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

Of course she's not really that generous.

My inner thoughts are nothing more than feeling that I know people are stupid and easy to deal with, and no matter how much I take from them, I will slowly spit them out.

Over the years, she has indeed quietly snatched several properties from Zhenzhi.

What Sakurako did was not so much to weaken Zhenzhi, but rather to preserve the remaining property for the orthodox faction and prevent an outsider like Kiyohime from cannibalizing it bit by bit.

If she had proposed this condition in the first place, Qingji would definitely not have agreed.

But she said she wanted Axun first...

Later, when the people of the Chuluye tribe recalled this family dinner, they would all say that Mrs. Qingji liked to compromise.

If you take her property, she will destroy you.

But if you ask her for a son first, wait for her to refuse, and then ask her for the property, she will reluctantly agree.

"Since the little sister has said so, I, as the eldest sister, have no reason not to support it." Qingji showed her usual broad and selfless mind, and turned to look at Liangzi, "The chemical business in my hands is... I'll leave it to you, Liangzi. If you encounter any business problems in the future, feel free to come to me at any time."

The chemical business is one with a relatively low output value among the many businesses she is in charge of.

She can give it away, and she also has the confidence to get it back.

Liangzi's eyes were tangled, she looked at Qingji, then at Sakurako, biting her lip and hesitated for a long time, until she could no longer hide, she bowed helplessly to Qingji: "Then I won't refuse, thank you sister. "

Now, it was Mrs. Zhenzhi’s turn to express her stance.

And where is our proud cat lady...

"Hey, Mrs. Zhenzhi, wake up, what are you doing..."

Mrs. Zhenzhi, whose eyes were slightly white from the electric shock and panting with her tongue hanging out, slowly raised her flushed face.

What happened meow?

Although her expression looked like she had been spoiled, her eyes were so innocent and cute that she was a bit retarded.

Chapter 123 Heart Arsonist

Mrs. Machichi, who had been spoiled, naturally didn't have any objections when she saw that Qing Ji agreed to share the property with Ryoko.

She bundled up all the entertainment and media industries and handed them over to Mrs. Liangzi to take care of them.

After the interlude, the toasting session continued.

Ionuma Isao didn't hide away, but still drank a little.

He had a bad ability to drink. After drinking a little, his face turned red and he appeared a little drunk.

Kaguya was worried that he would make a fool of himself, so she sent away all the people who came to toast her, preventing them from teasing her fiancé again.

When the family dinner ended, Iinuma Isao's steps were a little messy, and the soles of his feet were as light as walking on cotton.

"Oh, Master Xun." Yingzi, who had been eyeing him for a long time, suddenly came over, supported him, and said with a smile: "This is your first time going home, let me help you, so as not to get lost and fall into the lake. It’s in.”

Ionuma Isao had just been helped to walk two steps when the arm on the other side was pulled with greater force.

"Yingzi, I don't have to worry about it anymore." Qingji said coldly.

Yingzi smiled and said, "I'm just giving Sister Qingji some support. Isn't that okay?"

In other matters, Qing Ji might still take a step back, but in this matter she would never allow it, and replied coldly: "Give me some sense of propriety, and don't force me to fall out."

Seeing that she was serious, Sakurako gave up and looked at Ionuma Isao with a pitiful look.

However, Qing Ji pulled.

Ionuma Isao was pulled in front of her.

He was a little drunk, but he couldn't break away from Qing Ji. After pressing against her, he suddenly smelled an indescribable rich fragrance, which made him even more drunk. He couldn't help but stretched out his arms to hug the tight body in front of him. And the elastic body.

The body leaned forward, and the head sank deeply into the softness.

A hint of anger flashed across Qing Ji's face.

She has a noble status, and no one dares to be so bold and scornful of her.

Even if it is her own daughter, she will not allow such closeness...

But looking at Iinuma Isao's face, she just took a deep breath, suppressed the strangeness in her body, and said majestically and dignifiedly: "It's getting late, everyone, please leave and have a good rest."

The female relatives present all stood up to say goodbye one after another.

Qingji sat down at the main seat, her expression as calm as if she were an ant in the clouds overlooking the ground.

However, the muscles on her face would twitch from time to time.

The clamped legs would tremble slightly from time to time.

It was Ionuma Isao who was lying in her arms, and in his drunken state, he mistakenly mistook her for his concubine.

