Tokyo: Starting from staying at my mother's bestie's house

But before she took two steps, she felt her legs were weak and her soles slipped.

Her body lost balance, and she waved her hands, subconsciously holding the shoulders of the sister next to her.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Liangzi was still holding the baby and couldn't help her sister. She could only ask with concern: "Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to go back and take a rest?"

Zhenzhi took a deep breath and said with difficulty: "No, it's okay..."

"Is there really no problem?" Liangzi confirmed again.

She felt that her sister's face was abnormally red.

Mrs. Zhenzhi put on her usual domineering and beautiful look and said calmly: "I told you it's okay, so you don't need to ask any more questions."

Liangzi looked at the blush on her sister's face and her hand holding her shoulder: "If it's okay, then why are you holding me up?"

"I……"

Mrs. Zhenzhi looked embarrassed.

Her legs are very weak now.

Fortunately, at this time, Ionuma Isao came over in time and said, "Did Auntie Machi just squat in the garden for a long time, and her legs still feel numb now?"

With the stairs in hand, Zhenzhi quickly said: "Oh, yes, my legs are still very numb now."

Iinuma Isao stretched out his hand and helped her up: "I'm supporting auntie."

Zhenzhi glanced at him, feeling very embarrassed.

The long and slightly curled slender eyelashes trembled gently, and the toes wrapped in white socks curled up with all their strength.

You must not let the brat find any sense of accomplishment from yourself!

The pitiful self-esteem in her heart burned again. Zhenzhi looked forward, never looking at the young man beside him, and turned back into a domineering lady.

However... under the guidance of Ionuma Isao, she was led away by him obediently and tamely, like a doll that he controlled at will.

Ryoko next to them looked at them, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.

Axun's hand must have been placed on his sister's waist. Why did his sister allow him to do this...

Mrs. Zhenzhi is famous for her violent temper. She will retaliate harshly if anyone touches her. How can she be so tolerant of a young man with a foreign surname who just appeared at the family banquet?

Could it be that I saw it wrong?

With her identity and temperament, how could she do such a thing?

Ryoko blinked and took another serious look.

Axun's hand is clearly supporting his sister's waist, that's right...

Also, why is my sister walking so gracefully? She used to walk like a mafia queen...

Liangzi, who was holding her small daughter and full of questions, walked forward quickly and looked at Zhenzhi with doubtful eyes: "Have sister and Axun met? I was still thinking about introducing you well when you come in. his."

Zhenzhi opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer this question.

Fortunately, Ionuma Isao knew that she had low emotional intelligence, so he spoke without hesitation: "When Kaguya was being hunted before, I got to know Auntie Machi."

"Yeah, I forgot about this, sorry, sorry..."

Mrs. Ryoko smiled sheepishly, looking like a young female college student.

Immediately, she subconsciously looked at the boy's hand on her sister's waist and asked curiously: "Sister, what do you think of Axun?"

This question was a bit sudden, and Zhenzhi, who was trying his best to endure it, was stunned. Then he gritted his teeth and whispered bitterly: "This kid and I have only known each other for a few days. I can't tell you how to look at it. At most He just looks pretty good... As for his personality, I don’t think he is an honest person!”

He said he was not an honest person, but Zhenzhi even saved him face.

If he hadn't been there, Zhenzhi would have had to describe him as the most bad person in the world before he would let it go.

After hearing what her sister said, Mrs. Ryoko didn't know what she was thinking. She turned to Iinuma Isao and smiled: "My sister, she just has a tough mouth, don't mind."

I thought about it, but her mouth wasn't that hard... Iinuma Isao also chuckled to show his understanding.

Seeing the two of them laughing, Zhenzhi felt extremely annoyed.

On her expression, she showed no emotion, but her inner shame was rising rapidly.

It's a family dinner here, surrounded by women.

A large part of these female relatives are her people, and they follow her lead.

Don't let them find out what's wrong with them.

Mrs. Zhenzhi bit her lower lip slightly, looked forward, and straightened her back.

In the eyes of everyone, she was a plump and plump lady, walking into the gorgeous banquet hall with vigorous steps, like a noble in a movie appearing at a ball.

Her back was straight and her plump breasts were straightened out.

He raised his head slightly and walked towards his position as if he was arrogant.

However, no matter how hard she tried to maintain her composure, Mrs. Zhenzhi could still notice that her heartbeat was accelerating, and her legs could not stop trembling slightly.

