Develop idol business in Conan World

Chapter 277 Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Eight

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The position of the gin was unsteady, because too many handles remained, and it was too arrogant.

Chianti still likes the feeling of driving. As for autopilot, it is a device to experience excitement when it is a "pop", which can enhance the mood and relationship of the props, so that every move has strong and in-depth conditions.

"Then I will solve people!!!"

With a happy expression, he retreated after a while.

In the next life, he took a look at the other's butt in the parking space and didn't say anything else. When he came to the familiar apartment building again, the message was still sent by the teacher on the phone.

[Hidden my dad came back, when will you come?

"I don't know what the course is today?"

I trot and went up from the elevator. It is only eight o'clock now, and there are still many teachers on this floor. In fact, it is the same for the teachers' building, except that women live in the upper floors and men live in the lower floors.

As far as the familiar doorplate position, he took out the rarely used key from his pocket and opened it.

The room is brightly lit, TV, air conditioning, and refrigerator are all complete. There is a small kitchen and a small bathroom, the bedroom and the living room are integrated, and there is a large balcony.

A proper single apartment is basically a single teacher in this building.

"Get off someone else's car, male or female?"

Holding a few pots of side dishes, no meat, vegan, and fruit salad on the table, the next life directly picked up a toothpick and fished one in his mouth.

"Women, bodyguards, the men from the organization."

It is natural to say the word "organization". At first, I felt it was a little mysterious, but if I listened to it five or six times a day, it would not be a matter.

Anyway, in the next life, the organization is similar to the orchestra, and it's a low-priced thing.

"Did you just do that with her..."

Slightly slow, in the next life he raised his head and looked at Sayuri-sensei, "Is it so obvious?"

There is no smell on the body, and there are no traces of anything, and there are also no remnants in other aspects.

"No, that's a feeling. Men can only look at the body when looking at women, but when women look at men, they look at their eyes. When men have those thoughts, their eyes will change."

It was the teacher's tone, and he described what he knew very gently, but he didn't know where the experience came from.

Obviously, Sayuri is also a very bored person by nature, and she doesn't know so many things in her next life, but the other party can speak very naturally.

"Compared with the morning, there are not too many thoughts and thoughts in the eyes of the next life now, as if they are empty in an instant, and I don't think about it."

Just thinking about it, hearing this description of the teacher, it was the first time that the mango I had eaten in my mouth felt that it was just an ordinary fruit, a little sweet, and I didn't care about its color.

The whole person has vented, the mind is less, and the head is empty...

"In fact, I don't know. I just feel that I want to try that, but I'm suppressing myself, wandering back and forth, feeling that this is not good, but I still feel that I want it."

Sitting on the floor cross-legged, holding the mango in his hand like this, swallowing it without chewing it in his mouth, and then eating one bite without chewing it.

After a plate of mango was eaten, the second bowl was served, and Sayuri was placed in front of the next life.

The hand speed is still increasing, and there is no image at all when eating, and anxiety is revealed in the actions from the heart.

In the end, five or six mango flesh was in his mouth in one breath, and he couldn't bite or swallow in the next life. It just piled up in his mouth, but his hands had stopped.

Suddenly, a picture flashed in my mind, a slightly black abalone with tattooed lips, and his mouth was still sticky. I couldn't bear it anymore, hit the bathroom position, knelt in front of the toilet, and started to vomit.

The mango I ate just now was spit out with thick brown sputum. Although it has a fruity fragrance, it is really embarrassing when it is spit out.

Constantly, vomiting crazily, the image in my mind just kept popping up, and then continued to vomit.

I don’t know how long it lasts, or it may be really over...

One hand gently patted the back, and then wiped the face of the next life with a towel, wiped off all the vomiting liquid, and handed over a bottle of water.

"Cuckoo————!"

There is no taste in my mouth, it is all sweet, and the greasy and sticky feeling is uncomfortable.

"Want to vomit again?"

Sayuri took the next life, turned the other's face to her side, looking distressedly.

It was the first time, except that after being depressed for too long, the child himself wanted to degenerate for a while, and then experience the so-called stimulation.

I think this is very handsome, very masculine, and very imposing.

In essence, something like this without any emotion is more difficult to accept unless it is numb.

"I don't want to, this feeling is too uncomfortable, and that picture is always in my mind."

Obviously, the last time I was with my mother-in-law, there was no such strong reaction, it was just a very ordinary process.

In other words, even if you change to Xiaolan, you can also change to Yuanzi, and you won't have such a big reaction in the next life, or that you are receiving everything from the other party.

