I save beautiful girls in Tokyo

Chapter 128 The road of handsome guys in Tokyo is destined to be uneven 【Subscription】

After the self-study get out of class, Jingu Makoto sighed silently while walking in the corridor.

'Missy is not cute at all! '

'Well, Xiaoxiang is the cutest. '

∵The two puberty syndrome incidents have made it very clear how much Xiaoxiang loves herself.

Also, buying gifts between lovers is an expression of love.

∴Buying clothes, gifts, watches, etc., Xiaoxiang is not trying to support her, it is an expression of love.

Conclusion: There is no such thing as soft rice!
After proving a world-class problem, Jingong Makoto's mood suddenly improved; however, the feeling of self-deception was still a little bit worse.

'What's the difference? '

When the movable building turned the corner to the second floor, he suddenly slapped his hands, thinking of it!
So what if he was adopted.

It’s not that men can’t eat soft food, but it’s true men who eat soft food hard!

'exactly. '

Sure enough, the road to becoming an upright, ... handsome Tokyo boy who controls his own destiny will not be smooth sailing. A great Tokyo handsome boy will not give in to any difficulties, even if it is Xiaoxiang.

Surging courage surged out of his chest along with self-confidence, roaring towards the whole body, and Makoto Jingu's footsteps also became firm and confident, and the expression once again filled his extremely handsome face.

How could the man who was destined to save the beautiful girl be frightened by mere soft rice?
'Come on, my dear Shan! '

Under the nourishment and training of love, people will change.

The essence of love is change.

Xiaoxiang, who is destined to be her own woman, will become well-behaved, obedient and cute under the nourishment of the "little whip" of love.

'Well, that must be the case. '

He is a lot better than he was 21 hours ago, and Jingu Makoto is very satisfied with this; the handsome Tokyo guy is not born great, but his choice and persistence create perfect personality.

Full of motivation, I took out the key and opened the door, only to find that the door lock of the activity room was open.

Forgot to lock the door yesterday?

Shen Gongcheng was puzzled, opened the door and entered the house, and then he was no longer puzzled.

There was a beauty lying on the three-person couch where she usually sat.

After hesitating for a moment, he gently closed the door, and sat on the opposite sofa with light steps, for fear of making any noise.

The beauty's indoor shoes on the sofa were kicked off, her two little feet were stacked together, her slender and round black silk legs were curled up at a 120° angle, the pleated skirt was rolled up just right, revealing a large section of snow-white beauty, the little suit covered her Her coveted charm is hidden on her body, only her black hair is exposed.

Xiaoxiang was sleeping with her arms as pillow.

'Sleeping Beauty', the world famous painting. '

The prince didn't step up to give a kiss deeply to wake up his beloved princess.

Because of fear of getting beaten.

Xiaoxiang is not in the form of a giant panda baby now, so she must be very angry when she wakes up.

But he wanted to pick up Xiaoxiang and put her on the bed in the small bedroom. With a quilt and pillows, Xiaoxiang could sleep more comfortably.

Ladies and gentlemen, it must be wrong to regard this kind of thinking as soft rice men playing cheap.

This is his love training skill one: [You are too tired, it’s time to take a rest. 】

I was thinking about how to hug her without waking her up...well, it seemed like she would wake up no matter how I hugged her.

"Sincere."

Haruka Inagawa, who was sleeping face-in, made a low sound.

Not sure if she was talking in her sleep or if she was already awake, Shen Gongcheng didn't dare to answer.

"come over."

"Oh."

Jingu Makoto stood up.

It turned out that he was woken up by opening the door.

"sit down."

The voice was lazy and tired.

Makoto Jingong sat obediently on the side, and before sitting down, he even tidied Xiaoxiang's hair a little to prevent her hair from being crushed.

Inagawa Haruka closed her eyes and arched upwards, just like Xiangbao at that time, with her head resting on his lap, rubbed against him, and continued to sleep.

"Baby, go sleep in the bedroom."

His voice was soft and he caressed his tender face.

"Don't go."

Inagawa Haruka pouted, "It doesn't smell like you."

