Tokyo: Starting from staying with my mother’s best friend

Chapter 87 The bridge is repaired, the road is paved, and trucks can go on the road!
The candlelight on the dining table flickered slightly.

The spacious front hall is filled with bright flowers, and the colorful colors make people feel happy.

Ionuma Isao came out with two steaks and placed them on the dining table covered with white cloth.

Huacheng Xingzi looked at him expressionlessly.

Then she walked slowly over, her skirt slightly rubbing against her thighs, making her look gorgeous.

In the bright yellow candlelight, she looked like the most beautiful and noble aristocratic woman in Ukiyo-e, attending the prince's banquet.

Iinuma Isao stared at her intently: "Do you like this arrangement?"

The old aunt's face was full of indifference: "I don't like it!"

"I folded back almost all the flowers in the atrium," Ionuma said with a smile.

"Iori will definitely scold you to death tomorrow!" Huacheng Kyoko glanced at him, then turned to look out the window and remained silent.

Ionuma Isao picked up the tied bouquet of roses from the table and handed it to her: "This carefully pruned bouquet of roses is specially prepared for my wife."

April roses exude a faint fragrance in the candlelight.

Huacheng Xingzi lowered her head, sniffed the petals with her nose, and then turned her head to the window.

"Look, you didn't even take the flowers that your husband prepared specially for you!" Iinuma Isao said disappointedly.

"..."

Huacheng Xingzi turned around, squeezed out an ugly smile from the corner of her mouth, and then said with a cold expression: "I hate roses the most, don't give them this flower next time!"

It's not like she doesn't know what the rose represents, so why would she be embarrassed to accept it?

Iinuma Isao said stubbornly: "The nobility and beauty of roses match your temperament so well. Why don't you give them as gifts? And you all have thorns that can sting!"

"I just don't like it anyway!"

Huacheng Xingzi was determined to dismantle him. After saying something, she then yelled at him with some complaints: "You don't even know what flowers I like, why should you be my husband!"

When Iinuma Isao thought about it, he really didn't know this.

"Then what flowers do you like?" he asked quickly.

"Carnation." Huacheng Xingzi said casually impatiently.

"What a coincidence, Iori is really good at it." Ionuma Isao smiled and immediately ran out the door.

The corners of Huacheng Xingzi's eyes twitched and she stared blankly at the door.

Her graceful figure, wrapped in candlelight, was even more charming than usual.

Soon, she saw him coming back from the courtyard with a bouquet of wet yellow carnations, and handed it to her with both hands.

"Do you like it now?" Ionuma Isao asked proudly.

Huacheng Xingzi was in a mess inside.

Emotionally speaking, she feels really happy now.

Rationally, she could only half-close her eyes and pretend to be uninterested: "I don't like carnations anymore."

"So what do you like now?"

"plum bossom!"

"Where can there be plum blossoms in this season?"

Huacheng Xingzi hummed: "I just like plum blossoms, if you don't have them, don't bother me!"

This kind of careless appearance is of course just an act, how could Ionuma Isao not understand.

"Okay, I'll keep the plum blossoms for now, and I'll give you a bouquet every day until winter."

"I want it now!"

"Now I have something better for you."

"What is it?" Huacheng Xingzi asked subconsciously, and then immediately remembered that she couldn't give him a good look, and immediately turned cold, "I don't want it, even if you give it to me, throw it away!"

She really looks like a wife who is losing her temper...

Haha!

Because it was so fun for her to be like this, Ionuma Isao was very cooperative and slowly coaxed her to play.

"What's wrong with you? Are you encountering something troublesome?"

"Yes!" Huacheng Xingzi glanced at him and gritted his teeth, "You are my biggest worry!"

"What's wrong with me?" Iinuma Isao pretended to be dumbfounded.

"Can you please stop clinging to me? I'm so annoying!" Huacheng Xingzi suddenly became irritable and waved her hand like a fly. Then her fragrant oval face turned around and looked at the young man expressionlessly: "Listen, I want to formally file for divorce from you now!"

"Eh?" Iinuma Isao suppressed a smile and put on an unacceptable expression.

