"Brother, you are not authentic."
Wu Sheng squatted on the roadside, holding a bucket of oden in his hand and whispering crickets.
On his first night in Japan, Boss Jiang was very reasonable and did not let him stay in the Wabi-Sabi Garden. He took him out to see the nightlife in Tokyo.
This is Shinjuku.
That's right.
It is the area where the famous Kabukicho is located. It also gathers cinemas, bars, custom shops, nightclubs, love hotels... In short, it is the largest "red light district" in Asia.
Even though the economy suffered a heavy blow last year, it did not affect the bustle and bustle here. Tourists of different colors are like crucian carp crossing the river.
Wu Sheng squatted in a good position, facing the "Kabukicho Ichiban Street" archway.
The lights here are bright and the fragrance is ambiguous. It is obviously spring, but it makes people feel hot all over the body. Sexy girls with beautiful flowers are flirting with each other and flirting with passers-by in an upright manner.
It stands to reason that Wu Sheng has been fascinated by this place for a long time, and now that he has fulfilled his wish, he should be filled with poetry and books with joy. But at this time, he was eating oden, but his face was filled with aggrievedness.
Sister Liuli was also taken out for a walk, right next to him, which was the next best thing.
The key is... there are people who don't respect martial ethics!
He actually called his sister!
"Don't you want to come to Kabukicho? Why am I not authentic?"
Jiang Chen spoke plausibly.
yes.
A complaint is a complaint.
But didn't he still fulfill this boy's wish?
Wu Sheng's eyes became even more resentful, he vented his anger by swallowing the fish balls on his mouth, and then stood up as if he was ready to fight.
"Go in and take a look!"
Jiang Chen asked: "Are you sure?"
"Have a look, are you okay? You're here."
The Martial Saint is still clear. He is already at the door. Whether he steps into the archway or not, it doesn't make much difference.
If I really want to break his legs, it doesn't make any difference whether he goes in or not.
"Brother, if you are afraid, you and Sister Liuli go somewhere else. We will still meet here in an hour."
I don't know if this guy is arrogant or if he really wants to act alone.
But how could Jiang Chen really leave him behind? The security in Tokyo is much better than in places in Myanmar. But if Wu Sheng accidentally gets lost in a place like this, then Lan Pei Zhizhi might really do something to him. thick.
"You are underage. If you wander alone in a place like this, the police will take you away in a short while."
Looking at the fascinating Kabukicho Street across the street, Jiang Chen pondered for a while, and then seemed to have made an extremely difficult decision. He sighed and reluctantly said, "Then I'll take you in for a walk. But don't tell your sister. ”
Wu Sheng's chest felt tight and he looked at the opponent in disbelief, wanting to vomit blood for a moment.
Thank you for being familiar with it now.
When they first met, he cursed loudly.
"Let's go."
Boss Jiang calmly stepped forward and walked across Kabukicho Street. He did not regard Duanmu Liuli who was accompanying him as an outsider, nor did he seem to be a woman.
But it’s not appropriate to say that.
Who says women can't visit places like this?
There are a lot of female compatriots on the busy streets, and there are also many foreign female customers who don't look yellow at first sight.
Don't be influenced by stereotypes.
The consumer groups in the red light district are not necessarily all male, and the female market cannot be underestimated. You must know that cowherds are also a major feature of Kabukicho.
There are many wealthy women here who spend huge sums of money to have fun.
Wu Sheng followed suit and followed the two adults. When he stepped under the brightly lit archway, he threw away the oden in his hand.
Their combination here did not attract any extra attention. As a world-famous red light district, there are too many weird people here.
Just like the oden that Wu Sheng just threw away, before stepping into that archway, ethics, morality, shame... all need to be abandoned, leaving only the wanton desire and passion!
You will be outside, and your orders will not be accepted.
The majesty of the old lady gradually fell into the passing fragrance.
Wu Sheng's thoughts were wandering, and he was moved by the scene. He looked at the signs posted on the door of each store prohibiting people under the age of 18 from entering, and said with emotion: "It would be great if I could grow up quickly."
Jiang Chen subconsciously glanced at Taoist Duanmu.
I found that he is quite calm, his face is like a mirror lake, he is independent from the world, and he is completely undisturbed by the surrounding lights and feasting.
Jiang Chen would definitely not believe it if the other party had no idea what kind of place this place was.
Sister Taoist sister is no longer what she used to be.
"He said he wanted to go in and watch the show."
Worried that others might not hear him, Jiang Chen also deliberately reminded him to analyze Wu Sheng's thoughts.
"What show?"
Duanmu Liuli asked.
