My girlfriend is a bad lady

"of course can!"

Miki Kujo and Rin Kiyono looked over at the same time, one with murderous eyes, the other with the cold wind of the Southern Alps.

"What I mean is, well, the world is vast and boundless. Xiaolian can be anyone's sister. It's not what you think it means." Watanabe Toru explained.

Kujo Miki looked at Kiyono Rin, and at the same time, Kiyono Rin said, "Lie."

"You actually still have such an idea? I really underestimated you, Watanabe Toru." Miki Kujo slowly pinched Watanabe Toru's ears with her fingers.

"Meiji, Meiji, please listen to my explanation!"

"What else do you have to say!"

"Any man would have this thought, right? Just like everyone wants to be rich or powerful, but the reality is different!"

"You're quite good at making excuses for yourself." Miki Kujo said with a sneer.

Start using force on your hands.

"That's really not an excuse!" Watanabe Toru wanted to say, "Didn't you say that yourself yesterday, Miki? Sometimes people can't control their own thoughts. The most important thing is to look at their actions!"

"You dare to use my words as an excuse?"

"I've already said it's not an excuse!" Watanabe Toru felt very wronged, "Kiyono-san, please help me!"

"I don't think I have any obligation to help you, Watanabe-san?" Kiyono Rin said with a smile without a trace of smile.

"Where is the friendship between classmates and best friends?!"

"How dare you talk to her in front of me!" There was no warmth in Kujo Miki's voice.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much! I was wrong! I won't do it again next time!"

"Tell me first, what if there is a next time?"

"If there is a next time, I will go along Cape Kamui in Hokkaido and walk into the Mariana Trench in the Pacific Ocean."

"Why does it have to be Cape Kamui in Hokkaido? I think this place is great."

"If I say here and you ask me to go right away, what if I end up feeling sad and regretful? Hokkaido is far from here, and even farther from Tokyo."

"It's not far. I can ask a plane to take you there."

"It's very far. This distance is enough for us to quarrel and make up for a lifetime."

"Do you still want to quarrel with me forever?"

"We'll talk about it later, but it's a lifetime for sure!"

Kujo Miki sneered, "Sweet talk."

Xiaolian stared at the scolded Watanabe Toru for a long time as if the animation was paused, then put a piece of shorthorn Wagyu steak into her mouth with a knife and fork.

After dealing with Toru Watanabe, Miki Kujo withdrew her hand and continued eating steak.

"You don't have to thank me." Qing Ye Lin said, "Sometimes I also have the urge to beat up Watanabe, but my excellent upbringing does not allow me to do so."

"Thank you? What should I thank you for? Also, are you saying that your upbringing is better than mine?" Kujo Miki sneered.

"Has Kujo's memory declined after being blown by the sea breeze? I just helped you identify the lie, shouldn't you thank me?" Qingye Rin said with a smile, "And you have good manners, can't you tell at a glance?"

"You take the initiative to come up to me and still need others to thank you? Is this your excellent self-cultivation?"

"Who reads mine before I tell a lie?"

"Who told the lie first, before I looked at you?"

The two looked at each other without giving in.

Xiaolian stared at her two sisters for a long time as if the animation was paused, and then put a piece of short-horn Wagyu steak into her mouth with a knife and fork.

Tokyo is amazing.

Outside the window where the shark and dolphin dolls are placed is the blue sea and blue sky.

They merge into one at the end of the world.

Chapter 216 New Year in Iwate Prefecture: Do What You Want (13)

Xiaolian fell asleep as soon as the bus back to Mizawa Village started.

I slept until I changed trains and didn't wake up when I got home.

Finally, the three men carried her directly home, with Toru Watanabe carrying her, and handed her over to her mother.

"Archer, thank you for your help today." Xiaolian breathed evenly in her mother's arms.

"Xiao Lian is my sister, there's nothing wrong with that." Watanabe Toru said.

Back home, after dinner, the two young ladies went back to the second floor to take a shower.

"Xiaotetsu," Watanabe said, "Tomorrow morning the village will make rice cakes, you can go there."

"Okay." Watanabe Toru sat down in the kotatsu, "Mom, what's up?"

"It's the supermarket where I work part-time. Someone suddenly quit. I have to be in charge of two shifts now."

Watanabe Eda usually works in the fields. During the slack season, she would go to a distant town with several women from the village to find part-time jobs.

"It's too hard, why don't you quit?" Watanabe Toru said, "My tuition and living expenses in Tokyo are enough by working part-time. You can take a rest if you have nothing to do. You don't have to work so hard."

"You're going to use the money to support the family after you quit your job?" Watanabe Eida rolled his eyes at his son.

"No problem." Watanabe Toru said with a smile.

"You are so young, don't live off others." Watanabe warned.

