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It should be said that it is very important for men and women to get along with each other, whether they are similar in age, and it is said that among these women I have come into contact with, only my peers can really bring me happiness, such as Song Nina, Fang Yadan, Zhu Xiaoping and Miyamoto Idai, and others, even including Lu Yuxin, I feel that when they face me, although they sometimes try their best to show their innocent and cute appearance, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be contrived.

At this moment, Iyo Miyamoto and I were laughing and playing on the sofa, forgetting all my troubles at all, and even treating the contradictions between the Murakami family and Miyamoto as child's play, so I didn't care about whether Iyo Miyamoto betrayed me in front of Miyamoto, and she accused me of being a traitor, which was undoubtedly a joke.

We rolled from the couch to the ground, and then entangled from the ground to the couch, and made a fuss for a long time, until her tired forehead was sweaty, and I let her go, and then the two of us lay on the couch and gasped.

Miyamoto Idai paused for a while and asked, "Hey, honestly, what good did my father give you, and you shook hands with him so quickly?" ”

I glanced at her, "I really want to know?" ”

"Of course."

"He said, as long as I listen to him, whether you are married or not, as long as I want, I can go as long as I want."

Miyamoto Iyo suddenly got up and sat on top of me, stretched out his hand and twisted my nose and said, "Hmph, nonsense, if you don't be honest and honest, see if I don't unscrew your nose!" ”

I put my arms around her little waist and asked, "Don't talk about me, I really want to ask you, between your parents, who do you support more?" ”

Miyamoto Idai didn't think about it, and blurted out: "Listen to my mother about things at home, and listen to my father about things outside." Although my father usually doesn't care much about my brother and me, that's because he has been struggling outside. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, you mean that between your grandfather and your mother and your father, you chose to support your father?"

"I mean, I want my father to win, and even if I break with my grandfather and mother for this, I support my father!"

Because of this, after leaving here last night, Miyamoto Idai did not go to school, but returned home and told Miyamoto that I had arrived in Kyoto, and even knew that the child in Yoko Yamada's belly was Miyamoto's.

At the same time, she told Miyamoto about Murakhiro's plan to let me get closer to the Far East Station through Mrs. Jones's connections.

Miyamoto wanted to come over to see me yesterday, so I called Michiko Miyamoto in the evening, and when I heard her say that she wouldn't come back in the evening, I knew that she must have spent the night with me in the villa in the middle of the mountain, so I didn't come.

Miyamoto flew to Sapporo this morning, and Michiko Miyamoto also took another flight to meet him, and after the two of them attended the drinking party, Miyamoto flew back alone to meet me, and then flew back to Sapporo.

Hearing Miyamoto Idai's clear statement of support for Miyamoto, I smiled and said, "From the moment you brought your father in, I knew your position, so when your father begged me, I agreed to other jobs, and I assure you that my support for your father is selfless, and it is definitely not like what your grandfather said, working for him is conditional, and even for the sake of holding him hostage in the future." Remember, I did all this for you. ”

Iyo Miyamoto kissed me and said, "Although I know that you work for my father, more or less because of the matter with my mother, and feel guilty about my father, I still have to thank you. Okay, let's go, shall we? ”

Miyamoto Iyo is also a straight person, she can not say this sentence at all, it is considered that she has received a love from me, but she wants to say it, although it makes me a little embarrassed, but I think she is still very cute.

After saying that, she grabbed my hands and dragged me up from the sofa, and I picked her up again and walked out of the villa.

After getting in the car, she drove the car with high spirits, but I leaned on the backrest and closed my eyes to recuperate, she actually reached out and shook me: "Hey, don't sleep, sit up straight and accompany me!" ”

"It's none of my business for you to drive."

"Sit down for me if it's okay!" Miyamoto Idai spoke: "Now that I have enough spirits, I have to toss people when I turn back!" ”

"Who's tossing whom?"

"You toss me!"

After saying that, she turned up the music to the loudest again, and I had to shake my head and sigh, and began to shake my head to the rhythm of hip-hop.

