How to Develop the King of Anime

Rita laughed outright, sitting on Jingu Yao's body, the laughing branches trembled.

"I'm not an otaku." 16

Jingu Yao retorted subconsciously, but his eyes stared straight at Rita.

This blond fairy is simply the stunner that men dream of.

Rita's blushing face flashed a moment of hesitation, but she soon made up her mind.

As she said, sometimes European women are very bold.

Biting her moist lips lightly, Rita said softly, "...Keep it like this, I'll tell you a story."

Without waiting for Jingu Yao to reply, Rita said softly: "...This is a story from a long, long time ago. The protagonist of the story is a girl who is very good at drawing."

Jingu Yaozheng's dishonest hand paused, and his face showed a listening look. From this beginning, we knew that Rita was either telling her own story or telling the truth, although Jingu Yao felt more Most likely she was speaking the truth.

Sure enough, I just heard Rita continue: "She is really good at painting, she can always easily move people's hearts and give birth to a lot of moving, so her paintings are always crowded with visitors, people I keep coming to see her paintings.”

"Some people say this girl is a genius, she's taken care of by God, she's loved by art, she's being praised, almost to the point where it feels like a cliché."

Jingu Yao stared at Rita's face, she seemed to be lost in memory, "...but the girl is not happy, no matter how much praise she says, she can't move her heart. Until one day, she was invited by a friend. Went to the gallery where her paintings were displayed together, and many people came to see her paintings, which was a normal scene for her, but in the crowd, she noticed a little boy..."

"...The little boy was not interested in her painting, he couldn't understand it at all, he just ran to the corner and read a book, he looked at the book sometimes seriously, sometimes with a belly laugh, revealing a hint of So many expressions, expressions that people looking at her paintings will never show."

"He's reading comics..."

Jingu Yao said this conclusion word by word.

He knew that this was the moment when Mashiro wanted to draw manga.

"That's right, Mashiro walked over and asked the little boy what he was reading, and the little boy lent her his book, which was a comic book from a distant region. Mashiro was completely taken aback after just a few glances. Attracted, and then you know the story, she left everything without hesitation, and came here from the country of Ying."

Rita's face suddenly showed a bit of loneliness, "...how about it, do you feel very happy to hear the story of Zhenbai's past? She would never take the initiative to say such a thing, even if she asks, I'm afraid she will ask. If it doesn't come out, Mashiro probably forgot the opportunity for her to want to draw comics now, she has already devoted herself to it."

Jingu Yao's heart was moved, and he blurted out: "...You are jealous of the truth? However, it's completely unnecessary, you told me so much, do you think my mind is full of truth now? But in this room, I'm sitting It's Rita Einsworth on me, not Shiina Mashiro!"

Jingu Yao's tone was very gentle, of course he knew how hurtful it would be to say that he was thinking of other girls in this situation. Even if he wanted to be a 'scum', he had to show it in front of girls. 'Love saint' side ah.

"...I said before, Yao you are a carnivore, as expected, you always speak maturely. According to the situation on site, people are very happy to hear it."

Rita smiled lightly, lowered her head and looked at Jingu Yao, "...but you are indeed an excellent man, it's no wonder that even a person like Shirai will put a heart on you, But...feelings are different from painting. If you stay in place and close yourself up, you will not get results. Faced with feelings, you must be brave and firm, you must forget everything, and even if you are covered in bruises, you will not regret it!"

As she said so, she grabbed onto Jingu Yō's clothes.

"Didn't you say I'm shaking M!"

Rita's face suddenly turned ruthless, "...Although I also think it's a bit early, women will have their first time. I don't believe that I will lose to Shiro in this regard!"

As if to tell Jingu Yao that she is not shaking M, Rita's movements are very strong and active.

And this time Jingu Yao also knew one thing.

"...The bodies of women in the country are no different."

Chapter [-]: True White's Mother

The next day, when Jingu Yao woke up refreshed, the person beside him was no longer there.

The sun in the early winter was not too dazzling, but the brilliance of the morning was a little uncomfortable on his face. Jingu Yao opened his eyes in a daze, and subconsciously hugged him to the side with his hands, but the place where the blond goblin was supposed to be sleeping. , there is nothing but a little fragrance left.

Jingong Yao slowly got up from the bed, and was in a daze for a while. Everything from last night was vivid in his mind, but the clarity was like a dream, as if it was a dream.

Looking down at the wrinkled sheets, the illusion suddenly became real, and there were traces left by the girl for the first time.

After staying for a while, Jingu Yao quickly got up and put on his clothes. When he went out of the house to wash up, he saw that Rita was already brushing her teeth with Mashiro and rinsing her mouth.

The two equally attractive girls were sleepy, but Mashiro was habitually staying in bed, and Rita, like Jingu Yō, was a little too tired for her first time.

Rita had already changed her clothes, so she didn't know if she was wearing fat under the thin pajamas.

"Morning, Yao..."

Seeing Jingu Yao walk into the bathroom, Rita smiled brightly and didn't mean to be shy at all. She blinked at Jingu Yao secretly, her originally green body became a little more mature.

"Good morning, Rita and Shiro."

Jingu Yao replied with a smile, Mashiro, who woke up early, was always slow to respond. She seemed to be brushing her teeth in the mirror as if she hadn't noticed Jingu Yao's arrival, as if she might fall asleep at any time.

"You wash up first, I'll be here later."

Leaving the bathroom for the two girls, Jingu Yao ran to her own room on the second floor. Last night, after Jingu Yao fell asleep, Rita left the room and went back to Mashiro, probably because she was afraid. Really find something.

Coming to a locked cabinet, Jingu Yao found the key from under the bed and opened it. The cabinet is not too big, but the collectibles inside are something only perverts would do, because there is nothing in it, only blood. fat times.

In order to be afraid of any changes caused by exposure to the air, Jingu Yao even packed it with packaging bags and plastic wrap, and now there is one more item in the collection.

Jingu Yao himself didn't know why he would do such a thing, he just thought it might be interesting.

"It's just a pity that it's the first time I played it..."

Sighing slightly, Jingu Yao locked the key and then put away the key. If this place is possible, it is better not to be discovered.

There was still no change in those things in the room, but there was an extra ticket on the table. Jingu Yao picked it up and glanced at it. It was the ticket from Tokyo to London, and the time happened to be today.

"Tonight's plane..."

At this time, Rita's voice suddenly came from behind Jingu Yao.