I will eventually become the king of Shura Field

There are not many customers in the store, but the environment is not small, separated into several venues, it is quite spacious.

Makoto Jingu walked several small places, but did not see Shizuka Hiratsuka.

Could it be that she gave the wrong address?

Makoto Jingu was a little puzzled.

At this moment, a door opened, and a beautiful figure came out, beckoning to the waiter in the corridor.

At a glance, Makoto Jingu immediately recognized that this familiar figure was Shizuka Hiratsuka.

Isn't it?You come to the bar for a drink and open a private room??

Then why don't you buy wine and drink it yourself at home??

I'm really careful. This security measure is really perfect.

Don't talk about being picked up after being drunk. According to this situation, those who want to get into trouble probably won't even find her.

I was really drunk and just slept in the private room until I was awake.

emmmm, then he was really a bit redundant when he came over.

It's a pity, how could Makoto Jingong let himself come here in vain, it would seem stupid for him.

As I said before, this is the best opportunity to step into Hiratsuka's heart.

Chapter Thirty-Five: Shizuka Hiratsuka, while the strategy is in progress!

He stood on the steps, quietly watching Hiratsuka not far away.

She seemed to be explaining something, she talked to the waiter for a while, then turned back to the private room, and the waiter left.

The light in the corridor was slightly dim, and some fascination lingered. Standing here, you can feel a little bit of the atmosphere of the bar.

Makoto Jingu walked to the door of the private room, knocked lightly, and then waited for Shizuka Hiratsuka to open the door.

However, there was no sound inside.

He knocked on the door again, still silent.

Jingu Makoto tried to knock again a little harder, but unexpectedly pushed the door open.

It turned out that it was not locked, it was just concealed. The door was a bit heavy, so I couldn't feel it when I knocked lightly.

According to the internal furnishings and specifications of this bar, under normal circumstances, when guests choose a private room, it will be automatically locked. Even the waiter must use a specific employee card to open the door and leave a record. This is to ensure the safety of the guests. .

After all, when you are drunk, how can you remember whether the door is locked or not. If someone walks in casually, then you don't know what will happen.

She didn't close the door, she didn't know if she was drunk, or deliberately concealed it, after all, she just told the waiter what she had just told the waiter, maybe she drank out of alcohol.

Pushing the door open, Jingu Cheng quietly walked into the private room.

The private room is not bright, like the light in the corridor, it is a little dark, but it is more fascinating.

Shizuka Hiratsuka turned her back to him, slumped half prone on the sofa, as if picking up something.

But looking at Makoto from the perspective of Jingong Makoto, an impulse was born in an instant.

Shizuka Hiratsuka is now dressed differently from her usual time at school.

When she was in school, she was mostly a suit with a shirt. The bottom of her body was trousers. There was basically no nudity. She looked dignified and elegant. She was able to attract the attention of others. It was purely due to her excellent appearance and charming temperament. .

But at this time, she dressed more boldly than usual.

With the dim light, it can be roughly judged that this short skirt with naked back is blue, and the exposed beautiful back is smooth and flawless, like a mirror that has just been polished, but the dim light more strongly highlights the whiteness of her skin. Apart from being white, she was also blushing, which should be a reaction after drinking.

The neat long hair was tied up, exposing a seductive jade neck. The jade neck was also decorated with a collar necklace. The crystal gemstones of the necklace were wrapped around the back of her neck, reflecting each other's smooth beautiful back.

As for the beautiful legs under the short skirt, there is no need to describe them too much. They are slender and soft. They are also blushing, and the interweaving of white and red is fiercely turbulent.

The high heels on the toes are the thin strap high heels that Makoto Jingong loves very much. The color is holy white, and it wraps around her ankles like an ankle.

She turned her back to him, looking down, looking for something. Seen from the back, her straight buttocks naturally came into view, showing her beautiful figure with her, the whole posture seemed to be waiting to enter.

Seeing her in this pose, Jingu Cheng couldn't help but involuntarily come up with Jean Barr's dress-up: the unruly BloodStone.

The only sense of inconsistency is that this dress is supposed to be at an elegant banquet, and should not appear in the noisy and drunken bar private room.

Because no matter who it is, as long as it is a male, all his mind will be attracted by just looking at it, and the desires generated are likely to break through reason.

In such a place, this temptation is too dangerous.

Even Jingu Makoto swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and suddenly felt his lips dry.

Her usual capable image and her charming and elegant image collide with each other, and the contrast can arouse more instinctive desires.

"Eh, where did you go... how can you not find it..."

Hiratsuka did not realize that "outsiders" had broken into the private room.

She frowned, her intoxication made her sanity a bit dazed, and keeping her head down made her feel difficult, as if she was about to fall down the next moment.

Jingong Makoto resisted the turmoil in his heart, and when he was sober, he looked down and found the corkscrew lying quietly under the table.

Ha, was it looking for a corkscrew?

Makoto Jingu bent down and picked up the corkscrew, smiling with a taste: "Are you looking for this?"

The sudden sound frightened Hiratsuka Jing jumped, she turned her head suddenly, saw the corkscrew held by Makoto Jingu, and said subconsciously

: "Well, thanks..."

Before she finished speaking, she froze in a moment when she was confused, and her drunken eyes instantly became extremely clear.

