Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

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After signing the agreement, Shuji Kano nervously led the management team away. He had received assurances that the government's bailout funds would be invested in Fuji Holdings.

"What exactly is going on?"

Misato pouted, feeling the effects of the alcohol, and looked at her son with hazy eyes.

Li Xinghe sincerely defended himself:

“I imprisoned him for a long time before he agreed to sell.”

Suddenly, Misato burst into tears:

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... I'm not a good mother, but you don't hate me..."

As she spoke, not knowing how to express her true feelings for her son, she kissed Li Xinghe in one breath.

Remi Tsutsumi and Aimi Miyaji were both stunned. Haru and Nozomi Sasaki turned their heads in surprise. The women watched as Misato took the initiative to kiss her son, even the mother herself was giving him a wet kiss, her tongue teasing him. This was the most naked expression of emotion, but it was also quite disorderly.

Misato's mother's heartfelt confession caught Li Xinghe off guard, and he was even somewhat bewildered by Misato's kiss.

Their lips parted, and both mother and son suddenly felt a little awkward.

This kiss clearly cannot be described as a mother-son love kiss, because it was a French wet kiss, and even Misato took the initiative to suck her son's tongue into her mouth and play with it, making her feel like a proactive bad mother.

Just as everyone was exchanging bewildered glances, sensing the awkward atmosphere, it was the already drunk Sato Tsuyoshi who, with a nonsensical remark, managed to defuse the mother-son kiss:

"The kiss was great, that kissing scene was fantastic, it perfectly captured the complex emotions of love and hate between the mother and son, a love that was both familial and a secret, immoral affair. Let's make it like that for the second season."

He offered Li Xinghe encouragement, albeit somewhat confusedly:

"The second season is going to be completely upgraded, introducing Ms. Misato Ma, who will play the role of a wealthy socialite and the head of a large conglomerate. To be honest, this setup is entirely to satisfy the fantasies of vulgar viewers about a beautiful conglomerate chairman. Little Xinghe, you'd better do well in the next season, your script is going to be more difficult. Your scenes with your mother will also be very exciting and challenging."

Now it was Li Xinghe's turn to be dumbfounded:

"what?"

Sato Tsuyoshi patted Li Xinghe on the shoulder:

"You're in charge of the scenes with your mother. Of course, it's an absurdist comedy. In the story, she's your stepmother who takes over the fortune your father left you and becomes the mastermind behind the scenes in the script."

Season 2 features an upgraded script, with Misato Masa returning from directing to become the screen goddess of yesteryear, and also incorporating acting elements into the script.

Actually, it's not just about satisfying the audience's perverse tastes and increasing the scenes between her and her son. The whole absurd mother-son scenario is designed to allow Misato and her son to spend more time together.

"...What time is it? Shouldn't we leave now?"

Nozomi Sasaki suddenly suggested that everyone had drunk enough and it was time to call it a night.

Given the current atmosphere, who knows what else might happen?

Sato and the others were all drunk and confused, so they took the opportunity to get up and say goodbye, and then helped each other to the second meeting.

However, Tsutsumi Reimi did not leave, so Miyaji Aimi did not leave either.

Haru and Lee Seong-ha were already bed partners, so if she didn't leave, Sasaki Nozomi wouldn't feel comfortable leaving either.

So it turned into five women surrounding Li Xinghe.

Seeing the dangerous looks the other women were giving her son, Misato, like a mother wolf protecting her cubs, suddenly had the idea to hug Li Xinghe under the influence of alcohol:

"Come audition. You're busy with work, so you can't show your lack of confidence during filming."

As she spoke, she pulled Li Xinghe along, lay down on the tatami mat, and made Li Xinghe kneel in front of her, re-simulating the intimate moment between mother and son, with their muscles rubbing together.

"what?"

Li Xinghe, who raised a question, was quickly stripped naked. Tsutsumi Rei and Haru cheered him on from the side. Under the influence of alcohol, everyone was a bit unrestrained, just wanting to see a good show of mother and son committing immoral acts.

A handsome young man rides astride behind his goddess-like, wicked mother.

