Tokyo: Being coveted by my wife, I just want to play games

Chapter 189: A horse in the sky!

Meat bomb impact!

Needless to say, because she doesn’t like sports, Sato Fujiko’s soft flesh is not as flexible as Miyano Miwa and Tsukitake Asuka, but this kind of soft flesh can be easily crushed, and it is close to the size of a bowling ball, so the impact The power is still very scary.

The aroma was fragrant, and Fuyukawa Che, who had just frowned in displeasure, instantly relaxed his brows.

It wasn't because he wanted to stretch out. After all, the skin of his cheeks was pushed to both sides, and his brows would naturally relax. But before Fuyukawa Che could react, he said, "Ah!!! Stinky man! Looking for death!"

Feeling the hot breath hitting her chest, Sato Fujiko was ashamed and annoyed. Without thinking too much, he quickly took a step back, and then slapped him hard, but only halfway through the slap, the slender wrist wearing the jade bracelet was caught.

"What's wrong with you? Do you want to hit someone who bumps into you? Do you want to slap someone in the face?"

"You! Let go!"

Holding Fujiko Sato's arm with one hand, Fuyukawa Che frowned and glanced at her. To be honest, he is not a person who likes to argue with women, nor is he a person who likes to talk, but a slap in the face is of a different nature. But it was obvious that Sato Fujiko didn't think there was any problem with this. Instead, she was embarrassed and annoyed and swept her vaginal leg up!

Silver teeth clenched tightly!

Yes, panic!
Because of his outstanding appearance and figure, his social status far higher than ordinary people, and his wealth accumulation far beyond ordinary people. Most of the men I met in the past regarded her as an arrogant goddess who was unattainable.

"Relax! You're hitting a woman. You're still not a man!"

This guy's personality is completely different from his temperament!
It's just a piece of meat!

The next second, the white right leg that was lifted up was grabbed in the same way.

"Am I a man? Didn't you try just now?"

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"Let me go, bastard!"

Standing in front of Fuyukawa Teru, Sato Fujiko, wearing a bright red bikini, touched the ground with one foot. At this time, she was completely panicked. She kept struggling and yelling, but she couldn't struggle out at all!
A very awkward and shameful posture.

Can't do it.

In the angry eyes of Sato Fujiko, Fuyukawa Che grabbed her wrist with one hand and her ankle with the other, then pulled the ankle upward, and finally grabbed her wrist and ankle with one hand!

Golden Rooster is independent!

Her thighs were almost touching the bent Yuki Otsuki. Sato Fujiko's eyes were full of shame and anger! But she still didn't beg for mercy, and she reached out to scratch Dongchuan Che's cheek. But unfortunately, as soon as she raised her hand, she was lifted to shoulder height and her bent thigh was lifted up again!
"Well!."

Of course, some people don't like her character. But she is a workaholic like Miyano Miwa. She basically has no contact with men except for work, and she holds great power at work, so the men she comes into contact with are basically the type who lick their faces and stick to them. .

"Shut up."

"Try to be a big-headed guy! I'm going to kick you to death!"

This was the first time she had met a strong man like Fuyukawa Che, especially a man who was capable and ambitious, with handsome features.

"Hey! What are you going to do, you stinky man! Yeah! You"

The huge force was concentrated on the wrists and ankles. He recalled the scene of his face hitting the Huanglong's lair before, and then looked at Fuyukawa Che who raised his eyebrows and looked at him, but had no intention of letting go. Rarely, Sato Fujiko's angry eyes showed a little panic.

The thigh was lifted up again, and the ligaments were stretched so hard that Sato Fujiko's sharp and shameful big eyes narrowed, but Fuyukawa Che just held her fair shoulder with his other hand to prevent her from falling over. , then raised his eyebrows and said, "You still want to slap me?"

aggressive!

At this mention, her left foot that was standing on the ground straightened immediately, her toes dug into the sand, and Yin Ya bit her lower lip subconsciously! There was no other reason. Her ligaments were not stretched due to little exercise. Just now, her thighs were raised to shoulder height, and she could still bear it, but now they were raised to the top of her head. For a moment, even if her body was bending to one side, she could only feel her raised right leg, wrapped in a red bikini. The crotch ligaments are being torn continuously!
pain!
very painful!
not to mention.
This posture is so shameful!
It hurts and feels shameful, but I can’t break free!

Totally impossible!
Looking at Fuyukawa Teru, whose eyes were getting more and more dangerous, Sato Fujiko panicked. She turned to look at Miyano Miwa, her ferocious little face turned into a pitiful Q-version shaking, and she yelled aggrievedly: "Hey, hey, hey! Miyano, take care of your man! He is going crazy! Do you want to Do you see Sato being bullied?!”

"Come on. I don't understand you yet? You're a slutty fox who pretends to be pitiful when caught but starts to scream again when you let go. You must be taught a lesson."

