My girlfriend is a bad lady

"What are you doing in broad daylight? This isn't the kind of photo I want! Just a normal photo of your daily life!"

Qingye Rin sighed, slowly opened her beautiful eyes, and murmured to herself as if she had seen the ugliest side of human nature: "It's unbelievable."

As she spoke, she shook her head slightly, seemingly deleting the "leg photo" from her memory.

"Hmm." Watanabe Toru coughed lightly, "As a 'leg researcher', it's reasonable for my girlfriend to occasionally give me experimental materials to support my career, right?"

Qingye Rin held down the hem of her skirt, turned slightly, and looked at him warily.

"..."

Even Toru Watanabe felt a little embarrassed.

If he continues like this, he will soon become a pervert in the eyes of Qingye Rin.

Just when he was using his brain, which was full of legs, to think of ways to save his image, Kujo Miki sent him a photo of her normal life with the caption "You have so many demands. Are you not satisfied with the photos of my socks and legs?"

Watanabe Toru quickly deleted the text.

Do you think he's a pervert here too?

He was too lazy to save his image after this interruption. After all, time will tell if one is good or bad. After getting along for a long time, Qingno Rin will find out for herself that he is indeed an upright person.

"The photos are coming. What next, director?"

"Stand here and look at the photos with your most affectionate expression, with a hint of longing in your eyes." Qingye Rin loosened the hem of her skirt and pointed to the spot between the trees where a beam of sunlight was falling.

"When you look at the photo of your current girlfriend, are you actually thinking about your childhood sweetheart?" Toru Watanabe's eyes swept across Kiyono Rin's slightly swaying skirt, and he quickly glanced at her legs, and asked with the concentration of discussing a script.

"It seems that you still have some sanity left." Qingye Rin nodded with satisfaction.

"What do you think I am?"

"abnormal."

"Wait, not to mention that it was for research, she sent it to me without my permission, and I think my girlfriend's legs are also perverted? That doesn't make sense, right?"

"Then what were you looking at just now?" Qingye Rin, who originally had a warm face, suddenly said this with a sneer.

“…You noticed it.”

"Does it look good?"

Toru Watanabe has never done such a difficult multiple-choice question.

But when I think about the fact that Kiyono Rin can see through lies, there is nothing to worry about.

"It looks good." He nodded sincerely, with a holy heart, and was definitely not being a hooligan.

"Ha." Qingye Lin sneered, "From now on, you must absolutely obey my instructions. If I am not satisfied, the policeman who directed traffic on the way here just now will take you away."

"You actually used your body to seduce me? That's despicable." Watanabe Toru could no longer count how many handles on him Kiyono Rin had.

With the mentality of an actress whose indecent photos were taken, Toru Watanabe, under the guidance of the evil director Rin Kiyono, began filming the first scene of the movie that will be broadcast at the cultural festival.

Following the instructions, he deliberately let the sunlight shine on the side of his face.

He looked down at the photo in his hand, which was a photo of Kujo Miki's daily life.

"Expression." Qingye Rin reminded.

Watanabe Toru thought for a moment and missed his hometown in Iwate Prefecture. He remembered his parents who braved the strong winds to harvest the crops in order to avoid being blown down.

My eyes were slightly moist with longing.

He enlarged the photo and stared blankly at the girl, of which only her face was left.

Then he suddenly zoomed out of the photo and put away his phone.

With his hands casually shoved into his pockets, he closed his eyes and raised his head, letting the beam of sunlight still caress the face that was thinking about someone.

Kiyono Rin recorded this scene with her camera.

In the outer gardens of Meiji Jingu, amid the hustle and bustle in the distance, the beautiful boy in a white shirt, sneakers, and with an expressionless face had his hair a little messy due to the wind.

Chapter 116: Photos of Meiji Jingu Gaien (2)

"How is it?" Watanabe Toru calmed down and asked curiously.

