How to Develop the King of Anime

Really, I really want to play around with it...

The delicate body under the blanket was not wearing anything. When Jingu Yao's gaze came over, Shinshiro subconsciously folded his legs, as if he didn't want him to see the gap between his legs.

There was a slight blush on her fair and tender face, which looked extremely unnatural.

Jingu Yao looked at her in surprise, what does this mean?Are you really shy?

His face was unbelievable, Jingu Yao couldn't imagine that Shiro could feel shy. It seemed that she had changed a little since she had done something with her feet that day. The comparison when they met was already turned upside down.

At least at that time, she really didn't know anything.

"Yao, which one is fatter to wear?"

Shinshiro raised his blushing pretty face, stared straight at Jingu Yao with calm eyes, and repeated what he said before, as if to remind him.

"Huh? Fat times..."

After reacting, Jingu Yao finally came back to his senses. He opened the cabinet in the room, and a lot of women's underwear, fat, socks and clothes were piled there.

Looking through the pile of scattered items, Jingu Yao found a piece of pink lace fat, he tugged the elastic on it with his hand, and threw it to Zhenbai: "Wear this one!"

The jade arm like lotus root stretched out from under the blanket, and took the fat time thrown on the bed in his hand. Under the sunlight outside the window, that arm was white and slippery, so unbelievable, I wished I could rub it well. Fan, I don't know if I can pinch out the water below.

"Yao, don't peek."

Zhenbai raised his warm and fair legs, and put Chubby on it.

"Yes, yes, don't peek at it."

Jingong Yao couldn't help laughing and laughing, secretly complaining about her, obviously her whole body has been seen, and she has even been touched in many places, but now she has such a sense of being a girl.

"However, what are you doing?"

Jingu Yao couldn't help but speak out, Shira is going to go out like this.

"Yao said he was going out to work."

"I'm going out, you don't have to follow me, you don't have to change your clothes."

Jingu Yao patted her head helplessly, and sure enough, she was still the real white.

"That's it..."

Mashiro, who was dressed in fat, paused for a while, and then said softly, "...Yao didn't say it earlier."

There was a slight complaint in his tone, like a cute kitten.

"Normal people don't change their clothes like you do."

Jingu Yao stood in front of the mirror and looked at his dress, very cute and mature, and nodded with satisfaction.

"It's obvious that Yao is strange...told me to go out, but didn't say it was just me."

"Okay, it's all my fault, Miss Zhenbai."

"Today's matter is really important, so please continue to create at home. When I get back, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, go to Kyoto."

After packing up, Jingu Yao said to Zhenbai.

"it is good."

Nodding lightly to indicate that he knew, Zhenbai hesitated for a while, and then said softly: "...Yao, be careful on the road."

"Well, you also stay at home obediently."

"and also……"

"Ok?"

"thanks……"

The soft whisper was like a whisper, and it was like a crisp wind blowing into the heart, making people feel warm.

Although Jingu Yao didn't know what Shirai was thanking, he still smiled and said, "...No thanks!"

After closing the bedroom door, Jingu Yao started his Ferrari, which he had not used for a long time, and left the house with the roar of the engine.

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Going to the publishing house today, Jingu Yao naturally dresses up a little more formally, and even drives the sports car that can show his dignity. Although everyone says that people look at temperament, in fact, most people look at When a person is, in addition to appearance, it is those luxuries that can reveal whether he is poor or rich.

Driving a sports car to the junction with Ritsuko Yokoyama under the envious gaze of passers-by, this mature big sister was already waiting there.

She is holding a small black wallet in one hand, wearing a decent work suit, her hair is coiled up by her, she looks like a mature wife, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose. Looking from a distance, it makes people feel afraid to blaspheme and fear.

When she saw Jingu Yao parked the car beside the road and honked the horn to greet her, Yokoyama Ritsuko's always unsmiling mouth showed a slight smile, her beautiful legs in black silk moved, and the high heels under her feet hit the ground. On the neat masonry by the roadside, he gracefully opened the door and sat in.

"Sister is so beautiful today, a man will definitely feel ashamed when he sees you!"

Jingu Yao gave a thumbs up to Yokoyama Ritsuko who was sitting in the passenger seat and said exaggeratedly.

"Brother Jun is really more and more able to talk."

Yokoyama Ritsuko pursed his lips, amused by Jingu Yao's exaggerated acting skills.

"All the documents are here, let's go."

She patted the black wallet she was holding, ignoring the gazes of passers-by outside the car looking at it, and said to Jingu Yao.