After knowing each other for more than ten years, Miyano Mitei was not surprised that Sato Fujiko's temperament suddenly changed from sharp and arrogant to pitiful. After all, Sato has always had this cunning fox character.

After seeing not much desire in Fuyukawa Teru's eyes, but only a little joking emotion, Miyano Miwa just smiled and shook her head, said the last word, and then continued to lean on the beach chair and drink cocktails. And sure enough, seeing that pretending to be pitiful was useless, the pity on Sato Fujiko's face turned into a fierce look, and she glared at Fuyukawa Che, "Let me go! Otherwise, I will call the police! Hey, hey, hey! Stop raising it!" Ah! My leg is going to be broken!"

Seeing that the other party still didn't admit her mistake, Fuyukawa Che pressed her left shoulder with his right hand like moving the hands of a clock, and grabbed her wrist and ankle with his left hand and continued to lift it up.

From ten o'clock to eleven o'clock, when it was about to be lifted to twelve o'clock, it turned into a horse in the sky. Seeing Sato Fujiko repeatedly beating her chest in shame and pain, Fuyukawa Che said: "Do you know you are wrong?"

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It was too humiliating to be asked by a man to lift her legs and ask if she was wrong. Sato Fujiko gritted her silver teeth and refused to lower her head. But when another force came from her ankles and wrists, she panicked completely and hurriedly patted Fuyukawa Teru. chest, "Sato knows he was wrong!"

"Where is wrong?"

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When you regain your freedom, you must make this man look good!
Sato Fujiko's silver teeth were almost broken, but the situation was stronger than others. She still lowered her head in frustration and shame, "I shouldn't have wanted to slap you! But I didn't think about it at all at that time, it was subconscious. Yeah~"

Before she finished her explanation, the hands that grabbed her wrists and ankles were released. Sato Fujiko's expression was slightly startled, but at this moment, "I'm not interested in your reasons. When you communicate with me in the future, act like a normal person." Just people." "?"

Like a normal person? ? ?
humiliation!

Looking at Fuyukawa Teru who was about to sit down, for a moment, Fujiko Sato, who had always had a proud personality, felt a strong shock in his heart!
She was shaking with cold, and her big, arrogant and sharp eyes were almost on fire. But at this moment, perhaps because she had been lifted for too long, the ligaments were stretched to the point of numbness and weakness. Before her right foot even landed, her whole body felt numb. He lost his center of gravity and leaned sideways, falling against the legs of the beach chair!
With a cry of surprise, she closed her eyes, but soon she felt a pair of strong hands hugging her waist from behind.

Some of the fat on the lower abdomen that does not affect the appearance and even makes people more excited is hugged, but it does not create a sense of security. Obviously, she knew who was hugging her, that annoying Fuyukawa Che!

She didn't feel safe, but... she was wearing a bikini swimsuit at this time, and Cheru Fuyukawa was wearing beach shorts and a white T-shirt!
The fabric is very thin!
Her lower abdomen was hugged from behind, her whole body was covered, and the big peach was naturally talked back to!
It was the first time to be in such close contact and feel the heat. In an instant, Sato Fujiko's body unconsciously tightened a lot, and her white and crystal-clear feet were picking up the sand. But in the next second, before she could react, Fuyukawa Che had already let go of her hand.

"Be more careful next time."

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This bastard!
You don't want to hug me that much? !

Seeing that Fuyukawa Che didn't care at all about the intimate exchange with him just now, he ran to grab a cigarette from the small round table next to Miyano Miwa and lit it. Obviously he is a gentleman and has no gas jam, but after the twists and turns just now, Sato Fujiko's heart has already had some other fluctuations.

My teeth are itching with anger!
At this moment, a handsome white guy who was shirtless and wearing beach shorts ran over. He picked up the volleyball on the ground with an apologetic smile on his face: "Sorry, our volleyball just hit you."

Needless to say, this handsome white guy is indeed quite handsome. Mo is about twenty-five or sixty-six years old, just over 1.8 meters tall, with handsome features, especially his strong figure and six-pack abs. He looks very masculine, and he is the type that can charm many little girls to death. What’s interesting is that he said he came here to pick up the volleyball, but he didn’t leave directly after picking up the ball. Instead, he straightened his back, highlighting his abdominal muscles and chest muscles. He also had a charming smile on his face and looked at it with a smile. Fujiko Sato.

A very handsome foreigner. However, Fujiko Sato, who had a rich expression in front of Fuyukawa Che just now, just glanced at him arrogantly, and then waved his hands casually. Although he had just been hit by a ball, the other party also apologized. In this case, Sato Fujiko didn't even bother to say a word to the other party.

Disdainful.

There is no other reason than disdain.