……

Originally planned to finish a few papers during the club activity time, Xiao Xiang was pillowed on his lap, and Jingong Makoto couldn't do his homework, so he had to silently look at the beauty on his lap.

She was tired and tired, but she seemed relaxed and happy at the moment, with a slight smile on her lips.

I wanted to kiss her tender cheeks, but I couldn't reach them, so I had to stroke the hair on her face and pin it behind her ears.

Xiaoxiang suddenly smiled, closed her eyes and held his hand, raised her face, pressed his broad palm under her face and continued to sleep.

A small hand caressed his wrist.

"How late did you work last night?"

Jingongcheng knew that Xiaoxiang was awake, but she was just lying on the lazy bed.

"Six o'clock."

It's six o'clock in the morning.

Rubbing his face against the back of his hand, the warm and smooth touch made him feel distressed.

He whispered, "Go to the bedroom, I'll carry you to the bed and sleep for a while?"

"Ah."

Her tender face rubbed the back of her hand again, "I won't sleep."

Jingu Cheng smiled, and his voice was more gentle, "So greedy for me?"

"I've been greedy for six years."

"Let me satisfy your craving today."

He lowered his head and kissed the beautiful hair, trying to pull out his arms to hug the beauty, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

The speed and intensity reminded him of Chika Ryu.

"You don't wear the watch I bought you?"

Haruka Inagawa opened her eyes and stood up, the lazy joy on her face was swept away, a layer of ice was hung on her face, and her eyes fell into Jingu Makoto's pupils like knives.

"... Wear, wear it."

Makoto Jingu hesitated a little, reached into the jacket pocket of his suit with his left hand, and took out the Credo Tourbillon.

"What I bought was a pocket watch?"

Inagawa Haruka sat up, pinching his chin with her small hands, "How can I punish you if you don't wear the watch I bought for you?"

He didn't wait for him to say the love words of "one hundred kisses".

Haruka Inagawa pinched her chin with her fingers and said in a very cold tone, "Pick a 10-kilometer run behind a car in a skirt or dance in a bikini for 10 minutes. You choose one."

"Incense, I wear it, I just took it off!"

Jingu Makoto tried hard to defend himself.

"Why did you take it off?" Haruka Inagawa didn't let him go with her fingers pinching her chin, "There is no reason to satisfy me, and the punishment will be doubled!"

"I... don't like this watch very much."

Jingu Makoto tried to find a reason, "This watch doesn't match my face shape." In order to prove the same, he held the Credor Tourbillon strap with his left hand and lifted it to his face, "Look, it's too round, isn't it the same as the watch? Doesn't my face shape match?"

Haruka Inagawa glanced at her watch, then at his handsome face.

Jingu Makoto tried to calm himself down.

In fact, there is nothing to match or not. A watch worth 5000 million yen can be worn on your feet;

He just didn't want to tell the truth, and he didn't want Xiaoxiang to get angry.

"I'll forgive you this time."

After the cold chill dissipated, Inagawa Haruka let go of his chin and his wrist, lay on his lap again, and yawned lazily, "I personally chose it for you, even if you don't like it, you have to wear it." , like it even if you don’t like it.”

He raised his hand and patted his cheek, "Do you remember?"

"……remember."

"Hey, my sister loves you."

"..."

What?

Wear it.

Makoto Jingu silently put on the 5000 million yen Guidor Tourbillon again, and suddenly had the urge to smash it.

'Is it too wasteful, let's sell it. '

Sure enough, the road to being a great handsome guy in Tokyo is hard, and the man behind a successful woman is not so easy to be. Talking about love *teaching, it seems to be reversed *teaching.

"Cheng, carry me to the bedroom."

Inagawa Haruka rubbed her thigh again.

Jingong Makoto stretched out his arms until her legs were bent, but he wanted to hug her but found that he couldn't at all. This posture couldn't exert force.

There was a giggle in his arms, "Isn't my sincerity very powerful?"

The laughter is soft.

Jingu Cheng forced a smile on his face, and the sweet thoughts in his heart were gone.

(End of this chapter)