What are the options for love obstacles in the humanoid Star Platinum's mind?

"Girls these days are really no joke. They actually said they were going to report me to the police for sexual harassment. Oh... Holy shit, your progress is too scary. I was only gone for a few minutes."

Wu Xiaxian looked at Wu Garuda lying on Kujo Ditaro's legs, and the lines on his face became more and more distinct.

"You came at the right time. What's wrong with her? She just drank a little bit of wine and got drunk..."

Before Kujo Ditaro could finish his words, he saw Wu Xiaxian's eyes wide open with an extremely frightened expression.

"You want to die, don't you? She's a high school student, why did you give her alcohol? You'll be killed by the old man! No, I'll be implicated by you too. Let's just pretend we didn't meet today. Goodbye."

"Don't worry, if anything happens I will definitely pull you along."

"You're going to go to hell."

"Same here, you're not going to heaven either."

After Wu Xiaxian sat down, he sighed with a gloomy face, "It's illegal to give alcohol to high school students. Are you an outlaw?"

"She wanted to try it herself, so I gave her a little drink. It wasn't much, just a mouthful."

Kujo Ditaro said as he pushed out a paper cup filled with special oolong tea.

Wu Xiaxian picked up the paper cup, and a strong smell of alcohol went straight into his forehead.

"What kind of wine is this? It's so strong, at least 50 or 60 degrees. Are you still a human being? Why are you giving this to my cousin?"

Chapter 288: The Angry Wu Jialuo

"I thought your clan's physical fitness meant that drinking a little alcohol wouldn't be a problem, but who knows."

Kujo Ditaro spread his hands and began to shirk responsibility.

"Just because you're in good health doesn't mean you can drink. My cousin has never touched alcohol before. You gave her this right away, so it's normal for her to not be able to handle it. Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with me, so you can handle it yourself."

While Wu Xiaxian was cursing each other, he did not forget to draw a clear line between them.

Kujo Ditaro has a kind expression, but he actually hides a knife behind his smile.

"You said it's okay, so it's okay? I didn't buy the wine."

"Okay...it takes more than three hours to get to Kyoto. During this time, my cousin will wake up. You can convince her to keep it a secret."

Kujo Ditaro didn't care about Wu Xiaxian's worries at all.

The two chatted all the way, and the high-speed train, which was traveling at a speed of several hundred kilometers per hour, soon arrived at the terminal.

Kujo Ditaro supported the drunk Wu Jialuo and followed behind Wu Xiaxian.

The Wu family is very powerful, and it is impossible that there are no family members stationed in Kyoto, the center of Japan.

However, in order to avoid exposing Wu Jialuo's drinking, Wu Xiaxian had to keep a low profile.

The three of them took a taxi and went to a hotel not far from the competition venue.

"You guys rest here first, we'll go over at 7:30."

Wu Xiaxian threw a room card to Kujo Ditaro and said, "I'll leave Wu Jialuo in your care. You don't want to encounter an angry old man, do you? You should understand the principle of less trouble is more."

"Where are you going now?"

Kujo Ditaro casually put the room card in his pocket and asked casually.

Wu Xiaxian didn't answer, just gave a wicked smile and left quickly.

Kujo Ditaro thought for a moment, then suddenly realized, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose.

"If you get sick, then things will be interesting."

"Cough cough..."

At this moment, Wu Garuda, who was sleeping on the bed, suddenly started coughing.

Kujo Ditaro walked to the bedside with a water bottle and leaned over and asked, "Would you like some water?"

"Um..."

Wu Jialuo responded and sat up shaking his head.

Kujo Ditaro unscrewed the bottle cap and reminded, "Don't feel like vomiting, do you?"

To be honest, Kujo Ditaro is almost suffering from a psychological trauma when it comes to vomit.

Wu Jialuo shook his head, "I don't want to vomit, I'm just a little dizzy, water..."

Whether it was intentional or he was just stupid, Wu Jialuo didn't reach out to take the water bottle, but instead held the bottle mouth in his mouth.

"You..." Although Kujo Ditaro was surprised, he still completed the operation of feeding water very reluctantly.

The moment Wu Jialuo Luosong opened his mouth, a crystal clear water thread came out.

Kujo Ditaro put on a conflicted expression, as if he was disgusted.

In fact, it's not that he is taking advantage of others.

You know, there is only one level of relationship between Wu Jialuo and him.

That is... giving birth to offspring.

Faced with such a girl with a clear purpose, most men, except for those animals who live for sex, would choose to avoid her.

If the Wu clan was not of great use to him, Kujo Ditaro actually would not want to take advantage of such a simple-minded girl.

But unfortunately, there are not so many solutions in the world that can have the best of both worlds.

"Garuda, I have always had a question for you. Do you only want to have offspring with me?"

"Yes, for the sake of my family's purpose, I must give birth to offspring with the greatest potential."

Wu Jialuolu's answer was very straightforward, and it was obvious that it was from the heart.

