The other world starts with debt

[So, after a long time of thinking, although Gongzi may be resentful, I eventually made a decision. ]

[I want Kyoko ‘lucky’ blessing, I want to become happy too! ] (〃? ノ)

[For this reason, I started to find a candidate, and I must find a person who can control his mouth to perform my plan! ]

[The choice of the character must be cautious ...]

[So, I set the plan first, and the plan was simple. I ordered a fragrance with aphrodisiac effect. ]

[I will create an opportunity to let Kyoko and the man I selected in the case of XX alone in the case of lighting incense. ]

[Xingyu, which has accumulated for so long with Kyoko, must be a fire firewood. ]

[As for the later, I will arrest ... In the end, I forgive Kyoko. ]

[Then inadvertently showed that I recovered because of this. In the end, I will use Kyoko's guilt to ask her to maintain the relationship with XX ...]

[Hope that everything goes well! Amen! ]

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Kyoko Yuedao looked at it, and the record of time was only one day. ‘Okay, let you decide to sell your wife in one day, right? ‘

Kyoko Kyoko, who was burning in anger, couldn't help it, and raised his jade hand to make Yueshima Songichiro slap.

"Are you crazy?"

"..."

Yoshima Satonusichiro silently affected, unable to support his upper body with his elbows, sitting lying down.

"Didi, Didi." After all, I was still going to the worst step. Yueshima Satono only felt that the heart seemed to be held tightly by a powerful tightness, and it was so painful that he could not breathe. ‘Is my relationship with Kyoko still going to end ...’

Yuedao Kyoko's inner anger decreased slightly with the slap, and she was still looking at the man who had been strong for the first time.

Closing his eyes silently, tears slowly scratched his cheeks, Yuedao Kyoko turned around and looked at Moon Island Songichiro.

"I will consider ..."

(If it is a normal person, you should divorce directly, but unfortunately this is the world. ● V ●)

Chapter 38 Executive Plan (Part 1)

Bai Xu was rising, the East was both white, and Ito stopped today it was rare to get a little late today.

"Hmm -ah!" Opening the quilt, Ito stopped lazily stretching his waist, "sleeping so comfortably."

It may be that there were more comfortable things yesterday. I had a dream at night to make Ito stop sleeping and comfortable.

"It's 8 o'clock." Ito stopped turning his mobile phone and replied to some news sent by friends last night. After getting up and washing, he was going to go to Miyama Dao Farm after breakfast.

"Pop," Ito stopped patting his head, "Today is the day of paying rent, I have to tell Sister Masheng."

The rent collection time of Masheng Meiuri is the first Sunday of each month, and today is just Sunday.

However, Ito stopped hospitalization last month. Although it was exempted from the hospitalization fee, it was still a little less stored, and the salary time to pay for Miyashima Dojo was at the end of the month.

This caused Ito to stop the rents of the rest of the money, then the budget of Ito stopped budget this month exceeded the standard.

Open the LINE interface, Ito stopped turning to Masaki Mika, and opened the chat interface with it.

Ito stops: [Sister Aso, today is the day of paying rent. I am not at home today, and I may be late at night to go back. Hold a trace of.jpg] (Unread)

‘Maybe you are still sleeping. ‘Uto thought about it, and then closed his mobile phone to Miyaza Dojo.

Time flies, near noon, Ito stopped receiving a reply from Masaki Mika.

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Masheng Meiuri (small landlord): [I know, let Ito Jun come to my house in the evening. ] (Read)

Ito stops: [Sister Masheng gets up at this time? Little Lazy.jpg] (Readed)

Masheng Meili (Little Landlord): [Hum .jpg] (Read)

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After chatting with Masaki's lily for a while, Ito stopped putting down the phone before going to the kitchen to prepare for today's Miyashima's lunch.

When the crescent moon can be exposed, the sunset sees the sky.

In a blink of an eye, it was at night. Ito stopped came to Yuedao Kyoko's house again.

"Bang" Ito stopped knocking on the door of Kyoko Kyoko Yuedao again.

After opening the door "Ka", Yuedao Kyoko, who was printed in Ito's stop, was still wearing a tight -fitting knitted skirt like yesterday, but it was just a purple dress.

And the rich legs are already wearing a pair of silky black silk stockings. Stockings don't seem to be as thick as yesterday, but thin and thin.

The material of the black silk is thin and transparent, as if the gauze is misty, which makes people think of a layer of mist on the lake on the lake on the moon and night, which reveals the texture of the skin, and adds a bit of mystery and temptation.

Under the hazy light, the black silk brightens slightly, like a flickering star in the night sky, giving people unlimited reveries.

"Come in."

