Tokyo Tycoon, Start as a Writer

Chapter 94 After the romance, the bad woman comes.

"Shh, I'm Myrtle."

The man spoke softly, resting his head on Songzhi Qingxian's right arm, motionless, like a small animal about to hibernate.

My whole body felt warm and soft as if I was defenseless, and my skin was sweating slightly from being covered in the quilt.

The furious raindrops were blown in by the wind, hitting the glass windows continuously.

Even though the doors and windows were closed, the air in the house inevitably became sticky, making one feel as if the world was rushing towards a dark doomsday.

The great flood recorded in the Old Testament Genesis might be what it is now.

In the fierce rain, many animals, both male and female, were crowded in a narrow ark... Various thoughts kept floating through Songzhi Qingxian's mind, trying to distract himself.

But the effect seems minimal.

There was no way to be distracted by being next to a woman in pajamas.

The woman's warm and soft skin pressed tightly against his, trembling slightly.

How awesome!
While feeling that body, Kiyoaki Matsueda thought about the animals in Noah's Ark to relieve the tension in his heart.

Miss Myrtle lay in bed, motionless and silent.

The warm body in Matsueda Kiyoaki's arms would occasionally let out warm breath that would blow on his neck, and his chest was surprisingly large.

The whole body is very firm and tight, and the skin emits a wonderful fragrance, which is a special fragrance that only animals in the breeding period can emit.

Don’t look up!

Kiyoaki Matsueda thought to himself.

In order to distract himself, he had to start thinking about Noah's Ark in the storm again. When his imagination was exhausted, he started thinking about calculus in his mind, trying to use mathematics to defeat his desire.

"It's okay, don't suppress it." Miss Martel's voice was a little hoarse.

"Really?"

"It's not a dirty thing..."

"But we have to choose the right time and place..."

"It doesn't matter." Miss Myrtle said, her slightly rapid breath blowing on his neck, "Imagine me as the person you love..."

Hearing this, Kiyoaki Matsueda began to imagine.

If she were his lover, he would probably kiss her again and again and smell her fragrance, and would never do nothing like he is doing now.

So, naturally, the vigorous body responded.

There's no way to control it!

"Don't mind." Miss Myrtle's voice trembled.

The sound is very small.

The wind shook the house, and large drops of rain hit the glass with a crackling sound.

"Can you not leave?"

"Ok?"

"Consider this place as your real home, not just a temporary place..."

"Well, it's hard to say what will happen in the future. Hiss!... What is this for?"

"It's just to help take some of the burden off your body. Got it?"

"...Can this still happen?"

Kiyoaki Matsueda opened his mouth, and then felt a faint but deep numbness on the inside of his waist, which made him lose his strength as if he had been cast under a spell.

Despite being surrounded by terrible rainstorms and typhoons, there was no sense of uneasiness in the house.

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Although the typhoon stopped, it left a mess behind.

When I woke up the next day, it was around seven in the morning and the power was still out.

The family of four had breakfast, and at 11 o'clock in the morning, the rain stopped.

Shinsako Matsueda began to assign tasks and went to clean up the yard after the typhoon. The smile on her noble face was as clean and fresh as the snow on the top of the mountain.

Songzhi Qingxian was absent-minded and a little dazed, so she glared at him and sternly scolded him, "Songzhi Qingxian, go and clean up all the garbage in the pool. Don't leave even a fallen leaf behind! If you can't do it, you'll be punished!"

"..."

Tsk, I still don’t fight enough!
Kiyoaki Matsueda jumped into the pond in the yard and scooped up the fallen leaves and branches blown down by the typhoon. From time to time, he glanced at the three women cleaning the corridor, and suddenly a joke came to his mind.

...Never trust a woman in a relationship completely.

Based on the lessons learned from international politics, never trust the opposition party that dares to make any promises for votes, because no matter who becomes the ruling party, they will act like a scumbag who has completely forgotten what they said during the election.

Oh, it's just one hand, and you want to take power?