"Wait for me here while I go back to the room!" Huacheng Xingzi put on a serious expression and raised her feet to walk out the door. "Give me half an hour. I will draft the divorce agreement and send you an email."

Iinuma Isao knew that she was trying to find an excuse to escape, so he hurriedly held her hand: "No, no, no, no, I was wrong, please don't leave..."

As he spoke, he put the old aunt's hand on his face and said sincerely: "Hit me twice to vent your anger."

"I don't dare to hit you!" Huacheng Xingzi struggled to pull his hand back.

"Fight!" Ionuma Isao said seriously, "It is only natural for a wife to teach her husband who has gone astray. This is what you said!"

Huacheng Xingzi paused.

Those narrow and beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

After looking at the boy several times, she raised her white and tender hand and slapped him hard on the head.

"Oh~"

Iinuma Isao covered his head: "You are using too much force..."

"Ah!"

Huacheng Xingzi sneered: "You asked me to teach you a lesson!"

"Okay, I've been beaten, so don't get angry anymore." Iinuma Isao rubbed his head, then took her arm, pulled her to the dining table without any explanation, and pulled out a chair for her in a very gentlemanly manner: "Tonight's candlelight dinner is our first date, so don't ruin it because of anger."

Huacheng Xingzi sat down, crossed her arms and snorted coldly: "I don't see you treating me better on weekdays, but you are quite considerate of these formalisms."

"I still have a lot of tricks to trick people, and I will show you one by one in the future." Iinuma Isao came and sat down opposite her.

By the dim candlelight, looking at the young man's handsome face like a silhouette, Huacheng Xingzi leaned back on the chair and hummed half-jokingly: "In the future? Huh, no, I have made up my mind to divorce you. I have nothing to do with you. future!"

"Leaving is tomorrow, don't talk about it tonight..."

Ionuma Isao answered as he lit some incense.

The bottom of the incense is soaked in the essential oil of verbena, and the mysterious smell is wafted along with the tiny smoke columns rising from the incense.

Huacheng Xingzi looked at the incense, which was almost white and as thin as a cicada's wings. The smoke column floated straight to the top of the ceiling, and then fell down like a veil, covering the surface of her body.

This scent is so tempting...

At this moment, she felt that everything in front of her was so warm and heart-warming.

She looked at the boy, whose eyes never left hers.

"Drink some wine first." Ionuma Isao opened a bottle of wine, poured two glasses, and pushed one of them to him.

Huacheng Xingzi's eyes were wary: "Drink? What do you mean?"

"To adjust the atmosphere, I can't just want to get you drunk and then do whatever I want, right?" Ionuma Isao smiled, picked up the wine glass, and stretched it out towards the other side, "Cheers!"

I think you just want to do whatever you want...

Huacheng Xingzi rolled her eyes at him, pretended to be reluctant, and reluctantly clinked the cup with him.

Then, they each took a small sip.

"Hmm~"

Huacheng Xingzi nodded slightly to express satisfaction.

She bought this wine. When she drank it before, she never thought it tasted so good.

When she drank this sip of wine today, she immediately felt an indescribable pleasure surging through her body; a warm current of warmth rushed from her stomach to her brain, then spread to her limbs and bones, and soon spread throughout her body. .

"The wine tastes good..."

Perhaps due to the effect of alcohol, Huacheng Xingzi’s voice softened a little, and she took the initiative to pick up the cup: “Let’s drink some more.”

She wanted to get herself drunk early so she wouldn't have to feel so reserved and shy.

"it is good!"

Ionuma Isao clinked the glass with her again.

"Ding~"

The sound of glass hitting each other was clear and loud.

His mother has been strict with him since he was a child, so Ionuma Isao rarely drinks.

After drinking half a glass of wine, he felt comfortable all over his body. From his thoughts to his life, from his soul to his body, he felt hearty and happy.

It's floating, it feels like it's floating.

The look he looked at the old aunt gradually became hot and longing.

Huacheng Kyoko is indeed charming tonight.

The unique black dress hugged her slender waist and plump breasts tightly, making her bright and attractive face even more outstanding and charming.

