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

"It's just to adjust the atmosphere. I can't possibly want to get you drunk and do whatever I want, right?" Iinuma Isao smiled and raised his glass, extending it to the other side, "Cheers!"

I think you just want to do whatever you want...

Huacheng Xingzi rolled her eyes at him, pretended to be reluctant, and clinked glasses with him.

Then, they each took a small sip.

"Hmm~"

Huacheng Xingzi nodded slightly to show her satisfaction.

She was the one who bought the wine. She had never thought it was very good when she drank it before.

When she drank this sip of wine today, she immediately felt an indescribable pleasure surging through her body; a warm current of warmth rushed from her stomach to her brain, then spread to her limbs and bones, and soon spread throughout her body. .

“The wine tastes good…”

Perhaps due to the effect of alcohol, Huacheng Xingzi's voice softened a little, and she took the initiative to pick up the cup: "Let's drink some more."

She wanted to get herself drunk quickly so she wouldn't have to feel so reserved and shy.

"it is good!"

Iinuma Isao clinked glasses with her again.

"Ding~"

The sound of glass colliding is crisp and loud.

My mother has been strict with me since I was young, so Iinuma Isao rarely drinks.

After drinking half a glass of wine, he felt relaxed all over. From his thoughts to his life, from his soul to his body, he felt refreshed and happy.

I feel like I'm floating.

The look he gave the old aunt slowly became hot and longing.

Huacheng Xingzi is indeed charming tonight.

The unique black dress tightly wrapped her slender waist and plump chest, making her bright and beautiful oval face more outstanding and extremely charming.

Especially the skin from her neck to collarbone, which is so white and charming.

The diamond necklace hanging around her neck fell to the middle of her cleavage. The huge diamond was like a drop of crystal water, about to drip onto the deep and delicate skin in the middle of her chest.

The air is fresh, and is faintly accompanied by a refreshing, indescribable fragrance.

This scent seems to stir up some kind of emotion.

Feeling his fiery gaze, Huacheng Xingzi subconsciously lowered her eyelids to avoid looking at him.

On the one hand, I was secretly happy that I was able to charm him, and felt that I was still a great beauty; on the other hand, I felt that his eyes were too unrestrained and exposed, and did not respect him as an elder at all; the old aunt in the middle of the entanglement between the two parties, my heart It was pounding, almost as if it was about to jump out of my chest.

The living room gradually became quiet.

After a moment of silence, Huacheng Xingzi felt that the atmosphere made her too shy, so she asked him, "What did you do tonight?"

You, the arrogant and proud person, finally asked...

Iinuma Isao felt relieved.

Just now he almost couldn't help but want to show off.

But since the old lady asked, he could take his time and keep her in suspense.

"Come, try the steak first." He said slowly, "I made it myself."

Huacheng Xingzi rolled her eyes at him unhappily, cut a piece of steak, and put it in her mouth to taste it.

The top-quality steak is fatty but not greasy, fried to a crispy outside and tender inside, and every bite is a pleasure.

"How does it taste?" asked Iinuma Isao with anticipation.

She wanted to say something ordinary, but seeing that he seemed to care about her evaluation, Huacheng Xingzi took a sip of the wine, and then said lightly: "Very good, you can open your own store."

"Is that all?" Iinuma Isao asked, "This is the steak I made especially for you. Don't you feel the love in it?"

"..."

Hey, you're pushing it further, aren't you?

Huacheng Xingzi said coldly with a straight face: "It's so hard to bite when you're old!"

"You just always say one thing and mean another!" Iinuma Isao curled his lips.

"I love saying one thing and thinking another, and you love talking nonsense!" Huacheng Xingzi rolled her eyes at him again, and cut a second piece of it gracefully and put it into her mouth. After eating it, she added, "You really have the skills to open a shop. I don't know where you learned it at such a young age."

Iinuma Isao smiled and asked, "So let's really open a store? I'll be the boss and you'll be the boss's wife!"

"Where's the money?" Huacheng Xingzi looked down on him. "Even a small shop on the street would cost two or three million yen. Do you have money?"

"Of course I'll use yours first." Iinuma Isao said shamelessly, "We are husband and wife, yours is mine and mine is yours."

"You wish!" Huacheng Xingzi snorted, and said half in anger and half in seriousness: "I'm telling you, if you want money, go and earn it yourself! Don't even think about being a gigolo! Otherwise, I'll let your mother beat you to death!"

"But I obviously have the potential to be a gigolo, so why waste it?" Iinuma Isao also picked up his wine glass and took a sip. "Recently, I've been reading Maupassant's "Beau Friend". The hero in the book, Duroy, relied on his handsome looks, sweet words, and despicable behavior to easily attract many noble mistresses. He went from an ordinary citizen to the French aristocratic society and rose step by step. I don't think I'm worse than him!"

Huacheng Xingzi scolded: "If I say no, it means no!"

"Why?" Iinuma Isao asked with amusement.

"A handsome appearance and provocative behavior can certainly win the favor of women, but these are nothing more than superficial physical relationships!"

