Tokyo: The life of a literary giant begins with home self-defense!

Chapter 450: The Irresistible Beauty of Takeda Maki
Today, Maki Takeda was wearing a pure white suit skirt, a standard outfit for an elite woman.

High-end silk fabrics wrapped around a mature body, with two long, slender legs resting lightly on the armrests of the sofa.

The sweeping motion descends from Tatsukawa Tetsu's position.

First, her noble and exquisite face, then her undulating breasts like mountains.

Stepping past the white bodycon skirt that accentuates the hips, the gaze finally settles on the woman's glistening, delicate toes, like those of a cardamom bud.

Her toes were fair with a hint of pink, and strands of golden sunlight seemed to linger in the air.

"What are you looking at?"

The boy's gaze seemed almost tangible; Maki Takeda lowered her eyebrows and looked at him with a furrowed brow.

It's the company's break time now, and it's quiet outside. Occasionally, an employee walks past her office door, but you can't see their boss looking lazy at this moment.

The woman always appeared serious and meticulous in public.

If someone saw her lying on a boy's lap with her shoes off, they would probably find it unbelievable.

"look in."

Long Chuanche thought for a moment, then lifted the woman's head and placed it on the sofa.

While Takeda Maki was somewhat dissatisfied with the disappearance of the pillow.

Tatsukawa Tetsuya lay down on his side on the sofa.

"What are you doing?"

Takeda Maki was taken aback, thinking that the other party was also tired.

She stepped back a little, making more room for the boy.

Until the boy deliberately encroached on the little space she had left behind.

She then realized something was wrong.

"What do you want to do?"

The woman asked the question with a smile, stroking the boy's handsome face with her fingers. He was staring blankly at her lips.

"Won't someone come in?"

When Longchuan Che asked this question furtively.

Maki Takeda knew that the other party was up to no good again.

"will not."

Maki Takeda first turned around, but then, feeling unsafe, turned back.

"But that won't work."

The woman said this with a smile, still remembering the embarrassing incident she had witnessed at Kodansha that night.

The dazzling lights outside the window illuminated the woman's fair skin.

For a long time, it was a scene from her dreams.

"I haven't said anything yet."

Long Chuanche pretended to be stupid.

His hand unbuttoned the woman's shirt, then slid down her soft skin to her back.

Maki Takeda didn't stop him, just watching the boy say one thing and mean another.

Do you love me?

Just as Longchuan Che's fingertips touched the bra clasp, the woman suddenly asked this question.

The sunlight streaming through the window was tinged with a rosy hue, and Long Chuanche was suddenly taken aback by the woman's question.

Why are you suddenly asking that?

Originally, he was going to demonstrate his amazing skill of unbuttoning a button with one hand, but after the woman asked him that question, Longchuan Che changed to an embracing posture.

With his palm pressed against the woman's slender waist, Long Chuanche heard the woman say.

"I don't think I'd care if you actually get married."

She slipped her cool fingers under Long Chuanche's clothes and gently brushed against his well-defined muscles.

"But guess what?"

The woman asked this question while pinching Ryukawa Tetsu's flesh.

"You're angry?"

Teacher Longchuan gasped. The woman's hands were icy cold, like chewy rice cakes, but the force in her hands was not small.

She pinched and twisted him, as if recalling the scene from that night when she wanted to kill him.

"angry?"

Maki Takeda rolled onto Tatsukawa Tetsu, resting her face on the boy's chest.

"It feels like something firm and perky is pressing against my chest and deforming it," Longchuan Che said, looking at the woman with her hair hanging down.

"should be."

"Some say that a woman's anger or rage is a sign of her love for her partner," says Tatsuki Ryukawa.

Strands of hair fell down, and soft, sweet lips pressed against the boy's jawline.

"When did we become like this?"

Perhaps it wasn't just Longchuan Che who felt a moment of tenderness and excitement; the woman, looking back at some point, also realized that she and the other person had drifted further and further apart.

She can choose to start over after thinking it over, and she might also have a fleeting thought of replacing him when the man gets engaged.

But that's not right.

Maki Takeda knew this all too well, whether it was because of her sister or Tatsukawa Tetsu himself.

The person he marries will never be himself.

So at this moment.

This office is both quiet and bustling.

The woman looked at Long Chuanche.

Do you love me?

The woman asked the question with a light laugh.

However, Tatsukawa Tetsu sensed that the other party was a little nervous.

He clutched the fabric at the top of his collar, where the woman had slightly creased it.

"Of course I love you."

Tatsukawa Tetsu said this with a smile.

"How much love?"

The woman moved her lips and teeth up, only two centimeters away from Long Chuanche's mouth.

The red lips seemed like some kind of vibrant temptation, and Long Chuanche swallowed hard.

"One leisurely Sunday I went fishing in the harbor, but I didn't catch a single fish after fishing all afternoon."

Long Chuan unbuttoned the woman's clothes at the back, then slid his hand down to her front.

"It doesn't matter if I didn't catch any fish, because I saw you enjoying the scenery by the harbor."

First, a woman's soft moan filled the air, then Takeda Maki licked her lips and looked at Ryukawa Toru.

"I've been to the harbor?"

"No."

"Then you are lying."

The soft lips parted two centimeters, and the fabric, still warm from the woman's touch, was tossed into a corner of the sofa.

How can it be considered lying?

Teacher Longchuan was getting anxious because the meat he was about to eat was about to fly away.

"Not catching any fish is quite a disgrace for anglers."

The boy softened his tone.

"But it's okay because I can see you looking at the scenery not far away."

During a depressing day, I met a beautiful woman.

Her hair was tousled by the seagulls' song, and her delicate face was almost dazzling in the rosy sunset.

How much does Teacher Longchuan love the women on his body?

It's probably to the point where it's okay to sit quietly with the other person for a boring afternoon.

Emotions swirl in the vat of time, and this time for quiet contemplation grows ever longer.

Until it crosses the distant horizon.

It submerged half of a woman's life.

“It seems interesting.”

The boy's words surprised Maki Takeda.

However, she still covered her chest area as she stood up.

"At this moment, I don't need sweet words. You just need to tell me how much you love me."

The woman clutched her chest, which had been roughly rubbed raw, and smiled as if she would leave if she were unhappy.

"This kind of thing."

He felt a little awkward if a guy actually said a sweet nothing in a proper way, so he thought of something else.

"Come down and I'll tell you."

The sofa space is small; apart from one person lying on top of the other, it can only accommodate two people lying on their sides.

The woman sensed something was wrong as soon as she got down.

A bodycon skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and a narrow piece of fabric with lace trim.

The woman's eyes widened.

"You bastard!"

I wanted to curse, but someone pinned me to the sofa.

However, the boy just held her back without making any further moves.

Just as the executive director was wondering what was going on, the boy leaned close to the woman's ear.

That's how much I love you.

Both body and mind, Teacher Longchuan feels that we are now in perfect harmony.

He kissed the woman's pink earlobe.

The boy said softly.

Unable to extricate oneself; these are the words.

(End of this chapter)