Especially the skin from her neck to her collarbone was extremely white and charming.

The diamond necklace hanging around her neck dropped to the middle of her career line. The huge diamond was like a drop of crystal water, about to drip onto the deep and delicate skin in the middle of her chest.

The air is fresh and vaguely accompanied by wisps of refreshing and indescribable fragrance.

This fragrance seems to stimulate some kind of emotion.

Feeling his fiery eyes, Huacheng Xingzi subconsciously lowered her eyelids to avoid looking at him.

On the one hand, I was secretly happy that I was able to charm him, and felt that I was still a great beauty; on the other hand, I felt that his eyes were too unrestrained and exposed, and did not respect him as an elder at all; the old aunt in the middle of the entanglement between the two parties, my heart It was pounding, almost as if it was about to jump out of my chest.

The living room slowly became quiet.

After a moment of silence, Huacheng Xingzi felt that the atmosphere was too shy for her, so she asked him: "What did you do tonight?"

You face-hungry arrogant person finally asked...

Ionuma Isao felt relieved.

Just now he almost couldn't hold back and wanted to show off.

But since the old aunt asked, he could take his time and whet her appetite.

"Come on, let's taste the steak first." He said slowly, "I made it myself."

Huacheng Xingzi rolled her eyes at him angrily, cut a piece of steak, put it in her mouth and tasted it.

Top-quality steak, fat but not greasy, fried to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside, every bite is a pleasure.

"How does it taste?" Iinuma Isao asked expectantly.

I wanted to say something casually, but seeing that he seemed to care about his own evaluation, Huacheng Xingzi took a sip of wine, and then said lightly: "It's very good, you can open your own store."

"Is that it?" Ionuma Isao asked, "This is the love steak I made specially for you. Don't you feel the love contained in it?"

"..."

Hey, you still have to push the envelope, right?
Huacheng Xingzi said coldly with a straight face: "I'm old, it's really hard to bite!"

"You just love to talk what you mean!" Ionuma Isao curled his lips.

"I love to talk duplicity, so you love to talk nonsense!" Huacheng Xingzi rolled her eyes at him again, elegantly cut the second piece and put it in her mouth. After eating, she added, "I do have the skills to open a shop, and... I don’t know where you learned this at such a young age.”

Ionuma Isao smiled and asked: "Then we really open a store? I am the boss and you are the boss's wife!"

"Where's the money?" Huacheng Xingzi looked down upon him lightly, "Even a small shop on the street will cost two to three million yen. Do you have money?"

"Of course I'll use yours first." Ionuma Isao said without shame, "We are husband and wife, what's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours."

"What a beautiful idea!" Huacheng Xingzi snorted, and said half angrily and half seriously: "I tell you, if you want money, make it yourself! Don't have the idea of ​​​​being a pretty boy! Otherwise, I will let your mother beat you to death! "

"But I clearly have the potential to be a pretty girl, so I don't need to waste it?" Ionuma Isao also picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "Recently I was watching Maupassant's "Beautiful Friends", in which the male protagonist Du Luohua relied on his handsome appearance. With his sweet words and despicable conduct, he easily attracted many high-status mistresses. He stepped into French aristocratic society from an ordinary citizen and rose to the top step by step. I don't think I am worse than him!"

Huacheng Xingzi scolded: "If you say no, you can't!"

"Why?" Ionuma Isao asked funnyly.

"Handsome appearance and provocative behavior can certainly win the favor of women, but these are just superficial physical relationships!"

After saying this, Huacheng Xingzi looked at him, showed the majesty of a mistress, and added extremely seriously, "Axun, what I like is that you work hard every day to practice self-discipline and diligence regardless of rain or shine. It's you who The self-confidence and vitality full of youthful style are the fearless courage that you can use to protect me from the enemy. Do you understand! If you only have appearance and sweet words, I will never allow you to be presumptuous in front of me, let alone let you touch me. My body!"

After hearing these words, Ionuma Isao raised his eyebrows.

Auntie, why are you confessing your love right away...

Saying these words with affection, Huacheng Xingzi's expression also froze.

