The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

"What misunderstanding? What did I do wrong?" Rina Ryoko caressed her chest.

"It's Principal Okuhata." Yuzuru said naively.

Rina Ryoko frowned delicately: "What's wrong with Principal Okuhata?"

"No, Principal Okuhata is a very nice person, and I respect him very much." Yuzuru said softly, "Before coming, he also specifically told me that I must take safety measures, otherwise I will contract the disease from Ryoko."

Rina Ryoko's smile disappeared and she narrowed her narrow and charming eyes.

In the forest, the scarlet eyes of this ancient red giant python stood up.

"Liangzi, I care about you very much." Yu Xian innocently hooked her fingers, with a pure and childish voice, "So I want to know if this is true?"

Rina Ryoko picked up the goblet on the table and sipped the wine. When she was really angry, she was very calm. She was so calm that she was worthy of a snake waiting for an opportunity to kill with one strike.

She opened the text message on her mobile phone, and there was a message from Okuhata Ryuuo in the mailbox some time ago. Sawano Kazuki was about to retire. Okuhata Ryuuo had been waiting to become the orthodox principal, and all the application materials were sent.

Rina Ryoko selected all the letters, and before pressing the delete button, she suddenly raised her head with blazing eyes: "Did Okuhata really tell you this?"

"I won't lie to you, Liangzi." Yu Xianzhisheng stroked her hair. "If you don't believe it, call Okuhata and ask. Or does Ryoko not care about our relationship and it doesn't matter if there is a gap?"

At this moment, Yu Xian is childish, and feels like the little fox Daji next to King Zhou of Shang Dynasty. He is looking at flowers in his dreams, true and false, following good instructions, coercing and tempting, all in the hope of burning Okuhata to death with a beacon fire. Dog day.

"There's no need to call. I think Principal Okuhata must be joking with you." Rina Ryoko pressed the delete button, and dozens of text messages disappeared instantly under the chip command. "But this joke made me very unhappy, so I’ll give him a nice look when we get back.”

She was just doubtful about Yuzuru's childish words. Okuhata might not have the courage to slander her behind her back, but that didn't matter at all. What mattered was that she had to win the boy's trust. The orthodox principal of Dongda Art Elementary School would not affect her life, but if Yu Xian was unhappy, she knew she would have nothing to do. She just gave it away as a favor. Anyway, as long as Mr. Yu Xian is happy, it will be fine no matter what.

"Do we have to wait until we return to Tokyo? Principal Okuhata made such a joke...it makes me feel very sad." Yuzuru said softly, "Ryoko is not that kind of unclean woman. I like Liangzi, I want to stay with you forever."

Yu Xian is naive and convinced that there is absolutely nothing wrong with her expression. Even the top cowboys downstairs in Ginza will shout out that Yu Xian is good at seeing her. She is three-quarters tender and tender, and seven-cents cold and cool. She is a golden Rina. Liangzi has never experienced hardship, so this is the best thing.

Rina Ryoko was stunned, her heartbeat was pounding. She hadn't felt this way for a long time. This feeling of being cared for and loved. She had never felt like this in her thirty years of life. This was a feeling that money couldn't buy. , the family education she received since she was a child is to use money to divide people into three, six or nine grades, and then use different prices to conquer and trample them.

But now, she was intoxicated and jumped into this dream.

"I, I also want to stay with my child for the rest of my life." Rina Ryoko tremblingly edited a text message and sent it.

This text message was delivered to the mailbox of the Narita District Mafia Association in the blink of an eye. The men threw away the cigarettes in their hands, got on their motorcycles and ran towards Okuhata's address.

The world is just a power and sex transaction in the name of love. Both parties place chips on the scale and then take away what each other wants.

Do you believe what a child says, who has lived like a dog for more than thirty years? But since he asked that he needed it, she would do her best to satisfy him. This was the bargaining chip she put on the scale, and then she wanted to take away the price of Yu Xian's naivety.

Rina Ryoko took Yuzuru's child into her arms, and Yuzuru's child bounced twice and calmed down.

The mission was completed, and I didn't get wasted.

Yuzuru smiled naively, and he turned his head, thinking about ways to escape from Rina Ryoko.

Just when he had just picked up the wine glass to toast, he suddenly heard the roar of the engine behind him. Even with double sound insulation and noise reduction, the roar of the Nissan 240SX sports car that was about to hit behind him also penetrated and shook him strongly. Listening.

This is Yukiko Miyamoto's white Nissan 240SX. The 2.4-liter inline four-cylinder engine is running violently, spitting out thick smoke. The engine of the Mercedes-Benz nanny car is so fragile in front of it that it is not even a squealing piglet.

"Xuezi?" Yu Xian was stunned.

The white Nissan 240SX cut through the curve with a sliding motion, and the sharp braking sound was like a blade. The flat and compact body drew a long drift line on the main road, and the tires scratched out black drift marks like flames. Light haze.

The stupid driver was dumbfounded. Could it be that he accidentally broke into a movie set?

--bump!

The Nissan 240SX made a U-turn with high torque and collided directly with the side of the Mercedes-Benz nanny car. The bodies of the two cars shook violently at the same time, and the glass windows rattled. They barely stopped until they hit the guardrail on the overpass.

The first wave of inertial impact arrived, and Yuzuru fell directly from Rina Ryoko's arms onto the chair next to her. The red wine in the glass flew all over the car, and the high-end red wine that fell to the ground gurgled.

"Bastard! Do you know how to drive?" Rina Ryoko was so angry that she slapped the driver's window hard and shouted angrily, "Damn it, you idiot driver, when you get home, kneel on the roof of the car and let me reflect on you all night!"

"Ms. Li-Lina, this is for...us."

The wooden driver lowered his head and looked at the woman in the black dress sitting in the cab. His eyelids jumped with fear, his tongue rolled, and he could not speak.

This woman must be crazy, she would really die if she didn't stop just now. Hey, this woman's eyes look so scary!

The car body was completely stuck, unable to move, and not only the driver was scared, but the cars passing by were frightened and turned their steering wheels to drive away.

The driver swallowed and quickly jumped out of the car.

In just a few seconds, he made a dedicated choice. He tremblingly raised a wrench and blocked the front of the nanny's car.

Life or death, that is the question.

The moment he saw the woman's eyes, the driver suddenly remembered the sword and martial arts challenge that shocked the entire Tokyo five years ago. Mr. Masao Miyamoto defeated the entire Tokyo with one person. Even though the Miyamoto family is now extremely lonely, Miyamoto Masao's name has not disappeared from the hearts of this generation of Tokyoites. The shadow is like a cumulonimbus cloud in the sky, which can envelope the hearts at any time.

The driver's whole body was shaking. If he wasn't afraid of being fired, he would have thrown the wrench and run away.

Miyamoto Yukiko opened the car door. Her car had just hit the pillar of the overpass. The injury was not serious, but her forehead was scratched. The light blood flowed down her plain white face, and she bloomed with just a touch of it. Beautiful blood flowers.

She walked down with a bamboo sword in hand, her figure was unbelievably graceful, her eyes were filled with bursting anger, and her eyes flashed with the sharp and decisive light of the sword.

The onlookers were stunned.

Five years ago, Masao Miyamoto’s invincible figure on the TV seemed to overlap with the scene in front of him.

"Yukiko is here."

Yuzuru looked away and patted Rina Ryoko's shoulder gently with her little hand: "You're finished."

"No, it's not just you." Yu Xian leaned weakly on the seat, held his forehead and sighed, "And me, she knows I got into your car, I will be finished too."