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Li Muzhi took back his hand with an innocent look on his face: "I saw it all. He was the first to attack. I was just passively fighting back."
Since you can't defeat the opponent verbally, the easiest way is to pull him into an area that you are familiar with and then defeat him.
"Let's go." Li Muzhi took Fujiwara Ryoko's hand. He had controlled the strength. Watanabe Izumi only had a mild concussion and would recover after a short rest.
Fujiwara Ryoko was extremely disgusted by his holding her hand, but she did not struggle and was led in front of Fujiwara Akane.
The series of events that just happened have shattered the poor little girl's worldview. She still looks in disbelief and feels like she is in a dream.
"I'm sorry, I lied to you." Li Muzhi looked serious and nodded at her: "Actually, I'm your sister's boyfriend."
"You...you..." Fujiwara Akane pointed at Li Muzhi, her face showing fear, anger, regret and countless other indescribable expressions, all mixed together. She pointed for a long time but couldn't utter a complete sentence.
"I'll explain the details to you tomorrow." Li Muzhi shook his head: "Anyway, your sister and I are truly in love, it's not what you imagine."
If possible, Li Muzhi didn't want to lie to her. He actually had a good impression of this somewhat naive girl.
But if I tell her about her sister, it might be a bigger blow to her.
Pretending to be a couple with Fujiwara Ryoko is a very suitable identity at the moment.
Fujiwara Akane looked devastated and turned to look at her sister. Fujiwara Ryoko still stood there with a cold look on her face, but the fact that she did not deny it was considered as her consent.
"Let me take you home." Li Muzhi picked up Fujiwara Akane, whose worldview had collapsed and who was like a puppet.
In the end, Fujiwara Ryoko called a black car to take her back.
Fujiwara Akane's eyes were lifeless throughout the entire process, and she looked like a walking corpse.
And they went to the hotel, they had secrets to discuss.
Li Muzhi lay on the bed with his head raised: "Who is that Watanabe Izumi?"
"His father and my father are acquaintances." Cold sweat broke out on Fujiwara Ryoko's forehead because of the pain, but she still insisted on sitting down, as if this could preserve the last bit of dignity.
"Yeah." He glanced at Fujiwara Ryoko who looked in pain and said, "I really just asked you to come and understand the situation. I don't have any other intentions."
"Humph." Fujiwara Ryoko's face was full of sarcasm and disgust: "It doesn't matter. I said that as long as you help me achieve my goal, everything I have will be yours."
Chapter 171: Being Tricked by My Aunt
"As you wish." Li Muzhi spread his hands and lay back on the bed. Watanabe Izumi's family background was not simple. Even if it was not as good as Fujiwara Ryoko's, the difference was not much.
I heard the sound of Fujiwara Ryoko gritting her teeth. I looked down and saw a bulge on her fair and flat belly.
Now that his fiancée has truly become like him, I think he probably can't stand this.
And there is the naive young lady Fujiwara Akane, who knows that her favorite sister is with her. I wonder what her expression will be tomorrow.
He put his hand on Fujiwara Ryoko's slender waist, and did not hide the disgust on her face at all.
After spending these days together, Li Muzhi can no longer treat her as just a tool.
I sighed and decided to worry about it tomorrow and finish the things at hand first.
. . .
He came out of the bathroom with a bath towel wrapped around his lower body, revealing his perfectly defined pectoral muscles and six-pack abs.
Thanks to his training under Tsuchimikado Setsuna, he looked a little thin when he put on his clothes, but after taking them off, the visual effect was great.
Even Tsuchimikado Setsuna would often smile and reach out to touch.
At this time, Fujiwara Ryoko was lying on the bed, her hair had fallen down and stuck to her fair skin because of sweat.
He lay there motionless with his legs spread out, and the rise and fall of his body proved that he was still breathing.
"You lie down for a while." Li Muzhi reached out and picked up the T-shirt on the ground, put it on his head, and covered his muscular body: "I'll go back first."
"Not enough..." Fujiwara Ryoko, who was like a dead fish, suddenly turned her head away. Her originally cold expression took on a bit of madness. She stared at Li Muzhi with her beautiful eyes, which were filled with disgust and madness.
"Uh..." Li Muzhi glanced at her. This cold beauty already disgusted him to the extreme.
And pain seemed to give her some kind of spiritual comfort.
"I don't mind." Li Muzhi shrugged, glancing at her well-proportioned fair figure. "Now your sister already knows about our relationship. If you go back injured again tonight, it will be difficult to explain tomorrow."
"It has nothing to do with you." Fujiwara Ryoko looked like she had given up.
"Okay." Li Muzhi took off the T-shirt he had just put on, mainly because he was afraid that it would be stained with her scent, and it would be difficult to explain to his aunt when he returned.
He picked up a towel from the side and threw it in front of her.
You can cover your mouth tightly later, otherwise your screams will be too loud and it will be bad if the staff hears it and calls the police.
This time the two did not stay here overnight.
At the front desk, it was Fujiwara Ryoko who took out her card to pay the bill. The female clerk looked at him with a very complicated look.
"Let me help you." Li Muzhi sent her to a black car and didn't know what to say.
"Don't worry about it." Fujiwara Ryoko shook off his hand, turned around and staggered into the car.
Watching the black car disappear at the intersection, the best scene in the hotel emerged in Li Muzhi's mind.
At the end, Fujiwara Ryoko cried when he hugged her, and her crying was extremely sad.
It's like venting out the emotions that have been suppressed to the extreme.
