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

His daughter-in-law, Asami Takigawa, takes good care of this small garden.

What a charming woman!

Junichiro Koizumi looked at Takigawa Asami's little house and had the urge to rush in and hold her down! !

But reason tells me that I can't be so blatant.

After all, Shinjiro Koizumi is still in this house.

Just as he turned to leave, a cry of "Ouch" suddenly came from the house.

The cry was panting and exhaling, lingering and turning...

Junichiro Koizumi couldn't help but turn around and walked over.

Come to the window.

I saw a small gap in the curtains that were usually drawn tightly.

Junichiro Koizumi couldn't help but look inside through the small gap.

And Takigawa Asami was bending over the window, making the bed.

She was wearing a white nightgown and her black hair fell down her back.

The round buttocks are wrapped in the nightgown.

The traces of underwear can be clearly seen.

The narrow fabric could only cover half of the buttocks, and the remaining soft and white buttocks showed a faint flesh color through the nightgown.

The lace of the nightgown hangs down at the thigh, just covering the important parts

As she made the bed left and right and up and down, Takigawa Asami kept twisting her waist and swinging her fat buttocks.

The lace at the corner of the pajamas was also dancing.

This posture seems to be inviting any man...

Junichiro Koizumi was so aroused by what he saw that his body, which had been gradually aging, was suddenly filled with youthful strength.

He couldn't help but reach out and push the door.

Even though he knew it was locked.

But unexpectedly, he pushed the door open.

The sound of the door opening immediately startled Takigawa Asami.

"Who?"

She was so frightened that she immediately stood up and turned around.

A pair of small hands were clenched into fists and placed on the chest, making a gesture of protecting oneself, but squeezing the arc even more.

Her face showed a frightened yet charming expression.

"Ah... father-in-law, you?"

Junichiro Koizumi could no longer control himself and rushed over, trying to hug Takigawa Asami.

But she stretched out her arms to keep the distance firmly, so he could only put his hands on her shoulders: "Yami, have you not thought about it yet?"

"Come with me, I will give you everything you want. Shinjiro, that useless guy, is not a real man of the Koizumi family..."

"I am the master of this house."

"Where are those sexy lingerie I gave you? Put them on..."

Junichiro Koizumi spoke in a hoarse voice, gradually increasing the strength of his arms.

"Ah, no, I can't do this..." Takigawa Asami struggled to resist: "This is unfair to Shinjiro..."

suddenly.

A loud shout came from outside the door: "What are you doing?"

Junichiro Koizumi woke up instantly and slowly loosened his arms.

The bloodshot eyes represent unwillingness.

Asami Takigawa hurriedly picked up the yellow knitted jacket next to her and covered her chest.

But it can't hide the delicate and white arms and shoulders.

A petite body and a pair of white and soft legs tightly closed.

The lace that holds the hem of the nightgown.

Revealing half of the plump thighs and full calf lines.

Junichiro Koizumi turned around, looked at Shinjiro Koizumi, and glared at him coldly.

He didn't care about his son's flushed face and clenched fists.

He slowly straightened his collar and strode out as if nothing had happened.

Just arrived at the door

suddenly.

Shinjiro Koizumi stretched out his arm and leaned against the door frame to stop him.

Junichiro Koizumi's bloodshot eyes glared at Shinjiro Koizumi.

Sharp eyes.

The power of being prime minister for a long time is booming.

Faced with his father's momentum, Shinjiro Koizumi slowly lowered his arm that was blocking him.

"Hmph." Junichiro Koizumi turned his head and continued walking out.

"Father, you're leaving like this? Won't you explain it to me?" Shinjiro Koizumi's unwilling voice came from behind him.

"What do you want to explain? What do I need to explain to you?" Koizumi Junichiro didn't even turn around, and his voice was the same as usual: "Yami's arm was twisted. I was just worried about her and wanted to help her. What kind of mess are you thinking about? Yami, is this right?"

"Ah... yes... yes..." Takigawa Asami had tied up her messy hair and put on the yellow knitted jacket she was holding to cover up her exposed nightgown: "I twisted my arm just now... so... so my father-in-law..."

"I'm sorry, please stop arguing over misunderstandings. It's all my fault...it's my fault..."

As Takigawa Asami spoke, her beautiful eyes became moist with grievance. She bit her lower lip and shook her head at Koizumi Shinjiro.

Signaled him not to quarrel with his father.

