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

"Idiot, there's a zipper on the side." Yingkong Kurumi blushed, grabbed Fang Zuo's big hand and reached in from the side.

"Okay, you can tell me now." Fang Zuo was satisfied as he let the two plump buttocks overflow and retract between his thumbs.

"I might have to go to Russia on a mission. It was my own request." Yingkong Kurumi hooked her arm around the man's neck and added softly, "It's the Northern Four Islands, which used to be Japanese territory. Don't be mean to me because of this."

"Why should I be so mean to you?" Fang Zuo shook his head.

"Oh, you made me so worried. I've been thinking about how to tell you." Yingkong Huwalnut tightened her buttocks as if as a reward, and exerted force on her waist. She climbed up with the help of Fang Zuo's big hand, gave the man a deep kiss, and then relaxed her buttocks and continued to shrink back into the man's arms.

"I want to work hard to move up, maybe it will be helpful to you in the future." Yingkong Kurumi said softly: "Especially this time when you asked me to rescue Morisawa Kana..."

Suddenly, Yingkong Kurumi seemed to think of something.

The small mouth with bared fangs and claws bit Fang Zuo's chest, pulling out the flesh and mumbling vaguely: "Tell me, are you having an affair with that slutty woman? The way she shakes her butt looks so slutty."

"Don't you want to know why I rescued her?" Fang Zuo quickly changed the subject.

"I don't want to know, because you must have your reasons." Yingkong Kurumi opened her mouth and looked at the teeth marks on Fang Zuo's chest. She kissed them lightly again. "Also, I don't understand what you did, but I think that if I work hard to climb up, there will definitely be a time when I can help you."

Yingkong Hutao's buttocks suddenly shrank and tightened, then she struggled on Fang Zuo's big hand, jumped down, landed on her feet, then bent her waist and squatted down.

She looked up at Fang Zuo and glared at the man fiercely.

The little head just lowered.

The high black ponytail kept shaking.

"Aren't we talking about business?" Fang Zuo couldn't help but grab the rhythmically bouncing ponytail with one hand.

"Now... I can... say it." Yingkong Kurumi said slurredly: "Have you eaten that slutty... woman?"

In the small office next door.

Feng Hualian didn't dare to release her spiritual power, and stuck to the wall, listening to the noise next door.

In the days to come, I will see that man again.

but.

But she always used the identity of another woman.

Thinking of this, Feng Hualian finally couldn't hold it in anymore. She lay on the desk, buried her face in her arms, and sobbed softly.

Fang Zuo walked out of the Tokyo Exorcist Security Bureau.

Without answering Yingkong Kurumi's question, he took the strawberry planted on the neck with teeth marks all over it.

At last.

After promising Yingkong Kurumi to keep the tooth marks and strawberries for one night, he was let off without further questioning.

Fang Zuoxian came to Xinrong Planning in Shinjuku.

The cat cafe has turned off the lights.

On the sign, a giant cat-shaped neon light still attracts the attention of passers-by.

In the inner room.

The catgirl sisters have fallen into a deep sleep.

But Hebei Caiyi has not woken up yet and is still sleeping.

But she could sense that the soul had recovered well, and that the demon soul had been gradually completely refined by her.

After all, he has the bloodline of the ancient demon fox from Qingqiu.

Now that his spiritual power is so scarce, he relies on instinct and bloodline to safely get through the fourth tail.

Fang Zuo turned and left, coming to the nearby Tokyo Imperial Hotel and walking into the room where the agency was located.

The bald old man was unexpectedly alone in the room, with neither the young girl nor the old woman around.

Seeing Fang Zuo walk in, he quickly stood up, prostrated himself on the ground, and respectfully called out, "Sir."

"Well, get up." Fang Zuo nodded and was about to sit on the sofa, but then he thought better of standing.

"Sir, please feel free to sit down. This sofa is new and has never been touched before." The bald old man stood up and said carefully, smiling, "I am the only one who wipes it every day with a new towel."

"You guy, I really want to ask you to come over to help me with the chores." Fang Zuo sat down with relief and said with a smile.

"It would be a blessing for me if I could stay with you, sir, even for a short while." The bald old man said quickly with great joy.

"Have all those industries been dealt with?" Fang Zuo did not continue speaking, but asked instead.

"It's been handled. According to your instructions, we've hired some professional managers to take care of it. However, it would be better for you to meet with the heads of some departments." Seeing that Fang Zuo didn't respond, the old man showed a hint of just the right disappointment and quickly replied.

Then he took out a file bag from the table next to him and handed it to Fang Zuo: "These businesses are not like hotels. If we don't meet and stabilize people's hearts, they may be poached by other companies, and it will affect profits."

