When she first met Masaharu Kazama, Miria was very happy and wanted to hug each other warmly, as is customary for mercenaries.

But Masaharu Kazama didn't give her this chance, and always kept smiling and hiding away.

"What's going on?" Miria shrugged her shoulders and asked a little depressedly, "Do I have fleas on my body, always hiding so far away?"

Miria almost thought that Masaharu Kazama might have mistaken herself for Lala, but Pang Jindong quickly sensed Masaharu Kazama's mentality.

Miria's figure is tall and straight, convex and backward, and Masaharu Kazama is too petite in comparison, although this is a natural difference in physiology between Eastern and Western women, but it is too obvious in Miria and Masaharu Kazama.

Therefore, it is completely conceivable that standing with Miria will make Masaharu Kazama feel a little inferior.

Pang Jindong smiled and told Sù Miria: "It's all because you're too tall!"

"I'm tall, so wouldn't Xiaoqing feel more uncomfortable if Sonia was here?" Miria suddenly jumped up to Masaharu Kazama, patted her on the shoulder with a grin, and said, "Jerry reminded me that you don't seem to have grown tall since you were a teenager!"

Sonia is about 1.80 meters tall and has the height of a model, but she is not as thin as an ordinary model, and her body is full and plump.

Although this altitude is easy to make many men feel inferior, and she always gives people a very strong feeling, she is not sexy.

She joined the Blood Lion Legion relatively late, and until now, Masaharu Kazama had not had a chance to meet her.

Masaharu Kazama didn't have an intuitive impression of Sonia as a person, but she was very dissatisfied with Miria's words: "Have you seen me as a teenager?"

Miria really hadn't seen it, and immediately found a reason: "I can imagine it!"

Masaharu Kazama's eyes looked at the ceiling, and she teased in a weird way: "A woman should be petite and delicate, gentle and graceful, what do you do as a woman who is so tall, do you want to be more beautiful than a telephone pole?!"

"If I could make a telephone pole that all men would fall over, I'd love it!" said Miria, taking off her coat, which was a short-sleeved crop top T-shirt, exposing her round arms and firm flat abdomen.

The full, firm breasts hold the T-shirt high to form two round shapes, and the two looming ones indicate that she is not wearing a bra.

Due to her cultural background and growing up on the battlefield, Miria has always been very bold.

Seeing this, Masaharu Kazama pursed her lips disdainfully: "Dressed like this, you're not afraid of the cold!"

"If a woman's figure is good enough, she will naturally have the courage to dress sexy!" said Miria, leaning back comfortably on the sofa.

Masaharu Kazama was completely stimulated, and the cherry mouth was raised high, and without saying a word, she turned around and walked away, almost knocking Nagano Kazuka, who had been following her, into a stumbling stumbling effort.

Milia spread her hands and asked Pang Jindong, "Is she angry?"

Of course, Pang Jindong will not criticize Miria, but will only review his own responsibility: "I think it may be that I said the wrong thing......" After that, he chased after him with a wry smile.

Before opening the door to Miria, Masaharu Kazama was cooking with Kazuka Nagano, when he returned to the kitchen, chopping the vegetables with a knife, but his eyes were sprayed with anger and looked away.

With a rhythmic "bangbang" sound, the poor greens were cut under the knife, further crushed, and finally turned into piles of minced grains, like fodder for poultry rather than human food for consumption.

What's even worse is that Masaharu Kazama didn't use a kitchen knife, but a small knife that usually kills people.

Although Pang Jindong never said it, Masaharu Kazama also realized that the food he cooked was not very tasty, so he spent a lot of energy and time to improve his cooking skills.

Later, the addition of Nagano Kazuka provided an opportunity.

Because Nagano Kazuka's cooking skills are very good, and she is good at all kinds of dishes, she gave Masaharu Kazama a lot of guidance.

After a lot of hard work, Masaharu Kazama's meals have become more and more delicious, not only for Sichuan and Cantonese, but also for French food, and even several cocktails.

No matter what Pang Jindong wants to eat or drink, even if she can't for the time being, she will immediately go to study.

The current family includes Pang Jindong, Tang Yun, Tang Chuanjiang and Liao Chenghao, plus Lin Peiwen, who often comes to eat, and the diet of these people is taken care of by Masaharu Kazama and Kazuka Nagano.

Nagano Fenghua is very smart, and left this opportunity to Kazama Masaharu, and he was willing to do it, Pang Jindong listened and watched, and suddenly found that Kazama Masaharu had paid a lot on his body, so he sneered: "What are you going to eat tonight?"

This question is obviously not smart, and when Masaharu Kazama heard it, he became even more angry: "Do you really think of me as a servant?"

