After teasing the dog, he got fucked

The sedan stopped at the end of the red carpet.

A teenager wearing a mask and suspenders and suit pants stepped out from the outside of the back seat.

He walked onto the red carpet and carefully opened the rear door.

After the young man bowed to invite, a hand was stretched out in the car, gently resting on his open palm.

At the same time, a black bright leather open-toed high-heeled shoe also stepped on the red carpet.

Just when everyone was curious, the boy stepped back and pulled out the invited master.

Her long white hair was pulled up high in a Greek style.

In stark contrast to her white hair and skin, is her eye-catching red lips.

There was a mocking smile on those lips, together with the ice-like coldness in the blue eyes, they froze everyone's gossip on their lips.

"The Port Mafia, Mikoto." She nodded slightly and introduced herself to the waiter who registered the guests.

The waiter didn't dare to look directly, so he flipped through the guest book quickly and found the name in the dazzling list.

He let out a long breath, lowered his head respectfully, "Please come in."

Kokodo ignored the waiter, but only glanced at the dog Curledu who was following him.

The smile on her lips suddenly became warmer, and she said slowly: "Let's go."

Following this sound, the dog Curly Thorn led Mikoto to the other end of the red carpet without looking sideways.

His hands and feet were tense and his movements were stiff.

He was clearly just holding Kokodo's hand, but he felt that his hand was so hot that it made people sweat.

And the root of it all...

Gou Juji pursed his lips, feeling that his ears were burning.

He still didn't dare to look at Mikoto.

Just because under the light, her image is more clear than in the car.

The shoulder armor made of sterling silver is tied with a red veil fluttering behind him.

Large silver embroidered flowers bloom on the transparent fabric from the collarbone to the chest, which naturally transitions into a tube top design.

Scarlet wrapped around her graceful figure, revealing her smooth and jade-like left leg from time to time while walking.

With this appearance of Kokodo, why doesn't Goujuji want to look at it a few more times?

But just a glimpse before getting into the car was enough to make his ears redder than her skirt.

He didn't even know if his ears had lost some of their flesh color now.But from his guess, probably not.

However, President Harada, who noticed Mikoto's arrival, didn't have the slightest idea of ​​charming.

Holding the wine glass, he squinted his eyes, fixedly staring at the shining silver wreath in the shape of an olive branch in her hair.

This woman did it on purpose.

President Harada gritted his back molars secretly.

Even though he was just a "guest" invited by him, his aura was even stronger than his master.

Thinking of the information revealed by the Chanyuan family, Chairman Harada stabilized his mind.

After all, she is an uneducated girl.

It's no wonder that she doesn't know what "customers do as they please".

Chairman Harada hid the disdain in his eyes, and took a few steps forward towards Kokoto.

He covered up the anger in his heart with a loud laugh, and stretched out his right hand.

"Welcome, welcome. It is a great honor to invite a guest like Ms. Kokoto, whether it is a humble person or an inuzi."

No matter how he tried to conceal the hypocrisy in his words, Chairman Harada couldn't add a trace of sincerity to his smile.

"You really make the humble house flourish."

Holding the old and skinny hand of the other party, Kokobe greeted back with the same smirk: "Where is it, your son has also left a rare mark on us in Yokohama."

President Harada couldn't hold back his superficial kindness when he choked on her like this, so he could only twitch a few words casually.

He squinted his eyes, staring at the backs of the two white-haired figures, and let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity.

"Go and report to the adults of the Chanyuan family that she has arrived."

Chairman Harada ordered one of his subordinates at random, then retreated to the lounge, and met someone who had been hiding behind the scenes.

Mikoto and Tomoki who had already entered the venue didn't know about it.

When they walked into the hall, everyone's eyes were on Kokodo.

Kokoto turned a blind eye to such stares.

She just tapped the dog's palm, and her smiling lips moved almost invisibly.

With a voice as gentle as the wind, she comforted: "Don't be nervous, you just need to be a pendant."

Goujuanji remembered that the public relations officer had said the same thing.

"Since you can't communicate smoothly with other people, then feel free to leave everything to Kokodo."

The misty smile of the other party is as clear as yesterday.

But how could he be a pendant with peace of mind?

Especially when he noticed the familiar seniors from the sister school in the distance, Gou Juici felt even more uneasy.