It really seems to be showing my feelings...

Ah, no, I'm so embarrassed, I really want to die...

The old aunt's cheeks instantly turned red. She lowered her head and drank one sip after another, not daring to look up at him again. Her shy look with her elegant bun is so charming under the romantic candlelight.

Hearing her express his feelings for the first time, Ionuma felt a huge sense of accomplishment in his heart.

He felt so happy tonight.

I felt very proud and happy, thinking that if it was possible... why not take her down with all the strength...?

Anyway, he is not just greedy for the old aunt.

She is noble and beautiful, traditional and chaste, and has a tough character. He likes all these qualities.

She is tough-talking, not honest, and likes to act like a mistress and lecture others. He finds all these shortcomings cute.

Taken together, the old aunt is perfect, why not boldly pursue her?

Thinking this, Iinuma Isao stood up and walked over with confidence, eagerly extending a hand to Huacheng Kyoko.

The young man is in full swing.

Any imperfection is not allowed to exist.

Huacheng Xingzi suddenly looked up when she heard the footsteps.

Ionuma Isao was already standing in front of her.

There was a sunny smile on his face, perhaps due to the effect of alcohol, Huacheng Kyoko felt a little drunk.

"Well, you are my wife tonight, so I won't say any polite words like 'please forgive my presumption.'" Iinuma Isao put a hand on the back of Huacheng Kyoko's chair and leaned slightly on her Above the face, "Are you serious about what you just said?"

"Uh……"

Huacheng Xingzi, whose heart was beating very hard, her face flushed, stammered, "No, I mean, well, it's the love of the elders for the younger ones, not the wife's love for her husband."

Ionuma Isao said half-jokingly but politely: "You are so stubborn at this time? You will be punished..."

There was a smile on the boy's lips, but there was a seriousness in his voice. This appearance made Huacheng Xingzi instantly imagine the punishment he would suffer, and quickly explained before he did it: "Of course it is an elder. These words, um, I've always wanted to tell you, but I'm embarrassed. As you know, I have an old-fashioned personality and am very serious. After all, there is a generation gap between me and you..."

"Then why did you say it just now?" Ionuma Isao asked with a smile.

His eyes were particularly bright, shining in the darkness, seeming to encourage her.

Under this warm gaze, Huacheng Xingzi slowly regained her composure. While thinking, she said: "Maybe it's because I received your message and sent you many messages in a row, but you didn't know how to do it. As a result, I was confused throughout the day today. I am restless, I just think about you..."

"What do you miss me?"

"I wonder why you are teasing me, complaining that you don't reply to messages... I feel like my whole body is tightly bound by something. I can't tell what it is. Anyway, I just think that you may be snatched away by others. I felt like my throat was tight, my heart was torn, and my legs were so paralyzed that I couldn't even walk. When I was at the police station, I sat stiffly on the chair from afternoon to night, and all I could think about was you."

"How could the elders have such thoughts about the younger ones?"

"do not have it?"

"You just like me!"

"...No, what are you talking about!" Huacheng Xingzi's face turned red again, and she quickly said: "Don't be so childish. How could I like children? Let's talk about something else!"

"Just say this!"

Ionuma Isao suddenly knelt on one knee in front of her.

Huacheng Xingzi was startled and wanted to stand up, but the boy's hands held her waist and held her down.

"You, don't be like this..."

The old aunt said don't do this, but her butt seemed to be stuck to the stool, her legs were as weak as cotton, and she had no strength at all.

"Since you have expressed your feelings, how can I, as my husband, remain indifferent!" Iinuma Isao was an energetic young man at this time. He couldn't hide the joy on his face. He slowly spread his palms in front of her, "This is my gift to you."

Looking at the small red square box in his hand, Huacheng Xingzi was stunned for a moment, and then asked him with doubtful eyes.

Ionuma Isao opened the box, revealing the diamonds inside, and said with a smile: "This is the surprise I prepared for you."

A diamond ring of about two carats lay in his palm. Under the dim candlelight, the surface of the diamond exuded a fiery color like a blooming tulip, and its gorgeous halo was like a materialized fragrance.

