I save beautiful girls in Tokyo

Chapter 171 I am Makoto Jingu who loves you so much

Unlock there to unlock there.

The key to unlocking there is to give Xiaoxiang a confession she wants.

What kind of confession does Xiaoxiang want?

Makoto Jingu has thought about this question countless times, and has also checked it online many times.

There are many ways to confess, but they can be summed up in two words—romantic. In recent years, social death-type confessions have been popular, and they are nothing more than creating romance through contrast.

The form of romance can be ever-changing, and you can think of it as you like.

He just thought of one, and it feels super easy to use.

For example, taking advantage of the geographical location of the Inagawa Building next to the Skytree Tower, we booked all the advertising spots for the light show in the Skytree Tower.

On a clear night, stand with Xiaoxiang in front of the French windows on the top floor of the Inagawa Building, hold Xiaoxiang's hand and say the words of confession, and then point your hand, and the entire Skytree displays a series of super bright characters: [Xiang, I am Makoto Jingu likes you so much, please date me! 】

In his imagination, Xiaoxiang was so moved at that time that the two had sex at that time.

This trick is applicable to any girl, just need to replace the first title.

For example, [Misa, I am Makoto Jingu who likes you so much, please date me! 】

Most of the girls will be moved, and they will definitely succeed, except for the abnormality of Kuni Cona.

Of course, he just thought about changing the title, and he would never take action.

The future mother-in-law is right, just keep it in my heart.

As for how much it would cost to rent the advertising space for the Skytree light show, he didn't think too much about it, anyway, Xiaoxiang can reimburse it.

However, he did not dare to try.

Because Xiaoxiang only gives you one chance, there is no possibility of trial and error; no matter how fancy the confession is, what if it is not what Xiaoxiang wants?

In fact, even if Xiaoxiang cannot be satisfied, it will be unlocked there.

Jingu Makoto knew this very well.

In the future, the mother-in-law and adults are anxious to hug the grandson, so if they can't kiss the grandson, they will kiss the grandson.

But it is related to the outcome of the love war, and the result of who conquers whom.

The scope of "what I want" is too large. He hopes to use the opportunity of this challenge to exchange with Xiaoxiang and narrow the scope of the form of confession.

As a result, Xiaoxiang's face was as cold as an iceberg, "I will punish you!"

He is not afraid of being punished. It is impossible for Xiaoxiang to impose severe punishment now. It would be better if it is that kind of punishment.

It's okay to wear stockings, as long as you don't wear shoes.

After the relaxing massage, Makoto Jingu felt comfortable all over his body when he got up, and the soreness in his arms caused by high-intensity shooting training also disappeared.

'People are really cheap. '

With this in mind, lying on the princess bed that Xiaoxiang slept on, hugging the pillow that Xiaoxiang had hugged, he quickly fell asleep.

……

The rain outside the window did not know when it stopped, and the bright sunshine came in, making the pink girl's boudoir reflect the colors of spring.

Unknowingly, he opened his eyes and found a person standing in front of the princess's bed.

The person was motionless, with his head bowed, his long black hair blocked his face, the sun shone on her body, the pure white dress became almost transparent, and the seductive curves came out from under the skirt, as if seeing her white hair bright skin.

Jingu Makoto wanted to get up and talk, but found himself unable to move. He watched helplessly as the woman with long hair covering her face slowly raised her slender white hands and unbuttoned her chest one by one.

Swish, the pure white dress fell off, and she was not wearing anything underneath.

The white and slender arms slowly supported the bed, and the woman climbed onto the bed while still keeping her head bowed.

Crawling in front of him, he turned into a duck and sat, revealing two slightly red and swollen tattoo marks.

Those two proper nouns appeared in front of Makoto Jingong again.

'I'm going to die, you go away! '

He wanted to shout, but he couldn't; he wanted to rush over, but he couldn't move.

Finally the woman slowly raised her head, revealing a pale face, her lips seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, her eyes were dark, and two lines of black blood flowed out.

'It's Sadako! '

Jingu Makoto kicked his legs suddenly and found himself...waking up.

The sound of rain came through the window into the quiet bedroom, the light was a bit dim, but it should be daylight.

There was no undressed Sadako next to the bed, only his mobile phone was singing the song of Baye.

It's five o'clock in the morning.

After turning off the alarm clock, Makoto Jingu pointed down, "You...!"

Even Sadako has to go, it's too much!

Get out of bed and go to the bathroom.

He was not sure whether the dream was caused by peeing or being stimulated by a slutty classmate, but staying away from sluts and being healthy must be good.

Behind the palace-like restroom is the bathroom, which has a large single bathtub.

'Two people can squeeze and wash. '

Imagining Xiaoxiang's beautiful figure lying in the bathtub, he went back to the bedroom and lay down again, holding the pillow that Xiaoxiang had hugged and continued to sleep.

Too little sleep these days is not conducive to the healthy growth of teenagers' body and mind.

'Xiang, forgive me, I can't control things like dreaming, and things like cheating don't matter, so you've forgiven me, right? '

In a daze, the phone rang and received a Line.

Maybe it was my little sister who reminded me to have breakfast.

Touch the phone, unlock the screen and open Line.

When he saw the sender's name, he sat up suddenly, without any sleepiness.

It's Saya Maishima!
Looking at the red dot, Makoto Jingong hesitated, 'Do you want to see it? '

One of the most wicked things about Line is that as long as you read it, the other party will show that it has been read.

Decided not to watch.

Throwing the phone aside, he lay down again, "Xiang, as you can see, my slutty classmate has nothing to do with me." '

Handsome guys in Tokyo can resist any temptation, especially Miss Sadako or something like that.

'Or, take a look, there must be benefits. '

What what!

Jingu Makoto patted his head, patted out the thoughts he shouldn't have, and continued to sleep.

Can't sleep.

'If I don't watch it for a long time, what if she does something worse? '

For example, if you book an advertisement for the Skytree light show, put it on [S or something, M or something] and then say, [Sincerely, I can’t control myself].

Wouldn’t that be bad!

'Take a look, in order to avoid worse incidents. '

This is a good explanation.

He sat up again, clasped his hands together and said silently: "Xiang, you can't see anything." '

Pick up the phone again and click on it.

A selfie picture and a sentence.

Jingu Makoto took a deep breath and pointed down, "Go down!"

……

If Sadako's face was replaced by Saya Maishima's, the scene in the dream would completely appear in this selfie.

He tried to move the realization focus up, to focus on that face.

Her face is no longer pale, and the flushing red adds ecstatic charm to her fair and delicate cheeks, making her originally delicate face finally show its due charm; her white teeth bite her lower lip, her eyes are half-closed, and her face is full of ecstasy. With a faint smile.

There is one more word.

[Master, I took pictures all night, and this one is the most satisfying, dedicated to you. 】

"call!"

Jingu Makoto exhaled forcefully, but calmed down instead.

Reply, [Sorry, I will delete the information. 】

The message came back in seconds, 【It's okay, is the master satisfied? If not, I'll take another shot. 】

【very satisfied. 】

[Thank you master, I won't bother you anymore. 】

Makoto Jingu shook his head, deleted the information record, and hesitated when he deleted the picture.

'To delete, or not to delete? '

'Should I save it first and then delete it? '

Makoto Jingu scratched his hair.

Ah, men, duplicity fellows!

(End of this chapter)