My girlfriend is a bad lady

Occasionally, an audience member would see him in the aisle and want to come up to him to say hello or ask for his autograph, but when they saw his expression, they hesitated and did not dare to come forward.

It was around 3:30 in the afternoon, the sun was still strong, and his bangs cast shadows on Watanabe Toru's face.

When he arrived at the VIP seat, his expression regained its vitality.

"The king returns." He walked in with a smile.

"Woof~" Mrs. Qingye placed her paws on the side of her face with a cute expression.

"..."

"Wang Wang!"

"Did you see my pitch? And the home run that broke the electronic screen and turned the game around? Even after 10 years, the 30,000 people in the audience will definitely remember it vividly."

"Pretend you didn't see it?!" Mrs. Qingye couldn't believe it.

"Too cute to look at."

"That's about the same." Mrs. Kiyono said satisfied and aggrieved, "It's Mr. Watanabe who made me like this. If you still ignore me, I will be sad."

She has a delicate short hair and is very elegant. She is not suitable for acting like a spoiled child at all, but she has good looks so anything is fine with her.

"By the way!" Mrs. Kiyono clasped her hands together gently, "Congratulations in advance on winning the Koshien championship."

"I don't plan to attend Koshien."

"Why?" Mrs. Kujo asked curiously, "With your ability, Watanabe-kun, as long as nothing unexpected happens, you will definitely win the Koshien championship."

"I want to clarify one thing." Toru Watanabe tapped his temple seriously.

"Hmm?" The four looked at him.

"I was born to be superior to others, so why should I go out of my way to prove it to others?" Toru Watanabe pretended to be confused.

"Just like as the president of a company, you won't deliberately compare your income with your employees?" said Miki Kujo.

"Yes!" Watanabe Toru walked behind her and squeezed her shoulders, "Meiji understands me."

"You have the bearing of an aristocrat." Mrs. Kujo covered her lips with a fan, her voice full of laughter, "Forget it, Koshien is just a project to make money."

"Then let's go traveling tomorrow. I'll have someone bring the yacht over, and someone will also have to decorate Karuizawa. Do you prefer a villa in the forest or a villa by the lake?"

"I've never lived here before, so any one of them will do." said Toru Watanabe, pinching Miki Kujo's shoulders.

Ever since Watanabe Toru said he would not participate in Koshien, Kiyono Rin has been watching him.

"An indecisive man," she said.

After hearing her words, the two ladies suddenly laughed, smiling in a cheerful manner.

Miki Kujo enjoys Toru Watanabe's massage with an expressionless face.

"…It's just choosing a villa, there's no need to hesitate." Watanabe Toru said nonchalantly.

A Tokyo woman who likes to speak in an innuendo-filled way!

After leaving Jingu Stadium, we had dinner at a French restaurant.

A variety of cold cuts, such as foie gras, abalone and caviar, have unique flavors.

The five of them agreed to meet at the Qingye family's palace villa tomorrow and go on a yacht trip.

After dinner, it was already dark, and Toru Watanabe and Miki Kujo took a bus to Jimbocho.

The car was silent. Miki Kujo crossed her legs, supported her elbows on the door armrest, and tapped her temples with her fingers.

She looked relaxed and as if today was a very pleasant day.

"My participation in the game was not entirely due to what Kiyono said," Toru Watanabe took the initiative to confess.

Kujo Miki didn't even look at him.

"At that time, I really wanted to help Shenchuan. If they didn't work hard, they would lose, but we usually train harder than anyone else. We can't let all the hard work we have put in since childhood go to waste just because of heatstroke, so..."

"okay."

"..."

"Let's talk about it when we get back." Kujo Miki glanced at him.

The two returned to the Jimbocho villa, Kujo Miki took a bath first, and Watanabe Toru took a bath later.

When he came out, Miki Kujo was leaning against the head of the bed in her pajamas, holding a tablet.

The waist is tied with a thin belt, outlining the slender waist and the body curves are graceful and attractive.

"Come here." Seeing Toru Watanabe coming out, she put down the tablet, crossed her arms and ordered.

Toru Watanabe climbed onto the bed and was about to take action.

"Sit upright." Miki Kujo pointed to the end of the bed with her carefully manicured fingertips.

"...Yes." Watanabe Toru withdrew his hand and sat up straight at the end of the bed.

"Go ahead."

"I was wrong." Watanabe Toru said very straightforwardly.

"I'll let you speak." The beautiful girl is as cruel as a devil.

“……” Toru Watanabe recounted everything that happened outside the VIP seats.

"You're quite good at showing off." Kujo Miki said sarcastically.

“Sometimes I can’t control my emotions.”

