man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 233 [232] The first time
"Lucky Sang."

Shiina Iori was relieved, and Feng couldn't help but struggled as hard as she could in her soft and firm embrace: "...I have a girlfriend!"

Yuki Terashima's embrace became a little tighter, and his cherry-like mouth was slightly parted beside his ear.

"This is a lie."

"Um?!"

Shiina Iori was taken aback, before she had time to refute, she heard her calmly say: "Igarashi Yui, member number DR61741."

"The total consumption time is 231 hours, and the total consumption before going to bed is 3685600 yen."

"Right?"

Yuki Terashima's voice was calm, with a trace of undetectable smile.

Shiina Iori's expression froze suddenly.

Yes.

His old background has been planed out!
And the woman in front of him is also one of the shareholders.

In the future, it seems that there is no way to use this excuse to get away with it!
Just when Shiina Iori was regretting her slip of the tongue, Yuki Terashima hugged him and said flatly, "Iori, you are my boyfriend now."

"You are really bold enough to mention other inexplicable women to your current girlfriend."

"Ah" Shiina Iori turned her head instinctively, not to meet the woman in front of her, "Actually, I'm talking about my girlfriend in my hometown, because she didn't get into the university in Tokyo, she has been in Shizuoka "

"Another lie."

Yuki Terashima's delicate little face, which can be easily broken by bullets, always has that calm expression. He opened his mouth to face Shiina Iori, without the slightest sign of boredom, just pointing out one after another painstakingly.

"real!"

Shiina Iori swears by the bulb.

Yuki Terashima let go of his hand: "I have my own source of information, and I also know the fact that you wrote six love letters a day before college, but you never talked about your virginity once in love."

In fact, Maki sold it to her.

The corner of Shiina Iori's mouth twitched, she was silent for a long time, and finally smiled a little embarrassedly: "I really can't hide anything from you. Xing-san."

"First of all, don't put honorifics after your name."

Yuki Terashima first emphasized a sentence, and then smiled: "Secondly, as a boyfriend, this kind of apology is not sincere anyway, right?"

Is the form of the verbal address more important than the months of cheating?
The corner of Shiina Iori's mouth twitched: "I'm really sorry, it's been a while."

"Sincerity."

Yuki Terashima sat on the bed, his voice interrupted him softly, a pair of long black silk legs crossed up and down.

Following the angle of Shiina Iori, one can vaguely see the subtle scene deeper.

But Yuki Terashima didn't seem to care at all, and even deliberately indulged, but he kept emphasizing in his mouth:

"This level of 'sincerity' is not enough."

The voice is hoarse and charming.

This woman is really a fairy.

Shiina Iori thought to herself.

But what is a sincere apology?Could it be that he still needs to show his patience?
What's so good about a man?

Seemingly seeing that Iori Shiina really failed to comprehend what he meant, Yuki Terashima smiled meaningfully: "As a professional boyfriend, don't you even know what to say to calm your woman down?"

Hearing this, Shiina Iori seemed to have realized something.

He calmed down, took a deep breath, showed a standard and formulaic polite smile, and spoke in that magnetic gentle voice:
"Lucky, I love you."

Yuki Terashima sat on the bed, still with that expressionless face.

But the toes that were raised and lowered were slightly raised, the toes were tense, and the thighs trembled slightly.

"not enough."

Yuki Terashima looked at Shiina Iori with a flat gaze: "I hate this kind of smile."

"Your voice is obviously very reluctant."

"Why are you pretending to be smiling?"

When he said this, Yuki Terashima's lips curled up slightly, and even the corners of his eyes seemed to be smiling.

"I want to see your expression, Iori."

This is really a woman with an extremely bad personality.

The formulaic smile on Shiina Iori's face gradually faded away, and the delicate and stern face was also expressionless, with the corners of the eyes slightly drooping, and the corners of the lips slanted, showing a hint of disgust.

"Ah, I see."

"I love you, Xing."

The voice was so perfunctory that everyone could hear his reluctance.

After finishing speaking, he still muttered: "This interest is really bad enough, you bastard."

Yuki Terashima's smile seemed to become brighter, and even his voice became as warm as water, with a slight long tone:

"Really~?"

"Yes."

Shiina Iori answered decisively and concisely.

His order today was really terrible.

Yuki Terashima, however, seemed to be getting more and more happy, the tip of his tongue slipped over the corner of his lips, and his winking eyes were silky: "However, Iori who had to say 'love' to me despite his disgust and perfunctory face is simply the best."

Even the pressure accumulated from seeing Iori and other women walking on the street intimately before seemed to gradually dissipate in this contrasting expression and voice.

Shiina Iori's expression became more and more disgusted: "It's really bad enough possessiveness."

"Yes."

"I'm a very bad woman."

Terashima Yuki blushed, and said happily as if stating the facts: "Repeat again."

"I love you."

"More."

"I love you"

It wasn't until I was driven to repeat it dozens of times, until Shiina Iori himself became impatient, that Yuki Terashima allowed him to stop in satisfaction.

Iori's throat was a little dry.

He looked at the young rich woman in front of him, and suddenly a little enlightenment appeared in his heart.

Life is, indeed, a process of constant being hammered.

The only good thing now is that the young rich woman has chosen a gentler step-by-step route.

After the initial training, Yuki Terashima seemed to feel that enough was enough.

After that, he took Shiina Iori to sit in an indoor library, dismissed him casually, and read the book in his hand by himself.

Shiina Iori was a little puzzled at first, but he was happy and quiet. He found an unread book from the bookshelf, sat in the corner of the bookshelf, and began to flip through it by himself.

He waited until the time was delayed until he was about to leave work before he stuffed the unfinished psychology book back in its place.

Before leaving, he looked back.

Yuki Terashima still sat there motionless.

I don't know what to watch with such relish.

"Welcome to your next visit."

He was clearly saying very sincere clichés, but Shiina Iori seemed to be running away, and quickly ran away without waiting for the other party's response.

What he didn't know was.

"Clap."

Less than two seconds after the heavy closing sound of the door, the hardcover book in Yuki Terashima's hand that hadn't been turned over in half an afternoon fell on the table.

One hand held tightly to the hem of the skirt.

The fingers with neatly manicured nails curled slightly.

The white teeth nibbled on their knuckles.

The breath in the girl's mouth gradually became heavy, and even the sound of her heartbeat seemed to be activated, her face was blushing.

The entire upper body collapsed on the table.

On a face that has never shown any emotions, there was a joyful expression that seemed to be satisfied and impulsive, and murmured in a low voice:

"Whether you hate it or like it."

"More. More, pay attention to me"

"Iori."

　The first!
　　The next chapter comes a little later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)