Sakurai Mitsuki opened her arms, her posture was graceful and elegant, yet with a deliberate sense of affectation, as if she was performing on stage.

She pretended to be willing to be searched, but there was a barely perceptible cunning glimpse in her eyes. That cunning was like a meteor in the dark night, fleeting, and if you didn't observe carefully, you wouldn't be able to catch its trace at all.

Lu Wusong was slightly stunned. He really didn't expect Sakurai Mizuki to use such a trick.

In his expectation, Sakurai Mitsuki might continue to quibble or try to find an excuse to escape, but he never thought that she would be so bold to do such a thing.

But he quickly regained his composure. Years of experience and keen insight made him realize that Sakurai Mitsuki would not give in so easily. She must have some conspiracy or tricks waiting for him.

Her behavior is too abnormal, there must be some ulterior motive behind it.

However, when Lu Wusong's eyes fell on Sakurai Mizuki's slim figure, his heart couldn't help but move slightly.

Mizuki Sakurai has a beautiful figure and exudes the charm of a mature woman.

Especially the snow-white skin exposed on her chest, as crystal clear as snow, making it difficult to look away.

You can't tell that she is over 40 years old. Time doesn't seem to have left too many traces on her, but instead added a sense of maturity.

As an older single man, Lu Wusong is very strict about managing his private life.

In his life, the person of the opposite sex he interacts with most is his cousin.

He has always devoted all his energy to work and has never paid much attention to matters of the heart.

Even though he has great strength, a wealthy family, a high status, and a large group of fans, Lu Wusong always insists on being single.

He felt that he had a great responsibility and could not be tied down by emotions...

Well, actually, the other three kings of China plus the champion were too lazy, and they always pushed the work to the serious Lu Wusong alone.

This resulted in Lu Wusong either working overtime or on his way to work overtime every day, as if there was no end.

Also, because of his identity as a super-powered person, he cannot die suddenly, and he can be said to be working overtime 24 hours a day. How can he have the time to engage in love affairs or romantic matters?

His life is filled with work, leaving no room for other emotions.

This resulted in Lu Wusong still being single in his thirties, and not even having a scandal partner.

Lu Wusong stood there, feeling a little hesitant.

At that moment, an extremely complicated emotion surged up from deep within his heart.

Various thoughts intertwined in his mind, causing him to fall into a brief dilemma.

On the one hand, Sakurai Mitsuki in front of him did show an elusive attitude, and her actions were full of uncertainty, which forced Lu Wusong to treat it with caution.

On the other hand, he was a little hesitant about the action he was about to take. After all, body search was not something that could be done easily.

However, just a moment later, Lu Wusong walked forward without hesitation.

His expression was extremely determined and he resolutely stretched out his hand, ready to search Sakurai Mizuki.

The action was decisive and resolute, without any delay.

"ah!"

Sakurai Mizuki never expected that Lu Wusong would actually search her body, and in such an impolite and random way.

At that moment, she froze, with an expression of shock and shame on her face.

She had never expected Lu Wusong to be so bold and direct, and an indescribable emotion surged in her heart.

If Lu Wusong knew what Sakurai Mizuki was thinking, he would probably sneer.

In his mind, his actions were entirely out of duty and there was nothing wrong with them.

Are you kidding? Even though he is a bachelor from birth to now and has never really experienced emotional entanglements between men and women, he, Lu Wusong, is at least one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Huaxia Alliance?

As early as the day I joined the alliance, I had solemnly sworn in front of the five-star red flag to be loyal to the Party and the people!

He only has responsibility and mission in his heart and will never be swayed by any personal emotions.

You're just a widow from Japan. Do you really think you're something good?

Lu Wusong secretly despised him in his heart.

In his opinion, Sakurai Mitsuki is not as simple as she seems.

Her husband had died not long ago, and her behavior was suspicious.

Lu Wusong said that even if he had the idea, he would not look for a widow whose husband had died not long ago.

Besides, the cause of Sakurai Kazu's death remains to be investigated, and perhaps it is related to the woman in front of him.

She is not as kind as she looks, she is clearly a venomous beauty.

Beneath her beautiful appearance, she hides an elusive heart.

Lu Wusong frowned slightly, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, but it was only for a moment, and the struggle was replaced by determination.

Lu Wusong knew very well that he had to remain highly vigilant and not be fooled by her appearance.

When Lu Wusong's fingers just touched Sakurai Mizuki's skin, which was as smooth and delicate as mutton-fat jade, an indescribable wonderful touch instantly spread throughout his body like an electric current.

At that moment, his heart beat involuntarily faster, and the strong beating seemed to echo in his chest like a drum.

But he knew very well that this was not a heart-pounding feeling, but a self-warning of the body against potential danger.

It felt as if he had accidentally touched the butt of a ferocious tigress and was facing a tiger that was about to become enraged. If he was not careful, he might be doomed.

Sakurai Mizuki's cheeks were quickly flushed with an alluring blush, as bright and juicy as a ripe apple, exuding charming charm.

At this moment, she looked as if she was a good woman who was about to be ravaged. She was delicate and pitiful, lovable, and made people feel sympathy for her.

However, deep in those eyes filled with tears and despair, there was a hint of fierce murderous intent, like an extremely sharp ice blade, tightly locking onto Lu Wusong.

Despite this, she still maintained a coy and shy appearance, breathing slightly, twisting her body softly, as if resisting Lu Wusong's touch, but also as if vaguely catering to him, making her true intentions confusing and difficult to fathom.

Lu Wusong narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes revealing incomparable determination and calmness.

He knew that he had a heavy responsibility and must not be swayed by this momentary strange feeling.

Finally, Lu Wusong's fingers touched something hard.

His eyes lit up instantly, like a ray of light suddenly appearing in the darkness.

Then he took it out, as if he was holding an invaluable treasure in his hand.

It was a shrunken Poké Ball the size of an eyeball, exactly the same one that Lu Wusong had felt in Sakurai Mizuki's socks before.

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