My girlfriend is a bad lady

"Okay, guest!"

Qing Ye Lin turned his gaze to Kujo Miki and gave a mocking smile: "I look forward to the gift exchange tonight."

Miki Kujo's face turned horrible.

In Watanabe Toru's eyes, her long, straight black hair had been blown up by murderous aura, turning her into a complete demon.

"Meiji," he put his hands on her shoulders and said seriously, "There is no ugliest, only uglier. It's still early, let's keep looking."

Kujo Miki's hair fell down again (in Watanabe Toru's eyes) and she glanced at him.

"You are not allowed to talk to me before my permission." She said coldly.

"How long will it take? Could you please tell me the exact time?" asked Toru Watanabe.

"Ten minutes."

Watanabe Toru puts force on his hands: "Meiji, I will work part-time to buy you a bag during the New Year!"

Kujo Miki waved away his hand on her shoulder and said to Kiyono Rin: "Men are all single-celled organisms."

It seems like he's complaining and showing off, but he always feels like he's showing off something.

"Thank you, Kujo-san, I learned something." After saying that, Kiyono Rin looked at Watanabe Toru.

She has the most friendly and charming smile on her face, and there are angel wings behind her (in Toru Watanabe's eyes):

"Watanabe-san, you can say whatever you want to me in these ten minutes. I will chat with you."

"Really? You're not lying to me?"

Kiyono Rin turned her gaze towards Kujo Miki and said with a smile, "Men are really single-celled organisms."

Miki Kujo stepped on Toru Watanabe's shoe.

"No, I just drove..."

"Shut up!" Kujo Miki grabbed Watanabe Toru's tie, almost nose to nose, and said murderously: "Did I allow you to talk to me?"

"It seems, not yet."

"You know that and why are you still telling me?" Another kick.

"Well, I say, young ladies, don't you feel sorry for me for bullying me like this?"

"Stop pretending to be so pitiful. You must feel very proud of yourself for flirting with two beautiful girls, right?" said Kujo Miki with a sharp look in her eyes.

"Absolutely nothing!"

"It's a lie." Qingye Rin immediately exposed it.

"I say!" Watanabe Toru was very dissatisfied and innocent, "Why do you two always team up against me?!"

Kujo Miki loosened her tie and pushed him away.

When the two of them were too close, I always felt that his saliva would spray on my face. Although he had kissed my face many times, that was another matter.

"If you break up with Qingye Rin, I will spoil you even more." She promised with a smile.

"This is definitely a lie, right?" Toru Watanabe looked at her.

Miki Kujo put away her smile, snorted, and did not deny it.

"If you cut off your relationship with Kujo-san, well..." Qingye Rin put her hand on her chin and fell into deep thought. Finally, she sighed helplessly, "I'm sorry, I still can't help but scold you."

"...I am satisfied that you know that it was a 'reprimand'."

"But I see you seem to be enjoying it." Qingye Rin pretended to be confused.

"I told you, I am a person with a delicate mind, please be careful with your words!"

Watching the two of them talking back and forth, Kujo Miki narrowed her eyes and said with a smile:

"Watanabe."

"it's here."

"From now on, you are not allowed to say a word."

"..."

"Sir, it's already packed." The female clerk came over with an exquisite shopping bag.

After leaving the store, Kujo Miki changed her strategy.

"Instead of buying a gift for Seino-san, why not buy one for my Watanabe?" she said, "Watanabe, what do you want?"

Watanabe Toru pointed at his mouth.

"Alright." Kujo Miki gave him a look of disdain, "If you really listen to me, I can take your last name after we get married."

"I don't care about last names," said Toru Watanabe, "but you, Miki, are the only one left in the Kujo family."

"Slippery tongue. What do you want?"

"Well, let me think...why do I feel like I have everything I need?" Toru Watanabe really couldn't think of what he needed.

"How about I buy you some bath powder so you can take a nice bath in the winter?" suggested Kujo Miki.

"Why did the style change suddenly? It was a brand-name bag just now?" Toru Watanabe felt a little strange and uncomfortable.

Miss Kujo and bath additives, these two words cannot possibly go together.

"When we give gifts to each other, it doesn't matter how expensive they are. Practical things are more thoughtful."

"That's true." Watanabe Toru nodded, "But if we exchange gifts, maybe someone else will get the bath powder, etc., then isn't it possible that I will get that extremely ugly bag?"

"You can give it to your mother." Qingye Rin gave a considerate solution.

"My mother will definitely not accept such an expensive gift. I'm not sure. The bag is so tacky, maybe my mother won't recognize it."

Kujo Miki suddenly reached out and grabbed Watanabe Toru's tie: "Stop talking nonsense and go buy some bath powder."

"I can walk on my own."

"Did I give you permission to speak?"

"…The order suddenly took effect again?"

Kiyono Rin brushed the long hair off her shoulders with a condescending smile and said:

"Some people are jealous. It seems that my cuteness is indeed superior to everyone else's."

When it comes to appearance, Kujo Miki can't just pretend she didn't hear it.