The smile on the white foreigner's face suddenly froze, but when he looked at Sato Fujiko's trembling big fat buttocks, and the two beautiful women Miyano Miwai and Ohara Chika under the umbrella. His heart felt hot again, and he waved his thumb back and continued: "By the way, we just left a few friends over there, and we still need people. Do you want to come and try it too? Come to the beach and play beach volleyball. But it’s very regrettable.”

Annoying flies.

Seeing that the other party was quite good, he ignored the other party's volleyball hitting him, but the other party still forced Lai Lai from the side. Sato Fujiko frowned and turned around, ready to tell the other party to get out, but at this moment, her eyes caught sight of Fuyukawa Teru, who was sitting on a beach chair, smoking a cigarette and drinking wine.

This guy smokes and drinks, and I heard he often works overtime and stays up late, so his health will definitely not get better.

Fufu, you dare to offend me, Sato, and you still want to run away? !
Although he had been suppressed by the opponent just now and was almost unable to move, but because he didn't like sports, Sato Fujiko didn't think Fuyukawa Teru's physical fitness was very good because he didn't like sports. She rolled her eyes like a little fox, then twisted her plump waist, with a sweet smile on her face that made the handsome white man's breath stop. She raised four fingers and said, "So that's it, but...we There are four people here."

four people?
Fuyukawa Che, who had just taken a sip of the cocktail and picked up a skewer of grilled meat, was stunned. He was not the only one stunned. Beside them, Miyano Miwa and Ohara Chika were both stunned, but it was obvious that they both understood what kind of character Sato Fujiko was.

Ohara Chika just continued to lie on the beach chair and read a book while sipping beef kidneys and drinking wine. Miyano Miwa smiled helplessly, lay on Fuyukawa Cheru's shoulder, and breathed out like a blue, "It looks like Fujiko is eyeing you. ”

"There are many women eyeing me. After all, there are not many outstanding men like me in the world."

Fuyukawa Che shrugged indifferently. Seeing his arrogant look, Miyano Mitei showed a little shyness on her face, stretched out her hand to tap his nose, and said with a smile: "Huh, don't be such a bastard. There are so many playboys like you everywhere. Woolen cloth."

"Oh, other big radishes are not as thick as mine."

"Ah! I'm going to die. There are other people here!"

Suddenly speaking in a pornographic tone, a blush appeared on Miyano Miwa's already slightly tipsy face, and she tugged at Fuyukawa Che's ears in annoyance.

The two were flirting, and not long after, Sato Fujiko also came over with a handsome white guy to persuade them to play beach volleyball.

Fuyukawa Che had never played beach volleyball before. He had never even played volleyball before. He had only played it in physical education class when he was in elementary school.

Naturally, he had no interest in this kind of invitation, and his indifferent look directly made Sato Fujiko feel unhappy. However, perhaps it was the words "It would be a pity not to enjoy beach volleyball in Hawaii" that impressed Miyano. So, he had no choice but to finish the cocktail in one painful gulp, then put out the cigarette butt and stood up.

Quite an interesting picture.

From the moment he walked into the awning, the white guy straightened his back unconsciously and stretched out his abdominal muscles and chest muscles in an attempt to attract the attention of Chika Ohara and Miwa Miyano. But when Fuyukawa Che, who was half a head taller than him, stood up and took off his white T-shirt, revealing stronger muscles with more beautiful lines, he was stunned for a moment.

It should be said that men with muscles are indeed more masculine, but many people gain muscle mass and become a big muscular man. But Cheru Fuyukawa has broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs, so although his muscles are relatively obvious, his whole person gives people the thin and sharp look of a thug in a suit.

Not only the handsome white guy, but Fujiko Sato who saw Fuyukawa Teru's figure for the first time was also slightly startled.

Fuyukawa Che didn't care about her gaze, he just glanced at Miyano Miwa angrily, then took off the piece of Peripherd in his hand and put it into his trouser pocket. Finally, he dipped his hands in some water and put the piece of hair that he never took care of very well. The broken hair was pushed back.

Hairstyle is one of the key factors that determine a man's temperament and appearance.

Just like many idol idols, in fact, if they don't put on makeup or do their hair, they look like ordinary handsome guys, or even have the appearance of ordinary passers-by. But once the hairstyle is done, it gives people a different feeling and can make countless girls crazy about it.

Fuyukawa Che's facial features are already handsome, but he just doesn't like to do his hair, let alone his hair style, and he doesn't even bother to wear matching clothes. Usually he usually wears either jeans and a T-shirt or sweatpants and a T-shirt. At most, he wears a suit when he goes to work. Therefore, usually, not many women are amazed by his appearance.

But now
Fujiko Sato looked in surprise at the sexy waistcoat line of abdominal muscles and the delicate facial features exposed after the bangs were lifted up. Although she was not interested in Fuyukawa Che at the moment, the intimate contact just now, coupled with the mature and delicate body of thirty years old, driven by hormones, she subconsciously swallowed and her eyes became a little straight.

"This man is so handsome?!"

(End of this chapter)