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

Iinuma Isao's eyes moved from her delicate collarbone up to her face in the mirror. Looking at the fatigue between her brows that could not be concealed by makeup, he sighed: "Your work intensity is too high. Give yourself a break."

He was sure that only someone who was truly exhausted physically and mentally would be like this.

Hua Cheng Xingzi's fingertips, which were rubbing her face delicately, froze slightly, and then continued to move smoothly, and said calmly and firmly: "What do children know?"

In her eyes, Iinuma Isao was just a child.

"Only children need someone to sleep with them," said Iinuma Isao incisively.

Huacheng Xingzi's fingertips stiffened again.

After a moment, she took a deep breath, took out an eyebrow pencil and drew her eyebrows in front of the mirror, saying, "We have only known each other for a short time, don't think you are so important! Without you, I have lived well until I was 37 years old..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt something was wrong.

Why does the tone sound like a boyfriend and girlfriend having a quarrel?

Really!

Why should I bother with him!

In the mirror, the old lady's eyes gradually turned cold.

"You are staying here with me. I am only responsible for providing you with a place to live and food to eat for the next three years. I am also obligated to ensure your safety."

While talking, Huacheng Xingzi was also drawing her eyebrows, looking at the mirror calmly and coldly: "Don't think that a child like you can do anything big, just stay at home honestly, not everyone in this society is kind and merciful..."

Iinuma Isao thought about it and said nothing.

For such a proud lady, it's useless to say anything impressive; you have to conquer her with actual performance.

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Chapter 28 The comfort of having your feet massaged makes you want to stop

Under the dim light, a beautiful lady was dressing herself in front of the mirror, her long black hair hanging down to her waist like silk;

Her expression was serene and sad, and she used her slender hands to draw her beautiful indigo eyebrows in the mirror, which looked like distant mountains.

The movements are elegant and lonely.

"Are you still going to the company today?" Iinuma Isao suddenly asked.

Huacheng Xingzi nodded lightly.

If she wasn't going to the company, there was no need for her to put on makeup.

"You need more rest now." Iinuma Isao shook his head.

Huacheng Xingzi frowned slightly: "I'm fine!"

Iinuma Isao looked serious as he looked at her face in the mirror and said earnestly, "You worry too much and suffer from night sweats and insomnia, which makes you physically exhausted. Your exhausted body makes you even more depressed..."

Huacheng Xingzi raised her eyebrows slightly and said nothing.

In the past two years, she has indeed suffered from insomnia and night sweats. It is difficult for her to fall asleep at night, and she will be awakened by nightmares soon after falling asleep.

During the day, he has to deal with all the company's affairs, and he also has to be extremely alert to the conspiracy of the Red Snapper Group, so he has no time to close his eyes.

She tried sleeping pills, but they didn't help much.

Only with him...

Wouldn't it be fine if you could sleep with me every night from now on?

Of course, Huacheng Xingzi would never say such shameless and dirty words.

She would only look in the mirror and say in a dignified voice: "I still have a lot of official business to deal with. I can't rest too much!"

"I see. Got it!"

Iinuma Isao grabbed the chair and turned it so that she was facing him, then slowly squatted down.

"Since you want to continue working, all I can do is help you take care of your body..." As he said that, he lifted up Huacheng Xingzi's feet.

The old lady's legs are straight and long, fleshy yet well-proportioned, and her legs are in a good shape.

The calves feel plump and great to the touch; the jade feet are crystal clear, slender and tender, and you can't help but grab them and play with them just by looking at them.

At this moment, she was leaning against the back of her chair, with a cool aura.

She looks better when she's angry.

After all, she is a gorgeous woman.

She has delicate and beautiful facial features, fair skin, and most importantly, she has the temperament of a rich lady.

Those narrow and long phoenix eyes are the finishing touch, as if they are magnetic and it is easy to fall into them, even though she herself does not want her charm to be that great.

"Auntie, I'm going to start." Iinuma Isao held her sprained right ankle.

"Start with what?"

