man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 182 [181] Which girl is he dating?

Shiina Iori had a standard business smile on her face.

Although he said the lines that he had repeated to so many women for a long time, he was unexpectedly a little nervous today.

It's not because of the vulgar reasons that this Yujie is good-looking, or that her chest shape is a bit to his liking.

Rather, he was late for the first time on a part-time job.

You won't deduct money, will you?
As he thought about it, although his expression remained the same on his face, he looked at the woman in front of him with a vague sense of apprehension in his heart.

The mature woman on the opposite side was silent for a long time, and seemed to have finally calmed down.

Then, just like when he was sitting on the bench just now, he raised his cold eyes, pretended not to care, and casually raised his chin towards a coffee shop next to him:

"Well, let's go there."

Even though most of the suit skirt was torn off and long sleeves were wrapped around the waist, the tough temperament on Daidoji Sakura's body didn't seem to have lost the slightest bit.

It seems that he is not very human?

Shiina Iori silently judged in her heart.

At the same time, Daoji Sakura, who was walking in front of him, was in the heart.
Teeth white!

Heart beating so fast.

Is there any redness in the face?

You didn't make a strange expression, did you?
The color number of the lipstick is right? ! ?
After many years, Daidaoji Sakura suddenly recalled how she felt when she was confessed to by others for the first time.

I remember that it was an autumn evening when the maple leaves were red, and the two-dimensional handsome yellow-haired uncle next door who had failed another blind date bowed hard, as if he had exhausted his courage all his life, and was still in the third grade at that time. The home itself sends out the most sincere.
cough.

Anyway, it's kind of weird.

"Compared with Western-style cafes, do you prefer Japanese-style dessert shops?" Shiina Iori looked at the storefront that the woman chose at random, and gave her a bright smile, "Okay, I will remember it in the future."

"You seem to believe in your own judgment? Can you tell me the reason?" Daidaiji Sakura calmed down and seemed not to be touched in the slightest. "Besides, I don't really like other people guessing my thoughts."

"Is that so?"

"Actually, I have this idea because you have a very refreshing cherry blossom scent on your body."

Shiina Iori leaned sideways, vaguely helping her to cover the side where she might be exposed: "At the end of the hotter May season, it is not easy to smell such a fragrance."

"It's very similar to my favorite cherry blossom cake."

Daoji Sakura was taken aback.

She had clearly prepared her speech in her heart, but she was suddenly disrupted by the sudden "like".

Be caught off guard.

It's like a deer is jumping in the chest.

"Also, how about getting into a better mood before going for a drink?"

Shiina Iori said, and gestured to the women's clothing store on the street next to her: "I just saw some pretty good suit skirts."

"Can you wear it for me?"

"Wear, wear for young people who are several years younger than me.?!"

Daodaoji Sakura's face blushed at first when she heard the words, but she couldn't feel annoyed that she was being teased for no reason, instead, some young people seemed to want to refuse to welcome her inexplicably.

This feeling that the control is not in her hands made her panic and look forward to it.

But in just a few seconds, her strong woman's cold temper immediately woke her up, and changed the subject: "That's right! I haven't paid you yet, your fee is."

While speaking, he frantically opened the wallet in the small bag, and he grabbed a handful of Fukuzawa Yukichi.

She seemed to want to use the real money to ignite pure reason, to remind herself that this was just a two-hour instant gratification.

But before he finished speaking, the small hand that was flipping through the wallet was suddenly held down by a big hand.

"Before taking money"

"Can I hold your hand first?"

The moment the voice fell, the small hand that was holding down by the big hand, which was still struggling just now, suddenly became silent.

Daidaoji Sakura raised her head and looked at the young man in front of her who lowered her head and lowered her eyes to look at him. Even the sound of her breathing became thin and short, her long and outlined eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes faltered, wanting to speak.

There was a faint heat on the face that was still insisting on not showing the slightest emotion.

Like a winter plum frozen by frost, when spring comes suddenly, the warmth melts the snow in autumn and winter, and the petals bloom.

"."

"what ever."

The two words seemed to be full of reluctance, but Daodaoji Ying suddenly felt like being peeled off the eggshell, touching the subtle feeling of the real heart, and exhausted all her strength to spit it out slowly.

Since returning to China last year, it seems that this is the first time she has expressed her emotions so freely.

