Chapter 229: Intimacy
Fujiwara Kei sat in the co-pilot of Arima Katsuna, and Arima Katsuna's stance skills were good, and he drove directly to a nearby Thai restaurant.
Kei Fujiwara doesn't have a very good appetite, and he just keeps stretching his feet against a plate of shrimp paste water spinach in front of him.
Arima Katsuna took a sip of the soup and said, "Recently, that kid from Arima Sai has come to visit the class every two days, and it annoys me......
Fujiwara Kei smiled, "I'm not here to visit you."
"Who's to say it isn't?" Arima Katsura looked up at this time, "By the way, did you say that little girl in Inoue knew that kid from Masai was plotting against her?"
"I must know, that kid is so smart."
"But it doesn't look like I know it at all, and it's very natural to talk to Masai."
"That's why she's smart." Kei Fujiwara disagreed.
"Hmm...... Reasonable. Also, most people are very sensitive in this regard, if someone has a crush on him, they will definitely be able to detect it, and if it looks like they don't know anything, it must be pretending, don't you say?"
"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"
"Alas, in fact, that kid in Masai is quite pitiful, he should also know that the other party knows his mind, but he pretends not to know. Maybe thinking about it in the middle of the night, I will secretly be sad......" Arima Katsura said in a low voice.
The two of them were strangely silent for a while, Fujiwara Kei raised his head, but he happened to meet Arima Katsuka's eyes, and at this moment, Arima Katsuna's eyes suddenly tilted to the side, as if he saw something.
Fujiwara Kei subconsciously also looked behind him, and sure enough, he saw two familiar figures, one Miyata Takara and the other Yoko Matsuo.
"Hehe, the two of them seem to be very close." Arima Katsura touched her chin and said.
"Thinking too much, just making an appointment." It's normal for the actors in the same group to eat together.
"It's not that simple...... You look back."
Fujiwara Kei looked back, and the voice of Katsura Arima continued to ring in his ears: "Tell you, whether women like a man or not, there are traces to follow, you see, Miss Matsuo has been picking her hair, right?"
As soon as the words fell, Yoko Matsuo in the distance tilted her head lightly, and gently brushed her hair behind her shoulders with her two hands.
"What's wrong with picking up your hair?"
"Hehe, she's not talking about hair, look at the dress she wore today, a low-necked sweater, just exposing her entire neck and collarbone...... You must have observed, Miss Matsuo's neck is beautiful, slender and fair, like a swan. She's showing off her charm. It's an animal instinct to show the beauty of your body in front of someone you like."
Fujiwara Valley suddenly thought of something, and turned her head to look at Arima Katsuka, she was also wearing a low-necked dress today, her neck was also beautiful and slender, and the collarbones on both sides left a deep and long groove, which looked beautiful, and she also wore a clavicle chain, which was even more dazzling.
Arima Guixiang subconsciously covered her chest, "Look at it, I'm a coincidence."
"A piece of clothing alone isn't enough to say anything, is it?"
"Hmph, more than one piece of clothing, of course. Look again." ….
Kei Fujiwara turned his head again, and Katsura Arima continued, "Look again, where the cups of the two people are placed."
"What's the problem?"
"It's close, stupid." "The cup of water is the place where it comes into contact with the lips, and once you drink it once, it becomes a very private item before the meal is finished. If you're having dinner with an ordinary friend of the opposite sex, a person with a cautious personality like Miss Matsuo will subconsciously put the glass of water very close to him, and he will only put the glass when he is with someone very close......
Before they finished speaking, the two subconsciously looked down again.
I saw that the cups of Kei Fujiwara and Katsura Arima were almost attached together. Katsura Arima wore lipstick today, and the lipstick marks on the cup were almost touching the rim of Kei Fujiwara's cup.
Arima Guixiang hurriedly took the cup away: "Ahem, I'm also guessing, not necessarily accurate.