Kiyoaki Matsueda doesn't really understand women, nor does he really understand love.

However, he still knows the nature of the opposition party, so let’s not talk about real love, just let them be the opposition party for the rest of their lives... Ahem, wait, wouldn’t that make him a scumbag?

No, absolutely not.

I, Matsueda Kiyoaki, hate scumbags the most in my life!
After working from morning to afternoon, I finally cleaned the yard.

Towards evening, the electricity came back on. I turned on the TV and saw the news reporting that there was flooding in Akasaka subway station.

Kiyoyuki Matsueda placed his computer on the coffee table and sat on the floor. While working, he observed his sister and Kiyoaki Matsueda's rehearsal out of the corner of his eye.

The relationship between Julien and Mademoiselle Myrtle entered a tug-of-war stage.

Under the guidance of a love expert, Julien began to write letters to another woman frequently, which frequently made the proud Mathilde jealous.

One day, Myrtle ran into Julien who was about to see him off.

"Oh, I can't stand this!" Matsueda Luming snatched the letter and shouted at Matsueda Kiyoaki like a jealous woman: "How could you do this! You completely forgot about me, your wife. Your behavior is terrible, sir."

As she said this, her inner pride was shattered and she burst into tears.

Songzhi Luming had hidden an onion in his sleeves in advance, and he secretly wiped it in front of his eyes, and his eyes soon became red.

The cold and beautiful girl's eyes were red.

This scene is very pitiful.

How lucky Matsueda Kiyoaki was to be able to see this scene.

He walked over, helped the girl sit down, and she was so heartbroken that she almost fell into his arms.

Although the girl's body was not as plump as last night, it was still soft and warm. Matsueda Kiyoaki hugged her slender body and could feel that her body was trembling slightly due to nervousness and shyness, which formed a wonderful contrast with her usual arrogance and sarcasm.

"I can't even hold this soft, charming body against my heart, or she will despise me and abuse me. What a terrible character!"

Although Julien hated Mathilde's character, he loved her a hundred times more and felt that he was holding a queen in his arms.

While Matsueda Kiyoaki was hugging the girl, he thought with some evil humor in his heart: I wonder if she cursed me as a stink bug a hundred times in her heart.

Mademoiselle Myrtle, brave and proud, turned her back on him,
Self-esteem and the urgent desire for love tormented her soul.

"How unfortunate I am! I went to love someone with such a status, but was rejected! Who rejected me?" Songzhi Luming looked at him with a painful expression, "I was rejected by a servant of my father!"

Kiyoaki Matsueda said nothing, but just hugged her tightly.

"I can't tolerate this!" Songzhi Luming said loudly, stood up angrily, and took two steps forward to the desk.

It turned out that there were eight or nine unopened letters on it, which were love letters written to another woman.

"No!" Songzhi Luming was furious and shouted, "Not only are you nice to her, you also write so many letters to her! You, an insignificant person, actually despise me... I can't accept it!"

As she said this, she turned around and ran towards Kiyoaki Matsueda, and knelt down in front of him: "Forgive me, my friend, if you want, you can despise me, but you must love me, without your love I can't live..."

"This proud woman finally kneels down at my feet!" Kiyoaki Matsueda looked down at her.

Then, he couldn't help himself and reached out his hand to rub the girl's head angrily a few times.

"…We're rehearsing, why are you making such a fuss?"

Songzhi Luming blushed, angrily slapped his hand away, and then wiped the area around his eyes with the onion.

As a result, this made her burst into tears.

The fair skin on the girl's face was all flushed, and she looked at Songzhi Qingxian with anger and shyness.

"You're trying too hard..." Matsueda Kiyoaki muttered.

"Hurry up, don't waste my tears..." Songzhi Luming sniffed, obviously getting into the mood, looking at him with red eyes, "You know clearly that I am proud; this is the misfortune brought about by my status and even my character, I am happy to admit it; could it be that that woman has already snatched your heart from me..."

