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Chapter 50 51. Excellent hunters often disguise themselves as prey.

Ask questions.

What kind of help does this beautiful young widow need?

Fujiwara Pro also has no experience in this area.

So he could only shut up and quietly looked at the woman in front of him whose name he didn't even know.

Miki Kawashima bit her lower lip and didn't speak any more.

Her eyeballs rolled back and forth endlessly, and she looked at Fujiwara Rinya with an expression that seemed unspeakable.He pretended to be a little embarrassed and shy, giving people a feeling of being at a loss.

"Fujiwara-kun~~"

Kumiko walked over from the elevator with an amiable smile on her face.

Compared with just now, her friendliness has visibly increased to a higher level.Perhaps when she was asking her boss for instructions just now, she had already thrown out her troubles about how to deal with Rinya Fujiwara, and now she just needs to treat him as a handsome handsome guy with ease.

"How's the situation?" Fujiwara Rin also smiled back at her.

"Director Takeuchi said that I can see you in an hour," Kumiko touched the frame of her glasses lightly with her fingers, and smiled impeccably: "If Fujiwara-kun is bored, you can go up to the sixteenth floor and wait. Where is there a reception room? There are free iced drinks and refreshments.”

"Thank you." Fujiwara Rin also smiled and said, "You are very suitable for wearing glasses."

"Huh?" Kumiko looked up suspiciously.

"It's so cute." Fujiwara Rinya said.

"Uh... Thank you, thank you, please don't be so loud." Kumiko squinted at the service desk, "There are rules here, you can't say such things during working hours."

"Okay, I'm on the sixteenth floor, goodbye."

Fujiwara Rin also waved his hand and walked towards the elevator.

"Wait for me..." Meiji Kawashima stepped on pointed high-heeled shoes and followed him to the elevator.As soon as he walked through the door, the elevator door impatiently closed behind him, and he went up to the sixteenth floor.

In the elevator, Fujiwara Lin also leaned against the wall and looked at her: "I have something to do now, what are you doing?"

"Ahem..." Miki Kawashima tightened the two flaps of the white shirt with her fingertips, cleared her throat, "Isn't there still an hour left, I want to continue chatting with you in the lounge."

"What do you need my help for?" Fujiwara Rinya asked.

"I think so," Kawashima Meiji folded his arms, as if he was afraid of something, carefully looked around the elevator, and then said in a low voice, "I've always felt very scared these few nights, and I always felt that my room There is someone in there who seems to be the ghost of my husband."

Fujiwara Rin also showed an interested expression: "I am a professional in this area."

"I hope you can help me." Miki Kawashima clasped his hands together and bent slightly.

"Boom~"

What strange sound sounded.

Fujiwara Rin also lowered his head and looked at her chest.

A touch of black lace came into view.

Red lines on a black background, with complex embroidery on the edges, which should be some kind of flower pattern, and there are such symmetrical decorations on the left and right sides, and the whole has a very wonderful balance.

Moreover, the part of the middle gully is decorated with a small ribbon horizontally.

This ribbon greatly increases the overall aesthetic feeling, giving people a feeling that as long as the silk thread is untied, they can enter her heart.

"..."

Miki Kawashima realized something, and her expression instantly became stiff.

"Don't look!" She blushed and shouted, hurriedly hugged her bag to her chest, took a few steps back, retreated into the corner of the elevator, and looked at Fujiwara Rinya warily, "You, close your eyes."

Fujiwara Rin's expression didn't change.

He was still recalling the visual enjoyment just now.

To be honest, I can't see anything at all, the bra covers a large area and the material is relatively thick.It's just that the pure black color is set against her delicate and fair skin, and the visual experience is more obvious.

Kawashima Miki's stiff face was facing him.

staring.

stared quietly.

There is a questioning meaning in the eyes.

In this regard, Fujiwara also chose not to read it back.

Anyway, he didn't watch it on purpose, it was just a coincidence, there is no need to feel guilty, let alone explain.