Kujo Ditaro wasn't surprised and continued, "Having said that, if someone stronger than me appears again, will you change your target?"

"No." Wu Jialuo shook his head and said without hesitation: "Grandpa said that girls should love themselves and can only have one husband in their lifetime. They can't be fickle."

"But I'm not your husband, and there's no real intimacy between us. Even if you fall in love with someone else, it's totally fine. You're looking for a stronger man for the sake of your family's purpose, aren't you..."

Before Kujo Ditaro could finish his words, a pillow hit him in the face.

"What you said... is disgusting."

Wu Jialuo's expression turned completely cold.

Kujo Ditaro was stunned and felt a little dazed.

Wu Jialuo picked up the pillow again and threw it out with force.

"I'm an educated person. Family values are important, but that doesn't mean I don't have my own opinions."

"If you follow your advice, shouldn't all the women of our Wu clan marry the strongest man and then work hard to produce offspring?"

"What are you thinking about? What are you thinking about!"

Wu Jialuo seemed to be really angry and kept throwing pillows.

Kujo Ditaro knew that he was in the wrong and it was difficult for him to argue.

After being hit by a few pillows, he found an opportunity to explain.

"But this is the concept that Wu Xiaxian conveyed to me. As long as a man is strong enough, he can gain the admiration of the women of the Wu clan."

"Wu Xiaxian?"

Wu Jialuo stopped hitting the pillow and asked coldly, "What did he say?"

"Well, when he first met me, he told me to marry into the Wu family, saying I could choose any single woman in the family. Honestly, I flatly refused!"

Kujo Ditaro did not lie, nor did he wrongly accuse Wu Xiaxian.

The concept that Wu Xiaxian conveyed to him was that the women of the Wu clan were just tools living for the family's purpose.

As for whether there is any generation gap in understanding between them, Kujo Ditaro can only say that he is helpless.

I have to say that Kujo Ditaro's ability to pass the buck has become more and more sophisticated.

Wu Jialuo's anger was directed at Wu Xiaxian.

"This bastard! I must kill him!"

"Yes, yes."

Kujo Ditaro didn't believe that anything would really happen to Wu Xiaxian, but he thought a beating was inevitable.

Wu Jialuo's ability to curse is limited, and the few words he said back and forth were all meaningless.

Kujo Ditaro found this boring and took the opportunity to change the subject.

"Garuda, if Wu Xiaxian is talking nonsense, then that means you just want to have a child with me?"

"That's right. Family values are very important, and you are the first foreign man who has convinced me. No matter if someone more powerful than you appears in the future, I will not change my mind."

Wu Garuda stood up, and even though there was a bed underneath, she was still half a head shorter than Kujo Ditaro.

The two of them faced each other, and Wu Jialuo asked without shyness, "By the way, you haven't answered my question in the car before. Haven't you noticed my changes?"

"Change?" After looking her up and down, Kujo Ditaro's gaze stopped on the girl's fingernails.

Chapter 289: The secret in Wu Xiaxian's room...

Kujo Ditaro really couldn't see the changes in Wu Garuda.

The only thing that was a little unusual was the girl's fingernails, which were painted with a layer of beautiful nail polish.

The reason why I feel strange is that Wu Jialuo doesn't give people the impression that she is a little girl who would touch such things.

Wu Jialuo didn't try to be mysterious anymore. He raised his hands and asked, "How is it? This is what Feng Shui taught me. Doesn't it look good?"

"Wu Fengshui taught you that? That's not bad, right? It suits your temperament quite well."

Kujo Ditaro's reaction was indifferent.

Wu Jialuo clenched his hands and hid his nails.

"Feng Shui says boys like fashionable girls. Don't you think they look good?"

"Painting your nails isn't considered fashionable, is it? And I didn't say it wasn't pretty, did I?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty good-looking, but it's quite troublesome to do this. If it weren't for Feng Shui, I probably wouldn't be able to do it..."

Wu Jialuo suddenly spoke more.

Kujo Ditaro was not a dull person, and he could understand the meaning behind the girl's words.

To put it bluntly, it’s not that Wu Jialuo has become talkative, but that he has some little thoughts.

Like a little girl, Wu Garuda, who made changes, wanted to be praised.

Kujo Ditaro is not stingy with words and gives kind words without hesitation.

"That's great, isn't it? These nails are beautiful, and they perfectly match your temperament and image. They're absolutely perfect!"

"Really."

Wu Jialuo's face showed joy, and his smile gradually became brighter.

For some reason, Kujo Ditaro felt more and more dark.

......

7 p.m.

Kujo Ditaro called Wu Xiaxian in advance.

"Where are the people? We should leave."

"Wait... I'll call you back in ten minutes, no, twenty minutes."

"You're having a blast with women, aren't you?"

After leaving Wu Garuda behind, Kujo Ditaro came to the door of the next room alone.

dong dong!

Thinking of the torture he suffered in the afternoon, the corners of Kujo Ditaro's mouth gradually rose.

The knock on the door didn't last long before Wu Xiaxian inside couldn't help it.