Redeem the fallen girls, but they come after you

Indeed, Shirakawa had a withdrawn personality in his original world, and he was not even able to graduate from university. He was suddenly asked to manage a studio and negotiate business and sign contracts with others, and he was still not used to it.

"Wait, isn't there this?"

Shirakawa took out the Hoshimiya family's black card from his pocket.

"I can use this to find some companies from the Xinggong Foundation to work with us, get some projects, and then hire some professional photographers and managers."

"Indeed." Sanchi nodded. With the help of Xinggong Group, they would definitely be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

"Okay, then I'll go to the commercial street today or tomorrow to see if there are any good places to rent."

"It's best to find a transferred studio that has complete equipment and can be taken over directly and start working right away. Price is not a problem. 1000 million yuan should be enough."

"A small or medium one will definitely suffice."

"Thank you for your hard work, Sister Sanchi."

"No, it's not hard."

The two of them had already arrived at the gate of Chenghuang Middle School while chatting and laughing.

Sanchi found an unusually remote and deserted parking lot and stopped.

Just as Shirakawa was about to get out of the car, Miike pressed the driver's door lock.

Click!

Shirakawa was locked inside.

He knew what this Sanchi was going to do.

"Shirakawa, I've done so much for you, shouldn't you give me some reward?" Miike Naoko smiled slightly, leaned forward and stretched out her hand to hook the joystick next to Shirakawa's seat, and put down Shirakawa's seat so that he lay flat.

"I have something to do later... Can I go home and..."

Miike and Shirakawa have developed this kind of relationship, and Shirakawa's refusal has no effect and can only arouse Miike's interest.

Miike knew that as long as she started fighting, Shirakawa would most likely obey her.

"Stop joking, Shirakawa, you haven't been with me for a long time. Let's finish it quickly this time." Sanchi stretched out her long white legs and straddled Shirakawa.

Miike's head was against the roof of the car.

"Huh, that's strange," Miike's slender white hands repeatedly stroked and rubbed Shirakawa's arm. Before, one hand could barely hold three-quarters of it, but now he could only hold half of it.

It is also very wide and feels like steel and cannot be pinched at all.

All indicators seem to have been strengthened a lot.

"Have you grown up?" Sanchi asked doubtfully.

It developed into this after just a few days, which is not in line with the growth patterns of humans.

At this time, Shirakawa's face was red, and his sexual desire was also aroused by Miike.

"I'm still young, isn't it normal to grow a little bit?"

Sanchi stared at it closely, she couldn't wait to eat it all.

"I learned a lot of riding techniques from the movies, so don't give up too quickly." Miike smiled confidently, spitted, and wiped Shirakawa's arm.

A small fish that has grown up is still a small fish. How can it be compared with

What about this adult power?

Miike took aim and couldn't wait to start.

The moment of contact, Sanchi immediately felt something strange.

The attack power is so strong!!!

It looks like the Arctic icebreaker is breaking through layers of icebergs!

Just halfway through, Sanchi was almost unable to hold on.

All those unique musical skills learned from movies seem so powerless in the face of the absolute power gap.

Every small movement seemed to pluck Miike's pleasure string.

How could this be?

That’s not right. I am the leader, why is this happening?

In line with the strategy of a quick victory, Shirakawa began to take the initiative to attack.

"Hah! Ah!!!!" The moment the holy sword was swung, Sanchi showed an expression of "ah hey", as if his soul had hit a home run and flew into the sky.

"Shirakawa, Shirakawa, be gentler, I can't hold it any longer."

Miike's plea for mercy only aroused Shirakawa's desire to conquer, and he continued to attack.

Sanchi is not a virgin, and the pain was transformed into the feeling of chopsticks in a very short time.

Under repeated attacks at an attack speed of 2.5.

When his strength was released, he went to Yunnan.

Miike pressed Shirakawa down, lips touching his, savoring the aftertaste.

Of course once is not enough.

The car kept shaking in the corner of the deserted parking lot.

Pleasure, joy, and cool!

However, in the distance, a cute woman with pink hair tied in a ponytail was holding a pink mobile phone with cartoon stickers on it, secretly recording the shaking car.

Use two fingers to zoom in on the phone screen, and Sanchi's charming appearance can be seen clearly.

She wants to complete the unfinished work of Akiyama!

After collecting these materials, take advantage of the school festival when there are many people.

The video was put on the big screen to make Shirakawa's scumbag behavior known to everyone.

His desperate expression must have been very beautiful at that time.

Fukada-senpai gave a sinister smile.

178. Disappearance of Yoshioka

just now.