Aren't the two of them acting in your group? Under your nose, you didn't find any clues?"
"No ......" Kei Fujiwara really didn't see any signs at all. Originally, I didn't think it was anything, but after Arima Katsura said it, I also felt that the relationship between Miyata Takara and Matsuo Yoko became ambiguous.
recalled the interaction between the two during filming, and suddenly felt that there was indeed something wrong with Ma Guixiang.
In fact, as the core of the crew, it is still important to gain insight into the emotional relationship between the actors in time, so as to avoid some tricky troubles, such as the crew and the couple, and the extramarital affair being discovered by tabloid reporters.
However, Takara Miyata and Yoko Matsuo are both single now, and even if the two really have anything to do with each other, it's nothing.
Originally, Fujiwara Kei wanted to go and say hello, but in this way, it was not easy to say hello, and after eating, he pretended not to see the two of them and left with Arima Katsuka.
However, after entering the parking lot and getting into Arima Katsuna's car, I saw Yoko Matsuo and Takara Miyata walking over slowly.
Arima Katsura put her hand on the steering wheel and smiled at Fujiwara Kei, "Wait a minute, let's go, they will definitely see the car when we start the car now."
Fujiwara nodded, but he didn't want the two of them to walk in the direction of their car.
"Hey, this is coming, what should I do?"
"What's the matter...... I'm afraid they won't make it......" Keito Fujiwara muttered, but for some reason, he also felt a little cramped.
At this time, Yoko Matsuo and Takara Miyata suddenly stopped and stood fifteen meters away from Kei Fujiwara.
"I saw it, I saw it." Katsura Arima patted Kei Fujiwara on the shoulder desperately, "How can this woman arrange a tie for a man in an ordinary relationship, these two must be ......"
Before she finished speaking, Arima Katsura pursed her lips and closed her voice, because she remembered that she had also sorted out the tie for Kei Fujiwara not long ago.
But at that time, it was deliberately to show Inoue Mori again......
At this time, Yoko Matsuo suddenly wanted to look around again, and was about to look back in the direction of Arima Katsuna's car, but Arima Katsura reacted in time, whispered "not good", and then pulled Fujiwara Kei's hair and hid in a low voice. ….
"Hey, why are you pulling my hair......
"Shut up! They're going to kiss!"
Arima Guixiang said with some excitement in her tone.
Arima Katsura and Fujiwara Kei quietly showed a pair of eyes, looking out of the window through the glass window of the car.
Sure enough, Yoko Matsuo saw that there was no one around, grabbed Miyata Takara's tie with one hand, gently tiptoed, and kissed Miyata Takara on the mouth.
Takara Miyata also responded, wrapping one hand around Yoko Matsuo's waist and gently closing his eyes.
The two kissed for more than a minute, while Kei Fujiwara and Katsura Arima sat behind the wheel of the car and watched for more than a minute.
"Look, I'm not mistaken, they really have a leg, you believe it now, right?"
Kei Fujiwara opened his mouth wide in surprise: "Miyata's boy...... It's only been more than a month to play with Yoko Matsuo, when did you hook up together."
"Hmph, if someone has a concubine, he will actively respond to the kindness of others, isn't it a matter of course to be together?" Arima Katsuna's tone seemed to carry a little emotion.
Yoko Matsuo and Takara Miyata kissed more and more, although they couldn't see it clearly, but they felt that Yoko Matsuo's hands were about to probe into Miyata Takara's shirt.
"Oh my God, don't ...... these two here," Kei Fujiwara was as big as a fight.
Arima Guixiang didn't speak, swallowed her saliva, and continued to watch with her eyes wide open.
Fortunately, the two kissed for more than two minutes, and without further action, they got in the car and left.
Arima Katsura and Fujiwara Kei only dared to come out at this time, both of them gasping slightly, sweating on their foreheads and flushed cheeks. I don't know, I thought the two of them were doing something in the car
What?
Sima Guitai