Humanoid Platinum Star's Inner Love Option

After Kujo Ditaro got out of the car, he immediately went to the back row to catch him.

He pinched the blond man's neck with one hand, and took out the phone from the latter's trouser pocket with the other.

Seeing the up and down recording red lines on the screen, Kujo Ditaro's face instantly became hideous.

"I knew you were recording, you bastard."

“…”

Kohei Imamura was pinched until he was out of breath, and was a little speechless.

Kujo Tetaro waited for a while before letting go.

Imamura Kohei supported the car body, panting intermittently.

"You...you really want to...strangle me..."

"Strangle you? You think lightly."

Kujo Ditaro raised his head, looked at the two people who came out from the other side, and waved: "Why are you going? Give me the phone."

When Kitahara Iori heard the words, she immediately woke up the girl beside her.

"Miss Kako, quickly give the phone to Di Taro."

"No, if Di Taro sees this, he will definitely beat me to death!"

Yoshiko Hanabata shook her head resolutely, her face with regular features became more and more distinct.

"But you say this now..." Kitahara Iori was taken aback, and said in a deep voice, "Sister Jiazi, there are bananas in the sky!"

"What? Where?!"

Kako Hanabata looked up at the sky, and before she could look around a few times, she was pressed against the car door.

Kitahara Iori grinned grinningly, and shouted, "Brother Di! I caught her! Come on!"

"What? You plot against me!"

"What are you talking about? I'm from Brother Di! Come on, Brother Di!"

"Naive, I survived the mixed doubles between Xiao Ming and Di Taro, you are...too weak!"

When Kitahara Iori was in a trance, she suddenly fell down.

Huabata Yoshiko put her hands on her hips, and after a condescending Zhang Yang smiled, she turned around and was about to run away.

Kujo Ditaro blocked the way, stretched out his hand and said: "I can consider it at my own discretion, give me the phone."

"Discretionary consideration?"

"Well, consider how to die for you at your discretion."

"That is not negotiable!"

Yoshiko Hanabata bent her knees and jumped into the car with hands and feet.

But in the blink of an eye, she jumped off from the other side.

After rolling around smoothly, the orange-haired girl ran away madly.

"This sister..."

Kitahara Iori stood up, looked at the figure that was quickly going away, and exclaimed: "This sister...is really a genius in a certain way."

"I really don't want to talk to this idiot." Kujo Tetaro pinched the black-haired man's shoulder and asked, "What text message did she send?"

"Brother Di, it's actually nothing. It can be explained clearly. Brother Di, why don't you go after him?"

"Why are you chasing her? Lowering my IQ?"

Kujo Tetaro took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Xiao Ming, Jia Zi is doing something stupid again, you keep her for me...Okay, I'll go there later."

Kujo Ditaro hung up the phone, beckoned and said, "Let's walk there, the car is parked here."

"Alright Brother Di, I'll go and bring you Gengping."

Kitahara Iori smiled obsequiously, and Ma Zai's face was vividly displayed.

Imamura Kohei originally wanted to run away quietly, but after being called out suddenly, he had to stay where he was.

The three of them walked together, and in a short while, they came to the front of a residential building.

"Brother Di, is this sister Jiazi's home?"

"My friend has gone home a long time ago, so I can only set the location at her house. The two of them are neighbors."

Kujo Tetaro explained while taking out his mobile phone to send a message.

With a creak, the door of the next room suddenly opened.

The black-haired man with an impatient expression leaned out half of his body, waved his hands and said, "I'll hold that idiot, come here."

"Isn't this Taro?"

Kujo Ditaro heard the sound and looked, subconsciously replied: "Kako's bitch mother?"

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

As the saying goes, like a mother, like a daughter.

Seeing the orange-haired woman walking towards him, Kujo Toitaro spat in disgust.

"You brat, you must be rude."

"Politeness is for normal people, do you deserve it?"

"I'm your elder, and are you qualified to say this?"

Mrs. Hanabata, who was wearing a ponytail over her shoulders, crossed her arms without showing any weakness.

Kujo Ditaro still has business to do, so he simply didn't bother to talk nonsense, and waved his hands: "Okay, okay, I didn't come to ask you to practice skills, I have other things to do, so let's do it first."

"Are you going to Xiaoming's house? Jiazi is getting tired of Xiaoming. Do you want to be light bulbs so much?"

Mrs. Huabata stopped the three of them from going, and said righteously: "For the happiness of my daughter, I will not let you go."

"We don't have the time to spare. We are [-] years old. Can we do something reliable?"

"What do you know! If Jiazi doesn't get together with a good man like Xiao Ming, my old age will be over. Do you understand the seriousness of the situation?!"

"Oh, yeah, get out of the way."

Kujo Tetaro stretched out his hand, making a gesture to push away the woman in front of him.

Yoshiko Hanabata took a step back and rubbed the corners of her eyes pretending to be sad.

"Can't you be a poor girl like me, who is as beautiful as a flower? Please~please~~"

"(Fuck dish)!"

Hearing these words, the faces of the three of them were covered with veins in unison.

Before Toshitaro Kujo opened his mouth, Kitahara Iori, who was carrying out the concept of horse boy, began to flatter him.

"Brother Di, leave this aunt to us, you can go there quickly."

"I can't help it either! I'm in my forties, and my anger almost burns through my stomach!"

"Okay, you guys pay attention."

After Totaro Kujo left a word, he walked around to the side.

Mrs. Huabata just wanted to stop, but bumped into the two of them head-on.

While Kitahara Iori clenched her fists, she did not forget to twist her neck.

"Auntie, there is no way."

"You two two-year-olds, let me get out of the way."

"You old woman, you're already old, and you're still pretending to be tender here?"

"Old woman?"

Mrs. Huabata was stunned for a moment, clenched her hands into fists, and her face was extremely gloomy.

Kitahara Iori took a step back and said vigilantly, "What... do you want?"

"Go away! You little brat who has no future at first sight!"

Mrs. Huabata stepped a little, and rushed out quickly.

"What the hell are you..."

Kitahara Iori's face was ferocious, and he stretched out his hand to stop him furiously.

"Useless useless!"

Mrs. Huabata suddenly lowered her head and came to the back of the two of them.

Kitahara Iori couldn't react in time, only heard a click, and a cold touch came from his wrist.

"you..."

Imamura Kohei looked back, and saw the orange-haired woman squatting on the ground with a distorted and terrifying face.

"You two trash, you still want to fight with me? Just play with two people and three legs honestly."

"What...? Damn, where did you get the handcuffs?"

"Young man, my mother has walked through more Shura fields than you have eaten. What's wrong with some handcuffs?"

Mrs. Huabata stood up, took a step back, and turned her head to leave.

The two met each other and rushed out without saying a word.

Mrs. Hanabata senses the crisis, but it's too late.

Looking back at the two people hugging her thighs, she struggled hard.

"Old woman, it's useless no matter how many Shura fields you walk through. Give us the key."