"Oh," somehow, Ito stopped feeling that Yuedao Kyoko's attitude towards him seemed to return to the original, without the softness after the intimate interaction yesterday.

The shoe cabinet at the porch was proficiently put on his own indoor shoes, and Ito stopped heel behind Yuedao Kyoko and came to the living room again.

"You go to the study first, let me pour the water first, and wait for a while to get it."

Yuedao Kyoko asked Ito to stop the study first, and turned to the kitchen.

Ito stopped looking at the back of Kyoko Yuedao and walked into the study himself.

Under the warm light, a faint fragrance filled the air, and the hazy smoke created a charming atmosphere.

"Let me see if the diary from yesterday is still there." Ito Yuezhi went straight to the bookshelf and kept scanning and searching. "Sure enough, it's gone."

The bookshelf had been sorted out, and the books that were originally scattered had now been arranged neatly, tightly stitched, and there was no space between the books.

"Should I tell Tsukishima Morisai?" Ito Yuezhi was a little worried. Although he only read part of it yesterday, Tsukishima Songichiro's idea of ​​cheating was a bit scary.

Ito Yuezhi was worried that if he joined forces with other men to attack Tsukishima Kyoko, it would cause irreversible harm to Tsukishima Kyoko.

"It shouldn't be, Mr. Tsukishima should love Tsukishima Morisai very much, he shouldn't go against Tsukishima Morisai's wishes and make his own decisions, right?..."

"But there is a possibility of movement in that area, which is crazy for a man."

Ito Yuezhi looked down at his brother, he didn't have any worries in that area, he was powerful and powerful, he could bully a loli when he advanced, and he could lift his hips to welcome a queen when he retreated.

"Let's find a suitable time to talk to Tsukishima Morisai."

"Thump, thump," a loud sound of footsteps came from far to near, causing Ito Yuezhi's doubts. He turned around and saw that Tsukishima Kyoko, who was holding two cups at the door of the study, was wearing a pair of shiny high heels.

"Tsukishima Morisai, why do you wear high heels at home?" Ito Yuezhi asked curiously. 'Isn't it uncomfortable to wear high heels at home? '

"It feels like going to work when I wear it like this, and it feels more majestic like Morisai."

Tsukishima Kyoko casually found an excuse to perfunctorily say.

"Then why don't you also wear professional clothes?"

"You are so good, Ito. Are you here for class or to watch the fashion show? You have so many requirements!"

Tsukishima Kyoko glared at Ito Yuezhi unhappily. Why is he like a curious baby, asking about everything? Do you know that curiosity kills the cat? If you know too much, you will be killed by the spirit.

"Come here, first talk about the wrong questions in yesterday's monthly test paper."

Tsukishima Kyoko waved Ito Yuezhi to finish at the desk. Time passed slowly, and in the warm breath, Ito Yuezhi gradually mastered the knowledge points with the clear spring-like explanation.

"Gurgle," Tsukishima Kyoko picked up the water cup next to her to relieve the dry throat, "Take a break first, Ito."

Hearing Tsukishima Kyoko's words, Ito Yuezhi immediately shifted his attention from the test paper. His eyes swept over Tsukishima Kyoko's slender legs in black silk stockings that were put together without any concealment.

"Sensai, look... hehe..."

A sleazy laugh came out of Ito Yuezhi's mouth. He looked at Tsukishima Kyoko and tentatively negotiated with a humble tone.

"Huh ∽" Tsukishima Kyoko thought for even a second, which was disrespectful to the brain circuits of adolescent boys. At that time, the brain was filled in the eyes.

She rolled her eyes at Ito Yuezhi, and Tsukishima Kyoko leaned back in the chair with a book in her hand, saying nothing, and only the "rustling" sound of the pages turning over could be heard.

Ito Yuezhi was like a small fish on the hook, which could only be hung, and depressedly guessed whether the fisherman would retract the fishing rod.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Ito Yuezhi noticed that the diary in Tsukishima Kyoko's hand that was being flipped was somewhat familiar. 'Isn't this Mr. Tsukishima's diary that I picked up yesterday? ’

Chapter 39 Execution Plan (Part 2)

“Sensai,” after hesitating for a moment, Ito Yuezhi decided to tell Tsukishima Kyoko about the special diaries hidden inside. “Sensai, have you read the papers in the notebook?”

“Huh?” Tsukishima Kyoko was shocked. According to Ito Yuezhi, he had already read her husband’s secret and knew her husband’s plan!

“You, have you read it?!”

“I didn’t read it on purpose←_←, but Mr. Tsukishima…”

“…” Ito Yuezhi spoke more and more quietly. After all, he was Tsukishima Kyoko’s husband, so he couldn’t comment too much. Tsukishima Kyoko didn’t say anything either, lowered her head, her eyes dim, and didn’t know what she was thinking.