"Living off a gigolo? Mom, you look down on your son. I have 1 billion yen in a Tokyo bank."

"Xiao Che."

"Hmm?" Toru Watanabe took a tangerine from the basket on the table.

"Now that things have come to this, I should tell you." Watanabe sighed, "Actually, I eloped with your father. My hometown is very rich. They saw you on TV and suddenly contacted me to ask you to come back."

"Really?!" He stopped peeling the orange.

"of course it's true."

"Dad?" Toru Watanabe turned his head and looked at his father who was calculating his annual income.

"Your grandparents have been buried in the ground for many years." Father Watanabe said without raising his head, "If such a good thing really happened, would it be your turn? When you were born, I took you to your mother's house to kneel down and admit my fault."

"In fact, I have another life experience..."

Before Mother Watanabe could finish her words, Father Watanabe interrupted her and said:

"I told you to watch less TV dramas. You are so old, and you are still dreaming. Archer, when your mother was young, she insisted that I learn how to propose and ride a motorcycle like in TV dramas..."

Watanabe pinched her husband's arm hard and asked:

"Watanabe Tsuneo, how much money did you make this year?"

Father Watanabe, a man who transports goods and does farm work every day, shrank back and muttered quietly:

“It’s still counting.”

"Mom," Watanabe Toru stuffed an orange slice into his mouth, "Don't worry, wait until Miki and I get married and seize the property of the Kujo family, and then you will be the eloped eldest daughter."

"Che." Miss Kujo was standing at the door of the living room, "Come out for a moment."

"Oh." Toru Watanabe put down the orange and stood up from the kotatsu.

Watanabe's mother watched her son walk out of the living room with concern. Watanabe's father also looked up and watched him go, muttering to himself while still counting the bills.

Toru Watanabe followed Kujo Miki upstairs and into her room.

"You are very ambitious."

"It's just a joke, to cheer up my parents, don't take it seriously."

Kujo Miki turned around and said, "So, marrying me is also a joke?"

"Everything is easy to talk about. Don't joke about marriage. I will definitely marry Kujo Miki in the future. I will never leave her in this life, and I will never allow her to leave me. The two of us are like entangled together..."

Toru Watanabe noticed that there was a hint of contemptuous smile on the corner of Miki Kujo's mouth.

He got it.

He stopped talking nonsense.

He pulled Kujo Miki into his arms, hugged her slender waist tightly, let the two of them stick together, and kissed her lips.

Miki Kujo closed her eyes lightly, hooked her hands around Watanabe Toru's neck, and kissed him back passionately.

After the two separated, they panted and talked in each other's ears.

"It tastes like oranges." Kujo Miki sighed with satisfaction.

"Is it delicious?" asked Toru Watanabe.

"Unappetizing."

“I think it tastes good.”

"Is the orange delicious?" Kujo Miki's voice suddenly became hoarse, full of irresistible magic. "Or is my sister delicious?"

"of course--"

Toru Watanabe did not take off her clothes, but just got under her skirt.

There, all the beauty in the world is found.

Miki Kujo sat at the table where Toru Watanabe studied hard when he was a child. Her pair of long, beautiful, white and smooth legs wrapped around Toru Watanabe's head between her legs.

……

Finally, Kujo Miki sighed heavily.

Toru Watanabe came out from under her skirt, kneeling, ready to take possession of his treasure.

Kujo Miki's face flushed as she held the hot thing in her hand.

"What's wrong?" Watanabe Toru's voice at this time was full of charm that could touch any girl's heart.

In addition to her body, Miki Kujo also felt itchy in her heart, but also very comfortable.

Almost every time, she would immerse herself in this mysterious atmosphere, but not this time.

"No."

"Why?" Watanabe Toru asked puzzledly.

"This is my sister's punishment for bad kids." Kujo Miki said with a smile.

She was smiling now, still arrogant but with a hint of mischief, revealing an unprecedented intimacy.

Feeling her heart gradually approaching, Toru Watanabe no longer cared about anything else.

"Meiji, my Meiji, I love you so much." He couldn't help but kiss her.

As a result, Kujo Miki covered his mouth with her other hand.

"Is this not possible?" Watanabe Toru asked in confusion, and then he understood when he saw her expression of rejection.

He teased, "Do you still dislike yourself?"

Kujo Miki glared at him and pushed him away.

She said as she adjusted her underwear under her skirt:

"Qingye is almost done washing, hurry up and get out of here."

"I'll come see you tonight?"

"Look at what you have accomplished. Stop thinking about this kind of thing all day long." Miki Kujo scolded.

"People who have experienced comfort once will have confidence." Toru Watanabe put on his pants.

"Do you want to die?"

"Do not want to."

"Then get out of here quickly. By the way, remember to rinse your mouth and brush your teeth."

"Okay, sister."