How to Develop the King of Anime

Jingu Yao rarely loses his temper, but the current situation makes him have to lose his temper once.

"Okay, stop joking, Zhenbai has been taking care of Yaojun for a while."

"This is what I should do."

Judging from the appearance of Zhenbai's mother, she probably knows her daughter's character, and she has always turned a blind eye to Zhenbai's bizarre speech.

The expression on Mrs. Shiina's face changed suddenly, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally: "...How is Yaojun's father recently?"

"It's been the same since the death of my mother."

"Ah, sorry!"

Mrs. Shiina quickly apologized, then took a look at Jingu Yō and sighed, "...Yo-kun and your father really looked alike when they were young."

"Really? I wonder what my father was like when he was young?"

Jingu Yao has always been very serious when facing his elders, trying his best to show his stable side, but he still deliberately mentioned his father when he was young, and wanted to know a few words from the mouth of Mashiro's mother. Judging from the current situation, The two have a really close relationship.

"He... he... Forget it, it's all in the past, so don't mention it."

Mrs. Shiina first showed a look of reminiscence on her face, opened her mouth to say something, and finally suddenly woke up and closed her mouth quickly and kept silent.

Although Jingu Yao was a little disappointed that no words came out of her mouth, she didn't mention it too much.

"I came to pick up Rita this time. Mashiro's father even sent the child Rita all the way to Japan, and he is not afraid of accidents."

Mrs. Shiina's tone was somewhat dissatisfied, and she complained to Mashiro's father.

"It doesn't matter if my uncle asks me to come. Besides, it's a good choice to come to Japan this time."

Rita blinked at Jingu Yao secretly, and said with a gentle smile on her face.

"Okay, really white! I'll tell your father, since you like to draw cartoons, then try to draw them. Art is never forced by others. If you don't like it, no matter how hard others are forcing you. It's useless... Whether it's me or your father, I really care about you, so I can rest assured that Yaojun is here to take care of you."

Mrs. Shiina looked at Shiro dotingly on her face, her eyes were soft, and she said softly, which parent really doesn't care about children at all?

"...I see, Mom."

Zhenbai's tone was soft, and his expression didn't change even when he faced his parents.

Mrs. Shiina looked down at her watch and said, "...This time I came here in a hurry. I'm afraid Takayuki is busy with work, so I won't bother you this time. Rita, let's go, don't pinch when we wait for the plane. Good order."

"Ok!"

Rita responded with an elegant smile.

"Then Yao-jun, I will trouble you after the truth. You should also know her character. Please bear with her."

Mrs. Shiina said solemnly with an expression of entrusting her daughter.

"Don't worry, Mashiro will not be bullied by me."

Jingu Yao quickly replied.

"Actually...Yo, you can put a collar around Mashiro's neck and a chain, so it won't be too much trouble."

Rita made an idea with a smile on the side.

"That's a good way."

When Mrs. Shiina heard Rita's words, instead of getting angry, she nodded in agreement.

Jingu Yao's face darkened, what do you think of your daughter!

"...Rita, please keep going."

When Mrs. Shiina was about to leave with Rita, Mashiro suddenly spoke.

Those transparent eyes were filled with the touch of ten years with Rita.

"I won't give up this time, Shiro."

With a slight smile at Mashiro, Rita and Mrs. Shiina said goodbye, and the two were about to go to the security check.

Jingu Yao watched the backs of the two of them, preparing to wait until they had completely left, but Rita had just walked two steps before she and Mrs. Shiina whispered something and stopped.

Just when Jingu Yao felt a little strange, Rita turned around abruptly, trotted over, and under Jingu Yao's surprised eyes, she hugged him and kissed him.

It was not an ordinary kiss, but a lingering tongue kiss. She came and went quickly, her lips overlapped, and the corners of her mouth dripped with silver threads, and Rita's moving whispers were also displayed in Jingu. He whispered in his ear: "...I'll be back soon."

He turned around gracefully, leaving behind a string of silver bell-like laughter.

Zhenbai on the side stared at the two people's tongue kiss with wide eyes, breathing a little short, and instinctively placed both hands on his chest, where there was a pain of being torn.

"Rita...is the enemy."

She murmured dully, even gnashing her teeth.

Why are you moving faster than me? !

Not far away, Mrs. Shiina shook her head and smiled bitterly, "...It's not going to be smooth sailing for Shiro in the future. I hope you don't fall into the situation you are now like your mother. Hey, that family really killed us."

After Rita and Mrs. Shiina had completely left, Jingu Yaocai recovered a little.

For some reason, he had an impulse in his heart, and he took out his mobile phone and sent an email to his fiancée.

[Yao: Which day in these two weeks do you have Kung Fu? 】