Ha~~yawn~

How boring.

Sorim Fukada strolled along the corridor on the third floor and stretched.

I have been busy since I came to school in the morning.

Although her job is just to give orders and organize the student council members to prepare for the school festival, it is actually quite energy- and brain-intensive.

"Vice President, um, I've already copied the flyers for the school festival." A bespectacled man wearing a student union armband came over to report.

"Oh, brother, you're awesome." Fukada forced a beautiful smile.

"That's right. For the vice president, I am willing to go through fire and water." The man with glasses expressed his loyalty, dreaming in his heart that he could have a sweet love affair with Fukada.

As a little virgin, he didn't know that girls don't like dogs who are nice to them, but only like lions who are stronger, more handsome and have more capital than themselves.

"Brother, you are so sweet. However, brother, I don't have enough manpower here at the moment. Can you take a few people to the door to distribute these flyers?"

"This..." The boy was obviously hesitant.

In Fukada's heart, he despised this kind of man. He said nice things to people, but when he really needed help, he was like a coward.

"It's okay, I'll just look for someone else. Hey! Where on earth is President Xinggong?! There's so much work to do, so many things to do, and she doesn't come to take charge of the situation." Fukada was extremely anxious. She stamped her feet, and her pink ponytail swung lightly. A few tears squeezed out of the corners of her charming eyes that were lightly made up.

This short message not only implies that Fukada himself works very hard, but also complains about the "tyrant" Xinggong Xi.

"Vice President, don't worry, leave everything to me!" The boy patted his chest and acted like a hero saving a damsel in distress.

"Oh, brother! You're so kind," Fukada hugged him, deliberately pressed her little bear against the man's chest, and said in a baby voice, "Without you, I really don't know what to do~~"

"No, no." The boy blushed, tilted his head back, and giggled shyly and excitedly.

"Well, brother, I'll wait for your good news." Fukada drew a few small circles on the man's shoulders with his fingertips.

"Okay, okay! I promise to complete the task." The boy walked away with a silly smile.

After the boy left completely, Fukada immediately changed his expression to one of disgust and took out a tissue to wipe his chest.

These licking dogs are so easy to fool. They will take the bait after a little teasing.

What a pity, the purpose of seducing them is just to make them work hard without complaint.

It would be nice to make some money.

After wiping, Fukada opened her phone, which was full of Line messages from men, with their names and birthdays marked on them. One by one, they came up to invite her out for dinner.

If it weren’t for that crazy woman Xinggong Xi, he would have earned the full “salary” for today long ago.

Fukada cursed inwardly.

"Wow, look what that is?" Several female passers-by in the corridor looked out the school window in awe.

I saw an extended Lincoln parked in front of the school gate.

In the whole school, only that crazy woman Xinggong Xi can sit up.

What a foolish look!

Fukada cursed in her heart and was about to continue arranging her work until she caught a glimpse of the group of people getting out of the car out of the corner of her eye.

The Mido sisters, the bad student leader Nikaidou, the transfer student Jackie, and...

Shirakawa Akira.

A few people were talking and laughing, which made Fukada very unhappy.

I work hard here, and they play happily there.

Oh yes, Xinggong Xi said they were going to rehearse some drama.

If you didn’t know, you would have thought they had just come back from a party.

Especially these girls.

There seemed to be a sour smell of love between me and Shirakawa, and everyone felt the same.

But he really has a leisurely and elegant temperament.

Fukada snorted coldly.

Until the other girls left, Shirakawa was left waiting anxiously at the school gate.

Fukada raised his eyebrows slightly. Now that Shirakawa was the only one left, it felt like he was going to do something important.

All the work here has been assigned, and Fukada has nothing to do.

So I just followed Baichuan secretly.

When Shirakawa got into Miike Naeko's car, Fukada quickly called a taxi and followed closely behind.

Then, it became like this.

Fukada kept changing the camera angle, recording their every move, and this woman seemed familiar.

It seemed that she was the policewoman who had given a lecture at our school. As the vice president, she had also been involved in these activities, and she remembered this policewoman in particular very clearly.

She is so good-looking and seems to hold a high position. It can be seen from the looks of it that she holds the position because of her physique.

Fukada has given a good interpretation of what it means to "see everything as dirty"

The car, which was squeaking and vibrating continuously, finally stopped.

Baichuan changed into the clothes of Chenghuang Middle School and got out of the car. He didn't look tired at all and seemed to be at ease and calm.

Fukada quickly hid himself behind a car in the parking lot, spying on Shirakawa's every move.

What’s going on? Why is he changing into the Chenghuang Middle School uniform?