Why does the Ruined King still fall in love?

This is the threat of a straight ball!Ebina Himina!

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"Okay! Come here today, call it a day!"

"It's finally over! Yumiko-chan. I thought it would be delayed until night!"

After the long filming work, I breathed a sigh of relief, and when I was about to pack up and leave, I heard a coquettish greeting.

"Yes, Ms. Isshiroba. I also want to thank you for helping me delay the photoshoot today!" Although physically and mentally exhausted, he still answered her words with a smile.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Yumiko-chan can be considered my senior sister."

Although it wasn't until today that I found out that the partner was actually my high school junior, but it was the first time to point it out directly.

I didn't expect to have an intersection with my former school girl at work, what a world!In recent years, her modeling work has also been on the right track. Even if she can't be said to be a big-name supermodel, she is still a little famous.

After having some capital, because of my parents—even if I can’t be equal now, it’s not difficult to be independent—and in order to get closer to Hayato Hayama, I decided to shift the focus of my work to Chiba, and settled down in Chiba by the way. .

I have my own house, car, independent economic autonomy, and some achievements in work. This kind of self is enough to be proud of, whether it is in front of Yumiko Miura's family or Hayato Hayama.Although there may not be as many opportunities in Chiba as before, as long as I work harder, all difficulties will not be difficult.

Since there is no bread to eat, why not eat desserts with butter?

"Yumiko-chan? Yumi-ko!"

A colorful feather dragged me out of my memory, I like to think about it very much recently.

I don't know what's wrong, hey, it's really hard for adults to live.

"I didn't expect Yumiko-chan to become a big model! Although Yumiko-chan in high school is full of aura..."

Full of aura?It's a cliché.I just don't want to interact with unnecessary people and act like that.

"As soon as I heard that Yumiko-chan was going back to work in Chiba, I wanted to invite Yumiko-chan to be our cover model...but I never got the time for Yumiko-chan! Haha!"

Yi Caiyu tilted her head with an awkward smile, she seemed to have been like this since high school, always with a pitiful expression.

Speaking of which, she seems to have had...a different relationship with Hayama Hayato in high school?

"But fortunately, this time I finally reached a cooperation with Yumiko Miura! I will take care of you in the future!"

Can she read minds?Always interrupts my train of thought.A harmless smiling face makes it hard to refuse.

This kind of woman is too difficult to deal with. Although my good friend Ebina Himina is also this type of woman, Ebina Himina is always my close friend, and I can completely trust Ebina Himena.

But I'm not familiar with Yishiyu... It's better to have as little contact with her as possible.

"Okay, there will be a chance to...uh...cooperate in the future."

here we go again!This headache that comes and goes without a trace, I'd better go back as soon as possible.

"What's wrong? Yumiko Miura... I saw you were distracted from the beginning of filming, are you sick?"

"It's okay! Hugh... Just go back and rest for a while."

so annoying!You woman, I just want to get out of here quickly.

"Oh, is it?"

"Yes..." Surprised by the vertical change of Yi Caiyu's tone from the sky to the ground, I looked back at her face.

"Ms. Yumiko Miura, you still need to take care of your health! If you fall ill, no one will wait for you to recover before taking pictures! Moreover, it's not very good to shoot with a sick look! Now There are many young people in China, many beautiful ones, and a lot of hard work, but there are few opportunities. Of course, I know that Ms. Yumi Miura is a big model, but..."

"Okay, I understand. Thanks a lot, and I'm sorry about today's incident."

Sure enough, she is a woman who is difficult to touch, what kind of face... the expression switches like flipping a book.

Junior?It really hasn't changed, it's just gotten worse.

young people?Am I getting old?

Pretty?effort?I can work harder than anyone else!

How much have I paid to get this far!And in the future, I will pay more!

I, Yumiko Miura, don't need anyone to guide my life!

Just a little bit, a little bit...It's almost there, it's almost there...As long as this goes on, everything will be fine...

Three pills, and three pills to go—only one day's supply left.

