My Ending Can't Be Hit by a Hatchet

And between Kazama Nami's eyebrows, Taisuke saw a trace of haze hidden in it.

This is one of the basic qualities of public relations workers. They need to observe the subtle expressions of their guests subtly, because they need to communicate and have in-depth conversations with their guests.

"If Miss Kazama doesn't mind, you can talk to me, this is my duty to you."

Nami Kazama did not expect Taisuke to have such keen observation skills, and the expression on her face could not help but pause slightly.

But in the next second, her face completely sank.

She raised the wine glass in her hand and poured all the wine in the glass into her mouth.

The too violent action made Kazama Nami choke, and with a fierce cough, red wine overflowed from the corner of her mouth, crossed the white jade neck, and dripped into the plump chest and abdomen.

Taisuke hastily picked up a tissue from the table and wiped it for her, and stretched out his other hand to gently pat her back.

After a while, Nami Kazama regained her breath, leaning her body slightly back against the backrest.

This movement of hers fully revealed her mature and plump body, slender waist, plump buttocks, and full breasts.

Especially the chest, because of the coughing just now, the liquid sprayed out flowed to the chest, soaking the chest of her office OL outfit, and the white shirt was tightly attached to the skin, covering the black inside. The lace bra is exposed.

"Miss Kazama, please don't be so excited."

Taisuke just glanced at the chest that filled the shirt, then retracted it, and gently wiped the remaining alcohol on Kazama Nami's body.

But his glance was still noticed by Nami Kazama.

While he was still wiping Kazama Nami, the palm of his hand was suddenly grasped tightly by a white and tender hand, and then he pulled hard, and Taisuke was pulled to Kazama Nami's side, and the two held tightly together Leaning on the backrest.

Because of the drunkenness, Nami Kazama's white and tender cheeks had two halos of wine, and a pair of charming big eyes looked hazy.

She turned her head and faced Taisuke with her delicate face with light makeup.

"Taisuke, do you think I'm pretty?"

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pS: It seems that there is only three shifts today. Tomorrow afternoon, I will go to the Shuke editorial department to meet my charming orange big dick sister and the cute little northwest fairy.

Chapter 87 Tokyo is extraordinarily hot tonight 2

The lights in the shop were dim, allowing people to see the person opposite them, but it was still hazy.

Under the ambiguous lighting and the deliberate decoration style of couples, the entire public relations store gives people a feeling of a dream of love.

Taisuke raised his eyes, and looked at Nami Kazama, who put her beautiful face in front of him and looked at her with eyes like eyes.

Under the ambiguous light, Taisuke could still see those big eyes shining in the dim light, and the warm breath exhaled from those plump cherry lips.

The scent of the beautiful mature woman's perfume kept getting into Taisuke's nose, and that delicate face was just in front of Taisuke.

Taisuke was completely stunned at this moment, just staring blankly at the drunk beauty beside him, opened his mouth, and subconsciously spoke his mind.

"It's beautiful."

Seeing Taisuke's goose-like expression, Kazama Nami suddenly laughed wildly. This kind of laughter was so piercing and eye-catching in the quiet store.

Taisuke was also awakened by her laughter, and he turned his head and waved to a few waiters who were walking by, signaling that he would deal with it.

This kind of situation has appeared in the public relations shop quite often. After all, the reason why many customers come here is to vent their emotions.

So after seeing Taisuke's gesture, the waiters silently stood back to their original positions, and the other customers in the store just took a look and continued to flirt with their public relations.

"Miss Kazama, does my answer make you feel funny? I really think you are very beautiful, even the most beautiful and attractive woman I have ever met."

Hearing Taisuke's words, Nami Kazama stopped laughing.

She stretched out her tender little hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Regardless of her shortness of breath from the laugh just now, she wrapped her arms around Taisuke's neck.

"Then Taisuke, not Fenghua, if I say, I want you to kiss me and have sex with me now, would you be willing?"

Taisuke lowered his head to look at Nami Kazama. When he saw the pink lips, the straight nose, the drunken eyes, and the mountain peaks that rose and fell due to his panting breath, he felt a sense of urgency in his heart. impulse.

However, he still remembers where this place is and who he is now.

He didn't push away Nami Kazama, who almost hung his upper body on his body, but tilted his head back slightly, keeping a little distance from Nami Kazama's stunning beauty.

"Miss Kazama, don't be like this. I do have a crush on you, Miss Kazama, and I admit that you have great charm, but please pay attention to it."

Hearing what Taisuke said, Kazama Nami glanced up and down, and saw the youthful youthfulness remaining on Taisuke.

This made Kazama Nami twitch the corner of her mouth, then let go of her arms, and her body also left Taisuke's body, leaning against the backrest.

Nami Kazama, who was leaning halfway, had regained her composure a little, and then stretched out her arm again to get the wine on the table.

Seeing her movement, Taisuke hastily reached out and grabbed her little hand.

Kazama Nami gave him a cold look, but when she saw the concern in Taisuke's eyes, the hand that was about to shake off paused, and then retracted.

Taisuke sighed helplessly, then took the initiative to pour one-third of the wine for Nami Kazama, and handed it to her.

"Miss Kazama, if there is something unhappy, you don't need to use this method to dispel it. If you don't mind, you can talk to me."

Kazama Nami reached out to take the wine glass from Taisuke's hand, her long slender legs tightly wrapped in black silk were lazily crossed together, forming a mysterious and charming scene with the professional short skirt.