When Shinjiro Koizumi saw his wife, Asami Takigawa, with tears in her eyes, he suddenly felt very distressed.

It was as if I saw the miserable look of Miko after she jumped off the building.

He took a deep breath, and his tall body gradually shrank.

No more talking.

"Hmph, did you hear what Yamei said? Is this the tone you use to talk to your father?" Junichiro Koizumi said loudly.

"I'm...I'm sorry...Father...Father..." Shinjiro Koizumi squeezed out these words from between his teeth with difficulty.

"I'll have another interview in a couple of days. Don't embarrass me this time, you useless thing." Junichiro Koizumi said this before striding away.

Shinjiro Koizumi listened to his father's footsteps gradually moving away, as if each step was stepping on his face.

If you can't even protect your own things, are you still a man?

Ahhhh! !

Shinjiro Koizumi punched the wall hard.

His fist was covered in blood.

"Ah!! Shinjiro!!" Takigawa Asami covered her mouth in surprise with her little hands, showing a distressed expression.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he hurriedly rummaged through the drawers and took out a small first aid kit.

Take out the medicine and gauze from inside.

He hurriedly pulled Koizumi Shinjiro to sit aside.

Then she carefully and gently bandaged the injured area for him.

It was rare for Shinjiro Koizumi to look at his wife so closely.

With long hair tied up.

The blush brought by the grievance just now was still on her delicate face.

A touch of red lips and charming eyes are captivating and charming.

And below the collarbone...

Shinjiro Koizumi didn't look down.

Took it back...

He knew that wherever he looked, the coldness of his body would cause him the greatest humiliation.

The hotter your heart is, the colder your body will be.

The more unbearable the humiliation is...

Now... just right.

Looking at the gentle look on Yamei's face as she bandaged herself.

I felt like I was back in my first love, just looking at Miko.

She was the only one who never despised herself and always encouraged herself.

"Okay..." Takigawa Asami quickly bandaged it and put the box aside.

She sat on the corner of the bed, a wronged and weak expression on her face again, two lines of tears naturally flowed down, and she said in a fearful tone: "It's a good thing you came, otherwise... I... I..."

"Fortunately, you called me earlier to let me come down..." Koizumi Shinjiro looked at the bandage on his hand and said fiercely: "Otherwise, that beast would have succeeded..."

"You'd better stop arguing with your father-in-law...Don't let it affect your future." Takigawa Asami wiped the tears from her face with her small hands and said with a forced smile, "As long as everything goes smoothly for you, it doesn't matter if I suffer a little grievance..."

"Don't call him father-in-law, he doesn't deserve it!" Koizumi Shinjiro said fiercely, "He is not worthy of being my father, let alone your father-in-law..."

"I don't have such a shameless guy as my father..."

He stood up, turned around and walked towards the door. He paused slightly and stopped. "I'll bear with you for a while longer. When I become Prime Minister and take control of the family... Humph... Then this kind of thing will never happen again!!!"

"My things are mine, no one can take them away!!!"

After that, he strode away.

Asami Takigawa looked at Shinjiro Koizumi's receding back.

After wiping away the remaining tears, he sneered, "Useless thing, you don't even dare to turn against me. I can't wait that long..."

"Looks like I need to use some drastic measures!!"

----

Three Lexus minivans were heading to a boxing gym in the southern suburbs of Tokyo.

In the middle nanny car.

Kamiki Rei, wearing a sportswear, and Momonogi Kana, also wearing a sportswear, sat in the back row.

Yua Mikami was still wearing a Chanel-style jacket and a pair of black leather boots.

Soon, the vehicle drove into the boxing gym gate.

"Ms. Mikami, there are a lot of strong auras in here, so be careful." A voice came from the microphone in the car to remind.

"Well...the other party probably wouldn't dare to murder us so blatantly..." Mikami Yuya said, pausing slightly. "Just in case, call the police hotline and report it..."

After the vehicle drove into the boxing gym, Yuya Mikami and the other two got out.

The other party had already come to greet us.

Standing behind Demi Blackrock and Reilly were a group of unfamiliar faces that Yuya Mikami had never seen before.

"Ms. Mikami Yuya, if you don't come... we will go to the Mikami family to look for you..." Demi Blackrock was wearing a black women's suit.

Her long brown hair was tied into a high ponytail at the back of her head.

Her hips were second only to Abe Noja's, and they made her suit trousers look so full that they were about to burst.