"Okay, let's wait for two days." Fang Zuo nodded, took the file bag, stood up, and left the room as the bald old man bowed every three steps.

With a thought, he realized that Jin Meiting was still holding a meeting with his subordinates in the conference room so late. It seemed that just as Oda Yui said, he had almost no time to rest.

In another suite, Kiko Sasaki was lying on the bed with a flushed face.

She suppressed her fists and bit the bed sheet with her little mouth.

A pair of loose buttocks, rippling with water, dazzling white.

I didn't realize there was this side to this woman.

Fang Zuo smiled teasingly and came to the door of her hotel suite.

Chapter 195 Men are all bad

Tokyo Women's University.

Rei Kamiki returned to school tiredly. In order to prepare for the All Japan Final Fighting Championship, she has been practicing hard in the arena these days.

Occasionally Zhang Benhe would point out her mistakes, and there were countless people who could practice with him.

Although they were all vicious gladiators, everyone loved her very much.

She is very happy these days.

For Shenmuli, this kind of life is her happiest moment.

There is honor, sweat, hope, goals, and guidance.

There is also a master whom I am eager to interact with.

It's a pity that this master is like a piece of wood.

Is my charm really that bad? At least when I walk on the street, many men will turn around and look at me.

Shen Muli sighed, opened her clothes and looked at herself.

He looked behind him again.

Isn’t this considered a curvy figure?

Why not eat yourself?

Ugh.

Shen Muli sighed again.

Who made this master like coquettish and sexy old women?

I haven't used the sexy lingerie I bought yet.

Shen Muli lowered her head and bumped into the woman opposite her with a 'bang'.

"you again."

"you again."

Momonogi Kana also just came back from class.

The two women collided with each other again, just like last time.

Then they both made a sound at the same time.

"Humph."

They all snorted coldly.

Then they turned around at the same time, one in front and one behind, and walked towards their dormitory.

Momonogi Kana walked behind, looking at Kamiki Rei who was covered in sweat and stains in front of her.

There was also a pair of boxing gloves draped over his shoulders.

It seems he is coming back from boxing practice.

"It turns out that she is also a very hardworking girl." Momonogi Kana sighed.

Everyone is working hard to achieve their goals in life.

And what are your own goals?

Dedicated to the Lord?

It seems that I can't find any motivation.

Apart from hoping to see the uncle in my dreams, I don’t know what to do in life.

However, the person to whom the Archbishop assigned the task did not show up.

So annoying.

I haven't had any dreams these days, and the uncle hasn't come.

Momonogi Kana couldn't help but worry about what would happen if she never dreamed.

Then I won’t be able to see the uncle anymore.

That guy even said he married me in his dream. What a joke. Men are all liars.

They are all bad things.

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Kyoko Sasaki came to the door of the hotel room and looked through the peephole.

It turned out to be the hotel suite's butler, waiting at the door with a dining cart.

As soon as Kyoko Sasaki opened the door of her hotel room, the housekeeper immediately gave her a professional smile.

He bowed and said, "Hello, Ms. Sasaki Nozomi. I know your party just ended. This is the hotel's hangover soup and fresh fruit."

"Ah, thank you so much." Kyoko Sasaki quickly made way to let the housekeeper in.

After the butler placed all these on the table one by one, he bowed and pushed the dining cart away.

As expected of a big hotel, the service is really good.

Looking at the things on the table, Kyoko Sasaki continued to sigh and felt very uneasy.

Today's banquet is almost entirely filled with luxurious food. Just looking at the exquisiteness of the food itself, you can tell that it is very expensive.

Although each person only had a few small thick slices of tuna sashimi on the plate, the fact that it said bluefin tuna on the label made everyone present exclaim in admiration.

They all took out their mobile phones to take pictures of the whole table of food as souvenirs.

How much will this cost, including the hotel room fees for these days, and the fees for the Rolls-Royce and the driver.

Kyoko Sasaki had originally thought that after these days were over, she would grit her teeth, take out all her meager savings and give them to her brother-in-law to pay the bill.

But by now, her heart had become so numb that she didn't dare to think about how much money she had.

In short, no matter how you calculate it, it is a price that I definitely cannot afford.

What should I do...

Kyoko Sasaki suppressed her worries, took off her coat, bra and thong, and went into the bathroom to wash.

As the water temperature and mist in the bathroom rose, Kyoko Sasaki's blood flowed faster throughout her body. As she became more drunk, her skin became more sensitive.

In a big hotel, even the water pressure of the shower head is so strong.

It washed over Kyoko Sasaki's skin, giving her a finger-like touch.

The water occasionally washed over the plump flesh, causing Kiko Sasaki to tremble uncontrollably.

It's like scraping.