Anyone who sees this will say, "This is immoral."

Misato was wearing a long dress, which was simply lifted up to pretend she was completely naked.

Li Xinghe knelt in front and looked down. The thin underwear offered no obstruction whatsoever. In fact, it could be said that Misato, who wore the thong underwear to enhance her figure, had never considered that she would be rehearsing with her son.

Suddenly, a phone call came in, jolting Li Xinghe awake.

He quickly picked up the phone; it was a call from Eman in Washington:

"Is your assassin ready?"

Li Xinghe said quickly in English:

"I have prepared two advanced air defense missile systems for you, which can guarantee that you can shoot down even 10 Boeing 767s."

But Ayman reported the latest developments:

"The problem now is that Jay Chambord and I were put on the same plane. Your daughter and I were forced to be tied to the target."

Her voice was very amusing, and she was particularly emphasizing her daughter's needs.

"what do you mean……"

"I've had the test done, and it's a girl. For the health of both mother and daughter, you need to think of a solution quickly."

Ayman chuckled and hung up the phone.

Li Xinghe reluctantly put away his phone and said to Jian Meili:

"Mom, you have a granddaughter."

Misato shuddered and suddenly became alert.

What am I doing?

She's a mother, and the handsome young man on her body is her own son.

Just as she was about to regret it, she realized that their bodies had already inadvertently slipped into a small, round head during their blurry, rubbing motion. Water splashed down, wetting their intertwined pubic hair.

Misato tensed up, her beautiful eyes widening as she lowered her voice and scolded the brat:

"Hey! You little rascal! When did you go in!?"

The author says:

Author's Note: Thank you all for your support. Here's 4800 words. I took my mom out to dinner last night and didn't get back until 10 pm, so I didn't have any drafts and wrote this all on the spot.

Chapter 508: Always Have a Pregnancy Test on Hand, A Macho Man's Nine-Hit Kill (4900 words)

Rain nourishes the forest; a horizontal log extends into a secluded cave, wedged between the openings, and dripping water creates ripples.

This is the current situation between Li Xinghe and Jian Meili.

Because Misato was wearing a long skirt, the hem of the skirt could cover her vital parts to a certain extent. However, both Li Xinghe and Misato were tense all over, their muscles contracted. As a result, even though Misato was just lying down, she could feel that her flower path was constantly inviting Li Xinghe to go deeper, wishing he would have a wonderful and exciting adventure in their honeyed place.

"Um... what was the script again?"

To ease the awkwardness, Li Xinghe reached out and quietly rubbed Misato's small doorbell, hoping to relax her and get her to come out.

But just as Mimi's face was radiant and glowing, Haru suddenly pushed her from behind, grabbed Li Xinghe's shoulder from behind, and said teasingly, "Are you stupid?"

Her collision caused Li Xinghe to fall forward, and both he and Jian Meili turned pale.

We're inside. This time, we're completely inside.

Misato felt her thighs and her perfectly maintained, shapely buttocks rising and falling uncontrollably, as if joyfully welcoming her son's return. Li Xinghe, on the other hand, felt an extremely tight restraint, the muscles of his abdomen gripping his large Xinghe tightly, as if trying to take it away.

Neither of them spoke, but they felt the urgent friction between their spirit and flesh.

At this moment, Nozomi Sasaki pulled out the script and, half-drunk, said:

"The mother's role is purely that of a behind-the-scenes boss, a villainous woman like the wicked queen in Snow White. However, rather than being a breakthrough in the script, she is mainly responsible for providing the audience with fantasy. Just like Yoshino Kimura and Yukie Nakama in Aibou."

Haru nodded repeatedly, climbed up from behind, and helped Li Xinghe and Misato relax a little. Then she pressed down on him, pinning Li Xinghe down and making Misato let out an "Ah~".

The sound was so clear that you could even hear the sound of water flowing and rubbing, but the four women remained expressionless and unresponsive, instead blushing as they chatted about the show.

Haru also explained:

"Although our show achieved an 11% viewership rating, it was unsurprisingly warned by the censorship association."