Why does Kenji Kamo appear here?

Besides Kamo Kenki, are there any other conjurers?

But before Gou Juanji could figure out the logic, the two of them were stopped by a man who suddenly appeared.

He smiled obsequiously, "Long time no see, Miss Kokodo."

At the same time, he also peeked at the dog Makiji who was following Mikoto.

"It's been a long time." Kakoto smiled softly, "Mr. Komura looks the same as he did back then."

She smiled deeper, "It seems that after the downfall of GSS, you seem to be doing well."

Komura looked at her with surprise in his eyes.

He never thought that after six years, Kokodo would still remember him.

And six years ago, he even only met her once.

That was when the GSS had just formed an alliance with the "sheep" and was about to launch an attack on the port mafia, but it was wiped out.

He was only 14 years old at the time, and he always remembered how the Kokobe in front of him took the GSS into the pocket of the port mafia.

As a stand-in for the son of the GSS leader, Komura is very close in height and appearance to him.

On the night when the GSS was destroyed, the son of the GSS leader planned to use the arrest of Xiaocun as a stand-in, so as to escape the golden cicada.

But it's a pity that even if there is only a little difference between the two, she has discovered it.

Facing the member of the port mafia who thought he had captured the son of the GSS leader, the girl with long hair dyed ice blue just glanced at it and said coldly: "No, look again."

And Xiaocun, who had been untied, could only kneel on the ground in a daze, watching her finish counting the remaining assets of GSS by herself.

The girl identified every member of the Port Mafia among the corpses, and even knew their backgrounds.

She elaborated a compensation plan based on the work each victim had done with the Port Mafia.

It wasn't until she finished all the finishing work that she casually stared at Xiaocun, who was always kneeling not far away.

"Aren't you running away? You can only survive if you run away?" She asked, "After all, the port mafia will not accept imitations like you."

How could Komura not know this?

He just...

Komura could no longer remember how he felt at that time.

But he thought, it shouldn't be much different from his current self.

Recovering from the memory, Komura pulled the boy beside him and pushed him in the direction of Kokoto.

He still smiled flatteringly, but he didn't seem so happy.

"This is my best work." Komura put his arms around the boy's shoulders, "It's also my most proud student."

Glancing at the dog curly thorn, he said meaningfully: "He admires you very much, and hopes to share your worries."

Hearing this, even the dog curly spine can understand what this person wants to do.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at the boy who was a head taller than him.

When the other party was about to respond, Gou Juici also whispered: 【"Shut up."】

No one knows what happened here except Mikoto and the dog.

They only saw that the boy's half-open mouth suddenly closed tightly.

He clearly wanted to say something, but his mouth seemed to be stuck with glue, and he couldn't open it at all.

Seeing this, Komura had no choice but to go into battle by himself.

"My student is easily speechless when he is nervous." He forced a smile, "But his appearance is not bad, and he is better than some people..."

"So you are telling me how to choose a male partner?"

Mikoto laughed mockingly.

"Does my child still need your judgment?"

She changed the subject and raised her hand to touch the dog's thorn: "You must know that the child is still developing. I don't want to spoil the growth."

Randomly picking out Negroni from the plate in the hand of the waiter beside him, Kokobe took a sip and let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity.

"As for Mr. Komura..." There was no smile on her lips, "Is your 'Phoenix' doing well recently?"

Komura lost his smile and apologized stumblingly.

Even if he didn't realize what he did wrong, he could only bite the bullet and admit it quickly.

Komura doesn't know why the top cowherd "You" in his shop was taken away by Kokodo.

But he knew that his plan to exchange for "Yu" with this boy who was more in line with Mikoto's appetite failed in the end.

Ignoring Komura who was sweating profusely, Kokoto drank the Negroni in his cup.

She listened for a while, then pointed to the direction of the inner hall.

"I think the dance has already started, would you like to go over and have a look?"

Mikoto smiled as if nothing had happened.

But the dog curly thorn can't be so nonchalant.

He wanted everyone to know who was Kokobe's male companion.

The boy's tall and straight figure is enough to make everyone ignore his height.

He took the hand of the woman beside him and walked to the center of the dance floor.

Raising his clasped hands, Kousuke gently pressed his right hand to the back of Kokoto's heart.

