled her legs together, and swayed like a swing.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu curled her lips and wrinkled her nose at Fang Zuo: "It's time to eat."

Although Shiraishi Nagimitsu performed very well this time, the fried eel was tender and delicious. The fat of the eel exploded in the mouth with one bite, and it was mixed with the aroma of burnt surface and sauce.

But Oda Yui still didn't eat much.

She looked very tired. After eating just a few bites, her eyelids drooped and her little head dozed off and on.

I barely finished my meal, brushed my teeth, and ran upstairs to sleep.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu saw her running towards her room and shook his head helplessly.

"Go and sleep with her. She hasn't seen you in so many days and wants to sleep with you." Fang Zuo patted Shiraishi Nagimitsu's head and said, "I'll be out for a while."

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Inside a 1200-square-meter villa in Hannam-dong, Seoul, South Korea.

Lee Jae-yong, who was almost 50 years old, roared twice and soon fell down gasping for breath.

Breathing heavily.

The Korean female star underneath him hid her contemptuous expression, gently stretched out her arms, and hugged Lee Jae-yong from behind.

"What do you mean?" Lee Jae-yong said coldly.

"Ah, no...it's meaningless." The female star retracted her arms in horror.

"Do you think I don't know what you are thinking..." Lee Jae-yong snorted coldly, stood up and pressed the button.

Immediately, two burly men entered the room and dragged the trembling female star out.

Lee Jae-yong jumped into the swimming pool.

During those years in prison, I almost lost most of my masculine energy.

If *** hadn't used some tricks, I probably wouldn't have been able to deal with these few attacks.

Speaking of which, why hasn't *** replied to my message yet? Is it so difficult to deal with Jin Meiting?

As soon as Lee Jae-yong emerged from the water, a girl immediately handed him a dry towel.

After drying himself, he lay down on the recliner and picked up his phone to contact ***.

After waiting for a while, the call was finally connected, but the fat head with big ears did not appear on the phone screen.

Instead, the picture shows a stunning woman with short lavender hair.

This was a face he was extremely familiar with.

"Boss, long time no see." Jin Meiting was wearing a bath towel, holding a red wine glass and shaking the red wine.

The exposed neck, collarbone and arms were dazzlingly white.

"Kim Mi-jeong!" Lee Jae-yong said gritting his teeth.

"It's me, Boss." Jin Meiting took a sip of red wine. "I'm fine. How are you?"

"So, he failed?" Lee Jae-yong took a deep breath. "How did you do it? It's absolutely impossible for you to do it alone."

"I didn't expect you to become so bold after going to Japan. Where's ***? I want to know if he's dead or alive."

"Of course... he can't be any deader." Kim Mi-jung smiled slightly. "How could I let him live? Lee Jae-yong."

"He's probably buried somewhere in Japan now. Don't worry, I found him a big suitcase that's definitely big enough to fit him. He won't be wronged at all."

"Okay, okay, I think you don't want to live anymore." Li Zaiyong was extremely angry, but his voice became calmer: "Who is your new backer? Aren't you afraid that I will bring this mountain down?"

"Jin Meiting, you know who I am. I am the richest man in this country, and my group is one of the largest in the world. How dare you betray me and find someone else to back you?"

"Kim Mi-jung, sometimes I even wonder if you've been brainwashed, just like the operatives I sent there to do. Someone's bewitched you." Lee Jae-yong picked up the whiskey next to the recliner and took a long sip. "What will you get by betraying me? Money?"

"Lee Jae-yong, do you know what I've learned most since leaving Korea?" Kim Mi-jung sneered, "We were arrogant and exaggerated, just like you are now."

"Do you think the entire universe belongs to you? Or, if you really think you can knock down the mountain where I rely on, I beg you to come and try it."

"You're not even as good as his fingernails, you know that?"

"As for what I gained? Humph, the feeling of being a woman, a sense of security, and infinitely expanding ambition." Jin Meiting tilted her head back and drank the red wine in one gulp.

"What else? You're not a woman, you don't understand the feeling of being filled up, the sense of security that comes from being held down by someone's body."

"As for your current position, Lee Jae-yong, it might not be long before you'll be sitting next to me."

"You and I look forward to seeing what you look like then."

Lee Jae-yong was stunned. With a bang, he smashed the whiskey in his hand onto the ground and laughed wildly, his face flushed red. "I'll wait for you, Kim Mi-jung, for you to take my seat."

"I'm waiting for you too, Lee Jae-yong." Kim Mi-jung smiled and said, "Waiting for you to come find me."

"I will. Just wait, woman." Lee Jae-yong took a deep breath.

Jin Meiting sneered and hung up the phone.

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Fang Zuo sat cross-legged on the rooftop of Tokyo Women's University.

Close your eyes and regulate your breathing.

The guy who was sticking to Shenmuli hasn't come back yet, and the room is empty.

And Momonogi Kana's room was brightly lit.

Momonogi Kana was wearing a cute black dress and kneeling on the ground praying for a long time, as if she was confessing something.

Then she took out the necklace from her neck, opened it, looked at the photo of her fiancé, and sighed deeply.

He turned over and lay on the bed, then suddenly thought of something and ran down to continue confessing.

I tossed and turned like this until dawn when I finally fell into a deep sleep.

Maybe she was too tired, or maybe she was injured by another Momonogi Kana, and the small world could not be opened until dawn.

It's rare to have such a dull night.

Fang Zuo, on the contrary, felt a little uncomfortable.

He jumped lightly and came to his room.

Cross your legs and walk around the body.

After several long weeks, I could still hear the sounds of beautiful women from time to time.

Many female college students are interested in Fang Zuo, the female dormitory manager.

Especially since he is either sleeping or not seeing anyone every day.

It has a rather mysterious color.

"Mr. Fang Zuo." A sweet voice came over.

Fang Zuo looked through the gap in the book and saw Fei Guangli walked in.

There were two natural blushes on her fair face, and she came to Fang Zuo carrying a pile of fruits.

The two willow-shaped eyebrows were drawn extremely delicately, the eyeliner was fully drawn, and the lipstick was changed to a brighter shade.

She smiled charmingly, her red lips parted to reveal her pearly teeth.

Like a girl in love, sitting on a long-distance bus, delivering delicious snacks to her lover who is in class.

The fruits have all been washed, cut, and neatly placed in the box.

He even thoughtfully brought a fork.

After several nourishments, Principal Fei Guangli became more and more energetic.

Hair is getting curlier and skirts are getting shorter.

The makeup looks younger and younger.

She put the fruit on the table, looked outside the house, and then used her body to block the light from the door.

He quickly picked up a piece of melon with his fingers and put it into Fang Zuo's mouth.

Hearing many footsteps coming from the door, he quickly retracted his hand.

"Is it sweet?" asked Hibiki.

"Not bad." Fang Zuo nodded.

Sweet.

Nowadays, fruits and vegetables are getting sweeter and sweeter, but they no longer have the same fruity taste as when we were children.

"I'm leaving. Remember to eat it all, Mr. Fang Zuo." Fei Guangli was overjoyed as she watched Fang Zuo chew and swallow.

He coughed a few times, then turned around, pretended to be indifferent, and walked out the door with a twist of his waist.

The new high heels on her feet, like her owner, can't wait to show off her charm.

I didn't expect that Hibiki Mitsuli had just left.

Shinmura Jing also walked over with enchanting steps.

This charming woman had hungry eyes.

Also carrying a bag of fruit.

I was stunned when I saw the fruits on the table.

When he knew it was sent by Fei Guangli, he felt so jealous that he cursed inwardly.

She appears to be dignified and reserved on the surface, but in fact, she is even better than me.