"Perform it for me."

"what?"

"Need I say it twice?"

"..."

Toru Watanabe stood up and slowly turned his back.

"Wait a minute, take this." Miki Kujo pointed at the bed sheet.

"This, we don't need it, right?"

"Okay." Miki Kujo agreed readily.

"……All right."

"Then please watch carefully, my Kujo-san." Toru Watanabe turned the bed sheet upside down with both hands and draped it behind him like a cloak, and the bed sheet fluttered.

He looked back slightly:

"Let me tell you what it means to be at the top."

Kujo Miki had a blank expression on her face.

But Toru Watanabe, who knew every part of her, knew that she was trying very hard to hold back her laughter.

Usually when she is trying to hold back laughter, she will make a disdainful and cold expression, but when she really wants to laugh, she won't make any expression because she will laugh.

Kujo Miki never had such a habit before, and there was nothing in her life that made her really laugh.

Until I met Toru Watanabe.

Toru Watanabe tied the bed sheet around his neck, turning it into a cape.

He jumped out of bed, then put his right foot on the window, crossed his arms, and said domineeringly and coldly:

"Now, let them despair."

Miki Kujo looked at him coldly.

Watanabe Toru: “…”

"Why aren't you laughing? Did you miscalculate? That's impossible!"

Miki Kujo suddenly raised her legs, her pajamas slipped off, revealing her snow-white beautiful legs.

"This is a reward for you." Queen Kujo smiled cruelly and said condescendingly.

"..." Toru Watanabe pounced on her, wanting to make her despair.

After enjoying her legs, I got into her nightgown.

Miki Kujo clenched her teeth and twisted her body around, her body agitated as if she was itchy.

"...Che." Her voice was melodious and charming.

"Miji." Toru Watanabe stood up and grabbed her legs with both hands.

Kujo Miki naturally clamped her arms around his waist.

Her delicate and beautiful little face was flushed, her gorgeous black hair spread out on the white bed, and she tilted her head back.

When I came to my senses, it was already late at night and everything was quiet.

Toru Watanabe found a pillow, put it under his head, and hugged Kujo Miki, who was gasping with her eyes closed, and held her in his arms.

Then, he pulled a thin quilt over their stomachs.

Miki Kujo pressed herself tightly against Toru Watanabe's body and didn't speak for a long time.

Toru Watanabe enjoyed the warmth of her body and kissed her forehead and bangs.

"Thank you, Meiji," he said softly.

Kujo Miki opened her eyes lazily: "Don't mention the past anymore."

She closed her eyes again and leaned comfortably on Watanabe Toru's arm.

"Although I hate that you went on stage because of her, it's not entirely because of her. Plus, I saw another side of you, so they cancel each other out."

Looking at Kujo Miki in his arms, Watanabe Toru remembered what Koizumi Aonai said before:

"Only when we care for and understand each other can life be happy."

Asu Mai didn't make any requests, and even the time he spent with her was decided by herself;

Koizumi Aonai took the initiative to invite Asuka Mai to dinner, and their relationship gradually improved. She was polite to herself in front of Kujo Miki and considerately said that she didn't care;

Now, Kujo Miki is also beginning to learn to be considerate.

We must also care and understand them.

Toru Watanabe lowered his head and kissed Miki Kujo's rosy lips.

"Again?"

"No, I'm tired!" Kujo Miki pulled up the quilt to cover her seductive body, "We'll have to do it again tomorrow...ah! Watanabe Toru!"

"Isn't this mutual understanding?" Watanabe thought while galloping.

The next day, the two packed their luggage and took a car to the palace villa where Mrs. Qingye lived.

Because Kujo Miki refused to get up, when the two arrived at the agreed time, Kiyono Rin and Mrs. Kujo were already there.

"Let's go!" Mrs. Qingye said directly without giving the two people time to rest.

Instead of going out, he went to the garden.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was already too hot to go out easily.

In the garden, sunflowers with broad leaves are blooming enthusiastically;

Next to the sunflowers, the graceful crape myrtles are in full bloom;

Lily, cosmos, zinnia, rose, pomegranate, hibiscus, albizzia, lotus...

There are so many flowers that it seems that all the flowers that can be seen in July can be seen here.

"The forget-me-nots are still in bloom." Qingno Rin looked at a certain place in the garden.

"Like it?" Mrs. Qingye turned her head and looked at her daughter, "Pick some and take them with you?"

"Okay." Qingye Rin nodded.

Mrs. Kiyono ordered the servants to fetch the scissors and the vase.

Toru Watanabe took the luggage onto the yacht.

This yacht docked in Tokyo Bay is quite luxurious.