The elevator reached the sixteenth floor at this time, the door opened, Fujiwara Rin stepped out first with steady steps.

In the long corridor, lights are on during the day, the floor is polished marble, and the walls are illuminated white and yellow, like butter shortbread eaten every morning.There are solid and heavy wooden doors on both sides of the corridor, with iron plates indicating the attributes of the rooms.

Fujiwara Lin also looked at the house number and looked forward, looking for his destination.

After walking for a while, he heard the "da da" sound of the pointed heels of high heels knocking in the empty corridor behind him. He looked back and saw Kawashima Meiji running up with small steps, two pairs of black stockings wrapped in black stockings. Her beautiful legs were clearly reflected on the marble floor.

On the bulging shirt on the chest, the button that was knocked off has been mended.

"I didn't expect my wife to carry a needle and thread with me." Fujiwara Rin also stared at the buttons on her chest curiously, and subconsciously praised: "It's quite neatly mended. My wife's craftsmanship is good."

Kawashima Meiji felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him.

The button was temporarily fastened with spider silk, and he was afraid that he would notice something, so he took two quick steps and ran to the front.

Fujiwara Rin also followed her, walking in the empty marble corridor.

Keeping a distance of half a meter, observing the strange wife's body from behind, one can find that her figure is extremely attractive.

With slender shoulders and waist, the ends of her hair tied into a ponytail swayed with her steps, patting her back lightly from time to time. A little below the ends of her hair was the wonderful buttocks outlined by the hip-wrapping skirt.

Further down, there are long black silk legs wrapped in knee socks.

The thighs are a little fleshy, and you can see the red strangle marks on the edge of the stockings. Fujiwara Rin also followed her, looking at her neck, wrists and legs.

Worthy of being a young woman.

Compared with those two high school beauties, the bodies of mature women are indeed much more attractive, and they can make Fujiwara Rinya's gaze stay for a few seconds longer.

Of course Miki Kawashima knew that he was looking at her.

It was just an accident that the button on his chest fell off.Walking ahead now is what she did on purpose.

As a natural male killer, she knows how to seduce men better than any other monster.

For example, most men like to perform certain activities from behind, which is a position that can fully control women.Just like predators like to attack their prey from behind, this is a wild hunting instinct.

Twirling her slightly plump body and walking forward lightly, Miki Kawashima showed a confident smile.The tight underwear made her figure look extraordinarily sexy, and the swinging curve of her waist was elegant and pleasing to the eye.

Excellent hunters often disguise themselves as prey.

Kawashima Meiji is best at this hunting method.

When a predator thinks it has the situation under control and pounces on the equipment from behind to enjoy a delicious meal, it will get caught in her carefully woven web and end up with no bones left.

Now, she has begun to weave the web.

As long as the prey who thinks they are hunters are caught, victory is easy.

Pointy high-heeled shoes always play a pleasant sound in the corridor with the same beat.

Fujiwara Lin followed behind unhurriedly.

The corridor was indeed long enough. After turning several turns, we came to the outer layer of the building, and continued walking along the corridor next to the floor-to-ceiling windows.Outside is the Shinjuku CBD shrouded in bright spring sunshine, and the glass curtain walls of those two 300-meter-high buildings are shining happily.

The sun shone into the corridor, Fujiwara Rin also turned his head and looked out.

Above the gleaming tall buildings, the clouds showed two parallel lines, as neat as a decoration worker painted with a brush.

at this time.

Miki Kawashima stopped suddenly.

Rinya Fujiwara, who was looking at the street scene outside, bumped into her back naturally.

The young woman's body exuded a rich fragrance, like the fragrance of roses in a whole rose garden gathered in this small body.There is also the high raised buttocks under the back. It feels soft and comfortable when it hits it, but soon there is a spring feedback.

There is no doubt that.

The wife has two vigorous buttocks.

(End of this chapter)