Thinking of this, no matter in the company or at home, the dull corners of his mouth, which were suppressed by the constant heavy pressure, could not help but be drawn in front of the little man in front of him.

Even the footsteps seem to become a little lighter.

Seeing the faint smile on Ms. Daidaiji's face, Shiina Iori also showed a natural smile.

At this moment, Shiina Iori, who came out to work part-time under the banner of grocery shopping, was completely sure.

If you use a little more force, you should not be deducted money.

Right?
conference table,

Yuki Terashima, who was seated at the main seat, crossed his chest and folded his arms silently, his slender, white fingers tapped lightly on his arm one after another like the most precise hour.

Sitting opposite her was a whole table of men and women of different ages.

Although these people are all dressed in suits and ties, they seem to be trying their best to make their clothes look more serious, but for some reason, before they even opened their mouths, the faint aura of weak people emanating from them is inexplicable. People feel like they are crowning themselves with monkeys.

The proposal on the table has been on the third page for 4 minutes.

The man standing in front of the ppt was still looking for the preliminary materials they hadn't prepared on the computer.

The expressions on everyone's faces were stiff.

It can be seen that they all really want to make this presentation well.

However, it is a pity that there is a lack of related capabilities.

Terashima Yuki lowered his eyes on the main seat.

Starting in the morning, the whole day has been full of unsatisfactory things.

Even if his energy-raising skills are outstanding enough and his state of mind is calm enough, Yuki Terashima doesn't intend to wait any longer.

"Stop."

Everyone on the opposite table paused suddenly, and then made a series of chaotic and noisy noises.

"Miss Terashima, you misunderstood!"

"We can actually find it, please wait a little longer"

"Why don't we skip this part first!"

"It's all the fault of Fudao's daughter!"

Procrastination, fluke, and all kinds of remarks that shirk responsibility are mixed together, making the noise that is already noise even more annoying.

Yuki Terashima just watched indifferently.

After waiting until the other party gradually calmed down, he said indifferently: "If I remember correctly, the person who handed over and introduced me to me last time should be a woman."

"If you have other complicated difficulties, then I will change as soon as possible."

"Do you have anything to add?"

"Patriarch of Dao Temple."

Yuki Terashima specifically pointed out a man in his fifties, tall and thin, with thick eyebrows raised ferociously, but unexpectedly weak when speaking.

"No, no."

"Yes! Yes, if we can get my niece back."

"Then wait until you get back."

Yuki Terashima calmly put down his words, stepped on the crisp footsteps, got up and walked out of the conference room.

Behind her, a woman with half of her head covered in gauze followed step by step.

After Terashima Yuki's footsteps gradually faded away, the man with a very cowardly voice just now suddenly slammed on the table, his thick and fierce eyebrows were raised even higher, and he yelled at the young man in front of the screen with a fierce voice : "Yuan Yi! Didn't you say that you have mastered all the information left by that Daoji Sakura guy!"

"Tell me! What's going on?!"

"what?!"

"This is a business with the Terashima family, how dare you lie about such a terrible thing?!"

The man's voice was almost roaring, shaking the small objects in the conference room as if they were trembling.

Even the young man called Yuan Yi couldn't help shaking.

"I, I don't know that some of the materials left by my cousin will be missing. Before, she obviously just read it based on the ppt. Who knew that the lady from the Terashima family would suddenly ask me to explain the dynamics in this material. .”

"Obviously, obviously never before!"

"How dare you talk back?!"

The meeting room became more and more noisy.

Yukino Terashima, who was walking in the corridor, pretended not to hear him, and strode into the VIP sightseeing elevator all the way, staring at the scenery outside the window with some ecstasy.

Miss Udagawa, who was bandaged as an Arab, finally dared not talk much this time.

However, just looking at Yuki Terashima's ecstatic gaze, one could tell what was bothering her.

Is it because this order should have been completed long ago?
still is
Because of that boy in the morning?
Yuki Terashima just looked out of the window from a high place, watching the scenery in front of him keep getting bigger and the field of vision getting narrower and narrower.

I have to say that Ms. Udagawa did guess right.

In other words, for the girl named Yuki Terashima, the trouble items that can be chosen are too limited.

But it's not the same as the lovesickness and friendship she pondered in her heart.

'Now, which girl is Iori dating? '

She looked at the Shinjuku district, which overlooked most of it, and thought to herself.