During this period of time, her proud heart refused to admit her feelings. It was only thanks to these letters that her inner jealousy overcame her pride. She sat on the sofa, looking at her beloved lover with red eyes, revealing extreme pain in her eyes.

There was no trace of pride at all, only the weakness of begging her lover to love her.

The cool little deer looks so pitiful.

According to the script, Kiyaki Matsueda hugged her delicate and slender waist tightly and held her whole body to his chest.

Songzhi Luming's body trembled slightly.

My mind buzzed, and only one thought remained: ...his body is so hot.

When my sister was in the drama club, she only served as a scriptwriter and never performed in person.

In order to surpass her sister, the younger sister was not only responsible for the script, but also took on the role of the second female lead.

She originally thought that it was just acting and a little physical contact didn't matter at all.

The genius beautiful girl wouldn't care about this.

As a result, when she actually started rehearsing and had physical contact, she realized that she was extremely wrong.

It was the first time in her life that she was hugged by a man of the opposite sex. Although this man was not welcome to her, he was still a tall, handsome and charming man who could satisfy all female fantasies.

Being held in his arms, no matter how hard she tried to control her thoughts, it was useless. At this moment, Songzhi Luming was immersed in a wonderful feeling of shyness and excitement, unable to extricate herself.

Shyness was like a cowhide drum, and her heartbeat vibrated her eardrums, making her feel happy in her heart.

Thousands of thoughts were entangled together, the sound of cowhide drums was intermittent, and the scene in front of her eyes seemed to change slowly. She became an authentic Parisian lady, and he became an ambitious country youth. The two broke the class barrier and bravely fell in love...

Looking at his face, Matsueda Luming's body was like an expanding balloon that was about to explode at any time.

"I'm proud too!" Kiyaki Matsueda said according to the script.

Then, after waiting for a while, he didn't see the scene of Songzhi Luming. He looked at her tear-blurred eyes in confusion and repeated, "Martel, I am also a proud person!"

The girl was still dazed.

Matsueda Kiyoaki had no choice but to pinch the soft flesh around her waist.

"Eh?"

Songzhi Luming came back to his senses.

Kiyoaki Matsueda ignored her and jumped directly to the next conversation: "It is precisely because I am also proud that you look at me differently; it must be because of this courageous and manly determination that you love me so much at this moment. Pride prevents me from allowing myself to beg you to love me..."

These lifelike eyes made Songzhi Luming shiver, and a strange expression appeared in his eyes.

She seemed to see herself wearing a maid uniform, standing in front of Kiyoaki Matsueda, being ridiculed and humiliated by him.

Songzhi Luming was in a daze again.

Matsueda Kiyoaki ignored her and continued speaking his own lines, his tone fierce and resolute: "What promise can you give me? You seem to be preparing to let me restore my position for more than two days?"

"No!"

Songzhi Luming finally came to his senses and grabbed his hand: "If you no longer love me, that would be my great misfortune..."

Kiyoaki Matsueda withdrew his hand from her grasp and said, in an extremely polite and yet cruel manner, "Please, Miss de La Mole, let me think about all this..."

After saying that, he quickly stood up and left.

"This devil is indifferent!" Martel sat alone on the sofa, feeling sad.

The third act ends.

"Okay, there's one last scene, and the second part of the story is over." Kiyaki Matsueda came back from the other side of the sofa.

The stage play "The Red and the Black" has three plots. The first is about Julien and the mayor's wife, the second is about Julien and Mademoiselle Martel, and the third is about Julien shooting the mayor's wife and being arrested, imprisoned, and hanged.

On the sofa, Songzhi Qingxue was talking on the phone with someone.

"Yeah, I'm at home. I just came to the store today and I've sent out documents. What, going out for coffee? No, there's garbage everywhere outside from the typhoon... Oh, by the way, let's go back to Higashimaizuru on the 10th. My sister is planning a stage play and wants me to be the heroine, it's also "The Red and the Black"..."

