I'm a hustler in Tokyo

She is wearing a white professional suit, and her huge plumpness and wonderful cold white skin make people indulge in it.

She had a cold face, and the aura of a superior person emanated from the inside out.A face similar to Rina Hayakawa confirmed her identity. Seeing her look like this, Lu Chuan's mouth curled up slightly.

His attitude aroused the school director's dissatisfaction, and she frowned as if hoping that he could change his attitude.

But Lu Chuan's eyes were all on the school director, and Mrs. Hayakawa's chest felt soft.

The chest that rose and fell with her breathing was like jade beads falling into the cotton bed, bringing up a dense wave of fresh milk in her entrance.

The skin on his face was thick and white, and he could already smell the fragrance and sweetness from the distance between them.

As expected of the mother of Hayakawa Rina's little beauty, she is indeed a very charming beauty.

Mrs. Hayakawa seemed to see the greed in his eyes, so she subconsciously moved her chair in disgust.

Mrs. Hayakawa felt that this student had a little disgusting thoughts about her.

When she moved the chair, Lu Chuan pressed her toes against the chair, preventing her from moving at all.

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They appeared here now because they saw the message Lu Chuan sent to her. After sending her daughter back, Mrs. Hayakawa invited Lu Chuan to this cafe.

She wanted to confront the boy about the reason for doing this, and she wanted to know what the boy in front of her wanted to do, and at the same time, she gave the boy a little warning.

After all, he is the director of this school.

Helplessly, Mrs. Hayakawa looked at Lu Chuan in front of her.

"You are still a student. Aren't you afraid that doing such inappropriate things will affect your future?"

"Is Mrs. Hayakawa asking me to have coffee as a parent, or as a school director?"

"Of course it's the parents."

"Then my attention can only prove that Mrs. Hayakawa's charm is still there. Will it affect my future?"

"you!"

Mrs. Hayakawa was easily angered by Lu Chuan.

She snorted, picked up her phone, and opened the photo album.Videos of him and Rina Hayakawa were circulated.

Mrs. Hayakawa opened it and drew a short video of the two of them at the school warehouse door with her fingertips.

Then she looked at him with an extremely shameless and contemptuous look.

His slightly noble and arrogant features were raised slightly, and his words were as unruly as a reward.

"Classmate Lu Chuan, I hope you won't do this little trick again. I hope you can stay away from my daughter, Rina Hayakawa. She has very good grades, and I don't want her to delay her studies and future because of some dregs of society."

"Ms. Hayakawa, do you want me to stay away from Rina-san?"

"Yes."

"Aren't you afraid that your daughter's private videos will be exposed?"

The video of Lu Chuan's more explosive alley has not been shown to him yet.

The warehouse can only be regarded as seasoning for one's own counterattack.

"Hey, what video?

Stop scaring me with these things.Even if there is, you are the one who faked it.You are about to enter a higher school. As a school director, I have the right to let you drop out of school temporarily, and Lu Chuan probably doesn’t want to drop out. "

"Holy shit! Shouldn't this sentence come from your mouth? It seems that Mrs. Hayakawa is very familiar with these routines. You were completely manipulated, which made you very unhappy. You decided to find Mrs. Hayakawa's flaw and then brought her into the coffee The toilet in the hall is of good value..."

"Indeed, but madam, you don't want Rina Hayakawa to miss her entrance to school because of this matter."

Facing Lu Chuan's answer, Mrs. Hayakawa's expression froze, as she had rarely been criticized like this.

But she was unwilling to talk to Lu Chuan. She lightly frowned at Qiyue Zhu's curved eyebrows.

With the delicate figure of a woman, she vividly expresses her strength and aggression by slamming the coffee on the table.

The originally cozy cafe suddenly became eerily silent. Lu Chuan stopped talking and just looked at her with a rather cold expression.

The two looked at each other, and there was an unyielding strength in their eyes.

It took a long time for Lu Chuan to open his mouth and reveal a cold smile.

"I hope Mrs. Hayakawa will not regret what she said today."

The negotiations between the two ended in failure.

