The other world starts with debt

A crisp sound was heard, followed by the chairman's suppressed roar.

"Get out!"

"......"

"Bang"

After a while, the door was pushed open violently, making a violent vibration.

Daimon Bimura came out and saw Ito Yuezhi standing in front of the door. He glared at him fiercely, bumped his shoulder and left.

Ito Yuezhi's eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything after all, looking up into the office.

The breeze gently blew the gauze curtains, sending in the bright sunshine, shining on Daimon Naoko.

One hand was placed on the windowsill to support his weak body, and the other hand held the mobile phone against his ear. His eyes were red and he looked at Ito Yuezhi with a cold look.

Ito Yuezhi regretted a little that he shouldn't have eavesdropped on this melon because of curiosity.

With a slight bow, Ito Yuezhi was about to run away.

"Come back!"

Naoko Daimon shouted, her voice like a biting cold wind, blowing Ito Yuezhi back.

She opened her mouth, and seemed to want to say something, but at this time the phone was connected.

......

In a luxurious office, a skinny middle-aged man sat in his seat, holding glasses in one hand and stretching his hand under the desk, as if pressing something.

"Hello."

"Husband, there have been many problems with the travel curtain recently, and they don't obey my management..."

"Woo~Kawa-kun, who is calling~"

Suddenly, a coquettish cry came from the other end of the phone, which made Naoko Daimon's words stagnate.

"Speak softly, it's my wife calling."

Daiko Daimon touched the female secretary's head and pressed it harder.

The female secretary rolled her eyes at him unhappily, saying to speak softly? You didn't cover it up yourself.

"Hello, wife, where were you just talking about?"

Naoko Daimon bit her red lips tightly with silver teeth, which turned white, and she uttered a few words with difficulty.

"You take care of the brigade."

"Oh, I know, I know, I'll hang up if there's nothing else."

Damon Chuan perfunctorily said, and without waiting for Naoko Daimon to say anything, he hung up the phone directly.

"Beep-beep-"

"......"

"Baka!"

The phone was thrown to the ground, and the screen instantly shattered into a spider web.

Damon Naoko was so angry that she was shaking, and the anger in her heart burned her fullness and kept rising and falling, and the red OL uniform was vibrating.

"Men, as expected, are not good things."

Even if it was an angry curse, the well-cultivated voice was still pleasant, but full of anger, and there was a trace of unnoticeable resentment.

Ito Yuezhi pursed her lips, quietly watching the most respected woman in the school get angry, silently lowering her eyes to reduce her presence.

"Come here!"

Suddenly, Naoko Daimon set her sights on Ito Yuezhi, with a bad look.

"Chairman."

Walking slowly in front of Naoko Daimon, Ito Yuezhi greeted softly.

Naoko Daimon's height of 170cm is very high among women, and now she is wearing high heels, which makes her stand out from the crowd.

However, Ito Yuezhi, who is standing in front of her, is still a head taller than her.

She looked up at him, his handsome face blended with the bright sunshine, his short black hair swaying in the breeze, and her shadow reflected in his dark pupils.

Looking at this handsome face, Naoko Daimon's eyes flashed a trace of cruelty.

'Trampling him, ravaging him...'

"You heard everything."

"..."

Ito Yuezhi knew that it was useless to say anything, and could only wait quietly for Naoko Daimon's disposal.

Seeing that Ito Yuezhi didn't speak, Naoko Daimon grabbed his collar, pulled him down with force, and forced him to bend down and look at her.

"Speak!"

Her eyes revealed ferocity, as if she wanted to vent all her anger on Ito Yuezhi.

"Chairman, I..."

"What kind of man is this, you're so nagging!"

Ito Yuezhi just opened his mouth, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Daimon Naoko.

She leaned forward, slightly bent over, and the fruit slowly fell under the influence of gravity. Her originally plump figure now looked even more dizzy, and the oppression made people hold their breath.

She walked forward step by step, forcing Ito Yuezhi to retreat until her calves tripped and fell on the sofa.

Looking up, the sunlight was very dazzling, and Ito Yuezhi couldn't help but squint his eyes and look at Daimon Naoko. She had very white skin and still looked very young, not at all like a woman in her forties.

It seemed that because she was too angry, her face turned slightly red, but it was not obvious, which softened her frowning and slightly cold facial features, and added a bit of charm.

Chapter 131 Chairman's Threat

The June sun was particularly scorching, and the rolling heat waves made the summer cicadas chirp non-stop on the trees.

The cicadas' chirping was particularly noisy, and it spread into the office, making Daimon Naoko even more furious and irritated.

She frowned tightly, lowered her eyes and looked at Ito Yuezhi who was half-leaning on the sofa.

The messy hair and the neat shirt were messy. Due to the hot weather, he had unbuttoned a button on his collar, and now it was open in a V-shaped mouth, revealing the sexy collarbone and the beautiful muscle curve of his chest.

The sunlight was very dazzling, shining in from the window, just shining directly into Ito Yuezhi's eyes, forcing him to close his eyes slightly at this time, as if he was still asleep.

The air was filled with a sultry atmosphere, and the fire in Naoko Daimon's heart seemed to be fueled, and there was something strange in the depths of her eyes.