The elder sister was talking to someone, and the younger sister looked at Songzhi Qingxian who was walking back, with an unhappy face: "Why did you pinch my waist just now?"

"It's because you were distracted."

"Nonsense, you're obviously trying to take advantage of me."

"How about you do it again and see if I took advantage of you?"

"Oh, you want to do it again? You can't hide your perverted mind anymore!" Songzhi Luming sneered and looked at him with contempt and disgust, as if he was looking at a stink bug with a brain full of yellow garbage.

Kiyoaki Matsueda stood in front of her, looking at her cold little face, pondering for a moment.

Her mother used to be so aggressive, but she was cured after two beatings.

Her sister always acted mysterious and occasionally teased him, but she would behave herself after a spanking. Now it was her turn, should she just give him a spanking as well?

Thinking of this, Matsueda Kiyoaki looked at Matsueda Kiyoyukiko and said, "By the way, do I have the right to teach my sister a lesson?"

"Huh?" The younger sister frowned and looked at her elder sister with a warning look.

"Of course!"

My sister smiled slightly and enjoyed watching the fun.

So, Matsueda Kiyoaki laughed and walked towards the girl impatiently.

"Hey, wait, what are you doing!" The sharp-tongued and arrogant Songzhi Luming panicked and subconsciously wanted to hide.

Then, Kiyoaki Matsueda grabbed her, pressed her down on the sofa, and grabbed her little feet.

A young girl’s feet are the most tender delicacy in the world.

The delicate jade feet are like exquisite works of art, exuding a faint fragrance.

"What are you going to do?" Songzhi Luming's eyes became horrified.

Kiyokatsu Matsueda grabbed her right ankle and reached out to scratch the sole of her foot.

"Hmm~"

Songzhi Luming's body trembled, and he felt like he had been electrocuted, and his tailbone became weak.

Kiyoaki Matsueda lifted her feet.

The soles of her feet were clean and smooth, her skin was white and rosy, and her toes were slightly bent because she was shy.

"Hmm~"

Songzhi Luming reacted strongly, his face became strange, as if he was holding back something, but he couldn't bear it and he kept tickling him faster and faster.

“Uh, ha…hahahahaha…”

Soon, Songeda Luming couldn't help laughing, but his expression looked like he was about to cry, and his toes curled up one by one.

"Let go, stop tickling..."

She was laughing so hard that she didn't have the strength to speak, but Songeda Qingxian still didn't stop. She felt so itchy that she felt like she was going crazy. She clenched the sofa leather tightly with her small hands, and with the last bit of strength she had, she glared at him fiercely and said, "Let go... or you'll be dead... I want you to be fine, hahaha..."

Songzhi Qingxue watched the show from the side, and not only did he not stop it, he also looked unsatisfied and almost left the stage.

"It's so noisy, what's going on over there?"

"It's nothing, my sister is just laughing."

"Is the fawn smiling?"

"Maybe she remembered something happy...Haha, okay, I won't tease you anymore, it was Qing who was tickling her."

"Your husband..."

The person on the other end was silent for a moment, then said, "I have something to do, let's talk next time," and hung up the phone.

Kiyoyuki Matsueda looked at her phone in confusion, then threw it aside and continued to watch Kiyoaki Matsueda teaching her sister a lesson with great interest.

As I watched, I felt unsatisfied, so I took out my phone to record a video.

At this moment, my sister's expression was no longer as aloof and arrogant as before, and her little face was twisted into a strange expression.

“Wu…Ahahaha…Let go, I won’t apologize…You’re dead…I’m going to chase you out with mom…Wu…Hahahaha kill you…Kill me…I…you…”

The feeling of being tickled is like having bugs crawling on your body.

No matter how proud a beautiful girl is, she can't hold on for long.

Soon, Songzhi Luming was completely paralyzed, unable to move and trembling slightly. In order for him to let her go, all kinds of shameful words came out of her mouth: "No, don't... I'm sorry, stop it... I'm sorry, I called you brother, good brother, please stop tickling me..."