Jiang Chen had a solemn look on his face, "Performance without clothes."
Human nature under desire is also a part of the mortal world.
Duanmu Liuli was not provoked. The Taoist sister's personality was much gentler than that of her senior sister, so she replied touchingly.
“It’s not about the heart but the deeds.”
Jiang Chen felt as if he had been struck by lightning and was enlightened. He looked like he had been taught by the master, "Teach me."
"I'll go, I know this store."
Wu Sheng suddenly stopped and focused on a custom shop on Ichiban Street.
"Kitano Mina worked here!"
who?
The times still belong to young people.
Jiang Chen's knowledge was really limited, but he also discovered that this guy really had a deep understanding of Japan's intangible cultural heritage.
"Except for rest days from now on, strictly control his computer and mobile phone."
Jiang Chen warned Duanmu Liuli.
When Wu Sheng heard this, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Brother, when it's sunny, you have to raise someone else's umbrella, right?"
Jiang Chen couldn't help laughing.
"And I don't watch it often."
Wu Sheng cried out.
"Then you know so much?"
"Because these are all famous actors. Brother, do you dare to say that you don't know and haven't seen them?"
Jiang Chen shook his head. It was not that he was pretending to be a gentleman in front of his Taoist sister. He had never seen anything wild and had a clear conscience.
"I watched Yua Mikami."
"Heh."
Wu Sheng smiled proudly, with an expression that seemed to reveal his secret.
"I'm talking about reality."
Jiang Chen is neither salty nor bland.
Several people continued to move forward.
"Have you seen Yua Mikami filming?!"
Wu Sheng opened his eyes wide, "Real or false?"
Jiang Chen was caught off guard and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
I can't blame this kid for making random assumptions, but his expression is indeed rather vague.
"I mean the proper place."
Wu Sheng was refreshed and had no doubts about this.
What level is the other party and what level is the actress?
If Brother Jiang Chen is willing, he has no doubt that the top ten actresses on the list will have to line up in the house to perform live for Brother Jiang Chen.
"Brother, does it look different from the one in the movie?"
"I don't know."
I almost fell for it again.
"Brother, don't you like Julia? Can you call someone over tonight?"
"What are you calling for?"
"Let's chat."
This is not nonsense, it is definitely a novel experience to meet an actress whom I have only seen on the screen in real life.
"Do you know how old he is?"
"Brother, are you thinking wrong? I just have full respect for people's artists like them and want to communicate in person." "Then you call your sister first, communicate with her first, and do some ideological work with her first. .”
"Brother, you can't do this. You have to show your dignity as a man. If you are so afraid of my sister, how can you hold your head high in the future?"
This kid knows how to create discord.
"You don't understand how serious your sister's attacks are."
Jiang Chen, who had experienced it more than once, lamented in the tone of an experienced person. They are not outsiders and there is nothing to be ashamed of.
"Isn't there Sister Liuli here?"
Jiang Chen smiled.
"What? One beats you and the other beats me?"
Boss Jiang's self-knowledge made Duanmu Liuli, who was silent next to him, unconsciously curl a slight arc in his mouth, and the whole street of singing and dancing was instantly eclipsed.
"Sir."
The housekeeper Zhang Taro suddenly called and reported some news. Jiang Chen said, "Well, I'll be right back."
I originally planned to find a normal bar to sit in, but it seemed like I was in trouble.
"Gone."
Hang up the phone, he said.
Wu Sheng's intention was still unfinished, "I haven't finished shopping yet."
"When you are eighteen years old, you can do it yourself."
Reluctantly turned back.
After entering the garden, Wu Sheng, who had had some late-night snacks, asked: "Brother, what happened, why are you so anxious to come back?"
"It's okay, go to bed."
Jiang Chen asked the two of them to rest, and then went straight back to his bedroom.
"Sister Liuli..."
Wu Sheng watched his back, and then looked at Duanmu Liuli.
Duanmu Liuli ignored him and went back to the room alone. She didn't know if she was sleepy or to catch up on a drama.
So Wu Sheng could only walk towards his bedroom. As he walked, he turned back and looked in the direction of Jiang Chen's room.
"Wow."
Jiang Chen turned back temporarily and opened the sliding door. There was already a woman standing in his bedroom. Facing the dead vine bonsai in the corner, she was wearing a black dress with lace trim. Her hair was coiled up and slightly slanted. The hat and silk gloves are also black.
Right.
And stockings.
Black stockings full of sexy elements outline her perfect leg shape, and her exquisite feet wrapped in stockings are on the floor without shoes.
"Wow."
Jiang Chen entered the room and closed the door again with his backhand.