'This Ito Yuezhi is quite pretty...'

Recalling that her husband was having an affair outside, and shamelessly brought the mistress home in front of her.

Naoko Daimon was even more angry, and she also felt a little uncomfortable looking at Ito Yuezhi.

'If I destroy him...'

Naoko Daimon couldn't suppress this emotion in her heart, and she would destroy what she couldn't get.

Naoko Daimon and her husband were in a political marriage, and their relationship was not as harmonious as outsiders imagined, and her husband looked ordinary and was weak.

When she was young, she often envied those peers who could freely fall in love with handsome guys.

But as she grew older, when she had her son, Daimon Rinpoche, she hid that desire deep in her heart.

She seemed to become like another person, from a talkative person, to becoming more and more cold.

Her personality became more and more extreme, and she became paranoid about the importance of studying.

"Mom, are you attracted to that pretty boy?"

The words of her son Daimon Ryumura seemed to be vivid in her mind.

'Since everyone in your family doesn't value me so much...'

After staring at Ito Yuezhi again, Daimon Naoko turned and walked to the window, closed the window, and pulled up the inner non-light-transmitting curtains.

The office suddenly fell into a dark face.

Turning around again, she closed and locked the door.

"Click"

The last ray of light seemed to be wiped off Daimon Naoko's face with the sound of the door closing, leaving only the dim light in her eyes.

Seemingly relieved, like expectation.

When she walked to the sofa again, Ito Yuezhi had already propped himself up from the sofa, and he sat quietly.

Her sexy lips were gently pursed. In Daimon Naoko's view, Ito Yuezhi was wronged, but she was suffering from her power and dared not get angry. She could only protest without saying a word!

Naoko Daimon's eyes flickered, her lust rose, and a sense of destruction burst out in her heart.

She used to pay great attention to Ito Yuezhi, who was an excellent student, and tried her best to help him maintain his academic performance.

However, now, she really wants to see what the fallen Ito Yuezhi looks like.

Dust-covered in the cold appearance, the lust in the depths of her heart quietly cracked a gap.

Holding her chest, she looked down at Ito Yuezhi's handsome face and strong body. Suddenly, Naoko Daimon raised her foot abruptly, and the tip of her rubber high heels stepped on Ito Yuezhi's chest, leaving a gray shoe print.

The high heels were very hard, and Naoko Daimon used a lot of strength, which caught Ito Yuezhi off guard and made him groan slightly.

"Hmm."

The boy's voice was originally low and pleasant, but this slightly painful moan made Naoko Daimon hear a bit of temptation, which made her heart tremble.

She leaned over, stretched out her hand and lifted Ito Yuezhi's chin, forcing him to look at her.

Raising his eyes, Ito Yuezhi's stunned pupils reflected the blurred silhouette of Daimon Naoko.

Under the frameless glasses, there were Daimon Naoko's phoenix eyes full of thoughts. The color inside was like a black hole, making people fall into it unconsciously.

"Zhi Jun, I'll call you that."

Daimon Naoko smiled. Although she had an abstinence face, she looked evil at this time.

"Zhi Jun, I remember you were specially recruited..."

Ito Yuezhi was dazed, and the voice in his ear seemed to be blurred.

His mind was already confused by the more beautiful scenery, and his mind was dizzy.

The OL short skirt that Daimon Naoko wore was very fitting, and the slim fabric tightly fit her round and perky peach.

At this time, she raised her right leg high and stepped on Ito Yuezhi's chest. The ripe peach seemed to burst the fabric of the short skirt.

The short skirt only covered part of the thigh. It was so high-profile that it was forced to roll up a little, and the scenery under the skirt was naturally revealed to Ito Yuezhi's eyes.

Enchanting purple.

'I didn't expect that the chairman looked arrogant and cold, but he was so bold and enchanting inside. '

The scattered thoughts suddenly associated, and the mind became more trance, and Ito Yuezhi's eyes were slightly blurred.

"...... You don't want to fail to graduate~"

When I came back to his senses, Ito Yuezhi only heard this sentence clearly.

"Chairman..."

The peach blossom eyes were slightly watery, and she was silent. In the eyes of Naoko Daimon, Ito Yuezhi was afraid, and her heart was more excited.

The plump and plump thighs pressed forward more vigorously, and the soles of the high heels trampled on Ito Yuezhi's chest.

"Hmm? Why don't you say anything?"

Seeing that Ito Yuezhi only said "Chairman" and didn't follow up, Daimon Naoko increased the strength of her legs. She wanted to hear more of Ito Yuezhi's "screams".

The white thigh skin was as delicate as snow in the dim environment. She was already a woman in her forties, and Daimon Naoko's skin was not as elastic and tight as that of a girl.

She ravaged Ito Yuezhi, and while shaking, the soft and glutinous thigh flesh gradually showed a flesh-colored ripple.

As if you could sink into it with a slight pinch, it made people want to take a bite.

Ito Yuezhi reluctantly moved away from the scenery on his legs and looked at Naoko Daimon. Her cheeks were flushed at some point, and her eyes revealed a look of satisfaction and intoxication.