Qing Ye Lin watched it again, nodded and said, "As expected of Watanabe-san who is full of lies, his acting skills deserve recognition."

"I always feel like you're scolding me."

"Do you have any dissatisfaction?"

"No, not at all. I am very happy to be praised for my acting skills."

Qing Ye Lin rolled his eyes at Watanabe Toru who was speaking insincerely, and clicked on the video he had just taken: "Watch it."

Watanabe Toru leaned his head over and was about to take a look, but something unexpected happened - the wind in the woods blew through Kiyono Rin's hair, bringing with it a fragrance that made him feel very comfortable.

Toru Watanabe's eyes couldn't help but move to the girl's profile. Her skin was fair and her bright eyes were focused.

The long black hair that had just been washed was clearly visible, and swayed gently without a trace of weight.

The one-minute footage passed quickly.

"How is it?" Qingye Rin raised her head and asked softly, but happened to meet Watanabe Toru's gaze.

The two of them were very close to each other, and her hair, blown by the wind, would occasionally slide across Du Bianche's slender arms with tight muscles and graceful lines.

"Are you sure you want to use this lens?" Toru Watanabe stood up straight and took two steps away from the girl.

The hustle and bustle of the Jingu Stadium in the distance faintly re-entered the ears.

"…Is there any problem?" Kiyono Rin brushed away the long hair that fell on her shoulders, and her eyes unconsciously glanced at Watanabe Toru's arm.

When you look at it from a closer distance, you can see that his arms are so thick, even though he looks thin.

"Compared to filming movies, I suddenly feel that I might be able to make a lot of money by taking photos."

Qing Ye Lin was stunned for a moment, and after calming down, he said unhappily: "Please, there is a limit to your narcissism, Mr. Watanabe Toru."

"This is confidence, just like you think everyone likes you, Miss Kiyono Rin."

Qingye Lin snorted with a sneer, then turned and left.

"Where are you going?" Toru Watanabe looked at her receding back with pride.

Being able to gain the upper hand in the conversation with Kiyono Rin is a very fulfilling thing - I don’t know if others think so, but he does.

"police."

"Eh? Wait a minute!"

Toru Watanabe hurriedly chased after him, took two steps, then remembered the tripod and long-pole microphone placed aside, and ran back to get them.

When he caught up with Qingye Rin, she had already walked out of this dark, remote and deserted path.

"Qiono, Qingye-san, Qingye-sama, Minister, just one word, I will say one word!"

Qingye Rin stood there and looked at him: "One word, you say."

"Those two sentences..."

Before Watanabe Toru finished his words, Kiyono Rin continued walking away without looking back.

"Wrong, wrong, really wrong! I'm narcissistic, I'm talking nonsense, I don't take photos anymore."

Toru Watanabe followed behind Kiyono Rin like a mangy dog ​​clinging to a swan.

Only when they walked into the shade of a tree did Qingye Rin stop.

She glanced at Watanabe Toru, who was pretending to be pitiful, and said bluntly, "I'm thirsty, buy me a bottle of water."

"No problem, but calling the police...what do you think?"

"Did I say to call the police?" Kiyono Rin looked at him suspiciously.

“…You lied to me?!”

"I never lie. Go ahead." After saying this lightly, Kiyono Rin sat down on a bench, then turned her single-sided net towards the police who were maintaining order in the distance and the crowd that was filing into the Jingu Stadium.

Watanabe Toru was so angry that he gritted his teeth, because Kiyono Rin never lied, and for a moment he actually thought she was going to call the police.

However, it was also because he seemed to have done a little too much wrong.

Buying water for Kiyono Rin was a promise, and Watanabe Toru would not go back on his word on such a matter.

There is a white vending machine nearby with the words 'Winning Rate 0.7%!!!' written on it.

Toru Watanabe took out his wallet, which only had a 100-yen coin in it, so he stuffed a -yen bill into it and bought a bottle of oolong tea and soda.