Kiyoaki Matsueda was very satisfied with her performance and let go of her feet.

As soon as he let go, she pounced on him, opened her cherry lips, and bit his neck.

It seemed as if she wanted to bite him until he bleed, but she was exhausted from laughing so hard that her jaw muscles couldn't exert any strength... Being bitten by her little mouth was almost like being sucked, and Songzhi Qingxian only felt his neck was wet and warm.

"Huh, huh..."

The pine branch deer loosened its teeth and exhaled an alluring breath from its rosy little mouth.

Those eyes, which had originally been cold and clear, were now staring at him tenderly and vaguely, with tears of laughter filling her eye sockets.

This look is so tempting... Kiyokanagi Matsueda was a little scared and also a little surprised.

...I didn't expect her reaction to being tickled would be so terrible, even worse than her mother's. I will use this method to deal with her in the future.

"You, you, you're dead..." Songzhi Luming drooled, his little hands tightly grasped his collar, and said cruelly, "You dare to do this to me, I won't forgive you, I will make you pay when I recover my strength..."

Even though she looks disheveled now, her aura is still as strong as ever.

Then, my sister turned on the video and turned up the volume to maximum.

"I'm sorry, I called you brother, good brother, please stop scratching me..."

The voice begging for mercy coming from the phone felt a little strange, but the person on it looked like me...

Songzhi Luming was completely stunned and his mind went blank.

Looking at herself on the phone screen and listening to the shameful cry for mercy, her small body couldn't stop shaking.

She was empty, nothing.

It seems like he has died on the spot.

"what--"

The screams of the little girl attracted the mother who was cooking in the kitchen. She was originally going to help her little girl, but ended up sitting with her elder daughter and criticizing her little girl's begging for mercy...

"You, you guys..."

Songzhi Luming covered his face and ran back to the bedroom in grief and anger.

Well, very good, the whole family’s social death is achieved!
Kiyoaki Matsueda smiled with relief. A family should be together so that no one can laugh at anyone else in the future.

That night, Matsueda Luming had a stern face the whole time and didn't say a word, ignoring anyone who asked him questions... But the next day, he took the initiative to find Matsueda Kiyoaki and asked to rehearse the remaining scene.

In order to get first place, I will endure the humiliation and bear the heavy burden!
I will make him live a life worse than death in the future... As the girl muttered with gritted teeth, the day passed in the blink of an eye and it was the tenth.

The cultural festival was held as scheduled.

The sun is as bright as in midsummer, and autumn is becoming increasingly desolate.

The endless sky and the transparent cold light make people feel the footsteps of winter.

At six o'clock in the morning, in a luxurious and spacious bedroom, Tokugawa Rinko put on a shirt and a short skirt in front of the mirror, then sat on the bed, put on long black silk stockings on her legs, adjusted the socks, buttoned them, and finally took a thin khaki windbreaker and put it on.

The length of the windbreaker is the same as the hem of the skirt.

From the outside, it looked like she was only wearing a windbreaker and black stockings, with a pair of long boots on her feet.

I looked in the mirror and was quite satisfied with my look.

Tokugawa Rinko looked in the mirror, put on light-colored lipstick, and sprayed some perfume on her wrists and neck.

After finishing all the work before going out, I picked up my handbag and SLR camera and went out.

The air is chilly in the early morning of late autumn.

The seats in the Rolls-Royce were so cold that they made people shiver.

As usual, Tokugawa Rinko drove from Chiyoda to Yotsuya, parked the car, and walked into the winding and narrow residential road in Yotsuya.

At daybreak, Yotsuya had already woken up.

A man who was out for a morning run with his dog passed her by, and because he couldn't take his eyes off her, he bumped into a roadside telephone pole.

The milkman, riding his scooter, almost drove his vehicle into someone else's yard.

The newspaper delivery worker was so focused on looking at her that he bumped into the wall when turning a corner, and the newspapers fell all over the floor.

