I have ten trillion licking dog gold

"Woooo..."

Although it does hurt to cry.

But the only fly in the ointment is that not a single tear fell.

Yes.

It's just "howling".

"If you keep crying, your men will come again. You can't have two nightmares in one night."

The ghost-faced man actually spoke.

"I'm going to cry!"

The woman's reaction was also extremely bizarre.

If there are a few more cameras next to it, it will be like filming a movie!
of course.

The two of them are definitely not filming, and it's not because of their acting skills.

From the beginning to the end, the acting skills of the two are obvious to all, and they can be said to be a match made by gods. However, with their worth, no crew should be able to afford them.

"I don't care, but if your men see this scene, your glorious image will be gone forever."

The Ghostfaced Man made light of it.

He clearly broke into a house privately and was armed with a murder weapon, but he didn't seem to be afraid of being discovered at all.

The power of words seemed to be much more effective than that dagger. The effect was immediate, and the woman's crying stopped instantly.

Look at this state of freedom.

In terms of acting skills, compared to Pei Yunxi who has entered the international market, I'm afraid it's not much better.

The woman opened her eyes, as if the one who was crying so much just now was not her at all. She turned her head and saw the cut hair, and a ray of distress instantly appeared in her eyes.

This should be an expression of true feelings.

"asshole!"

She sat up suddenly, raised her fist and hit the ghost-faced man. After all, the dagger was still stuck in the floor, so there was no need to worry too much.

But given her nationality, shouldn't she be called "Baga"?
Of course.

Since you are in the country, you have to follow the local customs.

In fact, with her fists and strength, there was no lethality, but even so, the ghost-faced man was still quite merciless and grabbed her wrist forcefully and domineeringly, quite like a man.

"Miss Fujiwara, I advise you to calm down. You are alone now. I am a man and you are a woman. If I really want to do something to you, you may not be able to resist."

Fujiwara Reiki took a short breath and looked into those eyes, "I don't believe you would do that."

"Never test a man's determination. Also, don't underestimate your allure to men."

The ghost-faced man let go.

"If you don't believe it, you can try it, but you will be responsible for the consequences."

as predicted.

Fujiwara Reiki stopped moving and stared at him fiercely, "Is it interesting to pretend to be a ghost?"

"It's quite interesting."

As he spoke, the ghost-faced man raised his hand and took off his mask, revealing a clean and handsome young face.

Seeing the gangster's true appearance, Fujiwara Reiki was not surprised at all.

"You can't come in openly, you have to be sneaky?"

It's not surprising at all that her address can be found, but it would be strange if she couldn't.

"Didn't I learn this from Miss Fujiwara?"

Jiang Chen still maintained a half-crouched posture, with his arms resting on his knees, holding the mask in his hand, and gently twitching the corners of his mouth.

"I thought Ms. Fujiwara had already prepared to sweep the bed and wait."

"Jiang Sang, I thought you were a gentleman."

Jiang Chen showed no signs of wavering, "I still think Mr. Jiang Chen is more approachable."

"Oh, is it?"

Fujiwara Reiki sneered, she was more beautiful than a flower, and her emotions switched quickly, which was eye-opening.

"As long as you like, you can call me whatever you want."

Her eyes were dark and filled with captivating magic.

Jiang Chen didn't back down, looked directly into those captivating eyes, and said something very eloquent.

"Buy a CD and listen to that scream." "..."

"..."

"..."

"Squeak creak..."

Fujiwara Reiki's expression froze, and then her eyes began to tremble uncontrollably, as if there were unknown emotions surging.

Subsequently.

She took a breath, a rare smile that could be seen to the naked eye as a forced smile.

"It seems that Jiang Sang is also a lover of Japanese movies. Which teacher does Jiang Sang like best? I can let her teach it personally."

Jiang Chen is not embarrassed, he is not a shy person to begin with, and Japanese movies have spread to the world and have even become a pillar industry in Japan. How many young people in China have not appreciated it?

Ten is not one.

And that one should be a hypocrite.

If it were Luo Peng who came here, they would probably be able to talk for a whole night on this topic.But Jiang Chen is different from those serious movie fans. The only few times he has watched movies are just by chance. So far, the only teachers he has met are the sky has a well. She is now a mother, so it is undoubtedly inappropriate to talk about it again.

"I came here tonight for no other reason than to be honest with Miss Fujiwara while there is no one around."

be honest and open.

This word is serious.

But in this situation, it undoubtedly changes the flavor.

Fujiwara Reiki lowered her eyes.

What is the most beautiful thing about live acting is the gentleness of bowing one's head, just like the shyness of a water lotus that cannot bear the cool breeze.

Jiang Chen was silent for a while.

"When you left, you said that I might not recognize you next time we meet. Yes, who would have thought that an ordinary foreign teacher would turn out to be a young lady from the Fujiwara family."

In Jiang Chen's trouser pocket, there was a recording pen with a weak light flashing.

Fujiwara Reiki, who was still speechless, raised her head.

"Jiang Sang, why do you always say that I am that teacher Xiangtian? Do we look alike?"

Jiang Chen was silent.

"Although I don't know that teacher Xiangtian, I think she would be very happy if she knew that you care about her so much."

tonight.

Jiang Chen did not mention the name Kaoru Xiangda. It was obvious that Reiki Fujiwara took the initiative to admit the fact that she was the "ghost" of the Hengsheng Song and Dance Troupe.

of course.

There is no harm in admitting this fact.

It was just a dance. You can't really arrest or deport him on the absurd charge of being unable to become a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China, right?

But admitting to being a spy is different.

Facing Jiang Chen's gaze, Fujiwara Reiki slowly raised the corners of her lips and smiled softly.

"Jiang Sang, do you really want to see her? I can help you. You give me her specific information. As long as she is in Japan, even if you are looking for a needle in a haystack, I will definitely help you find her."

Lots of polite polite words.

But it's really heartwarming.

The jokes of the underworld show seem to have become trivial.

"Miss Fujiwara, can I ask you a favor?"

"What busy."

"Show me your lower back."

"..."

What an honest request.

Fujiwara Reiki did not scold him for being shameless and obscene. Instead of being angry, she was ashamed. Her eyes were seductive, "Do you really want to see Jiang Sang?"

Jiang Chen didn't say a word.

Fujiwara Reiki bit her lip, glanced at him a thousand times, and then turned around. At the same time, she gathered her long hair and exposed her slender and straight back in front of Jiang Chen without any defense.

"Then Jiang Sang... do it yourself." (End of Chapter)