It is indeed difficult to coerce a strong woman, and someone like Mrs. Hayakawa must use different methods.

Lu Chuan already had a special idea in mind. He had to create more powerful evidence of coercion.

Before leaving, Mrs. Hayakawa looked at him with disdain, as if she was telling him something sharp and pointed.

Lu Chuan was a little annoyed and angry, but at this moment, the narration in his head sounded again.

[Mrs. Hayakawa is a strong woman. If she fails to negotiate head-on, she will retaliate behind the scenes.With your transparency, go to the subway station to find her and take revenge. Madam, you don’t want to fantasize about being touched on the subway...】

Lu Chuan immediately stood up and left the subway station with Mrs. Hayakawa.

Lu Chuan followed directly.

The advice given by the narrator is good, and the transparent man has just been refreshed and the time has reached 10 minutes!

You have what it takes to do something special.

Along with the title: the activation of timely transparent people.

Lu Chuan slowly became transparent and then disappeared completely.

Lu Chuan followed Mrs. Hayakawa into the subway station.

As soon as you enter, you will see a row of tall, grand and open elevators.

Lu Chuan stood behind Mrs. Hayakawa and sniffed her aroma with a hint of coffee.

Mrs. Hayakawa shuddered as soon as she arrived at the subway station. His charming face turned away and then he turned back with a look of confusion.

The subway's air-conditioning has always been famous for being abundant and free of charge. As the crowds of people were leaving, only those who had just gotten off the bus squeezed onto the subway from the other side of the bus and Lu Chuan almost got lost.

The menacing flow of people patrolled like bandits.

Lu Chuan followed Mrs. Hayakawa, who was wearing professional formal attire, and entered the subway with her.

Her snow-white skin kept trembling in the subway station. There were so many people in the subway that she could only hold on to the handrails.And he remained motionless with his head raised, fearing that he would touch the hands of some dirty passer-by.

Lu Chuan took this opportunity to reach out and put his hand on her waist. The slightly voluptuous yet tight waistline was amazing.

Mrs. Hayakawa screamed softly, her heart beating very fast.

She turned her head, holding her breath and turning her head slightly to look behind her.It turned out to be deserted, not a single suspicious person in sight.

But the senses on her body were still being soothed by the burning heat like a big hand, and her waist was slightly itchy from being touched.

As the subway gradually stopped at the next station, it opened wide, and the crowds of people disappeared again.

But the itching in her waist continued, as if she was being embraced by a male body.

Her eyes widened and she looked around as if she'd seen a ghost.

It wasn't until the people around her looked at her a little strangely that she finally withdrew her gaze. She closed her eyes tightly for a while before opening them again and looking back suddenly.

What she saw were the indifferent faces of passers-by, and there was no pair of hands on her waist that she could feel.

She shivered suddenly, feeling that her body was no longer as cold as before.

Just when she thought everything was an illusion, the itching and wonderful feeling as if being touched by her palms came again.

She was so stunned by panic that she subconsciously whispered "No."

The way other people looked at her became even weirder, but the senses on their bodies not only did not disappear.

Instead, he took a step closer to her!

Mrs. Hayakawa looked panicked, feeling that she might have suffered from a short-term paranoia.Since I have never had that aspect of my life, I have developed misconceptions.

This feeling caused her brain to shut down immediately. She had never encountered such an incident in her life and was completely dumbfounded at this moment.

Inadvertently, the hands began to attack the defense line of her soft jade rabbit, and she felt that the belt behind her back seemed to collapse at this moment.The buttons on the back of her bra were hanging loosely on her back.

The softness of the restraints also dissipated at this moment.

This shameful feeling completely flustered the traditional and strong Mrs. Hayakawa, and the invasion continued in her eyes, which were red with shame and anger.

Chapter 115: Theft by the transparent man

At this moment, Mrs. Hayakawa looked around like a newly born, ignorant and timid fawn.

Lu Chuan, who was standing behind Mrs. Hayakawa, looked completely different from the arrogant and flamboyant look in the cafe just now. Looking at Mrs. Hayakawa's appearance, Lu Chuan narrowed his eyes and had evil thoughts coming out.

