Comprehensive Dimensional Double Repair

Makoto Ito stepped forward and directly spoke to her in Chinese. He remembered who this person was.

"...I...I am."

The goddess was a little restrained, and nodded, "My name is Yang Mi...You are also Chinese?"

She smiled very friendly, at least here, no one would know her star status, and there would be no paparazzi.

Makoto Ito found that Yang Mi was more beautiful than when she was watching her childhood. Upon closer inspection, her figure is also very good, and her words reveal a bit of gentleness. Makoto Ito subconsciously looked at her feet. Not smelly at all..."

Makoto Ito couldn't help muttering to himself.Yang Mi is smelly feet?That is obviously nonsense, this is more beautiful than what I saw on TV before I crossed, and the appearance and behavior, but there is a kind of Yang Mi who is watching Guo Xiang in the hero of the condor. The temperament is not bad at all. How many.

"I think of you,...you are the Yang Mi who made the movie in Tianchao, right? I am your fan and drama fan, I...I like the Nie Xiaoqian in the ghost of a Chinese girl the most."

Makoto Ito took a pen from his pocket and handed it to her.

"So you know me... I... I thought no one here recognizes it... You must never tell anyone."

Yang Mi breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at Makoto Ito subconsciously. She found Makoto Ito was definitely one of the best handsome guys, with sword brows, stars, and amber eyes showing a little indifferent.

"No, by the way, what is your relationship with Hawick Lau?"

Makoto Ito is thinking, he is considering whether he wants to sway Yang Mi.

"Who is Hawick Lau? I don't know..."

Yang Mi shook his head, and Ito Cheng suddenly realized that because the time and space of this world may be different, does this woman named Yang Mi have the original scandal, and she is one of the best pure beauty.

"So it's like this... Does that sister have a boyfriend?"

Makoto Ito continued to ask.

"...No...what's the matter, asking so many questions all at once? You don't want to chase me?"

Yang Mi paused briefly while holding the pen, and asked in confusion.

"En...I think so...Actually, I have always regarded you as my goddess. For a beautiful person like you, if I say that I don't like it, it is simply impossible."

Makoto Ito shook his head.

"Okay, no kidding. I don't have a boyfriend yet. If you can make my heart beat in three hours... I'll be your girlfriend... How about?"

Yang Mi paused for a moment, but simply responded, in her opinion, no one can make her heart beat.

Chapter Twenty-Five: Fuck Yang Mi [The End Chapter]

It’s simply too simple to fuck a woman’s heart in three hours. At least in Ito Makoto’s impression, he can get a woman’s heart in at most an hour, and then spend five or six hours to fuck a woman’s heart. Body, Makoto Ito is quite confident of a beautiful goddess like Yang Mi, "No matter what, I will try my best. As long as I can see my sister, I will be very happy. If you are well, it will be sunny. "

Ito Makoto smiled faintly, this smile with confidence, with the amber eyes, and the handsome face, even female stars like Yang Mi would be stunned.

"Cut, you know what to say, but forget it, how about you help me hold the camera and take pictures for me?"

Yang Mi seems to be alone in a strange country, so a person will inevitably need someone around her. For her in a foreign country, this is really lonely.

"it is good."

Makoto Ito easily took Yang Mi's camera, which is the best companion of the patriarch Edison Chen, "Can I take a picture of you?"

Makoto Ito took the camera, through the focus, her gaze fell on Yang Mi, the authenticity she wore was violent, and the monthly magazine made Makoto Ito feel excited.

"Well, you can take a picture, and help me take a few more pictures. If I return to China, it can be a souvenir."

Yang Mi smiled happily. The two of them were empty on the grass near the shrine in Japan. Surrounded by beautiful scenery, they were also extremely romantic. Romance is the nature of most women. Makoto Ito clicked. With the shutter, the pictures of beautiful women flowed out one by one. Makoto Ito is really a sincere impulse, but he must remain calm and calm at any time. If you really talk about a woman's body, he can do it anytime. Obtaining, but Makoto Ito never cares about the body, but the heart of a woman. It is more difficult to steal someone’s heart than to steal someone’s body. Obviously, Makoto Ito is the kind of love master who pursues extreme difficulty. .

Makoto Ito studied photography. In his previous life, that is, before traveling, he used to open a photo studio with a large group of apprentices. He was the boss at the time, and occasionally a private person came to take wedding photos. Makoto Ito would spend time alone with him. The appearance above is already very beautiful, so I have had relationships with some people and wives in private. Of course, these are digressions, so I won't talk about it for the time being.

