"Is this a temptation?" Bailang thought, this is not a temptation - Momoko Fujita probably didn't want to go to this point. After all, she didn't have an unpleasant quarrel with her husband, but her hormones made her do this unconsciously.
It's just a move. "She is just getting psychological satisfaction from the attention of a young man like me - but it is just setting herself on fire. I don't think she can suppress the flames when the time comes."
Bailang watched for a while, but Mrs. Taozi seemed to be tidying up and couldn't waste time, so she quickly stood up - this time she revealed her secret, because she said hello to Bailang, indicating that she knew Bailang was behind her.
Looking at her, Mrs. Taozi, who had a slight blush on her cheeks, smiled and greeted Bailang. Then she took a step first, and Bailang followed several steps behind - this was to avoid suspicion.
Bai Lang, a congenital master, has keen senses. Of course he could smell the scent of perfume left in the air after Mrs. Peach walked by and the faint smell mixed in the perfume - this is the smell of hormonal liquid... This guy's face showed
This is the smile of the mysterious Lei Daguanren. The Lei Daguanren among the officials I want smiles like this - it is a pity that he is missing his beard.
Not to mention that Bailang was snickering from behind, Mrs. Taozi in front was swaying her peach very charmingly when she went upstairs. When she got to the door, she also said hello to Bailang and went in to close the door. Her movements were not very quick and decisive.
Of course Bailang would not jam the door and squeeze in - in that case he would be 90% sure that he would be caught by the police, in the name of being strong. But maybe the other party would swallow his anger? But this really goes against Bailang's style.
Bai Lang, Bai Shaobao, was a decent man, and he only wanted to rob civilian girls. It was too shameful to do this kind of thing like picking flowers and being a thief! So he also smiled at his wife who closed the door, and walked directly to the door of his own room next door.
Open the door and go in. Not long after stepping in, Bailang's ears twitched and he heard a low groan coming from the next door. The guy showed a mysterious smile again, feeling that his friendship with Fujita Tsuyoshi was once again advancing by leaps and bounds.
Without knowing it, Fujita Tsuyoshi had already gained a good friend who was a life-and-death friend. Bailang didn't see Mrs. Peach go out for the next time. He practiced for a while after dinner, and finally went online to watch TV.
Go to sleep. As for how Mr. Fujita will comfort his wife after he comes back, and whether he can comfort his wife, Bailang already knows the limits of this person's ability.
The next day, Bai Lang had the rare opportunity to see Taozi walking Fujita out. Fujita's face was blue and it looked like he was not in a good condition. On the contrary, Taozi's face looked healthier. Although it couldn't be said to be radiant, it was moist.
The feeling was still there. Bailang nodded to Taozi first, and then said to Fujita Gang, "Good morning, Mr. Fujita, where are you going to work? Hey? Why do I think you don't look good? Do you want to learn from me the fitness methods of ancient East Asian countries?
Technique?"
He squeezed his eyes. Fujita Go's face was already very bad, and now he even showed embarrassment. However, after hearing what Bailang said, he looked a little fascinated for a moment. When he walked to the road, he
He asked Bailang, "Does Mr. Bai really have such a fitness technique?" Bailang nodded. There was no need to fool Fujita Takeshi in this regard. It was just a matter of fitness and strengthening the body. At most, it could be regarded as a fierce fighting skill. Bailang could just use it from his own home.
You can choose something superficial in your skills.
But whether Fujita can practice or not is a matter of two things - he sits in front of the computer all day, goes drinking after work, and tries to appease his wife when he comes home in the middle of the night. It would be a miracle if he can have time to practice. Moreover.
Bai Lang patted his shoulder. Of course he knew that this guy was very weak inside. Want to practice martial arts? Let's replenish his vitality first. But with Taozi's appearance, even if Fujita just replenished his vitality and didn't wait to strengthen his foundation, he would definitely
Empty from the peach.
When Bailang patted his shoulder, he was full of sympathy, but Fujita Go felt a strong force - and the middle school student in front of him just patted him lightly. It seemed that he was in good health. When he arrived at the station, Bailang saw classmate Sakata as usual, and Fujita Tsuyoshi immediately exposed
A wretched smile - Bai Lang found that Japanese men seemed to be self-taught in this smile, and this hairy, low-class programmer actually dared to make little fingers on both hands, forming the shape of the thumb and index finger of the other hand.
The movement of being pulled back and forth inside the ring.
Then the guy slipped away, and Bailang felt that their friendship was further sublimated...
Bailang didn't care, but it seemed that Sakata also saw it, but he just lowered his head. After getting on the bus, Bailang was surprised to find that he finally saw the tram wolf - and this guy still attacked Sakata. "Poor man.
"Bai Lang sighed, because the man in front of him was definitely not a handsome middle-aged guy, but an old guy with a Mediterranean belly. This guy pressed his belly against Sakata, using the movement of the car and the swaying of the crowd.
Keep rubbing down below.
He raised his hands high to grab the handrail. He seemed to have noticed that it was easier to be caught this way, but the disgusting bottom looked like an electric motor... Sakata seemed to be the kind of introverted female classmate, just like the one in the movie
He didn't dare to say anything or resist, but he just tried his best to move his body away. Bailang was amazed when he saw that this guy could actually make Sakata's skirt roll up by just leaning down, revealing the pants underneath.
So he pinched this guy's penis and said, "Aren't you happy to fuck me?" He said in blunt Japanese. He put a little force on his hand, so the people next to him noticed this guy's ugly bottom.
, this guy turned out to be a chain-opener. The Japanese also ignored the matter, but it is also human nature to watch the excitement. At this moment, there were sounds one after another, and there were people taking pictures...
Facing the 1.8-meter white waves and the 1.7-meter-high Mediterranean Sea, he didn't dare to act. He just lowered his head and stuffed it in to zip up the zipper while saying sorry all the time. He even tried to bow or even kneel regardless of the small space. Also, in case he was caught
Being caught is a social death, especially for such a greasy middle-aged man. You can almost imagine that this guy will definitely be doomed in the second half of his life. White waves lapped at this guy's Mediterranean, "Uncle, this can't be solved by apologizing and Dogeza
The question...do you think we should call the police?"
At this moment, Bai Lang's expression was definitely that of Yakuza. He continued to take pictures of the Mediterranean Sea, which became smaller every time he was photographed. "Well, for the sake of your future life, you should compensate this classmate for his mental injury. Let's get off the car.
How about we talk about it? At this time, you are still thinking about whether you will be late? Hahahaha, uncle, you are so big-hearted, hey! Does anyone call the police? Forget it, I will call the police!"
So the Mediterranean obediently was pulled out of the carriage by Bailang. The security guards at the station were also looking at this, so Bailang pulled him aside, and Sakata followed. Next, Bailang wanted to try a common plot in Japanese dramas to deal with this guy.
It won't hurt Bailang's conscience at all.
This chapter has been completed!