It's actually quite serious. Since Haru and Nozomi Sasaki are positioned as the female leads, it was decided that the moral boundaries had to be controlled when providing fan service. Therefore, they had to bring in the more charismatic Misato Mama to add more suggestive scenes with her queen-like aura and her antics with her silly son. Of course, due to the absurd nature of this drama, the so-called "fan service" mainly involves creating suggestive scenarios like the mother and son 'playing ping-pong' on the sofa, to satisfy the audience's perverse desires.

"Since there aren't many scenes, what's the purpose of this scene rehearsal?"

Miyaji Aihai stared intently at the point where Li Xinghe and Jian Miri were having intercourse.

"When acting as a mother and son, you need to skillfully produce sounds that easily evoke associations, allowing the audience to imagine."

Reiji Tsutsumi seemed to be adding something, but he was actually quietly lifting Misato's head from behind and letting her rest her head on his lap so she could move on her own.

It moves on its own?

This question, which Misato had never pondered in her entire life, unexpectedly became a natural choice of her body.

Four women surrounded him, talking about the script one after another, using completely risqué language to create an atmosphere of infatuation and confusion.

Li Xinghe didn't move at all; it was purely through the contractions of Misato's own abdominal muscles that Misato squeezed coconut juice out of him.

Feeling the surging water inside her cavity, Misato was in a sorry state:

"Ahem, you should go take a shower. Son, don't move yet."

Misato struggled to get out, her hands covering her disheveled long dress. She didn't even bother to wipe the white liquid that had dripped onto her thighs and the floor before rushing into the bathroom.

At this moment, Tsutsumi Rei took the initiative to push Lee Seongha down and used her fragrant lips to lick the liquid-filled Seongha, licking away Misato's desire.

Haru followed him into the bathroom, dug a perfectly wrapped birth control pill out of her phone case, and quietly slipped it to Misato.

"Mom, eat this."

Upon seeing the birth control pills, Misato understood everything.

If you say that people don't understand, isn't that an insult to four exceptionally intelligent women?

In fact, the four people were just improvising and showcasing their amazing acting skills to help Misato, whose face was already showing her dilemma and desire to "eat her son," to half-heartedly fulfill her distorted inner desires.

"Anyway, no one else is watching now, so let's keep pouring drinks next time and just pretend we don't know anything," Haru advised Misato to think more positively.

Misato was furious and wanted nothing more than to tear the faces of those four women to shreds.

However, she had no right to criticize others, so she had no choice but to accept the medicine.

When they came out, although the screen was drawn, it was a complete charade. It was obvious that Tsutsumi Rei was riding on top of Lee Seong-ha, happily extracting the juice of pleasure.

Turning off the room lights, Misato lay down and firmly vowed that she would never again let alcohol cloud her judgment.

Quit drinking!

But the darkness was filled with the sounds of women's panting, and the slapping sounds seemed never to stop.

The deep, labored breathing kept Misato from sleeping at all, so she could only pretend to be asleep.

I don't know how much time passed, but a text message came in.

Li Xinghe turned on his phone and was shocked to find that the woman beneath him was no longer Haru. Now, it was Sasaki Nozomi, who was kneeling on the ground pretending to be asleep, her face covered, but her thighs were practically draining him dry. Haru and Tsutsumi Reimi were lying haphazardly next to him, the two half-drunk women having secretly switched places and finished their fun.

After Sasaki Nozomi finished, Miyaji Aimi straddled Li Xinghe's waist and sat down, biting her lip.

Riding position.

With a very serious expression, she told Li Xinghe, "I still..."

Then, it felt as if a barrier had been broken through, and drops of blood fell down along the great galaxy.

"This is my way of expressing my gratitude."

Miyaji Aimi expressed her sincere gratitude.

Li Xinghe, meanwhile, held her soft, yielding breasts and turned on his phone to call Mei, who had contacted him.

Mei lay comfortably on the bed, enjoying Jill's oral sex service.

She asked Li Xinghe, who was also lying down:

"What are you doing?"

Li Xinghe slightly moved his phone to show Gong Si Ai Hai, who was vigorously thrusting her hips:

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