Huacheng Xingzi's voice was calm, with a hint of anger in it.

With her proud personality, how could she be in a good mood when a little kid played with her feet time and time again?

"Enjoy it, Auntie."

"what are you doing?"

Huacheng Xingzi's expression changed.

The ankle struggled a bit, but was held tightly by Iinuma Isao: "This isn't the first time, stop being awkward."

"..."

Huacheng Xingzi's expression changed.

After a moment, she sank back in the chair, turned her face away from him, and acquiesced to his behavior.

The ankle has healed already...

But the comfortable feeling of having her feet massaged made her unable to stop.

Iinuma Isao gently lifted up her right foot. Her little foot was well maintained, as pink and tender as a young girl's jade foot. It felt soft and delicate as soon as he touched it.

Huacheng Xingzi really hates touching other people's skin.

Especially private parts like feet, let alone being touched, no one would even notice them.

But when Iinuma Isao held her feet, rubbed, pinched and played with them, she accepted it very naturally in her heart, without any feeling of disgust.

After all, we have been lying in the same bed together for so many days...

When she thought of this, Huacheng Xingzi couldn't help but feel a strange sense of charm in her heart.

But Iinuma Isao didn't think so much.

He concentrated on massaging her sprained ankle, then reached out and lifted her left leg over his knee.

"Stretch your left leg. Don't be so tired."

Huacheng Xingzi gave him a fierce look, then quickly lowered her eyelids.

Shy?

should be.

Unfortunately, Iinuma Isao had no time to appreciate her expression at the moment.

Because the old lady's feet were as delicate as a young girl's, and the touch was so exquisite that he forgot about her mother.

Of course, unlike my mother's strong and elastic legs, Aunt Xingzi's legs appear more like a delicate woman, with a unique charm.

Huacheng Xingzi clenched her teeth and leaned on the sofa without saying a word.

Her beautiful cherry lips were tightly pursed.

That beautiful and pure face, like a fairy descending from heaven, showed neither anger nor joy, except for a hint of shame and annoyance that occasionally emerged from the depths of her eyes.

However, as the massage progressed, the pain in her ankle disappeared and a feeling of comfort gradually came over her, and her expression became gradually intoxicated.

Slowly, she relaxed completely.

For a woman, feet are equivalent to chastity, but her feet were placed on Iinuma Isao's thighs, allowing him to knead them.

The atmosphere isn't like that of elders and juniors, but rather like that of a gigolo serving his older wife who has been tired after a day's work. It's harmonious and ambiguous at the same time.

The room gradually became quiet. The cherry blossoms outside the window swayed beautifully in the spring breeze.

"How do you feel?" asked Iinuma Isao.

Huacheng Xingzi didn't say anything, but looking at her expression with her eyes squinting comfortably, she must be very comfortable.

"What about this place?" Iinuma Isao pressed on the Yongquan acupoint.

"Hmm~"

Huacheng Xingzi groaned but still said nothing.

"I'll use a little more force." Iinuma Isao pushed upward with his middle finger.

Instantly, Huacheng Xingzi raised her leg and kicked his chest with her toes: "Slow down... it hurts..."

Her voice became a little hoarse, with a hint of delicate charm, which was very pleasant to hear.

"This is the reaction you should get when you massage your feet." Iinuma Isao smiled and continued to press harder.

Huacheng Xingzi gritted her teeth, grasped the armrests of the chair tightly with both hands, and curled up her crystal clear toes to resist the numbness and pain.

The noble mistress was no longer able to maintain her dignity, and subtle and seductive moans continued to emanate from her delicate nose.

She felt a little embarrassed and still had lingering fears.

Luckily I gritted my teeth and didn't make any embarrassing noise, otherwise I would be so embarrassed that I would want to die.

"Press your toes, too."

Iinuma Isao's fingertips moved slowly.

Huacheng Xingzi's eyes were blurry, and she subconsciously wanted to retract her foot: "Don't press that place."

"I've already pressed it, just do it while you're at it." Iinuma Isao held his foot.

“It’s very dirty.”