It would be great if I could push her to the ground effortlessly, then eat her up and take revenge!

He gently stroked Mrs. Hayakawa's long hair with his fingers, and her black hair fell down.The young woman's big wavy hair and confused and panic-filled eyes caused ripples in people's hearts.

Seeing that the usually powerful female school director in front of him was now extremely panicked, Lu Chuan placed his right hand on the back of Mrs. Hayakawa's head and stroked it down her back through the black hair.

Not only did he touch Mrs. Hayakawa's waist again, he even put a hand under his leg to gently touch Mrs. Hayakawa's hip-covering skirt.

Mrs. Hayakawa snorted, wrapping her arms softly around her chest in a protective gesture.

Poor Mrs. Hayakawa thought she had a mental problem, so she tried to protect herself while trying not to say anything.

Mrs. Hayakawa, whose legs were trembling together and protected by a soft pair, immediately found a seat and sat down when the next wave of people left on the subway.

The naive Mrs. Hayakawa thought she could sit back and relax like this, but unexpectedly she suddenly felt a hand wrapped around her body.

There was even a dishonest hand that reached into Mrs. Hayakawa's hip-covering pants and caressed the black stockings. Mrs. Hayakawa trembled violently when she caressed the root of Mrs. Hayakawa's thigh.

The palm touched the middle of Mrs. Hayakawa's inner thigh, and Mrs. Hayakawa's thigh felt silky wetness.

At this moment, Mrs. Hayakawa couldn't help but think about what if that hand could be seen.

Then his index finger quickly swiped through the hot and humid gap based on his feeling, and whether he could easily draw out a wisp of viscous liquid.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Hayakawa's originally shameful and resistant heart became filled with a hint of hidden desire.

Although she is no longer a girl, Mrs. Hayakawa clearly does not have much experience.

Mrs. Hayakawa's red ears were in sharp contrast with the delicate skin on her neck. Mrs. Hayakawa's strength to protect her chest gradually weakened as the hands touching her legs lost her defense.

Those hands carefully caressed every inch of the girl's tender skin.

Then he pressed his five fingers on Mrs. Hayakawa's soft body that was erect unconsciously due to emotion. It was still exciting even through a layer of shirt and bra.

Mrs. Hayakawa's softness is extremely well developed, and it feels good when kneaded. The smooth and elastic soft touch is irresistible.

After being rubbed for a while, Mrs. Hayakawa lowered her head and shouted softly to suppress her excitement. "Ah~"

Mrs. Hayakawa moaned and gasped passionately. Mrs. Hayakawa's brain was short-circuited for a moment as she was being held and kneaded lovingly by both hands in the subway.

In just a few seconds, Mrs. Hayakawa began to tremble slightly.

His whole body trembled to its peak amidst the rapid wails, and the small tremors all over his body were even exchanged for friendly greetings from others.

"Madam, are you feeling unwell? Are you okay?"

"Huh? No..."

Mrs. Hayakawa responded softly, her whole body already separated from the aloof female school director.

If this lady, who trembled and changed her attitude after being caressed, knew that it was Lu Chuan who did all these extraordinary things for Mrs. Hayakawa, she might faint from shame and anger.

Mrs. Hayakawa stretched her neck, and like a kitten, she reached into the inside of her shirt through her suit and rubbed her softness with her hands a few times.

Lu Chuan, on the other hand, sneered at Mrs. Hayakawa's slightly emotional look.

He looked at the female school director who was immersed in soothing himself, and his bad taste suddenly aroused.

Lu Chuan stretched out his hand and held the disheveled lady softly.

Mrs. Hayakawa, who was still immersed in the beauty when she kneaded hard, was shocked and suddenly came back to her senses. Mrs. Hayakawa looked at the surrounding subway environment with wide eyes and disbelief.

And the comfortable and painful sensory stimulation really lingered on Mrs. Hayakawa's body.

"Woo~"

Shivering, he ducked back, trying to ease his pain.

While resisting the desire and pain, Mrs. Hayakawa had to endure not to make any sound.