Chapter 963 Drunk

On the show, Hashimoto-en unreservedly stated that Zhen Fan is the image of a prince in his mind, which excited many people who were looking forward to Zhen Fan and Hashimoto-en's prince and princess living happily together. Excited to quarrel all night on the Internet, and then the next day it became a hot headline on major websites - the love between the prince and the princess. Well, this is just Japanese yy, after filming the talk show, what should everyone do or what should they do.

It's just that a 'female' woman watched this TV talk show last night, and she did it all night. When she went to work in the hotel in the morning, she was teased by her colleagues. Miike Kikuko felt a little empty in her heart. Originally, she I don't want to care, but the more I let myself not care, the more I care.

The prince and princess are together, but she is just Cinderella. The best spouse of a prince should be a princess. Hashimoto Sono is a princess, and she is Cinderella. She doesn’t have a crystal slipper, and she doesn’t have a luxury carriage that she can use for a short time to attend the prince’s ball. She can’t be on the dance floor with the prince. dancing.

Feeling very sad, Michi Kikuko decided not to think about this person anymore, she kept telling herself that this is just a very, very illusory thing that only exists in cartoons. Just forget about him, she clenched her fists and secretly shouted "Come on" for herself.

The whole day, she didn't have any thoughts, she was in a daze when she was going to work, she was almost caught by the manager, and when she was making coffee, she almost spilled the coffee on her colleagues, and what's even more outrageous was that she forgot her mobile phone At the front desk, he actually chased the guests with his hands. Said that the guest forgot his mobile phone.

"You're very absent today, all these days. What's the matter with you? Why don't you take a leave of absence, if you're sick!" Colleagues saw Miike Kikuko's absent-mindedness. He said to her worriedly, "It's always like this. Sooner or later, the president will find out, and he will be expelled at that time."

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble!" Michi Kikuko just said sorry, but nothing changed at all. Seeing her like this, the colleagues could only shake their heads and stop trying to persuade her.

Finally, it was time to get off work. Michi Kikuko changed her clothes and came out of the hotel, carrying her small bag on her back. Her skirt just covered her knees, just looking at her little 'legs', they looked very slender, gracefully curved, and white and tender Her skin reveals her charm.

"Hey, little sister, are you a student?" Suddenly a skinny old man in his sixties, wearing a traditional Japanese kimono, appeared in front of her, squinting at Kikuko Mike. He said with a smile, "Are you a college student? Do you have a student ID? I am a photographer. I want to find a college student model. I think you have a good figure. Can you be my model? I will give you a good salary Yes!" This man stopped Michi Kikuko's way.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm not a student!" Michi Kikuko bowed slightly to the old man,

He planned to walk past him, but he didn't know that the old man didn't give up, he turned his body again, blocked Miike Kikuko's way, and continued to look at Miike Kikuko's face with a smile.

"You look good, be my model, not a student, this is my business card, I'm a great photographer, recently I'm taking a series of pictures of girls, I think you fit my heart very well It won’t delay you for a long time, two hours is enough, and I can give you this amount of reward!” The old man stretched out two fingers as he spoke, his skinny fingers dangling in the air , "20,000 yen, how about it?"

Twenty thousand yen is of course nothing. It may be enough for ordinary school girls, because these school girls let these old men who think they are photographers take 'sexy' photos, which is the price. They are mainly to earn some pocket money, anyway, they are just taking sexy photos.

If you want to show off, you have to pay more. The price will jump directly from 20,000 yen to 50,000 yen. If you want to take photos or videos of "bed", the price will jump from 50,000 yen to more than 100,000 yen. Some students have quoted Two hundred thousand yen, which is equivalent to the price of a professional woman.

"I'm sorry, I don't do these things, I'm going home, I'm sorry!" Michi Kikuko still bowed to the old man, trying to bypass the old man again, but was stopped by the old man again, obviously the old man did not give up , his vision is really good, Mike Kikuko is considered a rare beauty in Japan, because she only put on light makeup, it seems that this kind of beauty can move people's hearts even more.

"No, no, beautiful lady, you are indeed very suitable to be a model, your figure is so good, don't 'waste' such a good condition that God gave you, if you don't let your beauty be shared with the whole world , This is committing a crime. Look at our national goddess Hashimoto, you have a figure and face that are not inferior to her at all." The old man continued to fool Mike Kikuko, "Promise, as long as you accept If you pass this business card, a whole new world will open to you, and your world will be completely new, instead of a nine-to-five life. Let the boredom wear down your body."