Ben had done this action countless times in the classroom.

But at this moment, his hands couldn't help shaking a little.

Kokoto smiled as always, counting the beat word by word.

"One tap, two tap..."

It was as if they weren't at the dance, but in the empty classroom next door where the desks and chairs had been piled up.

Gou Makiji took a deep breath, looked up into Kokobe's eyes.

Even though it is very similar to Wujo Satoru, the deep blue is much darker and more difficult to understand than him.

He could never guess what she was thinking.

But now, he feels that these are not important.

Taking a decisive step forward, the dog curly spine kicked off with a simple square step.

The red gauze draped over the woman's shoulders fluttered with the movements of the two of them, like a flowing fire.

It drives away the people around, enclosing a small world of only one square meter.

Through the mask, the dog can't be sure that the fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose is Mikobe's perfume today, or the smell in his own memory.

Like a rose burned in a spark, only a few embers remain.

It is also like iced aged wine that has just opened the cork, which can easily make people feel drunk without knowing why.

The sound of the music was as far away as if through a fog.

Only the heartbeat was deafening.

The dog curly spine bit the flesh in his lips, feeling an inexplicable joy.

Perhaps it was because she was looking at herself so intently at this moment.

Perhaps this is why when the waltz was born, it was once accused of being a "dancing dance"?

Raising his right hand, the dog rolls spines and waits for Mikoto to bend over and spin.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to grab her vacant right hand, he pulled her into his arms as the rotation ended.

He hugged Kokoto tightly from behind, wishing that time would stop at this moment.

It's just that Kokoto tilted his head, leaned against his side face, and smiled softly: "If I don't let go, I will not be able to stand still because of my legs bent all the time?"

The result of not being able to stand still is that you will fall into your arms.

Curlythorn the dog naturally knows this.

But there was one thing that obviously made him feel more embarrassed.

With his height, Mikoto had to bend his legs to accommodate himself.

What could be more ashamed than this?

Maybe only Kokodo really can't stand because of his height?

The face exposed outside the mask was already flushed with embarrassment.

The young man let go of his hand quickly, and expressed his complicated feelings with "wooden fish flower".

While waving his hands in a panic, he helped up the flag that had just fallen yesterday.

From today on, his dog Curly Thorn must go to bed early and get up early, drink more milk, and jump more.

No matter what it is now, someone shorter than Kokoto can never be him in the future.

Looking at the drooping eyebrows and eyes of the dog, Kokobe couldn't guess that he was setting up his daily goal of declaring failure.

It is possible to jump high frequently.Go to bed early and get up early?Drink more milk?

When she was in Yokohama before, she had never seen this child go to bed before 12 o'clock.

Kokodo couldn't help holding him back, turned around and walked out of the dance floor.

She's ready for another Negroni.

After all, this scene is too suitable for a glass of just right wine.

Especially Negroni, a cocktail that is sweet with a little bit of bitterness, but can be so fragrant.

However, an unexpected person appeared in front of Kokodo.

He has blond hair, and his black pupils are full of disgust and reluctance.

"I'll come..." The visitor gritted his teeth and bowed slightly unwillingly, "I invite you to dance."

He waited quietly for a few seconds, then straightened up abruptly, and shouted angrily in a low voice: "Wutiaokong, don't be ignorant of good and evil. I have given you enough face to invite you!"

The identity of the person was instantly recognizable, and Kokobe raised his arms on purpose, with his left index finger resting lightly on his chin.

"Eh—? But I just don't want to dance with you." The casual tone was full of jokes.

She squinted her eyes and smiled like a fox playing with its prey.

Although he knew for a long time that the Zenyuan family was behind this banquet, but when he really saw this arrogant fool appear, Kokobe still couldn't help the malice flooding in his heart.

Even if Chanyuan Kong didn't want her to do this.

Even she wasn't happy to see this guy.

"But I really want to know..."

"How does it feel to humbly beg me to look at you in front of me?"

Kokodo made a point of emphasizing the address he heard when he was a child.

"Master Naoya?"

The author says:

Pinch mom, I finally wrote here.It's Mikoto who must take revenge, hehehe.

Caiyun Zhuzhu, be more sober, how can you return the money that has already entered Mikoko's pocket?

Even if you are the young master of the Buddhist monastery, it is impossible!