People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

The two disciples did not dare to disturb him and stood aside.

It's been a long time.

Their master sighed deeply.

Shenmuli followed Fang Zuo jogging all the way.

"Master, you might as well think about it carefully. There are great benefits to associating with me."

"Not only am I a G cup, I'm also a virgin. And last night I sorted out my strengths and found another one."

“I’ve watched a lot of educational films and have a lot of theoretical knowledge.”

"And dating me, you know, you feel involved, right? Do you know what involvement is?"

"Did anyone call me Master at that time? No, I was the only one who could say, 'Master, Master loves me.' That's what immersion is all about."

"Don't you want to try?"

Shenmuli followed Fang Zuo, talking non-stop all the way.

Fang Zuo was unmoved and ignored her.

But I kind of accepted it in my heart.

This little guy didn't betray himself this time.

It can be considered a test.

It was already evening when Fang Zuo returned to Tokyo Women's University.

Yingkong Kurumi sent news that new clues had been found.

A very important clue.

It is almost certain that Kimitsu Li is the murderer.

On the side of the cross, in a very hard-to-find place, there is a row of small numbers 5351.

Found relevant information.

This is a religious icon issued by the Catholic Church in North America.

Each cross and statue has the same number.

Just look at the number on the base of the statue of Hibiki Mitsuki to know whether it is a single piece.

Fang Zuo left a wisp of divine consciousness and attached it to Momonogi Kana who had returned to the dormitory.

And he came to the residence of Kimitsu Li.

It was pitch black in the house of Kimitsu Li.

She had fallen into a deep sleep.

Fang Zuo came to the corner of the hall and picked up the statue.

I looked at the number under the base.

5351.

Chapter 120 Fei Guangli

Fei Guangli hugged Fang Zuo's strong body tightly in the kitchen.

Biting his shoulder tightly.

……

Everything seems so romantic.

at the end.

Fei Guangli kicked in vain.

Fell onto the bed.

Wake up.

There are no men.

A dream of my own.

It was still a dark night.

The room was still empty.

Still alone.

Just like every night for the past twenty years.

Lonely, deserted, and tired.

Kimitsu Li put on the lace suspender pajamas that had slipped down to her soft waist in her sleep.

Even though the air conditioning was on.

But her body was covered with sweat.

The flush is still all over my body.

My limbs feel a little weak.

Hibiki changed the bed sheets.

Looking at these things made her shy.

Fei Guangli covered her red face with her little hands.

I can't figure out how I became like this.

Born into the most traditional and conservative family in Japan, he received the most conservative education since childhood.

Before I got married, I had never even been kissed.

She has always adhered to the modesty of an oriental woman, and kept everything strictly to herself even when studying in the United States.

Even after returning to China and getting married, everything with my husband was just a routine.

Fixed date, fixed time, fixed speed.

Everything is just for the mission.

Even his eyes were open, looking at the ceiling, waiting for the end.

She had just returned from the United States when her newlywed husband passed away.

Leaving her alone.

The motto of Tokyo Women's University is to promote the importance of upholding the most traditional values ​​of Japanese women in today's society.

As the principal, she never looked for another man.

The name is Kimitsu Li.

It once became a synonym for Japanese society's adherence to traditional female values.

But I don't know when I changed, not only with Shinmura Jing and the others.

And I have such a weird hobby.

Just like what I said to Fang Zuojun in the office, I like to hide in the deepest part of the park and conceal myself in the woods.

Then watch the people coming and going.

And every time a passerby glances into the depths inadvertently, it seems as if they are looking at themselves.

This situation.

Every glance made him tremble more.

at last.

This behavior attracted punishment.

The Most High Atene has come to punish himself.

This hobby actually made him a murder suspect.

A PhD from a prestigious university and the president of Tokyo Women's University.

A well-known and successful woman is now a suspect.

In the blink of an eye, the century-long honor of himself and his family will disappear.

Then, in order to clear suspicion.

Yesterday, I was in Fang Zuojun's ear and smelled his masculine scent.

Her chin felt the muscles of his shoulders.

Finally, he said those shameful words, revealing the biggest secret of his life.

Thinking of this, Fei Guangli's little face turned red again.

The emotions in her body, which had just calmed down, surged again, tempting her.

I actually dreamed about Fang Zuojun.

Fang Zuo's strong muscles were faintly visible through his wet white shirt.

It seems to be right in front of us.

Strong muscles tensed as he twisted the pipe.

The explosive power contained within.

Can easily crush and smash yourself.

Kimitsu's body was looking forward to all this.

She couldn't help but let out a guttural sound, a tone that made her shy and was so obvious in the silent room.

It was magnified several times.

She quickly bit the thin air-conditioning blanket and put a clean sheet under her.

Slowly stretched his hand down.

But at this moment, Fei Guangli suddenly found a tall figure appearing in the room.

She was so frightened that her full emotions immediately shrank back and she covered herself with the blanket in her hands.

Sit up.

"Who is it?" she asked loudly in shock.

late at night.

A tall figure appeared in a room occupied by a single woman.

This situation almost scared Kimitsuli to death.

The first thing I wanted to do was reach for my phone to call the police.

"It's me, Principal Kimitsu."

The next second, the man's familiar voice calmed her down.

My tense heart was relieved a lot.

The tall figure took two steps forward, and in the moonlight, Fei Guangli saw the man's face clearly.

It's really him.

"It's you, Fang Zuojun, why are you here?" Fei Guangli wanted to stand up to greet him.

But the way she was dressed and the time of day made her shyly pull at the blanket. "Excuse me, is there something you want to talk to me about so late at night?"

My heart suddenly tightened.

"Isn't it about the case again?" Fei Guangli asked nervously.

"You guessed right, Principal Fei Guangli." Fang Zuo smiled faintly in the moonlight: "You are in big trouble."

Fei Guangli's heart was pounding. "Excuse me, what happened to Fang Zuojun again?"