I will eventually become the king of Shura Field

"Just sent home?" She looked at him with complicated eyes.

Makoto Jingong first coaxed her affectionately, then made a vain shot and said it was a joke, and then unabashedly admitted his coveting of her.

His continuous operation made Shizuka Hiratsuka be stunned by him.

Does this guy really like himself, or does he really just want to have fun and make a little joke?

Or do you mean that you really like yourself, and you are really worried that you will not accept it, so you use these true and false means and tone?

Sometimes true, sometimes false, the elusive mystery is like a poppy-like poison.

Curiosity is always the first step to tempt a woman into a trap.

Jingu Makoto raised his eyebrows, met her eyes, and said softly: "If you don't mind what happens, I'm happy to help you."

Shizuka Hiratsuka shook his head quickly and said: "It is impossible for me and you, I am your teacher."

"Ha, then just take you home." He looked at her with clear eyes: "Trust me, okay?"

"it is good..."

Hiratsuka quietly had some guilty conscience, and quickly bowed his head to drink.

After a few drinks, Makoto Jingu picked up her cigarette, took out a lit one, and placed it on his lips.

"It's not interesting to drink alone, I'll play a trick for you."

It was a bit sultry, Jingu Makoto took off his jacket and unbuttoned the two buttons on his shirt by the way, revealing strong muscles, but they were not fully exposed, looming.

He picked up the remaining wine glasses and placed them on the table, and began to skillfully mix and blend.

Shizuka ordered several different wines, which happened to give Makoto Jingu a chance to pretend to be B.

His skills are far behind those of professional bartenders, but for Shizuka Hiratsuka before him, it is a real shock.

Not shocked by his technique, but shocked by why Jingu Makoto can mix wine so skillfully.

He... Isn't he a high school student??

In her cognition, Makoto Jingu is very smart, but he is actually not good at communication. She seems to be enthusiastic but somewhat closed.

Generally, a boy like this is in a period of confusion and rebellion in adolescence. He is clever and stupid, proud and inferior, and can easily fall into a lost path, so Hiratsuka is especially concerned about him.

But since this time, his performance has been constantly refreshing Hiratsuka's past knowledge.

Even this hand bartending technique...she has seen it from him for the first time.

So this guy was pretending before??

He was so behaved when he was in school, why are there so many things?

Clubbing, teasing girls, bartending, smoking...

He has more so-called "bad habits" than her teacher!

Contrast will arouse curiosity. It is not ordinary curiosity, it is very curious, very strong curiosity!

And, a strong attraction!

With a cigarette in his mouth, he changed his posture in the dim bar private room. The wine glass was filled with liquids of different colors, blending continuously under dazzling operations. The whole process was as if watching a performance.

Hiratsuka gradually stared blankly.

I have to say that the current Jingongcheng exudes a strong hormonal charm, which is a seductive and degenerate romance.

It makes sense that men are not bad and women do not love.

In particular, he is also very handsome, with a halo of max appearance.

Unknowingly, Shizuka Hiratsuka showed a nymph-like gaze. At this time, Jingu Makoto didn't have the immaturity of a student, but was like a prodigal son full of experience.

Girls don't like naive boys, they like strong and mature men, because every girl wants to be protected.

It wasn't until Makoto Jingu finished mixing the wine and placed it in front of her, Shizuka Hiratsuka came back a little.

"What? Are you fascinated by me?" Jingu Cheng vomited a cloud of fog, which was naturally filled with smoke, covering the faces of the two.

"You... do you often come to this kind of place?"

Hiratsuka lowered his head and dared not look at him.

The color of the blended wine is very beautiful, not a single one, but a variety of blends to create a harmonious splendor.

"Well, I usually don't come, because I don't like noise, unless someone makes an appointment."

Jingu Cheng said lightly.

"That.. Did you teach yourself?" Hiratsuka Shizuo asked again.

"Ha, curiosity is forbidden, you can taste it first, it tastes pretty good, trust me."

cut...

Hiratsuka was a little dissatisfied, opened her red lips, picked up the glass and drank it.

Jingu Makoto was immediately stunned. This is a mixed wine. Are you bored?

He drew out the tissues speechlessly, and then held Hiratsuka's body.

Well, his preparatory measures are well done.

Immediately after drinking it, Shizuka felt like a fire was burning in her throat and mouth!

Puff~

She couldn't help squirting out the unswallowed liquor from her mouth, clutching her hot throat, as if out of breath.

Fortunately, the wine was not too strong this time, otherwise her throat would be dumb.

Jingong Makoto looked like he had guessed a long time ago, and while helping her wipe the wine stains on the corners of her mouth, she gently patted her beautiful back.

"I said you haven't drunk a mixed bar? Drink slowly, no one will rob you."

This tone... seems to coax a disobedient child.

Hiratsuka curled his mouth, trying to refute but couldn't speak, it was too spicy.