At this moment, she completely failed to show the madness of achieving her goal at any cost.
Just like an ordinary woman who had been wronged, crying in his arms.
Of course, this emotion didn't last long, and afterwards it returned to the expression that disgusted him to the extreme.
He's just like a scumbag who puts on pants and refuses to admit it.
Human emotions are complicated, and Li Muzhi doesn't know which one is the real Fujiwara Ryoko.
He didn't have to think about these things for long. When he returned home, he saw his aunt leaning against the window.
Holding an ashtray in one hand and a ladies' cigarette in the other, she looked out the window, her eyes revealing a bit of the vicissitudes of life and the charm of a mature lady.
But this feeling didn't last long.
After seeing Li Muzhi coming back, his usual playful smile instantly appeared on his face, and he put out the cigarette in his hand: "Are you fooling around outside again?"
"Ahem..." Li Muzhi coughed twice and sat on the sofa: "Aunt, can I ask you something?"
Cangchuan Qingshui put the ashtray on the windowsill, her stockings stepping lightly on the wooden floor, and sat down opposite him, crossing her legs and resting them on his thighs naturally: "Why are you so polite?"
"Not really..." He took her little feet and began to rub them. Looking at the charming aunt, he tried to test her: "I think I like the new teacher Ryoko."
Cangchuan Qingshui was stunned, blinked her charming eyes, and her expression was indescribably subtle.
She also retracted her feet from his hands, sat up straight, and changed from being lazy to being dignified, instantly switching to the appearance of the cold and beautiful female teacher in school.
"I thought we could talk."
"Here it comes..." Li Muzhi said secretly. He could test the relationship between the two from his aunt's answer.
If the two were really in a relationship, then my aunt would definitely try to convince me to give up.
This time I have been fully prepared and have anticipated all kinds of explanations she will give. I will definitely not be defeated this time.
"Sorry, I don't seem to have noticed that you have grown up." This time, Cangchuan Qingshui was not as frivolous as usual, but with a bit of the seriousness of an elder.
“Uh…” Li Muzhi was a little confused. This answer was a little different from what he expected.
"At this age, it is easy to be fascinated by mature women who are older than you." Cangchuan Qingshui said seriously: "Especially women with authority. If they are also beautiful, it can satisfy some hidden desires."
"Hey, aunt, what the hell are you talking about?" He was confused. This was no longer a question of whether to try or not. His aunt completely treated him as a young boy who was just beginning to develop sexual desires.
It looks like he is giving himself a lesson in physiology and hygiene.
"It's okay, don't deny it, there's nothing to be shy about." Aokawa Shimizu said, "It's hard to find a woman as outstanding as Hanayama Yuzuru among the students, so I set my sights on the teacher."
"And..." At this point, Cangchuan Qingshui paused, his eyes flickering: "And it is extremely rude to treat Teacher Ryoko as a substitute."
Li Muzhi opened his mouth wide, with question marks all over his face.
Cangchuan Qingshui did not continue to speak, but stood up and said: "You are already an adult, you must learn to control your desires in a way that does not hurt others."
After saying that, without waiting for him to speak, she turned and went to the bathroom.
She came out not long after, but the stockings on her feet were gone, revealing a pair of white bare feet. She winked at him and then went straight back to her room.
Li Muzhi, with a confused look on his face, also entered the bathroom and looked at the mature black translucent underwear and a pair of transparent black stockings placed on the washing machine.
He could no longer tell whether his aunt really treated him as a child of that age or was simply teasing him.
Chapter 172 This is not a play
He had no sexual interest in trying his aunt's method of not hurting others and controlling one's own desires. He was not a pervert, so he would not tolerate the scent of the scent.
Since he was exhausted enough with Fujiwara Ryoko in the hotel, he fell asleep as soon as he fell on the bed and did not have any strange dreams.
Time quickly came to the next day, and Aokawa Kiyomizu told him that he would pursue Fujiwara Ryoko, and he did not show any abnormality.
This made him wonder if he had misunderstood their relationship.
Fujiwara Ryoko's madness for her aunt is just unrequited love.
These questions are certainly not so easily answered. When I arrived at school, I found that Fujiwara Akane's seat was empty. It seemed that what happened yesterday was a big shock to her and she hasn't recovered yet.
During the break, in Fujiwara Ryoko's office, Li Muzhi leaned on her from behind and said, "Is your sister okay?"
Fujiwara Ryoko lay on the desk, gritting her teeth, her fingernails seemed to dig into the wooden office: "Don't think about hitting on my sister."
"Hey, don't make me sound like a stud." Li Muzhi picked up a cup of coffee from the side and took a sip: "She and I are just ordinary friends."
"Humph." Fujiwara Ryoko put her face on the table, turned her head to look at him, and said with an indescribable mockery in her tone: "Isn't it?"
"You are getting more and more used to it now." Li Muzhi changed the subject: "What is your relationship with Mr. Cangchuan Qingshui?"
He initially thought that the two might be in a lesbian relationship. Given his aunt's somewhat sexy appearance and personality, there was no sense of incongruity between the two of them standing together.
However, there are many suspicious points here. First of all, I live with my aunt and I don’t deliberately hide it. This is not a secret.
If their relationship really reaches that point, it is impossible for them to go to a hotel every time.
Just by going to their home once, you can tell that they are living together.
As for the last hotel experience and the past few days together, it was definitely the first time for this intellectual and cold beauty, Fujiwara Ryoko, in every way.