'Igarashi Yui? '

'Sano? '

'The black long straight girl you saw last time? '

'Or the girl next to his sister? '

The sense of oppression brought by waiting and patience makes Terashima Yuki seem to be deep in the bottom of the sea, driven by the heavy endless undercurrent all the time, constantly oppressed and surging.

If I have been the same as before, just watching from a distance, observing in secret.

Will it feel better now?
In Terashima Yuki's heart, such a question unconsciously arose.

She regrets it a little.

The moment he heard the news that Shiina Iori had a girlfriend, he couldn't help but want to jump to the front of the stage and appear in his field of vision.

However, this move did not bring about any change in the relationship between himself and him.

On the contrary, because of the increasing number of girls around Iori, he became more and more impatient.

Impulsive, irritable.

Always doing weird things.

Thinking of this, Yuki Terashima suddenly turned his head: "Sorry, Miss Udagawa."

"Eh?"

Secretary Udagawa, whose head was bandaged behind him like an Arab, couldn't help being startled, and didn't quite react.

It wasn't until a second or two later that he seemed to understand the meaning of Yuki Terashima's words: "No, it's not. Forget it, it really hurts."

Yuki Terashima turned his back: "Next time if I hear that description, I will control it to the extent that it is only swollen."

Miss Udagawa's face darkened.

Is this an apology you? !
"Yes, I understand."

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Muttering and slandering for a long time, Miss Udagawa finally lowered her big head holding the white gauze.

However, at this time Terashima Yuki no longer looked at her.

Turning around, Yuki Terashima tapped a number in his hand.

"toot toot"

After a while, the call was connected.

A female voice full of surprise came from the opposite side.

"Hey?"

"Sano? It's me."

"Correct."

Yuki Terashima's voice was flat, with no ups and downs in his voice: "Is Iori by your side?"

"No."

"That's right, I'm hosting a reception next month."

"Correct."

"Can you ask Iori to come with you?"

"Then please."

"Ok."

It wasn't until Yuki Terashima hung up the phone, and the two walked out of the elevator slowly, that Udagawa asked cautiously, "Miss Xing?"

"Ok?"

Udagawa observed Yuki Terashima's face, and kept organizing her words. The wound on her head obviously improved her memory a lot: "Is that Master Iori you are talking about with the girl on the phone?"

"Ah."

Keep your voice down.

Udagawa didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Why can other girls move your sweetheart?

She thought so.

But he didn't dare to miss a word.

"We still don't know the possible consequences after Miss Udagawa asked this sentence that day. "

into the night,

Shiina Iori finally settled the only business of the day, and returned home triumphantly with today's income and a full grocery basket.

However, there was no movement in the room until he took out the key and opened the lock.

Open the door.

The living room was very quiet.

"Did you go out to eat?"

Shiina Iori turned on the phone and glanced at the communication records in the Line group.

Except for the screenshots of the game achievements that Yui sent to the group two days ago, there are no new remarks.

"Boom."

The door is closed.

Shiina Iori fumbled to turn on the headlights in the living room.

"Crack."

The light made the whole dark living room change abruptly between black and white, and the sudden light made Shiina Iori narrow her eyes carefully, took off her shoes and walked in from the hallway.

However, only one step has been taken.

The scene in the living room couldn't help but make his expression freeze completely on his face.

On the sofa, Nagisa Miyahara was dressed in a sexy black and white maid outfit, with a pair of cat ears on her head, wide cat gloves on her hands, and creamy white silk stockings tightly wrapped around her slender and slender legs, her petite figure curled up inside , as if about to sink in, fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long she has been waiting.

After turning on the light, Nagisa-chan got up in a daze.

The moment he saw Shiina Iori, his whole body was shocked, his face was blushing, and he stumbled back to the lines he had memorized very unskillfully:

"Master, Master~"

"Would you like a cup of fragrant, vanilla coffee?"

".Meow?"

The wide and plush cat paws are also artificially clinging to the small face.

Eyes wink.

Shiina Iori held a vegetable basket in her hand, squinted her eyes, and looked at her with a Tibetan fox face.

What kind of shameful play is this, and it's too big.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to have thought of something suddenly, turned his head towards the corridor, and took a deep breath.

"Maki——!!!"

　Did you already owe two chapters before you knew it?I will try my best to push down the overtime work this Saturday, and see if I can make it up (a mouthful of old blood)

　　BYZGR
　　
　
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