After a long time, Tsukishima Kyoko raised her head and looked at Ito Yuezhi. “Ito…you…since you already know, then…are you willing to help me…” Tsukishima Kyoko’s pretty face was red, a little embarrassed, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito. If Ito Yuezhi hadn’t been close, I’m afraid he wouldn’t have heard it clearly.

"Sensai, what do you need me to do? I will definitely help you!" Ito Yuezhi's voice was unusually firm. He had a good impression of Sensai, who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Now that she was in trouble, he was naturally willing to help her.

Tsukishima Kyoko felt that she had rolled her eyes a little too many times today. Looking at Ito Yuezhi, she was secretly annoyed. 'You are still pretending. You obviously already knew Song Yilang's plan. Obviously, Sensai, a beautiful woman, took the initiative to deliver herself to the door... and you are still pretending to be a pure boy. '

My husband bullied me, and even you, little Ito, want to practice the tradition of the lower overthrowing the upper and bully Sensai!

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Tsukishima Kyoko couldn't help but throw Ito Yuezhi to the ground with the chair, and bit Ito Yuezhi's shoulder exposed by the diagonal T-shirt with her silver teeth.

Ito Yuezhi was confused. Why did Tsukishima Kyoko suddenly throw him down after he said he would help Sensai? Was he too excited? Then why did she bite me?

Despite this, Ito Yuezhi still felt a secret sense of pleasure at this moment. The soft fragrance entered his arms, and along with the lingering fragrance, it flowed into his nose, soothing Ito Yuezhi's nerves.

The roundness trembled as Tsukishima Kyoko threw herself at Ito Yuezhi, giving Ito Yuezhi a huge sense of oppression.

"Woo woo," the hot breath surrounded Tsukishima Kyoko, subtly giving her a full sense of security. Unable to help herself, she lay in Ito Yuezhi's arms and sobbed softly, and the grievances from last night seemed to be vented like a torrent.

Gently stroking back and forth between Tsukishima Kyoko's smooth hair, Ito Yuezhi quietly comforted Tsukishima Kyoko in this way.

When the emotions were vented, Tsukishima Kyoko's mind returned to rationality again. 'Um--How embarrassing! How did you suddenly lose control! '

Tsukishima Kyoko buried her face deeply, hiding in Ito Yuezhi's broad and warm arms, too ashamed to raise her head.

Feeling the movement in her arms gradually subsiding, Ito Yuezhi did not stop the action in her hands, but just called out softly. "Sensai... is it better?"

"Ito..." Tsukishima Kyoko took a deep breath, feeling her body getting hotter and hotter under the influence of the incense. She had decided to take the initiative and block Ito Yuezhi's mouth to make him forget his embarrassing scene.

Ito Yuezhi nodded and looked at Tsukishima Kyoko. Just as she caught a glimpse of the charming look on her blushing face, her blurred eyes quickly enlarged in Ito Yuezhi's eyes.

Ito Yuezhi's lips were blocked, and a delicate and gentle cold fragrance with Tsukishima Kyoko's characteristics came from her lips.

The sober mind sank instantly and turned into a hot power, driving Ito Yuezhi to cooperate with Tsukishima Kyoko's kiss.

As the kiss deepened, the breathing began to intertwine, and the air became hot and heavy. The heartbeat accelerated, as if it was about to jump out of the chest, and only the other person's breath, taste and temperature remained in his mind.

"Bo∽"

After a long time, when the two lips slowly parted, what was left was a sigh of satisfaction and an unsatisfied desire.

Ito Yuezhi and Tsukishima Kyoko looked at each other affectionately, and the silver thread connected seemed to be a single-plank bridge connecting the two people's throbbing.

The hot breath intertwined, like the scorching heat before the storm, brewing an unprecedented storm, about to sweep the two people in the center of the storm.

"Sensai, is it okay?" Ito Yuezhi asked with a breath, her teeth slightly open.

Tsukishima Kyoko was not as shy as a girl, not to mention that under the influence of incense, Yuwang had confused her mind.

She did not answer Ito Yuezhi's question, but told him the answer with practical actions.

She gently held Ito Yuezhi's broad palm and slowly led it to the soft and glutinous, fat-accumulated small belly.

She raised her head and kissed Ito Yuezhi again.

Chapter 40 The Wife Next Door

"I'll consider it..."

Suddenly, the pale-faced Tsukishima Matsuichiro thought he was hallucinating. He looked up at his wife standing at the door of the study. He wanted to ask, but he didn't dare. He slapped himself a few times in a daze.