Faced with this accusation, Pang Jindong was dumbfounded, and after a long time, he stammered and replied: "No...... No......"

"If I'm not happy, don't even think about letting me work for any amount of money!" said Masaharu Kazama as she gestured at Pang Jindong with a knife. "Whoever I want to take care of, I am willing!"

"I know......" Pang Jindong smiled bitterly and said to Sù Kazama Masaharu: "I'm glad that I can have this honor!"

"But I'm not happy now!" said Masaharu Kazama, slashing the knife on the cutting board with a thud.

Pang Jindong looked at the cold light from the little knife, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "I know you're angry......"

"Do you know why I'm angry?"

"I know you're angry because Miria shows off her figure, although your boobs aren't as firm as hers, and your ass isn't as full as hers......" I don't know why, Pang Jindong's mind has always been full of Milia's sexy figure, and he said this sentence almost without thinking at this time.

Pang Jindong immediately realized that he had made a mistake, but the words he said were like water spilled out, and he could never be recovered.

Looking at Masaharu Kazama's increasingly cold face, Pang Jindong searched his stomach to make a perfect interpretation of this passage, but he actually jumped out of his mouth with such a sentence: "But...... But you're shorter than her!"

"What did you say?" Masaharu Kazama pulled the knife off the cutting board, and looked at Pang Jindong with wide eyes, looking like he might slash at Pang Jindong at any time.

"I ...... I mean, your prongs are more developed than Milia!"

Masaharu Kazama frowned slightly, and her eyes weren't as big as they were just now: "Forked psoas?"

Pang Jindong took a deep breath and explained to Masaharu Kazama: "Yes, it's the fork psoas, your fork psoas muscle is more developed than Milia!

Pang Jindong hurriedly slipped away, leaving Masaharu Kazama there to think about what the psoas muscle is.

Masaharu Kazama was a very serious and studious person, and later bought many medical books to study the psoas muscles.

Chinese football under the leadership of the forked psoas muscle has become a shame for the Chinese people, and it is conceivable that people who are dedicated to studying the forked psoas muscle may become idiots.

Therefore, after Pang Jindong found out about this, he immediately explained to Masaharu Kazama: "I'm talking about 'forked chicken', it's the card of forked chicken when playing mahjong, I mean that you play mahjong well!"

Lin Peiwen has been exposed to various gambling equipment since she was a child, and she is very researched in gambling.

When she was bored, she gave all these things to Masaharu Kazama and asked Masaharu Kazama to play with her.

Over time, Masaharu Kazama has become somewhat addicted to gambling, and she has learned gambling skills very well, especially keen to play mahjong.

Therefore, although there were still doubts about the wording of this sentence at that time, Masaharu Kazama still accepted Pang Jindong's explanation.

In fact, Pang Jindong has always been very suspicious that the founder of the psoas muscle theory, that is, an official of the Football Association, did not think about the feet of his players who stinked for 800 miles against the wind, but that he should fork a chicken when he played mahjong with the players before.

These are all afterwords, at this moment, Masaharu Kazama's anger towards Pang Jindong has disappeared, and she is still full of anger towards Miria.

Miria herself realized that she was in trouble, in fact, she just wanted to make a joke, but she didn't expect to cause such a big reaction on Masaharu Kazama's body: "How can it be ...... like this"

Meg, who had been observing but did not speak, came to Miria's side and said in a low voice, "You should not accuse this girl of her shortcomings in front of the man she loves. ”

"Beloved ...... Man ......" Miria's eyes widened, and she recalled Masaharu Kazama's eyes when she looked at Pang Jindong, and suddenly realized: "So that's what happened!"

Just when Pang Jindong and Miria were thinking about how to make Kazama Masaharu no longer angry, Shen Jiayao came.

One thing unfortunately is that Shen Jiayao seems to have come to Xingshi to ask for guilt, and as soon as he saw Pang Jindong, he asked, "How long have you been back?"

Looking at Shen Jiayao's dissatisfied appearance, Pang Jindong immediately remembered that he had snubbed his godfather, so he replied hesitantly: "No...... It didn't take long to ......"

"Not long?" Shen Jiayao glanced at Pang Jindong, and her tone became even more dissatisfied: "In this short period of time, you seem to have done a lot of things. First, a Chinese association was created, and then this association was used to raise donations, and the whole society was aroused. If we didn't know enough about you, we almost thought you were going to do a pyramid scheme!"

Pang Jindong smiled: "You can rest assured, if I engage in pyramid schemes...... It must be spread all over the world!"

"You're quite good at fooling!" Speaking of this, Shen Jiayao's tone softened, with a hint of concern in his expression: "If you have time, go and see Dad, he is very worried about you!"