"Auntie Machi, don't be so nervous." Ionuma Isao whispered in her ear, "The more you act like this, the easier it will be for others to see you."

Makoto gritted his teeth in embarrassment.

Of course she knew that the more nervous she was, the more attention she would draw to others.

But with every step she took, the cool swooshing feeling made her feel like she was about to be exposed, so she subconsciously became nervous.

Iinuma Isao supported her, so he naturally knew her condition.

Bathed in the admiring gazes of the branch family members, the noble wife of the head of the family was hovering on the edge of being discovered. While she was nervous and uneasy, her heart was also full of complex emotions, and a trace of drunken blush appeared on her face.

"Stop it quickly..." She finally couldn't help but speak.

Ionuma Isao shrugged helplessly: "It's at the housekeeper's place."

Zhenzhi: "...I remember it!"

Orihime, that little bitch, I can’t spare you...

Then, the next second, a muffled groan escaped her throat, and her hands tightly grasped the hem of her kimono.

It was obviously the butler hiding in the dark who was causing trouble.

Zhenzhi said nothing more, lowered his head, and walked quickly towards his place.

She suddenly resumed her usual domineering pace, which looked like a model's catwalk.

The steps are long, and the hips and waist rise and fall with the steps, making the figure look more forward and backward.

When she sat down, Iinuma Isao looked around.

This location is the horizontal main dining table, and no one is sitting nearby.

When no one was around, he looked at Zhenchi who had already sat down and ordered: "Get up!"

"Ok?"

Makoto looked at him puzzled.

Iinuma Isao was condescending and asked contemptuously: "Young Master hasn't even sat down yet, is it your turn to sit down first?"

These words rang loudly in Mrs. Zhenzhi’s ears.

The young man's contemptuous eyes and tone were a huge humiliation to her.

After all, she is the powerful wife of the master's family, and even Qing Ji would not treat her with such contempt.

You should be angry and furious inside.

You should stand up and slap him hard to make this bitch realize his status.

But Zhenzhi felt that his hands were as soft as if they were flaky, and he couldn't exert any strength.

I wanted to scold him, but I couldn't stop feeling this kind of contempt. It was as if I had lost my ability to think and my body was out of control. My delicate body was trembling and my buttocks were slowly raised from the chair.

"Master, Master, please sit down..."

Iinuma Isao glanced at her: "Remember it next time!"

After he separated the middle seat and sat down in the second seat next to him, Madam Makoto sat down again and gritted her teeth and said "Yes".

"Zhenzhi, what's wrong?" Someone next to him suddenly asked with a smile.

"I'm fine!" Mrs. Zhenzhi raised her head, her beautiful face was as proud as ever, and she looked high and high.

The person who asked this question is a fox who is good at playing with people's hearts.

After the host's wife sat down, more and more female family members gathered around the host's dining table.

The Chu Luye family has excellent genes and few men, so those attending the family banquet are all charming women.

At a glance, you can see the delicate and snow-white necks, the smooth and delicate faces, the rolling and proud mountains everywhere...

The way they laughed delicately was like blooming red flowers, vying for beauty in this extravagant night.

Ionuma Isao, who attended for the first time, naturally became the focus of attention of the female relatives.

When they met for the first time, they didn't mean any harm. They all greeted him with a smile, greeted him, and teased him... The bolder ones, the more flirtatious ones, would even quietly reach out to wipe his oil.

During this period, many people came to take photos with him.

As the flash came on, the young man's handsome and extraordinary face appeared on the screen, making it difficult for all the women to look away.

Even though they were well-informed, they couldn't help but be impressed by the handsome boyish demeanor he showed.

This makes sense.

Ionuma Isao looks handsome and has a perfect body that he keeps fit all year round.

From a distance, he looks upright, well-proportioned and strong.

Up close, his temperament is casual and freehand, coupled with his solemn clothes and fluent conversation, he completely fits the impression that ordinary people have of an aristocratic young family head.

The better they got to know him, the hungrier the women's eyes looked at him.

I want to swallow him whole.

Among these eyes, Aunt Yingzi's charming eyes were the most seductive.

She sat sideways next to Zhenzhi, holding her chin with her little hands, her charming eyes lingering on him, making people's hearts itch.

Ionuma Isao was chatting with several female relatives.