Tokugawa Rinko raised her SLR camera and captured this scene.

Then, he turned around, walked out of a narrow alley, and came to a high staircase.

Above the steps is a shrine.

Tokugawa Rinko raised her feet and walked up the stairs.

It was very quiet in front of the shrine in the early morning. A few pigeons were pecking at the corn fed by three old ladies. While feeding the pigeons, the old ladies talked to the young man not far away.

"Drinking soda so early in the morning, this young man really doesn't care about himself..."

"I told him off last time, but he wasn't happy..."

"He doesn't even listen to the old man. What a scumbag..."

I don’t know how he offended these three old people... Tokugawa Rinko picked up the camera and pointed the lens at the other side of the shrine.

A young man who had just finished his morning run, with sweat dripping from his hair, was holding a bottle of newly bought soda in his hand.

He looked up at the rising sun, with a slight smile on his face, his side face bathed in the sun, even his sweat beads were illuminated and crystal clear, so handsome that it was impossible to look away...

Tokugawa Rinko took several photos.

This month, she would squat here and take pictures every day, watching the smile on his face gradually increase...

After shooting for so long, it’s time to say hello to my childhood playmates.

Tokugawa Rinko walked over with a SLR camera in hand and stood beside him.

"Good morning."

The sound is very nice.

Songzhi Qingxian sat on the ground without moving, and raised his head slightly: "Huh? You have been following me for so long, why are you talking today?"

Tokugawa Rinko was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Long time no see..."

"Which newspaper are you from?"

The two voices sounded almost at the same time.

The second daughter of the Tokugawa family twitched violently at the corner of her eye.

Matsueda Kiyaki: "..."

Uh, so, this person is an acquaintance from your previous life?

After following him for so long, he thought it was a reporter from a gossip magazine!

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Kiyoaki Matsueda was silent for a while, then stood up and apologized: "I'm sorry, I can't remember a lot of things, and I don't want to remember so many things in the past. By the way, I'm going to continue my morning run, bye..."

After that, he turned around and ran away.

Tokugawa Rinko stood there, thinking for a long time before taking a step forward.

Did he really not remember?
It doesn't feel like acting.

We arrived at the parking lot, got into the cold Rolls-Royce, and drove to Higashimaizuru.

I received a call from my aunt on the way.

"Rinko, why are you out so early again? Come back and do yoga with Auntie Sakura..."

"No, I'm busy later."

"What could be more important than accompanying Aunt Ying?"

"I'm going back to Higashimaizuru to watch this year's school festival."

"You didn't come back to see me for the past four years. What's wrong with you this year? There must be something strange!" Tokugawa Sakurako put down her phone, quickly got dressed, and drove a flashy red Ferrari straight to the academy in Higashi Maizuru.

As soon as she entered the school gate, she was stunned when she saw the human-shaped sign next to the gate.

"Isn't this Mishima? Wait, he is also a descendant of the Tokugawa family. He must have studied in the Tokugawa private school. He is a senior this year, the same class as Rinko. Wow, Rinko even specifically asked to buy the copyright of his novel..."

After a little thought, Tokugawa Sakurako roughly understood the cause and effect.

A perverted smile appeared at the corner of her mouth... She turned her foxy eyes and searched the crowd, and easily found the tall and handsome young man in a performance costume.

There's no way around it, with a height of over 180cm, he really stands out from the crowd on the high school campus.

In the corner behind him, Rinko was holding up a camera with the lens pointed at him.

This scene made Tokugawa Sakurako very happy. She narrowed her eyes and had an idea of ​​playing a prank in her mind.

In the busy campus, the evil woman with ulterior motives approached the young man and held his arm intimately: "Oh, Aqing, it's really you. Do you still remember your aunt? I am your mother's biological sister. I held you in my arms when you were a child..."

Linzi: "..."

The second daughter of the noble Tokugawa family suddenly turned green in the face.

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