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Chapter 58: Diversity of People (please read)
Noon, Ayase Apartment.

Morimoto family.

Chiyo Morimoto turned off the induction cooker, her long black hair was tied into a single ponytail, and her fair forehead was covered with a layer of dense sweat.

She took the vegetables out of the pot, picked up the plate, turned around and shouted: "Qingze, it's time for lunch."

Chiyo Morimoto placed the plate on the kitchen bar, untied her white apron with her right hand and hung it to the side, then turned on the faucet, washed her hands, and then wiped them dry with tap water.

The sliding door of the balcony opened, and Qingze strode through the living room. He was not wearing any clothes, and he was sweating profusely from waving a bamboo knife outside.

It is said that men are greedy for women's bodies.

In fact, women also covet men’s bodies.

It's just that most men don't have that capital.

Qingze happens to have it.

His body muscles are as natural as flowing water, which is in line with female aesthetics. He is strong and powerful without becoming a big guy.

Chiyo Morimoto's eyes swept over the chest muscles and eight-pack abs. The obvious lines and sweat made her throat a little thirsty.

This kid is definitely trying to seduce her!
Qingze walked to the kitchen bar, sat down on the high stool, covered his chest with his hands and said, "Chiyo, I hate it~ your eyes should be calmer."

"Haha, it's like no one has breast muscles."

Chiyo Morimoto sneered and crossed her chest with her hands. With such a simple action, the white shirt suddenly had a wild power that wanted to burst the buttons.

This move attracted Qingze's attention, and he secretly cheered for his chest, praying that the buttons would fly away.

Chiyo Morimoto saw him staring intently and smiled.

She worked hard to maintain such a hot figure just to make this guy obsessed.

Qingze's reaction made her very satisfied, and he said in a brisk tone: "Let's eat. Let's drink cold beer on the last day of the vacation."

“The holidays go by so fast!”

Qingze sighed.

Today is Sunday, and tomorrow is Monday.

He doesn't know what kind of super power will be refreshed.

But his time pause will definitely be greatly weakened and will no longer be able to last for an hour.

Qingze still felt a little regretful.

"Don't be too wild. It's impossible to directly recommend Dongda with Yulongqi alone.

You still have to pass the exam, and it can only be said that the champion of the Jade Dragon Banner will have extra points. "

Chiyo Morimoto warned him as an elder and brought two cans of cold beer from the refrigerator.

One jar was placed in front of him, and the other was held by himself, with his index finger painted with bright red nail polish pulling the ring.

There was a popping sound, and the beer can was opened and brought to the bright red lips.

Qingze shrugged and said, "Of course I know, don't worry, I am absolutely sure to win the Jade Dragon Flag this time."

As long as the super power does not disappear, Qingze believes that he is sure to create the highest singles record in the history of Yulong Banner.

Of course, he won't pin all his hopes on superpowers.

What really makes Qingze feel at ease is that what he can rely on is his own body, rather than superpowers that suddenly appear or disappear suddenly.

For him, superpower is assistance.

……

In the afternoon, a cafe in Shinjuku.

Akizuki Iroha lay on the table, completely ignoring the full mountains pressing down on the table, which was a heavy burden on the new tabletop.

"My views are so low! I don't even have [-] subscribers. Even though I have worked so hard, do I not have the talent to be a fashion blogger?"

She complained about the difficulty of working part-time, and her big eyes swept across Madoka Tsuchama and Saeko Takahashi, and then fell on Kaoru Mihara next to her. There was eagerness in her eyes, indicating that she was in urgent need of comfort from her friends.

Madoka Toma took a sip of coffee and said with a smile: "Why are you covering your face?
If you are a fashion blogger like this, you must show your face before anyone will see you. Saeko Takahashi said with a smile: "Iroha, are you shy and afraid to show your face in front of netizens?" "

"How can I be shy as a seasoned hottie?"

Qiuyue Caiyu was most afraid of others saying she was not good. She straightened up immediately and said with a serious expression on her face: "I am afraid that I am too beautiful and will destroy the confidence of girls who watch short videos.

Think about it, if I show my face, it will make them think that the good-looking outfit is based on the blogger's super appearance, rather than the appropriate matching of the clothes. "

Mihara Kaoru kindly reminded: "Iroha, generally speaking, more people watch this kind of video than boys."

Qiuyue Caiyu frowned slightly.

Although her academic performance is not very good, she also knows that as a fashion blogger, she wears women's clothing and has nothing to do with men's clothing.

Will boys watch this kind of short video?

"Xun, stop joking, I'm broadcasting women's clothing!"

Madoka Tsuchima leaned back and said with a smile, "Xun is not joking.

Girls look at the outfits, while boys look at the figure and appearance of the style bloggers.

Some men even leave comments sections or direct private messages to style bloggers, wanting to buy the stockings, tops, and even underwear worn by the bloggers at high prices.

Best ever. "

"impossible!"

Qiuyue Caiyu's eyes were widened, and she didn't believe that there was such a person in the world.

Madoka Toma suppressed her smile and said: "There are many men who have this kind of interest, among my boyfriends.

Some people just like to take my used stockings.

The more sweat there is, the more excited they get.

Under the influence of hormones, even foot odor will turn into a strange fragrance that irritates their bodies. "

"Yuan, it turns out you have foot odor?"

Madoka Doma was speechless at the focus of her topic and reminded: "Iroha, don't forget, I am a member of the track and field club.

When the weather is hot, I have to keep running and wear shoes, so my feet will definitely sweat. The smell of sweat is normal.

I remember last summer, during a [-]-kilometer long run, the stockings that I took off would sweat out just by twisting them, as if they had been soaked in water.

My boyfriend at the time was waiting nearby just to drink up every drop of that sweat mixed with milk tea. "

"gross!"

"So infatuated."

The rolling in Qiuyue Caiyu's belly was interrupted by these words. She turned her head and said with wide eyes: "Xun, don't you think that kind of behavior is disgusting?"

Mihara Kaoru asked: "Does someone who doesn't even dare to drink the sweat from your feet have the right to say that he loves you?"

"I remember he also used his tongue to wash my feet, which was quite comfortable."

Madoka Doma has dated countless boyfriends, and the perversion index of the boyfriends who can impress her is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

"Let's end this topic."

Takahashi Saeko didn't want to continue discussing such perverted things and asked: "Iroha, did you have any contact with Aozawa during the holidays?"

Akizuki Iroha was silenced by these words. Apart from inviting the next date at an unknown time, she didn't say a word.

She concentrated on preparing short videos for fashion bloggers. She wanted to make money and go on dates, but she had no time to think about those things.

But reality is different from imagination.

She didn't make a dime.

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