Seeing the playful smile at the corner of his mouth, Hiratsuka Jing's pretty face flushed fiercely!

This time, it was not the skin irritation caused by alcohol, but the shame from the bottom of my heart!

Impossible...how could it be...how could this brat be here!

Is it an illusion?It must be an illusion, I would have stopped drinking so much.

Hiratsuka murmured a few words to himself.

Obviously she is a calm and capable mature elder sister, but this look of deceiving herself is really cute.

It was so cute that Makoto Jingu couldn't help but walk over, and squeezed her flushed face: "It's not an illusion, Hiratsuka-sensei."

The pain came, not an illusion!

Uh~

The first thought that came to Hiratsuka's mind was not to slap his "rude" hand away, but to immediately cover his face and his red face.

"Don't call me teacher, woooooo."

It's over, it's bad, it's gone, it's really him!!!

What should I do now? As a teacher, I met my students in the bar!!

For a moment, the shame and shame in Hiratsuka Jing's heart almost didn't stun her.

It's really hot, my face is dying, I really have no face to see people.

Makoto Jingong couldn't help laughing when she saw her evasive behavior like stealing a bell.

She is really cute sometimes, she is almost thirty years old.

Hiratsuka quietly covered his face, and his voice came out from the gap between his fingers: "You are not allowed to laugh, you are not allowed to laugh!!"

Jingu Makoto patted her on the shoulder, and said softly, "Isn't it just being seen by me? There is nothing to be ashamed of, and I won't talk nonsense."

Oh, you can shut up~~~

Hiratsuka still covered her face and twisted her delicate body, she really felt dying.

Ok?Wait, no, how can he come in??This is a bar.

Hiratsuka recovered a little psychological advantage, quietly retracted her little hand, and said solemnly: "Jingu-san, do you know where this is?"

Jingu Makoto said lightly: "You know, isn't it a bar?"

Hiratsuka frowned and said sternly, "Heh, you also know that this is a bar. Minors are not allowed to come in!"

Jingu Makoto shrugged and said, "Maybe I am more mature, and the uncle at the door didn't check me, so he let me in."

"You hurry back to me, can minors come to such a place casually? What is this?"

Hiratsuka used the teacher's aura to hide the shame in her heart.

Makoto Jingu suddenly leaned against her, and Hiratsuka shrank away in surprise, pretending to be calm, and said: "You go back quickly, I won't hold you back to the bar."

Makoto Jingu just smiled, did not speak, and continued to lean aside.

Hiratsuka groaned quietly, this stinky boy was so hard when he was in school, wouldn't it be more difficult to do it when he is not in school!!

She can only shrink back to the side, keeping her distance as much as possible.

Makoto Jingu continued leaning over regardless, Hiratsuka couldn't help but quickly reached out to push him away.

She didn't expect that Makoto Jingong took advantage of the little hand she stretched out, and then pulled it vigorously. Unprepared, Hiratsuka was suddenly pulled by him.

Patter

The bodies of the two touched each other, shoulders to shoulders, and Hiratsuka could no longer maintain his calmness: "Let go, I'm your teacher."

Makoto Jingu whispered in her ear, "Didn't you call me? Hiratsuka-sensei."

He deliberately made the term "Hiratsuka-sensei" very heavy, and at the same time he blew into her red ears.

Hiratsuka made a quiet cry, her delicate body trembled abruptly, and the drunkenness once again filled her, shocking her sanity.

"I... when did I call you?"

Hiratsuka quietly whispered.

At this time, she was obviously very weak, whether it was the shame of being hit by the students, or because she actually had a feeling for the students, these two points mixed together, so that the always strong Hiratsuka Jing could no longer maintain her majesty.

Makoto Jingu took out his cell phone and said leisurely: "I called you just now and I plan to ask you for leave because I have something to do tomorrow."

"Unexpectedly, I haven't said anything yet, so you keep asking me to drink with you, and if you say anything, as long as you drink with you, you will give me the opportunity to pursue you."

"I didn't drink, I remember these words very clearly, presumably Hiratsuka-sensei, you are not drunk enough to completely lose your memory, right?"

Boom!

These words from Makoto Jingu's mouth were like thunderstorms, and they thundered Hiratsuka completely.

Of course she is not drunk. Years of drinking experience has allowed her to develop a strong drinking capacity. It is difficult to expect to get drunk.

This bit of wine will only make her a little fuzzy, and there is still a long, long distance away from being drunk.

So of course she knew what she said, and she remembered everything he said.

Moreover, she really said these words herself, every sentence is true!

It is precisely because he remembers clearly that Hiratsuka wants to die at this moment.

If he ran into him drinking, at best she was a little ashamed, after all, as a teacher, she did not set an example.

But these words just made it impossible for her to keep her teacher's face in front of Makoto Jingu.

But...but...

How could that call come from you?Didn’t my mom call me the blind date?

Yes, it seems that his first sentence just said he wanted to ask for leave...

Patter

Hiratsuka Shizuo covered her face again, this time she covered her face tightly, in a state of not letting go.

It's over, this is really over.

All the teacher's face is gone.

The extreme shame, the feeling of shame to the explosion, constantly impacted Hiratsuka's sanity.

She actually said to the students...As long as you come to drink with me, I will give you the opportunity to pursue me...

Such words, ah ah ah, kill me, I am not alive!!

Oooooo~