I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Honey trap.

This was not the first time Jiang Chen had encountered this.

As the saying goes, once born, twice cooked.

He had experience, so he was not panicked or nervous. Therefore, when Mrs. Kurosawa, who had married from afar, bent down and reached out to pull him, he did not struggle, but cooperated and stepped onto the stage.

That's right.

The distance between the catwalk and the audience is so close that you can reach them with your hand. Unfortunately, Boss Jiang did not take the initiative to utilize this geographical advantage.

The same goes for passive though.

Mrs. Kurosawa bent over, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white breasts from her leather jacket, with the cleavage becoming even deeper. When she successfully pulled Boss Jiang onto the stage and stood up again, Jiang Chen discovered that the other party was actually a little taller than him.

of course.

One of the reasons is the sexy pair of high heels.

Mrs. Kurosawa did not speak. Although she was dressed in a very charming manner, her temperament was as gentle as water. She took Jiang Chen's arm and walked towards the stage.

I don't mind.

The gentleman doesn't mind.

How could Boss Jiang mind?

Later he discovered that this box was not an independent space. The left entrance of the T-stage was adjacent to a room. The room was not magnificent but very simple. There was only a bathtub and a snow-white bed that occupied most of the room.

Mrs. Kurosawa took Jiang Chen to the bedside and gently pushed him to sit on the bed.

"I'll put the water in."

really.

It was the same baby voice that once made countless otakus' hearts flutter.

Mrs. Kurosawa, who said the first sentence, was about to walk towards the bathtub.

"Sit down for a while."

Jiang Chen spoke.

Mrs. Kurosawa, who is probably still remembered by countless men in China, paused. She definitely had no right to disobey, so she sat down obediently beside him.

The sexy stiletto heels are open-toed and backless, and you can clearly see the soles of the feet wrapped in black stockings. Following the black stockings upwards, there are slender and well-proportioned legs, and then two thin silk stocking straps, the end of the straps are hidden in the bikini-like leather jacket.

The bust is particularly full because of the design of the clothes, the white and tender swan neck does not show any signs of aging, the delicate and charming face also has no signs of sagging, the black and thick long hair is loose, and the earlobes are hung with crystal earrings...

To test the cadres, he must be qualified enough.

But Boss Jiang is not a cadre, he is a glorious Young Pioneer.

"Mrs. Kurosawa's performance as Xiao Qiao left a deep impression on me."

The other party was caught off guard, probably because he did not expect that the VIP specially entertained by the prince would mention his previous film and television works, and he was distracted for a moment.

I don’t know what flashed through her mind in those few short seconds.

I miss my younger self.

Or do you miss the scenery of the past?

After marrying into Japan, she followed the Japanese custom of marrying a chicken, following the chicken; marrying a dog, following the dog, so she not only changed her surname, but also left the stage long ago and disappeared from the public eye.

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Jiang. That work was many years ago. If Mr. Jiang hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten it."

"So Mrs. Kurosawa is now a full-time housewife?"

Okay.

Such a precious beautiful scenery and good time, but we actually started chatting about family matters.

However, as former compatriots, it seems nothing wrong to meet in a foreign country and chat about family matters.

"Well, my husband doesn't like me to be in the spotlight."

The smile was forced.

That face, which is clearly in her forties or fifties, still makes me feel pity for it.

If you like this kind of mature women, it makes sense.

  What does it mean to just “not like to be in the spotlight”?

That just counted...

It seems to make sense. The performance just now was in a closed space, and there were only two audience members, one was a distinguished foreign guest, and the other was a prince. This should not contradict the term "showing off one's reputation".

"It seems that Mr. Kurosawa is very caring towards Mrs. Kurosawa."

Boss Jiang is a very polite person and did not even call the other person by his last name.

"Mr. Jiang should have met my husband."

"Yeah, he's at the door."

After saying that, Jiang Chen suddenly stood up.

Mrs. Kurosawa, who looked and looked at least 20 years younger than her actual age, was stunned. Then, without a second thought, she hurriedly grabbed Jiang Chen's hand.

"Where are you going?"

The unique baby voice is indeed an added advantage.

"I'll go call Mr. Kurosawa in."

"Is Mr. Jiang dissatisfied with me?"

Mrs. Kurosawa looked nervous, even panicked. Although she looked weak and spoke softly, she was tall and strong. Perhaps it was a subconscious action, as she pulled Jiang Chen back to sit on the bed.

This time, she was more proactive and directly placed Jiang Chen's hand on her thigh.

Jiang Chen could deeply feel the roughness of the stockings, the smoothness of the skin, the elasticity of the thighs, and the cold body temperature.

"Mr. Jiang, you can ask for anything you want."

Each layer of the world is indeed separated.

In the lower world, it is often the warriors who charge for love.

Mrs. Kurosawa's eyes became more watery, sad and mournful, making it hard to refuse.

Seeing that Jiang Chen still didn't say a word, Mrs. Kurosawa said in a trembling voice: "I really can do anything, Mr. Jiang, please give me a chance."

The Japanese do have their own way of training women.

Even if you are not a native of Japan, as long as you come to live in Japan, you will be affected.

Mrs. Kurosawa is an example.

Words and actions can best satisfy a man's sense of accomplishment and conquest.

Boss Jiang can no longer be considered a gentleman, but he has not given up on himself to such an extent. His husband is right at the door.

He pulled his hand back.

Mrs. Kurosawa's face, which was filled with pure desire, turned pale in an instant, as if she had suffered a huge blow. Then she left the bed and knelt down at Jiang Chen's feet.

"If Mr. Jiang can leave, my husband will... Mr. Jiang, please stay for the sake of our compatriots!"

She prostrated herself on the ground, lowered her head, and put her forehead on the ground.

Although who to marry is everyone's own choice, Jiang Chen still felt a little sad when he saw this scene.

No wonder the other party was distracted when he mentioned Xiao Qiao's work just now. He must be missing the past.

But that's life.

There is no turning back.

Everyone has to pay for their own choices.

"Then I will accompany my lady for a while."

Jiang Chen helped the other person up.

I made some guesses when I saw the bruises on the other person's thigh just now.

Some men may be submissive to outsiders, but they are very manly to their families and will hit them hard if they are unhappy.

Mrs. Kurosawa sat down on the bed again with tears in her eyes, and dewdrops hung on her eyelashes. She didn't know what she had experienced after marrying to Japan. Jiang Chen's innocence surprised her and made her feel helpless. Then, the emotions that had been pent up in her heart surged out of control, or maybe it was because Boss Jiang was once a compatriot...

Due to various factors, Mrs. Kurosawa, who no longer even had a surname and was once the goddess of countless otakus, could not control her emotions for a moment. She began to cry with her face covered, and then unconsciously leaned slowly on Jiang Chen's shoulder.

Boss Jiang finally felt a little embarrassed.

To push or not to push, that is the question. (End of this chapter)