Because of swallowing the medicine raw, the dry throat feeling in the throat has been lingering.The exhaustion of my body and the constant stabbing pain in my head forced me to let go of everything temporarily.

After leaving the studio in a hurry, he went to the physical store to retrieve the gift while suppressing the pain.I can't remember how I drove all the way back to the apartment.

I only know that a person crawled upside down to the door, and as soon as he entered the door, he eagerly dug out the painkillers and poured them down, even losing the patience to drink water.

It's so good to fall on the bed!Complete freedom.The soft bed covers the body like cotton candy, and fits tightly to every inch of skin. The thought of "just lie down like this" flashed through my mind.

Rest, it is not impossible to rest for a while!Under the rapid effect of the medicine, the pain in my head gradually faded away, and the gentle bed made my body and mind feel a little bit elated.

Liberation after pain!

The erratic eyes gradually turned off under the tired flickering, and the eyelids couldn't resist the temptation to close and stretch and closed together.Before entering the shutdown, a photo flashed through the eyes, showing a man and a woman standing together.The man's name is "Hayama Hayato". My favorite...my crush is about to have his birthday...

Chapter 140 IX After Marriage·Yumiko Miura's Secret Love Ends Without Problem

boom--!

I stood up straight, staring at the photos on the wall in front of the bed, my mind was extremely clear.Hayato Hayama, birthday...present!

I rushed out of the bedroom and searched for gift boxes in the living room step by step.

Oops!Where did I throw it away when I got back.A little recollection and a splitting headache - I can't remember at all!

No, no, still no!

After searching the living room and returning to the bedroom to no avail, I sat at the door and looked at the long and narrow corridor outside the door in despair.

How could it not be dropped?Where will it fall?Obviously, after I took it back from the clerk, I kept holding it and never let go, so I disappeared for no reason!The more I think about it, the more I get a headache... There are still five days left, and it's not enough time to buy another copy, not to mention that it's customized, and I ordered it a month ago.I had hoped... thought that would be special enough.

Now... it's all screwed up!Yumiko Miura!

He looked indifferently at the square mirror in front of him. It was originally a full-length mirror used to check his clothes when he went in and out of the house every day, but now it only showed his own embarrassment.Simply, it is even uglier than at its ugliest, Yumiko Miura!

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"Hayama Hayato, let's go! It's hard to have a chance to come out and play together!"

"Okay, come right now!"

"Hey——Hayama Hayato, what have you been looking at for so long... Patek Emerald! Does Hayama Hayato want this?"

"Nothing, let's go."

"Hmm... Hayama Hayato!"

"what happened?"

"Well... what birthday present do you want!"

"Birthday gift? My birthday is early."

"Early? One month and one week plus three days..."

"Hey—Yumiko Miura..."

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Ha ha!Hayama Hayato, I screwed up again... Unfortunately—— um!That is?

A black gold square box appeared in the lower right corner of the mirror. The box was blocked by the door, squeezed at the corner between the door and the wall, shining a little bit of light under the light...

I choked up and squatted in the mirror, holding a black gold gift box in my hand.The lid of the box has been removed, and inside lies a black gold diamond-encrusted watch, shining brightly under the light.Ordered from Switzerland a month in advance, it just arrived in Chiba today.After preparing for so long, it was all for Hayama Hayato.

As long as what you want is still there, you are fine!

"Falcon!"

"Uh...Yumiko Miura..."

If there is anything that surprised me more than the first time I saw a tennis racket string punctured, it was only to find out that the new Coach bag I spent a month's income on was a fake. Mine is not frightened...

However, all of the above is not as good as a hard day. Going home and falling asleep until midnight and being woken up by the super loud "bang bang bang" knock on the door. Looking at the expression on the face of the uninvited guest, I opened the cat's eyes and found that it was Hayato Hayama who came, which surprised me even more.

Although I was a little surprised to see Hayama Hayato at the door of the house in the middle of the night, if it wasn't for Hayama Hayato's unusual appearance, I would not have been stunned.