The woman who was admiring the dead vine bonsai seemed to be startled. She turned around slowly and saw that the brim of her hat was hung with a black gauze, half-hiding and half-hiding her face.
Looking into each other's eyes.
The two were silent to each other, neither speaking to each other.
silence.
Quiet.
If you want to say it, give it up.
"Click."
A hazy tear dropped from the corner of his eye, running down his cheek half-covered by black mesh, and fell to pieces on the floor.
Jiang Chen had no choice but to speak first.
"Why are you here?"
The other party didn't say anything, but suddenly moved forward, his steps turned into a run, and he threw himself into Jiang Chen's arms like a swallow in the forest.
Fortunately, Boss Jiang, who was hit so hard that he was in good physical condition, did not stagger and remained motionless on the spot. However, he didn't know where to put his hands for a moment.
The other party didn't have any scruples, maybe because there was no one around, the lotus arms had already wrapped around his waist.
A gentleman is cautious in his independence and does not bully the darkroom.
You can't pay attention to your own conduct when there are people around.
What's more, this is the future princess.
"Aren't you supposed to be busy with the funeral?"
Jiang Chen's hand had nowhere to place, and it was undoubtedly inappropriate to push the other person away at this special time, so he could only hang it down naturally,
This outfit.
Such a troublesome temperament.
Who else could it be.
Fujiwara Reiki, who had just lost her father, had lost her previous smoky and flirtatious behavior, and was like a withered poppy, soft and fragile.
"Don't talk yet, okay."
At the same time, she used her arms harder and harder, not knowing whether to strangle Jiang Chen to death or to rub herself into the other person's body.
Even if Boss Jiang remained motionless and calm in his arms, if this scene spread, he would definitely be accused of blasphemy against the future princess, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs might come to his door.
So sometimes it doesn't matter whether you are active or passive.
As a man, even if the other party is engaged now, they still have a past.
The chastity of this beauty in this world was truly taken away by him.
certainly.
Jiang Chen is definitely not a moral saint, but at this time, out of human nature, he will definitely provide the other party with some support.
It was quiet again in the bedroom.
The atmosphere seemed sad, but for some reason, there was a faint fragrance floating around.
Finally, I don’t know how long it took, the beautiful snake in her arms finally made a move. She stood up straight slightly, but her expression could not be seen clearly because of the brim of her hat.
"Make Jiang Sang laugh."
"Ms. Fujiwara's filial piety towards the Fujiwara family master is touching. If the Fujiwara family master is alive in heaven, he will definitely feel gratified."
"Is Jiang Sang still complaining about Li Ji?"
Fujiwara Reiki looked up. The mesh under the brim of the hat did not block her charm, but had a catalytic effect, making it even more alluring. Especially when her eyelashes were wet at this time, she was simply enchanting.
Her chin was slightly raised, her red lips were plump, her breath was like blue, and her teeth were slightly exposed, as if she was tempting people to bite her hard.
"If I had blamed you, I wouldn't have come."
If Martial Saint were here, he wouldn't regard Jiang Chen as an idol, he would definitely treat him like a god.
What a concentration this is.
"Jiang Sang, your heart tells me that you are lying."
The hand with velvet gloves placed on Jiang Chen's heart and moved slowly.
What's going on?
It was just a tragic drama, why did it turn into an emotional drama in the blink of an eye?
It’s Boss Jiang who has the training of an actor and is more calm than the eminent monk.
"Your Highness, please respect yourself."
In fact, if the princess changed the female benefactor, it would probably be more suitable for the occasion.
"Why should I respect myself, Jiang Sang, you are my man, and I am your woman. You can deceive your own consciousness, but you cannot deceive your body. If you don't believe me, look at Li Ji's eyes, can you see yours?" Your eyes are so full.”
The other hand was raised and began to rub Jiang Chen's chin.
“Did you forget to shave because you came in such a hurry?”
she whispered.
outside the living room.
Separated by a wall.
wrong.
It's a door apart.
Wu Sheng stood on tiptoe, cautiously, not even daring to breathe loudly.
He lay next to the door and put his ear to his ears. Although he couldn't hear clearly, he knew that there was clearly a woman inside!
Sure enough, I guessed it right.
Coming back in a hurry, there is something fishy!
Brother Jiang Chen can still pretend.
He was so righteous in Kabukicho Ichiban Street that he secretly called people to his home.
There is really a lot to learn!
This is right.
Brother Jiang Chen is also a man, and he is not a general manager. He has been walking around Yiban Street for so long, how could he not have any ideas.
Thinking of this, the Martial Saint was full of energy, held his breath and concentrated, and pressed his ears closer. (End of chapter)