Miyamoto Iyo glanced at me with great pride, stepped on the accelerator to the end, and drove towards Kyushu at a blinking speed on the highway.

At first, I thought Kyushu was very close, and it would take me a month or two at most, but I didn't expect Miyamoto Idai to drive nearly two hundred yards to me, and it still took nearly five hours, and by the time we arrived in Kyushu, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.

Because Mrs. Jones stayed at the Kyushu Hotel, so we also stayed in the hotel, probably because the night driving was too tired, Miyamoto Iyo first went to the bathroom to take a shower, and when he came out, he looked at me affectionately and told me to hurry up.

When I came out of the shower, she was already asleep.

Her sleeping position is beautiful, a proper sleeping beauty, and it can easily detonate my desires. But I held back, because I didn't want to stay in Kyoto too long, and I had to spend more time with Mrs. Jones and do my best to help Miyamoto.

So I didn't bother her, but pulled out my phone and dialed Mrs. Jones.

Mrs. Jones, accustomed to nightlife, had just returned to the hotel, and when she received my call, she immediately told me the room number, and the room where she lived was two stories away from us, and I immediately went out and took the elevator to the door of her room.

I rang the doorbell and the door opened, and Mrs. Jones came out of the bathroom in a bubble, opened the door and went into the bathroom, and I closed the door and went straight into the bathroom.

Looking at Mrs. Jones sitting in the tub, I asked, "Baby, aren't you dying for another man?" ”

Mrs. Jones laughed and said, "Why, I'm jealous, why are the words so sour?" ”

"I told you that I was coming tonight, if you were with another man before that, wouldn't it be too inconsiderate of my feelings?"

I had nothing to do with Mrs. Jones but to play the emotional card, because she had nothing to ask me for, and I was desperate to learn more about their CIA attitude and information about the campaign.

Mrs. Jones beckoned to me: "Come on, Zhang, don't be stupid, I have to do a lot of work at night, I heard that you are coming, I have been looking forward to it, how can I be with another man before this?" Oh, to be precise, I didn't sleep with another man, and as for work, I was dealing with men. ”

Although I had just taken a shower downstairs, I took off my clothes and sat in her bathtub, hugging her foamy body, feeling smooth and unwanted.

The biggest difference between Western beauties and Eastern beauties is not limited to the difference in skin color, let's say Mrs. Jones, who is nearly thirty years old, and the elasticity and softness of her body, even compared with Miyamoto Idai, Song Nina and Fang Yadan, are only surpassed.

And when facing me, she rarely has the feeling of an Oriental woman who wants to indulge and talk, just like a hungry wolf discovering its prey, with a strange gaze in her eyes, and pounced directly on me.

We tossed in the bathtub for a long time, and then extended the battlefield to the bed, in addition to enjoying the pleasure to the fullest, the reason why we can be entangled for a long time is mainly because we all know how to enter the double cultivation.

From midnight, until the window turned white and dawn approached, we were content to relax and snuggle together, and it was only at this moment that Mrs. Jones, who was tall and tall, became a little girl like a bird, and pressed her face to my breast very quietly.

I asked very naturally, "Hey, baby, what's the thought of what I'm telling you?" ”

"What's the matter?"

"Bear me a baby!" I smiled and said: "It is said that mixed-race children are beautiful, the product of the two of us is the crystallization of the son, and if it is a son, it is absolutely handsome and chic, and the daughter must be alluring to the country and the city!" ”

Mrs. Jones smiled and said, "You are no one else, you dare to marry the head of the CIA's Far East Station as a wife?" I'm also from here, I don't need your sweet words and vows, just have fun, if you really want to marry me, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat and walk around when the time comes. ”

"Wouldn't it? Don't say you're just a webmaster, even if you're a tigress? ”

"Don't you know that CIA agents are as fierce as tigers?" Mrs. Jones glanced at me: "Didn't I sleep all night with the women of the Miyamoto family in my arms last night, and rushed over today to spy on them?" ”