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

In the past, I admired her as a fellow woman.

but now.

We have to find a way to eliminate this potential threat.

Her husband, Kinnosuke Asai, followed and said softly, "Don't worry about her, I already..."

'Snapped. '

A crisp sound.

Abe Nojaku turned around and slapped Asai Kinnosuke.

"Don't think I don't know that you contacted the Kirigakure Ninja Clan of your Asai family and asked them to send a ninja to assassinate Shiraishi Nagimitsu."

"Asshole, does she need us to resort to assassination?"

"Have you ever thought that if I can get this news, other families will get it."

"This incident will be used by other political opponents to attack me. Remember, don't try to provoke the government."

"Besides, you are not me. You can't cover up the assassination, understand?"

"Yes." Asai Kinnosuke's face was visibly bruised.

He looked at Abe Nojaku with raised eyebrows and scolding, his eyes full of obsession.

He whispered, "I didn't intend to kill her. I just wanted to put a few scars on her face to make her less perfect."

'Snapped. '

Abe Noja slapped Asai Kinnosuke in the face again.

"You mean she's more perfect than me?"

Asai Kinnosuke said fearfully: "No, you will always be the most beautiful in my heart."

Abe Noque snorted coldly and sat in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce.

really.

Even her husband sensed the threat posed by Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

It seems that I have to use some tricks on her.

Inside the Exorcist Police Station.

Yingkong Kurumi pulled down the curtains and saw Fang Zuo looking at his phone.

She pouted.

"Humph! Who sent this message? Are you leaving? No!"

After saying that, she pushed Fang Zuo against the wall with her little hand.

Stand on your left leg and swing your right leg to take off your high heels.

Then he kicked up into the sky.

She placed her right leg, wrapped in black-striped stockings, on Fang Zuo's shoulder.

Kneeling straight.

The two long beautiful legs were stretched into a straight line.

Demonstrates amazing flexibility.

The originally thin black-striped stockings were stretched out by the straightened skin of the right leg, becoming light and translucent.

The black semi-transparent pattern is tightly attached to the white skin of the legs.

Against the backdrop of the semi-transparent black stockings, the curves of her slender and round legs are perfectly outlined.

The skin appears smoother, whiter and tenderer.

The little foot wrapped in stockings was like a small and delicate jade hook, swaying playfully on Fang's left shoulder.

Touching Fang Zuo's face from time to time.

"Tell me quickly, who is she? Is she as pretty as me? Even if she is, are her legs as pretty as mine?"

Yingkong Kurumi said coquettishly.

She proudly shook her jade feet wrapped in black stockings.

The white and tender toes under the black stockings were slightly curled up, slowly and teasingly rubbing the left side of Fang's neck.

Fang Zuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and handed over the phone: "I ordered a message from an underground intermediary, and now they've delivered it."

Yingkong Kurumi took the phone, without even looking at it, and threw it onto the seat behind her.

"Tell me! Which is more important now, the news or me?"

Fang Zuo put his hands around Yingkong Kurumi's back and lifted up her uniform skirt.

As if punishing him, he grabbed the two buttocks that were barely big enough to fit in his hand.

Chapter 76: Future Idol Superstar (Please Read!)

Five fingers sank into the buttocks.

Yingkong Kurumi bit her lower lip in pain, and a blush appeared on her face.

But her beautiful eyes were lost.

Fang Zuo pulled hard.

There was a crackling sound.

A big hole was torn in the black patterned pantyhose.

He suddenly pulled Sakura Sora Kurumi, who was doing a split with her long legs, towards him.

Prove what is important through actions.

Imperial Hotel Tokyo.

Japanese media reporters gathered.

Today is the Korean cultural exchange press conference.

It is also a signing event for South Korea’s JYP Entertainment Group.

today.

All Japanese entertainment media received a message.

They will witness the emergence of a brand new Japanese and Korean idol girl group.

In the conference room.

Several girls looked at Oda Yui's delicate face with a little baby fat and felt a little gloating.

There is no place for her in this beautiful girl group.

This beautiful girl has always been the public enemy of the girls in several nearby middle schools.

Almost all the boys they have a crush on like Oda Yui openly or secretly.

Everyone likes this girl who is recognized as the school beauty in several middle schools.

After hearing that Oda Yui also came to sign up for the idol group.

A few of them were a little worried for a while because one of the spots was taken by Oda Yui.

"Yui, are you really not going to participate?" asked one of the girls.

"Well, Onii-chan said there are other arrangements for me." Oda Yui nodded: "But I don't understand the terms of the contract."

"Can you push your Onii-chan's line to us?" Several girls had stars in their eyes.

Although the group of girls nearby were not very familiar with Oda Yui, they also witnessed the scene a few days ago.

Some even handed their business cards to the man, but unfortunately he didn't accept them.

They heard the key words and quickly gathered around.

They all took out their cell phones and prepared.

"Onii-chan won't let me." Oda Yui smiled sweetly.

The refusal was straightforward.

Of course I know what these so-called best friends are planning.

Don’t even think about yourself!

dream!

The girls stopped talking and sat quietly in the conference room, waiting for the beautiful and charming Korean agent to come out.

In the middle of the conference room, Jin Meiting looked at herself in the mirror.

Very satisfied.

Still wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

Light purple hair.

The large white bra on her upper body covered her deep cleavage.

No other clothes to wear.

The air conditioner made my shoulders too cold, so I just put on a small coat to cover them.

She was wearing a black miniskirt and black stockings.

Kim Mi-jeong is very proud of her appearance and figure.

How many covetous looks do I have to endure every day in Korea?

During these years in Japan, she also got to know many famous Japanese beauties.

For example, the two beautiful congressmen who are about the same age as me.

Although my upper and lower bust are not as big as theirs, they are only slightly smaller.

She is as confident in her figure and appearance as they are.

Jin Meiting untied her oversized bra, and a pair of soft breasts popped out.

She looked at the skin carefully.

Sure enough, the purple bruises had faded away and returned to their original color.

That mysterious man is now his own boss

After sending yourself to an unparalleled peak.

I just left a little for myself.

Let all the bruises and torn wounds on the skin heal quickly.

I can even feel that my skin is more elastic.

The area is tighter.

Although she was excluded from the Korean chaebol forces.

But after running around for so many years, I have also learned a lot about the inside story of the top of the power pyramid in South Korea.

In front of his new boss, those chaebols seemed like just children playing house.

"Team Leader Jin, it's time. The reporters and members are all here." The assistant said after knocking on the door and coming in.

Jin Meiting nodded, straightened her waist gracefully, and walked out in high heels.

A quick glance.

The long-awaited Oda Yui was standing in the crowd.

The little girl was only wearing a simple sailor skirt, black knitted socks at the calf and a pair of small leather shoes.

She put on a little lip gloss and tied her hair into ordinary twin ponytails.

Even so.