"Okay, slow down."

Jingu Cheng carefully helped her relax her drinking spirit, and when she was relieved for a while, he picked up ice water and asked her to rinse her mouth.

"Spit here, don't vomit."

He picked up the trash can, like a very caring nanny.

After a while, Hiratsuka quietly came over, gasping for breath.

Jingong Makoto was not idle, pressing her acupuncture points with big hands to make her feel better.

Hiratsuka saw this series of operations.

She pursed her mouth, her eyes are extremely complicated: "Are girls often asking you to drink?"

Well, she started to care, she started to care.

The shrine smiled silently from the bottom of his heart.

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ps: ask for a blade at the beginning of the month,

Chapter forty-two: Hiratsuka, who was drunk?

In front of different girls, boys actually have to play different roles.

If you have a weak personality, you must take good care of it and show a gentle side so that she can feel dependent on you.

To treat an arrogant personality is to do the opposite, but to grasp the degree, not to be rude to refute, but to be justified, to always keep her from doing what she wants, but not to let her down. Only comfort when you are down.

And a mature woman like Shizuka Hiratsuka, who is nearly 30 years old and has no love experience, needs a different face.

The first thing to break her concept is to let her give up her status as a teacher and look at him from the perspective of a woman.

Second, it is to become her favorite type from the perspective of a man.

Some girls like gentleness, some girls like elegant, some girls like domineering, countless.

The so-called little milk dog and little wolf dog, but also the embodiment of these types.

But no girl does not need to be protected, no girl does not want to be spoiled, please keep this in mind, even Hiratsuka is no exception.

Therefore, no matter what type, excellent and powerful, gentle and mysterious, have enough ability to take care of her, and have enough mystery to fascinate her.

It can not only meet her long-term security needs, but also meet her short-term yearning for romance.

This is the kingly way.

"Well, how do you want me to answer you?"

"Tell the truth." Hiratsuka looked at him quietly.

"To be honest," he whispered: "So far, only you."

Well, this is really the truth.

Hiratsuka sneered, and the stamina of the alcohol slowly emerged, and the words began to be unclear: "Let you... tell the truth. Don't use these lies to deceive me."

Jingu Cheng was deeply wronged and shrugged: "If you don't believe it, you are the only one."

Seeing his sincere look, Hiratsuka secretly wondered, could it be that he was telling the truth?

But he is so proficient, he obviously doesn't go to the bar less often.

This kind of place is as handsome as him, and the man with the temperament of a prodigal son is the most popular.

No, whether it is true or false, what matters to you?What do you care about so much!

She patted the table and whispered: "It tastes pretty good, but it's choking."

Jingu knowingly helped her fill up, and this time he said: "Drink slowly, don't be choked again."

"I know!" Hiratsuka wrinkled Qiong's nose, expressing unhappy with his long-winded tone. He was not a child.

Sip after bite, this mixed wine is easier to get on top than pure wine.

After drinking a few cups, that kind of bewildered sense of spinning reappeared again, it seemed that tonight, I was really going to get drunk.

While drinking, the two of them were chatting without stopping their mouths.

There is a man like Makoto Jingong who is very good at opening topics, and generally there is rarely a cold scene.

Shizuka Hiratsuka is getting more and more excited as he chats, and he is happier as he drinks.

As soon as he lit a cigarette, Shizuka Hiratsuka snatched it away, and then placed it on his lips without mind, spreading the mist in the private room.

Makoto Jingu glanced sideways, then looked at the wine on the table, which was almost all drunk, and whispered, "It's almost time to go back."

"Go back?" Hiratsuka's face flushed, and her eyes were blurred: "No, you are not allowed to go back, you have to stay here with me, keep drinking..."

While speaking, she also actively leaned on Jingong Makoto and put on his shoulders, her breath full of alcohol.

Jingu Makoto was convinced at this moment that she was really drunk, and the smell of alcohol on her face made him a little disgusted, so he pushed Hiratsuka away: "Don't speak to my nose, stay away from me."

Hiratsuka Shizuka was shocked, as if she couldn't believe it.

She tilted her small head, held Jingong Makoto's face in both hands, frowned and said, "You actually hate me?"

"Smoke!!! Pay attention to your cigarette butts!!!"

There was still a cigarette in her mouth, and the hotness was infinitely close to Jingong Makoto's face.

"Oh, is it because of the cigarette? Then I won't smoke." Hiratsuka nodded innocently, picked up the cigarette, and pushed it back to Makoto Jingu's mouth.

Under Hiratsuka's deep gaze, he could only hold back helplessly.

"Hehe, then don't dislike it~" Hiratsuka became more and more drunk.

Makoto Jingu sighed, he almost forgot, Hiratsuka's wine is terrible!

Either you are not drunk, and once you are drunk, it becomes very troublesome.

"Going back." He said again.

Hiratsuka said anxiously, "Are you really leaving? Are you leaving me?"