"This is?"

Huacheng Xingzi didn't dare to pick it up with her hands.

"This is a gift that I found from the best raw materials in the mountains of Hokkaido, and then learned from the most powerful carvers in the world to carve it one by one. Kyoko, if you put it on, the ring will represent me, and we will be together for the rest of our lives." You won’t get lost.”

Ionuma Isao, who never lies, lies without blushing and without a beating heart, and it's also very disgusting.

The old aunt bit her lip and fell silent.

Her inner emotions at the moment were extremely complicated, with mixed feelings. She wanted to scream with excitement, hide her face and sob, and she also wanted to turn around and go back to the room to wrap herself in a quilt to escape this hot feeling.

After being quiet for a long time, she still had no expression on her face and no reaction.

"I'll put it on for you." Ionuma Isao grabbed her little hand and gently put the ring on the tip of her left ring finger.

The left ring finger usually bears the engagement ring.

Putting a ring on his ring finger was a very symbolic and ritualistic thing, and Huacheng Xingzi naturally knew the meaning.

If you don't react, it means that you are engaged to him by default...

Thinking of this, the old aunt's inner reserve and mistress' airs began to trouble her again.

She desperately tried to retract her hand, but she was not strong enough for the young man, so she simply clenched her left hand into a fist and refused to submit.

Iinuma Isao pulled her for a while, but never put it on her. He couldn't help but sigh, and said with some disappointment: "I know, you are a rich woman worth hundreds of billions, and you don't like me, a country boy from Hokkaido." This is normal, I understand. But this is already my best effort. If you refuse to wear it, I can only throw it away and give you the best ring in the world when I become successful in the future... "

These words made the tip of Huacheng Xingzi's nose sore.

Do not……

She doesn't mind it...

I had just made up my mind not to accept the diamond ring, but it immediately began to waver.

Seeing the deep disappointment on the young man's face, Huacheng Xingzi's heart quickly softened. She slowly spread her hands and said softly: "Put it on for me."

"okay!"

Ionuma Isao immediately smiled brightly.

This change of face was so fast that Huacheng Xingzi couldn't help but feel that he was playing her.

But even if she was acting, it was too late to regret it. The diamond ring, which she didn't know whether it was real or fake, had already been firmly inserted into the ring finger of her left hand.

After taking a look at the combination of white fingertips and brilliant diamonds, Ionuma smiled and applauded, praising: "You are so beautiful, you look good in anything you wear."

The fingers of Huacheng Kyoko's right hand slowly touched the ring on her left hand, feeling the special warmth. Her slightly moist eyes stared into Iinuma Isao's dark eyes.

The young man's eyes were still full of confidence.

He seems to have eaten himself to death...

"Okay, stop talking sweet words in front of me." Huacheng Xingzi glanced at the ring for a few times and wanted to take it off.

Iinuma Isao quickly stopped: "There is no reason to take it off right after putting it on, at least after tonight!"

"We agreed, we'll pick it after tonight!" Huacheng Xingzi hesitated and put his hand down.

Then, the two suddenly stopped talking.

Iinuma Isao knelt on one knee in front of her and looked at her with a smile.

Huacheng Xingzi didn't know what he was doing. She was a little embarrassed at first. She wanted to smile back, but then she felt that she couldn't be too nice to him, otherwise he would push his limits, so she tightened her facial expression.

This cute look made the smile on the young man's face grow wider.

Huacheng Xingzi felt more and more embarrassed, but at the same time, she also felt that this was an extremely sweet moment.

In the end, it was the old aunt who couldn't hold back and glared at him: "Go back to your place!"

"Wait, you haven't returned the gift yet!" Iinuma Isao said seriously.

"...How to reply?"

As the words fell, Huacheng Xingzi's fair neck turned slightly red.

Apparently she knew how to respond.

Ionuma Isao didn't speak, but just moved his face closer.

Huacheng Xingzi suddenly turned red, and the blush spread from her neck to her face, covering her like a pink veil.

"Will you disappoint me?" Ionuma asked, his smiling eyes sparkling with love.