After saying this, Huacheng Xingzi looked at him, put on the majesty of a mistress, and added very seriously, "Axun, what I like is your self-discipline and diligence in studying hard every day, your confidence and vitality full of youthful style, and your fearless courage to draw your sword against the enemy in order to protect me. Do you understand? If you only have appearance and sweet words, I will never allow you to be presumptuous in front of me, let alone let you touch my body!"

After hearing this, Iinuma Isao raised his eyebrows.

Auntie, why did you confess your feelings while you were talking?

After saying these words with full of affection, Huacheng Xingzi's expression was also stunned.

It really seems like she's showing her true feelings...

Ah, no, this is so embarrassing, I want to die...

The old lady's cheeks turned red instantly, she lowered her head and drank one sip after another, not daring to look up at him again.

How charming she looked shyly with her hair in an elegant bun under the romantic candlelight.

Hearing her express her feelings for the first time, Iinuma Isao felt a great sense of accomplishment.

He felt so happy tonight.

I felt very proud and elated, thinking that if possible... why not take advantage of the situation to get her...?

Anyway, he wasn't just lusting after the old lady's body.

She is noble and beautiful, traditional and chaste, and has a strong character; he likes all these qualities.

She was stubborn, dishonest, and liked to act like a mistress and lecture people, but he found all these shortcomings cute.

All in all, the old aunt is perfect, so why not pursue her boldly?

Thinking of this, Iinuma Isao stood up confidently and walked over, eagerly extending a hand towards Hanashiro Anzi.

The young man is in high spirits.

No imperfection is allowed.

Huacheng Xingzi heard footsteps and looked up suddenly.

Ionuma Isao was already standing in front of her.

He had a sunny smile on his face, and perhaps due to the effect of alcohol, Huacheng Xingzi felt a little drunk.

"Well, you are my wife tonight, so I won't say anything polite like 'please forgive my intrusion'." Iinuma Xun put one hand on the back of Hanashiro Anzi's chair, and leaned slightly over her face. "Are you serious about what you said just now?"

"Uh……"

Hua Cheng Xingzi's heart was beating very fast, her face flushed, and she stammered, "No, I mean, um, it's the love of the elders for the younger, not the love of the wife for the husband."

Iinuma Isao said half-jokingly but politely: "Still being stubborn at this time? You will be punished..."

The boy had a smile on his face, but his voice was serious. This made Huacheng Xingzi instantly imagine the punishment she would suffer. She quickly explained before he could make a move: "Of course, I am your elder. These words, um, I have always wanted to tell you, but I am embarrassed. You know, I am old-fashioned and very serious. After all, there is a generation gap between you and me..."

"Then why did you say that just now?" Iinuma Isao asked with a smile.

His eyes were particularly bright, shining in the darkness, as if encouraging her.

Under this warm gaze, Huacheng Xingzi slowly regained her composure. While thinking, she said, "Maybe it's because I received your message. I sent you many messages in a row but you didn't respond. As a result, I was restless the whole day today, and I was just thinking about you..."

"What did you miss me for?"

"Thinking about why you teased me, blaming you for not replying to my messages... I felt like I was being held tightly by something, but I couldn't tell what it was. Anyway, thinking that you might be snatched away by someone else, I felt my throat tighten, my heart was torn apart, and my legs were so weak that I couldn't even walk. At the police station, I sat stiffly in my chair from afternoon to evening, thinking only of you."

"How can an elder think of a younger person like this?"

"There's none?"

"You just like me!"

"...No, that's not right!" Huacheng Xingzi's face turned red again, and she said quickly: "Don't be so childish, how could I possibly like children? Let's talk about something else!"

"That's it!"

Iinuma Isao suddenly knelt on one knee in front of her.

Huacheng Xingzi was startled and tried to stand up, but the boy held her waist with both hands and held her down.

"You, don't do this..."

The old lady said not to do that, but her butt seemed to be stuck to the stool, her legs were limp as cotton, and she had no strength left.

"Since you have expressed your feelings, how can I, as your husband, remain indifferent!" Iinuma Isao was an energetic young man at this moment, and the joy on his face could not be concealed. He slowly spread his palms in front of her, "This is a gift for you."

Looking at the small red square box in his hand, Huacheng Xingzi was stunned for a moment, then asked him with a puzzled look.

Iinuma opened the box, revealing the diamond inside, and said with a smile: "This is a surprise I prepared for you."

A two-carat diamond ring lay in his palm. Under the dim candlelight, the surface of the diamond exuded a fiery color like a blooming tulip. The gorgeous halo was like a materialized fragrance.

"This is?"

Huacheng Xingzi didn't dare to catch it with her hands.

"This is the best raw material I found in the mountains of Hokkaido, and then I learned from the best carver in the world and carved it piece by piece. Xingzi, put it on, the ring represents me, and we will never get lost for the rest of our lives."

Isao Iinuma, who never lies, lied without blushing or beating his heart, and his lie was very disgusting.