Chapter 92: Shiraishi Nagimitsu's Tenderness
It was already evening when Fang Zuo returned to Shiraishi Nagimitsu's villa.
The air conditioning inside is on high.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu had not yet noticed the man's arrival.
She was immersed in cooking.
She was wearing a one-piece beige sweater dress and had long wavy hair. She was standing in the open kitchen preparing dinner.
The J-cup bust inside is as big as a boat and can almost be used as a hat.
But I can still only hold it up lightly.
The vertical lines on the sweater were stretched into a twisted shape.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu was frying the steak and flipping it in an unfamiliar manner.
The occasional splash of oil would scare her so much that she turned pale.
There was absolutely none of the aura of the strong woman she had in parliament that afternoon.
She has hardly ever cooked since she was a child.
She has always believed that cooking is a waste of time and a waste of life.
Eating is just to fill your stomach.
What could be better than fast food?
Until she had this man.
It turns out that cooking is so much fun.
Eating together becomes a source of joy.
I just don't know if he will come back tonight.
You know.
The wagyu beef I fried today was really good.
Thinking of the man, Shiraishi Nagihiru showed a gentle smile on her face.
The fat from the steak seeped out under the high temperature, giving off a light aroma.
Both sides were fried until brown, locking in the juices in the steak.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu nodded with satisfaction. Now she just needed to keep it warm and wait for her man to come back.
"Onii-chan." It was Oda Yui who was sitting on the sofa who noticed Fang Zuo and shouted happily.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu looked up and saw Fang Zuo standing at the door with a smile.
"You're back." Shiraishi Nagimitsu hurried over, hooked her arms around Fang Zuo's neck, stood on tiptoes, and kissed him deeply with her tongue.
As passionate and lingering as ever.
"I'm hungry." Yui Oda was wearing a big T-shirt and her pair of snow-white feet were kicking on the sofa like beating a drum.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu gave Oda Yui a reproachful look.
He squatted down and gently changed Fang Zuo's shoes.
She kissed him lightly again, her voice so soft that only she and the man could hear: "I am very happy today."
Fang Zuo patted Shiraishi Nagimitsu's plump buttocks.
“Win?”
"Yeah." Shiraishi Nagi nodded, then stood on tiptoe and kissed the saliva off the corner of the man's mouth: "Not only did I win, I have a great chance of being elected as the party chairman this year. Now the comments in the media and the overall public opinion are in my favor."
“That’s great.”
Shiraishi Nagimitsu cried out softly in pain.
Her cheeks instantly turned red as if she was drunk.
Gentle to the bone.
He gently punched Fang Zuo.
Then she bit her lower lip happily.
I just like men to give me this kind of painful feeling of existence.
He turned around and picked up two plates of steaks.
"It's time to eat."
Three people sat at the table.
Three grilled steaks and a large bowl of miso soup.
There is also a jug of fresh juice next to it.
"Is it delicious?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu cut a piece and tasted it.
"Hmm." Oda Yui ate while shaking her ponytail, looking extremely satisfied.
"Very good." Fang Zuo nodded.
It's full of grease when you bite it.
The beef was tender and juicy.
A light milky aroma.
"Any plans for the future?" Fang Zuo asked.
“This year’s plan is to be the party chairman so that I can fully unite the party’s forces.”
"Next year, the Prime Minister will be replaced. This will be my first time to run for election." Shiraishi Nagiko's expression gradually became serious: "There has never been a female Prime Minister in Japanese history. I think Abe Nosuke has the same idea as me."
"Also, she probably thought this incident was over. My counterattack has just begun. It's my turn to play a card later."
"I'm going to Kyoto and will leave in the evening."
Shiraishi Nagi pouted and pointed at herself.
Fang Zuo had no choice but to wipe the corner of her mouth.
Judging from the elegant way she eats, there is obviously no oil on her food.
Shiraishi Nagiko opened her mouth, bit Fang Zuo's finger that had retracted after wiping it, wrapped her tongue around it and licked it, then asked with a smile, "How many days are you going? Do you want to take the Shinkansen?"
"Well, the Shinkansen at night, maybe two or three days." Fang Zuo said.
"Ah! Onii-chan, I'm going to report to school tomorrow, and you can't accompany me to register." Oda Yui frowned.
"I'll try to get back." Fang Zuo patted her little head.
"It doesn't matter. I'll go to training after I sign up." Oda Yui took a sip of the juice beside her and said, "Ms. Jin said that I'm very talented."
"She was very nice to me, but my friends were miserable. They were scolded by her until they cried every day."
"Training for what?"
"A lot. Shape, expression, manner."
"Start vocal and dance training right away."
Fang Zuo nodded. It seemed that Jin Meiting knew a lot.
But it's normal. That kind of woman is similar to Shiraishi Nagimitsu to some extent.
An absolute strong woman.
As for her body shape and demeanor, I have also seen that she behaves in a dignified manner in public.
"Don't worry, go ahead." Shiraishi Nagimitsu cleaned up the dishes and said, "If you hadn't come back, I would have accompanied Yui to register. By the way, I also want to meet Miss Jin."
After the three of them finished eating.
Fang Zuo was sitting on the sofa with Shiraishi Nagimitsu lying in his left arms.
While holding her right hand, Oda Yui was playing with her cell phone.
After briefly watching TV with them, Fang Zuo came to Xinrong Planning.
He Zhicai had been waiting for Fang Zuo for a long time.
This time, in addition to accompanying Fang Zuo to Kyoto, I also have to go to Nara to get some notes.
The two of them boarded the Shinkansen to Kyoto.
It only takes more than 2 hours to travel from Tokyo to Kyoto, a distance of more than 500 kilometers.
The second tail of River Color has become much more stable.
There is a hint of charm on the delicate face.
"Is this your first time traveling far away?" Looking at Hebei Cai sitting next to him and hugging his arms tightly, Fang Zuo patted her little face.
“No.” Kawaya shook her head: “When I woke up, I was in Fukushima, where I met the Xiaohua-chan sisters.”
"Later, fishing became unavailable in Fukushima, so I followed my sister Xiaohua and came to Tokyo to make a living."
"I'm just a little scared because there are so many people."
"And they were all staring at me."
Fang Zuo burst out laughing.
The little guy has some social anxiety.
"They stare at you because you're pretty."
Unexpectedly, Kawanoya wore a nude-colored hip-hugging long skirt today.
She still had a young figure and lacked the maturity of a beautiful woman, but she still attracted the attention of all men.
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(End of this chapter)
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