Yang Mi wore a pair of jeans, with a moving figure that made it difficult to move away from her body at a glance. With a gentle smile on her dark eyes and a friendly smile at the corners of her mouth, Makoto Ito kept looking for every beauty with her camera. At the moment, however, there seemed to be movement in the grass at this time, Yang Mi's face was very ugly, one by one came in the direction of the camera, a large group of paparazzi were holding cameras and microphones, and kept stepping forward.3 Her ugly face was about to get angry, Makoto Ito grabbed her hand directly, "I'll take you away."

"Yep."

Yang Mi nodded, her body Bei Ito Makoto was pulling her little hand, and the two of them were running in the early morning breeze. Behind them was the paparazzi chasing constantly. Yang Mi's hand was held by Makoto Ito, and she felt it spread in the palm of her hand. The temperature that came, I don’t know why, it would be very, very warm. My eyes fell on Makoto Ito. Although it was small, it gave a very stable back. Her heart fell in love with this feeling a little, and she smiled. Watching Makoto Ito's back.

The running figure is much faster than the group of paparazzi with cameras behind them. Soon, they ran for about half an hour. Although they were tired, they didn’t feel it when they were running. They both hid in Tokyo City. In an ancient temple outside, there was no one around, except for a huge sacred tree beside him. Under the fresh air, Yang Mi sat under the sacred tree, breathing slightly, "Thank you really. "

"Isn't there anything, I am not friends with you? I think helping a friend is nothing, right?"

Makoto Ito smiled, looked at Yang Mi's backpack, there was a guitar in it, "Do you like music?"

Makoto Ito pointed to the guitar and asked.3 "Of course, although I can sing well, I still like listening to music and relaxing."

Yang Mi smiled brightly, "Do you know how to play guitar? If a boy plays guitar for me, maybe...I...I will like it."

Her face was blushing and she looked a little embarrassed.

"Of course I will." Makoto Ito held the guitar and gently plucked the strings. The babbled music emanated from the guitar, and Junyi's figure sat on the grass, humming softly. Then, the sound like the sound of nature is so heart-pounding, Makoto Ito said, singing a song called "Nothing" as if telling a story.

"The old face that emerged in your breeze has been blown to the sky. I am still living alone in the fast-paced city..."

He said in a vicissitudes and heartbreaking tone, Makoto Ito hummed, the elegant musician probably said it was him, under the black hair, Junyi’s face with a faint smile, Yang Mi sitting On the grass, listening quietly, closing my eyes, feeling the lyrics and singing, the whole person can’t help being drunk, listening with selflessness, although only a few minutes of songs, it seems that a very long time has passed, she I felt that I was listening. When Makoto Ito finished singing the last sentence, she slowly opened her beautiful eyes, "Is this song your original?"

"Of course."

Makoto Ito smiled. He never minded plagiarizing himself. At least in this time and space, everything he sings, to them, is not heard. What is this not his original?

"It's really nice..."

After she finished speaking, she wiped her tears involuntarily, "You must be a person with a story? I think you are such a good person, why not become a singer? If you want, I can help you recommend."

Yang Mi was wearing black stockings and jeans couldn't hide her slender legs. She smiled at her fingertips and her voice was filled with infinite warmth.

"The story is beautiful because of people. If I didn't meet you, I wouldn't be able to write such a song or sing such a sad story."

Makoto Ito said softly, "I wrote this song for you... as long as I see you like it, then I will be happy as a movie fan."

After Makoto Ito finished speaking, he stared at Yang Mi quietly.

Yang Mi's face was blushing and it was too obvious for Makoto Ito to say this. He was confessing to himself, "You...you say that...can I be quiet for a while? After all, this is too sudden."

It's a pity that she hasn't finished speaking yet, Makoto Ito has already pressed her hand on her shoulder and kissed her lips. The lips meet together. The whole body is completely soft, and the heart is soft. Makoto Ito looked at her quietly, "I love you, really...can you be with me?"

After speaking, he hummed softly and sang a sad version of the fairy tale, with infinite vicissitudes and love for a woman in his voice, and the voice of love to his bones, as if singing for Yang Mi.

How selfish and wayward people hear such songs, they are still not only moved by it. What's more, Yang Mi is a perfect person. Now he is listening intently, listening to Makoto Ito’s voice, Ito Makoto’s hand After brushing her body, the dress was gently torn off, "How can this be..."

She was blushing, but her body couldn't help but leaned against Ito Makoto's arms. The body that was exposed was completely intoxicated. Ito Makoto's hand brushed her cheeks. Her body was extremely soft, for the first time. , Makoto Ito rode on her for the first time. This is the goddess Yang Mi. She is still the body of a woman to this day. Makoto Ito presses on the top of her mountain and feels a wave of heat coming from her. Full of warm milk, "You... don't be like this..."

Her voice was very low, and she was extremely shy, and her people seemed to be caught in a deep shyness.

"Do you not like it?"