A shoe print was left on Amir's shiny shoes, and what was more important was that Meiko was wearing high heels, so his big toe was throbbing with pain.
Just as he was jumping on one leg with his feet hugged, he saw Miko in Fujiwara Tomoya's arms and was so scared that he fell to the ground.
The person involved, Tomoya Fujiwara, was already frightened.
At this moment, Miko was half lying in Fujiwara Tomoya's arms, with her upper body leaning back, one leg stretched out, and her waist soft, like an elf fallen into the mortal world, which shows her good dancing skills.
Tomoya Fujiwara is 1.8 meters tall, which just creates the cutest height difference with Miko who is 1.55 meters tall. At this moment, in the noisy dance floor, they only have eyes for each other, and they are as beautiful as the prince and princess in a fairy tale.
If you can ignore Meiko's overbite.
Jiang Wan almost jumped over and shouted:
"I told you to bite your lips, not your upper lip!!!"
At this moment, Meiko's eyes looked like a frightened little rabbit, and her lower front teeth, which were biting her upper lip, looked like a mara.
The extreme contrast created such wildness that Fujiwara Tomoya almost threw the person out.
He thought he should send his teammate to the neurology department for a checkup, as there seemed to be something wrong with him...
Jiang Wan slapped her on the head and pulled Miko out of Fujiwara Tomoya's arms: "Put your big tooth back!"
Miko was a little flustered: "Didn't you say biting your lips is sexier... Did I do it wrong?"
Is there a big difference between the upper lip and the lower lip?
Jiang Wan chuckled, "No, how could you be wrong? You, kid, I'm afraid you'll never be single again in this life."
After scolding the failed student, Jiang Wan looked at Fujiwara Tomoya with a smile: "Sorry to bother you, the child is a little silly, you guys continue chatting."
Then he hurriedly pulled Meiko away.
Judging from Fujiwara Tomoya's posture, he might break Miko's neck in the next second!
Jiang Wan took Meizi away, but didn't go far. He just watched from the side.
Tomoya Fujiwara's face turned pale. He was embarrassed and his teammates were going crazy. This was not going to be a good day!
More importantly, his team members just followed Jiang Wan so smoothly?
Amir polished his shoes and smiled gently, "Captain Fujiwara, your teammates are quite interesting. Is this some special program?"
Fujiwara Tomoya: Don't be silly, I want to die.
Amir felt very happy when he saw Fujiwara Tomoya looking like he was about to die.
I remember how the Japanese team did so many dirty things, both openly and secretly, relying on the protection of those above them.
That team has never been cheated?
Besides, in the last game, it was Tomoya Fujiwara who used himself as bait and tricked the three teams into being eliminated.
Looking at his appearance now, I almost want to set off a couple of firecrackers to celebrate.
"Captain Fujiwara, are you still going to do this dance?"
Fujiwara Tomoya almost gnashed his teeth: "Jump, why not jump?"
It's no wonder that the family heir, who has been raised in an aristocratic style since childhood, does not look effeminate even when dancing like a woman. He has a handsome look and his body sways slightly, which makes people imagine a lot.
The group of people reading the article on the barrage have arrived.
[Tsk tsk tsk, this small waist, this small buttocks, absolutely beautiful. ]
[Hahahaha, Miko's expression just now made me burst out laughing. If it weren't for the way she bit her lower lip at the end, I really thought she was trying to seduce Fujiwara Tomoya.]
[Before showing teeth - seduction, after showing teeth - funny. ]
Oh my god, I can't even look at Tomoya Fujiwara's back anymore. I've already pictured him wearing Doraemon Kuchako. Who could stand that?
[I'm itching to watch this, are there any wives who can give me some food?]
[Don't rush me, I'm in labor. I need to make sure everyone has something hot to eat today!]
Fujiwara Tomo didn't know whether the barrage was hot or not, but he was like an ant on a hot pan, feeling uneasy.
Amir's leisurely voice sounded: "Captain Fujiwara, do you agree to my request? If it's okay, we can go out and sign the terms, which will also be a guarantee."
He doesn't trust verbal promises. Everything must be put on paper as evidence.
Fujiwara Tomoya: Promise... promise nothing!
What’s the difference between this and selling yourself for fame and fortune?
Two-thirds of the resources and points of the entire game were given to them. What will their own people eat? Will they starve to death?
We have to hurry up and pull out the flag after them, so what’s the point of pulling it out?
"A quarter of the supplies and resources are yours. Your personal strength will be determined at the finish line. I won't stop you, but I can't wait for you to take the flag first. If you can, we'll sign an agreement."
Amir raised his eyebrows. "Captain Fujiwara is not sincere. There is no need for us to continue the discussion."
After he finished speaking, he swung his hand and Fujiwara Tomoya was thrown out in a circle, leaving him in the middle of the dance floor.
It's so funny. Who needs a quarter of their supplies? The three-party cooperation among the Indian, Russian and Korean teams can achieve resource sharing.
Their ultimate goal is to defeat the Japanese team and then the Chinese team to avenge their previous defeat. As for the Myanmar team, it doesn't matter. They will be eliminated on their own when the fight starts, so there is no need to worry.
The willingness to cooperate with Fujiwara Tomoya was not strong in the first place, and he was so arrogant that he wanted to send them away with only a quarter of the resources? Isn't it funny?
Tomoya Fujiwara looked at Amir with a dark face as he walked towards other team members. He was almost furious.
Another entry in the little notebook of grudges.
No longer looking at Amir, Fujiwara Tomoya turned his gaze to the captain of the Korean team, Kim Tae-yong.
He turned around nimbly, pushed aside Kim Tae-yong's dance partner, and placed his hand on it with great skill.
Who knows, he is now dancing the female steps quite smoothly???
The barrage was full of licking the screen.
[Shashaha, even though Fujiwara Tomoya's personality isn't great, his physique is still amazing. When he swings his hips, my friends are drooling all over the keyboard.]
[What a strange thing to call a friend out of nothing! But I seriously doubt that Fujiwara Tomoya is actually gay. Look at how smooth his female steps are, there's no sense of disobedience at all. He looks great with both Amir and Kim Tae-yong.]
[Have you noticed that Fujiwara Tomoya has been surrounded by the Chinese team, tightly.]
[I wonder what they are talking about. Is there anything that we VIPs can't hear?]
"What did you do, Walter?"
Kim Tae-yong was so scared that his hair stood on end. How could the female companion he had finally snatched away be gone in an instant?
Why did you become a man?
Turning around, he saw that the female team member was standing opposite Amir. The two of them saluted and jumped on.
"Captain Kim Tae-yong, will you cooperate?"
Hearing Fujiwara Tomoya's voice, Jin Taiyong said angrily: "What kind of cooperation are you talking about? Are you trying to trick us into elimination again?"
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