"..."

Huacheng Xingzi bit her lower lip and took several deep breaths.

Ionuma Isao didn't rush her, he just held her graceful and charming waist, staring directly at the plump and fat career line on her chest, sniffing the rich perfume on her body, and feeling the heat of her body. The temperature makes the whole person feel as comfortable as melting.

"Axun..."

Huacheng Xingzi took a deep breath and said with a trembling voice: "This is the last time..."

"it is good!"

Ionuma Isao nodded quickly.

Anyway, it’s your last time every time…

After confirming that he understood his firm thoughts, Huacheng Xingzi closed her eyes, and her plump lips, which were especially red, slowly moved towards him.

Clumsy, timid, cautious.

These sweet and tempting lips touched the young man's lips briefly, and then left immediately.

But Iinuma Isao was prepared.

Almost the moment the old aunt's lips left, his lips followed her.

"Woo~"

Huacheng Xingzi’s eyes widened with shy sullenness.

This time she gritted her teeth tightly and refused to let go, not letting him succeed easily.

Ionuma Isao moved his lips and kissed her neck, eyes and lips.

Her body was trapped in a small chair, and Huacheng Xingzi couldn't escape.

She saw the boy's lips approaching hers again, and instinctively grabbed his hair with both hands, pressing her forehead hard against his to prevent him from succeeding again.

Afraid that she was not strong enough, she moved her head to the left and right again and closed her eyes without looking at him.

Ionuma Isao could only concentrate on feeling her body curves with his hands.

Through the thin dress, the young man's hands explored all parts of her body. She really couldn't resist this sudden and powerful caress.

After all, the old aunt has sensitive skin all over her body.

Especially the slender waist, when Iinuma Isao lightly touched her, her whole body started to tremble as if she had received an electric shock.
Gradually, Huacheng Xingzi was panting and out of breath. She wanted to say something, but couldn't say a word. Later, her repressed heart was ignited. Not only did she no longer avoid the young man's lips, but she couldn't help but move her lips towards him.

Ionuma Isao suddenly raised his face.

In the candlelight, Huacheng Xingzi's eyes were full of water, her cheeks were dizzy, and her face was charming.

Her red lips parted slightly, and her neck leaned forward slightly, as if she was asking for a kiss... Looking at her charming appearance, Iinuma Isao suppressed his throbbing, and raised her seductive chin with his fingertips. In the candlelight, he was filled with excitement. It was lust and arrogance that looked at her noble face with burning eyes.

The bridge is repaired, the road is paved, and Huacheng Xingzi’s big car can be driven on the road...

"What do you want me to do?" he asked in a voice much hoarse than usual.

In the flickering candlelight, Huacheng Xingzi closed her eyes and ordered with a hoarse voice: "Kiss me!"

Ionuma Isao responded quickly.

The boy's thin lips kissed the mistress's plump and attractive red lips.

The mistress was so weak that she bent down and put her body weight on his shoulders.

They clung to each other, immersed in the dream caused by fiery desire, enjoying the intoxicating kiss.

"...Kyoko."

"……Um?"

After the meaningless conversation, Ionuma Isao kissed him for the second time.

The air thickened under the influence of incense.

As if they were intoxicated in the pursuit of love, a fanatical atmosphere enveloped the two people.

In this room full of flowers, every corner is filled with tenderness, exuding the strong atmosphere of men and women being passionate about each other, making people's hearts sway and unable to control themselves.

At the end of the second round, Ionuma was panting.

Huacheng Xingzi breathed harder, her body completely lost strength, and she could only support her weak body by pressing her forehead against his.

"...Are you still being tough?" Iinuma Isao asked breathlessly.

"No, no..." Huacheng Xingzi's eyes were blurred, her passion was high, and she hugged his neck tightly with her arms. "From now on, whatever you say will be whatever you say, I won't be harsh, I am yours..."

"Of course you are mine!"

After saying that, Iinuma Isao put his lips to her for the third time.

The sweet feeling spread in Huacheng Xingzi's heart, flowing through her body like a warm current.

This is an experience she has never had.

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