Qing Ji felt a rare feeling of embarrassment and irritation. She raised her slender eyebrows and looked at the rosy-cheeked boy.

In this state, he is truly outstandingly handsome.

Her cheeks were rosy, her brows were delicate, and her lips were breathing hot breath that smelled of alcohol.

Without the agility and confidence when she was awake, she looked even more cute in this state... Qing Ji looked at him, her heart gradually softened, and she no longer cared about his frivolous behavior.

However, he was becoming more and more restless.

Even though he was touching her cheeks, his hands would lightly touch the soft flesh of her waist and inner thighs from time to time, which made her complain a little.

No matter how noble her status is, she is still an untouched old maid.

Like Kyoko, she has a very sensitive constitution, and even the slightest touch would make her feel a little intolerable.

Could this guy be pretending to be drunk?

Such thoughts flashed through Qingji's mind.

By chance, several female relatives came over to excuse themselves, so she called out "Orihime" and asked the housekeeper to come over and support the young master. She regained her dignity and majesty and went to greet these female relatives.

Even the most strict and rigid tribesmen cannot find fault with Mrs. Qingji.

As for the young master, he was helped by the butler to sit down on the sofa. He picked up a hot towel and wiped his cheek carefully. Then he brought over strong tea and said softly: "Master, have a sip of tea."

Ionuma Isao ignored her and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

At this time, he suddenly felt that his body was wrapped in Wenxiang's tight embrace.

"Master, you can't deceive me by pretending to be drunk." The butler breathed warmly and gently stroked his body with his little hands, "If you don't wake up, I will go behind Madam's back and attack you."

"..."

Iinuma Isao woke up helplessly and glared at her fiercely.

Orihime brought the tea cup over again, dipped her lips in some tea, and after confirming the temperature difference, she gently handed it over.

"Master, be good and drink."

"Housekeeper mother, you are so verbose!" Iinuma Isao rolled his eyes at her and drank the strong tea.

After drinking tea, he looked towards Qingji.

Facing the swaying light, the beauty's face looks like a portrait on a silk gauze, standing against a rich and majestic background.

There is probably no woman in the world who is more beautiful than her.

The thick black hair that was combed high was like the elixir soul condensed in the night, grinding out the most exquisite parts and splashing them on her head.

This is the incarnation of the Supreme God in the human world from the depths of Takamagahara.

A forehead as white and elegant as the crescent moon, quiet eyebrows like blades of grass, eyes that look extremely bright under the light...

While watching, Ionuma Isao exclaimed to himself: Oh my god, I may not be able to resist the charm of this woman.

After seeing off the guests, Qingji turned around and walked towards the sofa.

At this time, her temperament changed.

She is no longer the arrogant head of the family, but a quiet and beautiful woman.

When she came to the sofa and looked at the calm-looking Ionuma Isao, she smiled, sat next to him, breathed in the hot and fragrant breath, and said: "I thought you were going to continue to pretend to be asleep, but I never thought about it." Leave it to Orihime and you'll wake up."

Ionuma Isao shrugged and looked away.

Qingji glanced at the butler's hand.

"Here, ma'am." Orihime handed over the hot towel in her hand.

Kiyohime held a towel in her hand, pulled Ionuma Isao over, and leaned towards him.

Ionuma Isao couldn't help but be startled.

Aunt Qingji's breathtakingly beautiful face was infinitely close, so close that each other's cheeks could feel each other's warmth.

He subconsciously turned his face away to avoid it.

Qingji wiped his face and scolded: "Don't be naughty, or I will be angry."

Ionuma Isao: "..."

Why do you feel so embarrassed?

Seeing him calm down and stop moving, a smile appeared on Qingji's face, and she felt a great sense of accomplishment.

From a distance, Kaguya glanced here, her expression a little gloomy.

She also picked up the wine and took a big sip.

The burning sensation in her throat caused her little face to instantly wrinkle into a ball.

Feeling that she was redundant, she looked around without talking to anyone, and walked out of the banquet hall alone, covering her mouth.

The female relatives in the banquet hall gradually disappeared.

The only sound in the hall was the sound of the record player playing music quietly.

"Okay, it's time for us to go back and rest!"

Qingji stood up in high spirits, looking as happy as an innocent girl walking in the valley in early spring.

Ionuma Isao also got up.

As soon as she turned around, her long kimono danced and fell to the ground like the hem of a dress.