"I have prepared clothes for you, and if I vomit dirty, just take a shower here."

After speaking, turn on the shower head, put your hand on the hot water position, and feel the water temperature...

Then it's okay. When the future life is pushed to the floor, the water will continue to spill down, and the whole person will be soaked in an instant.

When the bathroom door was closed, the heat wave in the room began to be generated, and the thin mist made the vision hazy. Leaning against the tiled wall behind, the water splashed in front of him.

"Teacher, am I learning badly?"

Whether it’s the entertainment industry, or entering a winery, deliberately bullying, etc., in the next life I don’t feel like a bad person, but only today...

There is no relationship, just want to indulge for a while...

I vomit, dare to believe it?!

"It’s not a big deal. It takes a process to learn badly. In fact, my dad often learns badly. Every time he is dragged out by the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department’s party, he doesn’t go home all night. There are so many scary lipstick marks, and there are also several lip color marks."

With a brush in his hand, I rinsed the things I just vomited in my next life. I didn't have the slightest boredom on my face, but it was gentle and clear. Then I took the towel next to me and wiped the toilet.

The bathroom is very small, with a sink, a toilet seat, and a vacant bathing area. The next life will fall after sitting with her legs stretched out. Sayuri raised her head to look at the next life who is still muttering.

"I am different, I am proactive."

At least this point needs to be acknowledged. The next life is indeed the active party, otherwise Chianti would not be able to directly develop the last level of relationship when he met with Master Qin.

In other words, the level of Chianti's own shame does not care about physical contact, while reaching the inner level is reserved.

One wanted to be bad, the other wanted to be cool, and finally became like this.

"My father is said to be passive. He has scars on his face. It scares people to death when he goes out, but there are still so many people sticking up. There are more than 20 small cards in his pocket, and the smell of perfume is concentrated on his body. Together, you can't get rid of the taste even if you splash it with white vinegar."

After wiping it clean, Sayuri stood up again, with sweat on her forehead. The towel used to be a towel for wiping the floor, but now it was thrown directly in the trash can.

Wash your hands in the sink and pick up the towel on the towel rack from the side. The white, very clean one looks like Sayuri herself often uses.

"Then later, the teacher didn't quarrel with uncle?"

"I didn't understand it at first. I always thought that my dad had betrayed my mother. In the end...it was funny to say that you appeared in front of me at that time. I thought at that time, it is better to cultivate by yourself. A child will never run out every day to spend a lot of time."

Turned around, took his own towel, and wiped the next life covered with water drops again.

The water splashes also stained Sayuri's body, and the clothes began to wrinkle, and then the inner color was also prominent on the surface. With the effort of raising her hand, she got some shampoo and rubbed it on the head of the next life.

The mint shampoo, with stimulation to the cerebral cortex, began to invade little by little.

Afterwards, the shower head was taken down and washed, and the dust accumulated on the head was completely dissipated. There was also colored paper for the morning festive fireworks on it, which was only discovered now.

"Disappointed the teacher, I seem to have begun to learn to spend time and drink."

In the next life, with his head down, a pair of huge objects are in front of him, shaking with the movements of his arms, although I have been in contact many times since I was a child...but this is the first time I took a bath.

Neither of them changed their clothes, so they washed, waiting until the shower gel on their heads was completely washed away.

"If you learn, you will learn, and after so many years, the teacher has already seen it."

With a helpless tone, she put her hand on the collar of the next life, Sayuri faded one by one, washing her each other with the shower head in her hand.

......

Lying on the bed at night, the bed is very narrow, if two people need to squeeze a little, the quilt is just an ornament when the air conditioner is turned on.

It's the one that hangs on the body at will.

In the next life, I opened my eyes and couldn't fall asleep. It was as if I could act recklessly outside, but when I came to my familiar environment, I became an educated little family.

There was no such thing as uncomfortable, but it was also a little at ease. He picked up the phone from the side and shone a little fluorescent light on his face.

There is no phone call, no information, not many people care where they live tonight, where they sleep, or what they are doing.

"En, why did you wake up so early?"

The long-haired woman with her arms wrapped around her neck slightly raised her head, groping around the turntable, and then turned to look at the next-life mobile phone, which was just a screen, nothing else.

"Teacher, go to sleep for a while. I am absent from class again today."

Speaking of re-burying in the quilt, clinging tightly to the unobstructed part.

"I'm fine, I'm on wedding leave, it's still very long..."

Now time, four o'clock the next morning.