Hashimoto Garden? Michi Kikuko was taken aback for a moment, why is this name so familiar, by the way, this is the 'goddess' of the Japanese people, this time the name stung Michi Kikuko, so she was stunned. The old man thought that Miike Kikuko was thinking about whether to agree, so he was overjoyed, and decided to put in more effort, and said: "Yes, you even have better physical conditions than Hashimoto-en, and I... am the most healthy in Japan. Famous photographer, as long as you promise to cooperate with me, I will make you the new 'goddess' of the Japanese people, how about it? Promise!" As he said, he stretched out his hand to pull Mike Kikuko.

"Ah——" Michi Kikuko shrank back as if being electrocuted when the old man touched her hand, took a step back, and said to him in horror, "No, no, no, I won't do this, I will I don’t want to be a model, please let me go? Please!” As he spoke, he bowed to the old man again.

The old man was grinning and wanted to say something more, but suddenly he was slapped on the shoulder, and a voice came over: "I'm sorry, sir, do you have something to pester this lady?" The slap immediately pushed the old man to his knees on the ground, almost limp.

He couldn't understand English, but the man's strength was too great, and he didn't take any excuses, so he hurriedly ran forward, but he didn't expect to get caught on the road all of a sudden. The hook of the pole hooked his trousers to one side, revealing the skirt of the female student's sailor suit underneath.

"So it's a pervert!" The man shook his head, then reached out his hand towards Kikuko Mike, "Are you okay?"

A very familiar voice, yes, this voice appeared in her dream, in her meditation, even just now, Michi Kikuko didn't dare to raise her head, she was afraid that the voice would not be too loud. True, he bowed to Zhen Fan and was speechless for a long time.

Zhen Fan stretched out his hand to hold her hand, looked at it, and saw that Michi Kikuko was already in tears, so she couldn't help but smiled and said, "Don't do this, I went to the hotel where you work just now, and said you have left, so ...I just walked this way to try my luck. Coming back to Japan again, I thought I should come and see you. You are my friend, aren't you?"

"Yes, yes!" Michi Juko stood up straight and bowed to Zhen Fan, but she didn't know what to say or what to do, so she just looked at Zhen Fan straightly, her My brain couldn't react.

"Let's go, take me to eat the special snacks here, I'm leaving tomorrow, I just want to come and see you when I leave!" Zhen Fan said and stretched out his hand to Miike Juzi, Hold it lightly, "Let's go, I heard that there is a sushi restaurant here, I like to eat sushi, and... will there be geisha performances in Tokyo? I have never seen it, do you want to see it... ...Is sashimi really delicious? I must learn...maybe I can entertain you one day..."

Along the way, the two of them chatted constantly. At first, Zhen Fan kept looking for topics to get rid of Michi Kikuko’s restrained feelings. Later, Michi Kikuko started to let go of her emotions during Zhen Fan’s few jokes and kept laughing. Then, screaming continuously, the two of them ate from one side of the street to the other, tasting all kinds of snacks and drinking a lot of sake.

"I didn't... didn't expect you to come, you... are so handsome!" Michi Kikuko was a little drunk, she was 'confused', very courageous, and reached out her hand to 'touch' Zhen Fan's face, "I have...dreams of this face many times..." She staggered and walked beside Zhen Fan.

Zhen Fan originally wanted to go back to the hotel, but he was still worried that Michi Kikuko would be outside alone, so he reached out and stopped a taxi: "Do you speak English?"

"Yes, where is it?" the driver asked.

"Juzi, where do you live?" Zhen Fan hurriedly asked, while Michi Kikuko was still a little awake, Michi Kikuko muttered a place name from her mouth, the driver immediately nodded and said, "I know that place! "Speaking, he drove away and arrived in a short while.

Helping Michi Kikuko to the door, Zhen Fan took out a bunch of keys from her handbag, easily found the key to the 'door', and opened the 'door' to enter, Michi Kikuko's house It is relatively small and belongs to the typical room of a small house in Tokyo, Japan. The entire space is less than 30 square meters, but there is also a 'bed', a desk, a small kitchen, and a toilet. I really don't know how to live. Zhen Fan couldn't help shaking his head.

Putting Miike Kikuko on the 'bed', Zhen Fan could have made her more sober, but he didn't do it because he knew that Miike Kikuko was deliberately getting drunk, so he fulfilled her wish. Sitting next to her and looking at this 'girl'. Very cute girl.

"Zhen...you...so beautiful...I saw you on TV...Prince...my prince..." Michi Kikuko spoke intermittently, her eyes closed, as if she was raving, " But... but I'm Cinderella... Cinderella... I... miss you very much..." As she spoke, there was no sound. On her fair and tender face, two lines of tears were clearly visible. ;