The change jingled down, and there was no doubt that I had not won the prize.

If there was a 7/1000 chance of success, Toru Watanabe would not have left the system there half-abandoned.

It’s not right to think that way.

If he had not been worried about showing any abnormality and being discovered by Kujo Miki, he would now be a rising star in the business world with physical strength exceeding human limits, selling fruit knives and cosmetics.

"Too slow." Qingye Rin complained.

"I got lost on the road of life for a while." After handing her the oolong tea that was already covered with water droplets, Watanabe Toru sat down on the chair.

The two men had been walking in the sun for a long time and were thirsty, so they started drinking immediately.

After replenishing her water, Kiyono Rin put aside the plastic bottle which still had more than half of the liquid left with a look of satisfaction on her face, picked up her SLR again, pointed the lens at the dense crowd, and continued shooting footage.

In the distant sunset glow, there are airplane clouds piercing the sky.

Sitting under the shade of a summer tree, Toru Watanabe gestured with the soda bottle toward the sky, imagined a plane flying into the bottle, and then took a sip of the soda as if he was tasting the flavor of an airplane.

The two stayed on the bench until the heroine, Miki Kujo, appeared.

She was wearing a black long skirt with a belt tightly wrapped around her waist, highlighting her slender waist. She looked like a fairy in the dark night, walking slowly towards here with graceful steps.

Watanabe Toru felt that this outfit was in line with his research direction, but Kiyono Rin frowned: "This outfit is too different from his image."

"Then change the heroine to my image." Kujo Miki said domineering words that were very consistent with her image.

"Since you have agreed to perform, please follow the script."

"That depends on the script." Kujo Miki sneered.

With a cold face, Kiyono Rin took out the script wrapped in a transparent book cover from a woven bag and handed it to Kujo Miki.

Kujo Miki glanced at it nonchalantly and said with a laugh, "Plagiarism?"

She had not read "Love Letter", but when she was lying on the same bed taking a nap, Watanabe Toru, who was still moving his hands and feet, told her roughly the origin of the script.

"This is a cultural festival for high school students. The wind orchestra will play music for a fee, the drama club will rehearse a popular drama, and the human observation club will adapt a popular movie. Do you have any questions, Kujo-san?" Kiyono Rin made a series of parallelisms, looking directly into Kujo Miki's eyes with full momentum.

"No problem." Kujo Miki returned the script to Kiyono Rin, "It's just a very ordinary adaptation."

"If you don't want to act, you can leave now. I will find someone else for the female lead." Qingye Rin put the script back into the woven bag.

Toru Watanabe silently withdrew his hand that was about to take the script.

He hasn't seen it yet.

Forget it, solving the current conflict is much more important than reading a script.

Toru Watanabe walked behind Miki Kujo, put his hands on her shoulders, and half pushed and half forced her to sit on the chair.

"Meiji, no matter what the script is, you have to play the leading female role!"

"Are you ordering me around?" As soon as she sat down, Kujo Miki habitually crossed her long legs, hugged her arms, and posed like a queen.

"How is that possible?" Watanabe Toru rubbed her thin shoulders, "I don't want to play the male and female protagonists with other girls. Just consider it as fulfilling my wish and playing the female protagonist, okay?"

Miki Kujo closed her eyes and felt Toru Watanabe's poor massage skills.

Qingye Rin on the side frowned with an unpleasant look on his face.

Watanabe Toru winked at her.

'This is for the crew, don't make trouble. '

'A man full of lies is disgusting.'

Watanabe Toru didn't know whether it was translated exactly like this, but the way Kiyono Rin looked at him was indeed full of disgust and anger, so the general meaning should be pretty close.

Qing Ye Lin had no idea what a miserable end the male protagonist, who had so many handles on him that he was afraid of the police, would have if the heroine was someone else - squeezed dry? He himself didn't know.

Watanabe Toru shook the soft and graceful body of Kujo Miki: "Just promise me this time, okay?"