"Hmm... Yuu... Miura... Yumiko..." Hayama Hayato repeated three words of "Yumiko" with a heavy smell of alcohol. Character.

He was reclining with his whole body supported by the door with only one hand.Her head hangs down like a wilted flower, and when she sees the door open, she slowly raises her head, staring at the front with blurred eyes.I don't think he sees me, his eyes are not focused.

"Hayato, what's wrong with you? How do you drink... Hey, hey! Hayato..." When I was in a state of high shock, Hayama Hayato leaned towards me like a dying tree .The moment I fell down, I seemed to see a falling cherry blossom, so powerless.

what!Not weak!It's so heavy—fortunately it's me, otherwise ordinary women can't hold it... The sudden pressure made me unable to think for a while, and the strong smell of shochu on Hayato's body made me unable to breathe. be terribly upset.

"Yumiko... Yumiko!" Hayama Hayato, who was lying on my shoulder like a drowning person, yelled loudly from time to time, and his hands followed suit.

Hurry up and help Hayama Hayato sober up!I supported Hayama Hayato, helped him onto the bed bit by bit, and put him down gently.Immediately after turning on the bedroom light, I really saw Hayato Hayama's appearance clearly.

Hayama Hayato I've never seen before.

As usual, he was wearing a formal suit, but his tie seemed to be lost, and the neckline was very messy; his whole body exuded a heavy smell of alcohol, and there were a few spots that looked like stains after spilling alcohol; but the most different thing was Hayama Hayato Flushed cheeks, bewildered eyes, and steam from his slightly opened mouth.I have never seen Hayama Hayato so drunk, completely unconscious, it is scary and worrying.

"Yumiko Miura...Yu...Yuki..."

Just about to take off Hayama Hayato's wine-soaked coat, when he lifted it up, a small box suddenly fell out of the inner pocket of the coat, which was purple, with "Tiffany & Co" engraved on it.I stared at the box, frozen in place.

"Yue...Yuezhi...Yuno!"

"Yang Nai...Yang Nai..."

Hayama Hayato...!

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"Start shooting!"

"Okay! Relax your posture a little more!"

"Change to someone who is more confident!"

"That's it!"

"No no no! It's too stiff! Relax, relax!"

what happens?Is it the sound of rain?You have to close the windows.So heavy rain, so heavy!correct!There are still clothes, and more... It seems that there are clothes to be washed... There are still... this, that.Ah—is it thunder?Okay, okay, it'll be fine soon.This, this... and... what else?There is something else!There must be more, keep doing it, as long as you keep doing it, do...what else?Clothes...clothes!clothing!who!who......

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"Hayama Hayato!"

"Hayama Hayato...Hayama Hayato..."

"Yumiko Miura."

"Ah! Hayato, are you awake?"

"Yu... Yumiko Miura... Yumiko Miura..."

"What's wrong? Hayato, why are you drinking so much?" I said.

"Well......"

Hayama Hayato was still on the bed, but sat up.

"Hayato?" Seeing him bending his neck and mumbling something, I raised my voice and asked.

"Yumiko..." He chanted my name, slowly got up from the bed, staggered to me, and the person who met me was full of alcohol.

I took a few steps back, and just as I was about to say something, I was grabbed by Hayato with both hands, and I saw Hayato's face getting bigger and bigger.

"Wait, wait a minute, what are you trying to do...don't..."

Suddenly, the hands that were confining my upper body slowly moved down... The moment my hands were covered, my hands that had gradually relaxed were pressed against Hayama Hayato like an electric shock, and my nerves tensed up.

Something is wrong, Hayama Hayato is very wrong now, this is not him at all in my impression.

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Hayama Hayato...

Snapped--!

At the moment of further intrusion, a decision must be made.Otherwise, I am afraid that I will not be able to control myself in the future.So, I never thought about it, let alone did it—a loud slap on Hayato Hayama's face lying on my upper body.

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