She let go of Watanabe Toru, crossed her arms, looked down on him, and said:

"Narcissism is a small matter. The only thing to worry about is being blind and not being able to see someone more beautiful than yourself."

"Ah, you want to compete with me in appearance? Kujo-san, I admire your courage."

"Qiono-san, you are really blind to say such things to me."

"It's a meaningless argument." Qing Ye Lin turned to Watanabe Toru, "Watanabe-san, who is cuter, me or Kujo-san?"

"Is there even a need to ask? You are all equally cute in my heart." Toru Watanabe answered without thinking.

There was murderous intent in Kujo Miki's eyes.

Kiyono Rin, on the other hand, was disgusted and couldn't stand it.

Hmm? Is there something wrong? The 9 points of system verification?

Chapter 197: Christmas before the End of the Semester (6)

"Don't have any bad ideas."

"Remaining neutral is the stupidest thing to do, Watanabe-san."

As expected, Watanabe Toru's answer was attacked by both of them again.

But now, he is slowly getting used to it.

"Go buy some bath powder," he said, changing the subject.

There is a pleasant fragrance in the shop selling bath additives.

Miki Kujo took a fancy to European carbonated bath additives, which she used one piece per bath and cost 400 yen each.

"It's my turn to buy next." Toru Watanabe fell into deep thought.

What gifts should I give to two noble ladies in their late 40s and two beautiful girls in their 16s?

This mall is huge and has everything from daily necessities to brand-name goods. But generally speaking, they wouldn't be very happy after receiving anything that can be bought with money.

I thought about it for a while, but I had no idea.

"Have you made up your mind?" After walking around, Kujo Miki was already tired.

"Let's buy a belt." Toru Watanabe gave up, not caring whether the person receiving the gift would be happy or not.

Whether it is Miki Kujo or Rin Kiyono, sometimes when they wear skirts, they like to use belts to tie their waists, which makes them look fashionable and elegant.

The waists of the two were slender, bound by a belt, so graceful that one wanted to hold them tightly in their arms, and then pressed them on the bed.

He had done this to Miki Kujo before.

In the Hermès store, Toru Watanabe picked out a belt with a navy blue surface and amber yellow inside.

After choosing the color, the clerk asked about the size.

Watanabe Toru put his hand on his chin, looked at the ceiling, and muttered softly:

"Meiji is 62, Qingye is about the same, and Kujo's mother is 68? No, when we met recently, it seemed to have dropped to 65? Qingye's mother, um, I don't know if she has gained weight or lost weight recently..."

Just as he was trying hard to recall Qingye's mother, someone kicked his calf.

"What are you doing?" He turned around and saw the two young ladies staring at him with unpleasant expressions.

"How do you know their waist circumference?" Miki Kujo looked at him coldly.

"I, I, I'm good at math. As long as I have one piece of data, I can calculate the rest."

Miki Kujo looked at Rin Kiyono, and Rin Kiyono nodded.

Miki Kujo said to Toru Watanabe with murderous intent: "I really want to dig your eyes out."

"Don't! I haven't seen enough of you!"

"Then when will you have seen enough?" asked Kujo Miki with a sneer.

"If you ask, then it must be a lifetime." Watanabe Toru held Kujo Miki's slender waist with both hands, "This waist, this figure, is beyond words."

"Guest, guest..." the clerk who was registering the message greeted hesitantly.

Kujo Miki waved Watanabe Toru's hand away: "Hurry up, don't dawdle."

"As ordered!"

"Please help me choose the one with the 62-pack. If the two aunties accidentally get it, they can tighten it and maybe it can be used. If it can't be used, it's just a good opportunity to lose weight."

The clerk asked some questions about the material, the thickness of ordinary clothes, etc. Watanabe Toru didn't understand at all, so he just spoke according to Kujo Miki's situation.

A belt as wide as an index finger, without any decoration, cost Watanabe Toru more than 400,000 yen.

The price is quite reasonable. The ladies and young ladies would not just throw it aside after getting it.

When going downstairs, the "Princess Carrying Girlfriend Contest" reached its most intense moment.

In the remaining two groups, one boy raised his head to the sky and let out a low growl, while the other also raised his neck desperately.

The girlfriends who were hugged either wiped their sweat or shouted for cheer.

Looking at this scene, Qing Ye Lin was a little surprised: "Is 5,000 yen so attractive?"

"When we went up, it might have been for 5,000 yen, but after the game started, 5,000 yen had nothing to do with it anymore," said Toru Watanabe.

Qing Ye Lin put his hand on his chin, thought for a while, understood what Watanabe Toru meant, and said without interest:

"A man's boring ego."

Physical strength, duration, this is the eternal battlefield for men - if it were someone else, Watanabe Toru would say this.

Back in the car, the luxury car headed straight for Nagatacho, where the Kiyono family lived, an island government official gathering place.

After knowing that they were going directly to Kiyono's house, Toru Watanabe asked in confusion: "Are we going in school uniforms?"