Betrayed by the "little traitor" of the trouble, Masami Nagasawa's mood is quite balanced, although the trouble is cute, but she is always a "cat pie", Kyoko Fukada is a pure "dog pie", if it weren't for the encounter with the water Hayato back then, and at the same time I met the cute dog of the trouble, she herself wants to raise a dog.

Now that I think about it, they've known each other for four years.

Kyoko Fukada recalls that when she first met, she racked her brains to buy all kinds of snacks and toys, and when Mizumi Hayato came, she also thought about asking him to bring Trouble and take her for a walk, and even she took Trouble to participate in the competition!

Like facing a scumbag who has just abandoned himself and is still courteous to his new love in front of him, Kyoko Fukada rose and fell on her chest, and looked at her angrily... Mizumi Hayato.

Mizumi Hayato scratched her head, the eldest lady squatted down to make trouble, and he didn't press her shoulder anymore? Did she mean not to stop?

...

A woman like the eldest lady is a top-level threat to any woman, and it belongs to the kind that after encountering it, the radar in the brain will sound at the highest speed.

This is not exempt even if Kyoko Fukada and Masami Nagasawa are not exempt, just look at the dresses they wear at night.

"Kyoko, do you really want to exaggerate that?" Masami Nagasawa tugged at the hem of her skirt, unable to cover her fair and smooth thigh skin.

"Of course!" Kyoko Fukada crossed her hands on her hips, and the bandeau design trembled with her movements: "Don't underestimate that eldest lady!" ”

"You mean she'll wear it like that, too?" Masami Nagasawa looked down at herself.

The two women changed into small dresses between casual and formal, Kyoko Fukada's black bandeau skirt and Masami Nagasawa's red slip skirt, both women did not wear stockings, their slender legs were displayed unscrupulously, and they stepped on high heels that matched the dress.

"How? It should still fit, right? Kyoko Fukada didn't answer, reached out to help Masami Nagasawa straighten the position of the suspender, and touched the position of the collarbone to rub the oil.

Masami Nagasawa slapped her hand angrily: "I think you just learned badly from him." ”

"It fits perfectly, thank you." Masami Nagasawa said, looking at Kyoko Fukada's neck, where a silver necklace was worn.

"This necklace looks like you've worn it many times, it's pretty good." Masami Nagasawa guessed something and said intentionally or unintentionally.

Kyoko Fukada lowered her head and held up the necklace, laughing, but she didn't mean to hide it: "He sent it, there must be sesame sauce too, right?" ”

She knows that Masami Nagasawa and Mizusato have known each other for a long time, not to mention that Mizusato usually gives little surprises, even if it is a birthday, he can't forget it.

"If you want to talk about jewelry, there are..." Masami Nagasawa looked down at her jade feet, her expression a little strange.

"What he's sending you is... Anklet? Looking at Masami Nagasawa's line of sight, Kyoko Fukada, who knew Mizuhayato very well, immediately guessed what she meant.

Thinking of some of that guy's habits, Kyoko Fukada touched her chin and thought for a while, then slapped her palm: "That's right! Then I'll have to adjust my strategy! ”

In the confusion of Masami Nagasawa, Kyoko Fukada ran into the room excitedly, and when she came out, her originally white legs had been wrapped in a layer of seductive black stockings.

The faint skin under the thin black silk, plus the slender and plump legs, Masami Nagasawa wants to pinch it when she sees it, let alone that guy.

Masami Nagasawa looked down at her legs.

Kyoko Fukada waved her hand and said, "Don't worry, Sesame sauce, you also have matching stockings in this set, but it's not suitable for wearing out, I'll give it to you when I come back at night." ”

"Who said I'm going to change!" Masami Nagasawa couldn't help but retort.

"Okay, okay, I'm not an ordinary stocking style!" Kyoko Fukada said in a childish tone.

"What style?" Masami Nagasawa swore that she really didn't want to change, but she couldn't help but be a little curious.

"Look." Kyoko Fukada suddenly changed into the charming expression she had been practicing for a long time, opened her mouth slightly, her eyes were like silk, and her slender jade fingers were raised and placed on the hem of her skirt.

Kyoko Fukada's black silk legs bent slightly, and with the movement of her fingers, the skirt slowly rose, and then what appeared in front of Masami Nagasawa was a circle of lace design, and then up was Kyoko Fukada's fair and delicate thigh skin.

The black lace circles Kyoko Fukada's plump thighs, and the slight flesh marks are extremely sexy, which is the reason why the "absolute realm" is sought after by countless people, and the best thing is that this pair of seductive black silk hooked up suspenders, which makes people can't help but delve into its upward end and source.

Masami Nagasawa swallowed her saliva subconsciously, her small mouth opened slightly, and she looked very surprised.

Kyoko Fukada was very satisfied when she saw this, let go of her hand, winked at her, and said mysteriously: "Your pair at night is red!" ”

"Who, who said I was going to change!!" Masami Nagasawa said stiffly.

...

Two beautiful women wearing two small dresses, one black and one red, came to the hotel lobby hand in hand, and immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

Under the watchful eye of the crowd, they came to the waiting Mizuhayato.

"Wow, that's beautiful." Mizumi Hayato never spared his praise for the beauty, looking up and down, looking at the two girls who had been carefully prepared, in amazement.

"Why are you dressed so formally? It's not like the crew has a dinner. Mizumi Hayato smiled and asked knowingly.

"Don't you have to dress formally for crew gatherings?" "And the eldest lady didn't book a high-end restaurant?" Before coming, the two of them had already made such a serious excuse.

The water falcon almost rolled his eyes, what kind of reason is this, if it is really because of these, why are the eyes of the eldest lady so dangerous?

Although a woman's heart is a needle, and Mizukato is often sluggish, his long-term training has made him extremely sensitive to the radar cultivation that may cause the Shura Field, at least he thinks so.

However, the snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit, and the water Hayato glanced at Kyoko Fukada's black silk beautiful legs, and felt that he had earned it, so there was no need to find out about it.

"Okay, let's go, let's have a car." Mizumi Hayato said.

"Okay~" Kyoko Fukada responded sweetly and stepped forward to hold his arm.

"Sesame sauce?" Masami Nagasawa didn't react, and Mizumi Hayato and Kyoko Fukada looked back and waited for her for a while.

"Oh!" Masami Nagasawa woke up from a dream and went over and grabbed his other arm.

"What do you think?" Mizumi Hayato asked.

"Didn't think about anything." Masami Nagasawa shook her head, but muttered to herself in her heart.