Zhang Yang calculated with his fingers that eight days later seemed to be the time for the system to refresh the task, and it also seemed to be the time for him to take the last exam for his master's degree.
If you say that, you won't be able to watch her performance in the Chrysanthemum Kingdom?
Originally, by then, it would be almost time for him to return to his country.
But one problem is that I don't know what impact it will have on the Chrysanthemum Kingdom and the Holy Alliance if I successfully kill the Peng family, and whether it will involve or implicate Sakurai Kaoru.
If so, then it would be a bit too hasty to leave her alone and run back to the country.
I believe that with the ability of that group of people, if they find out that there is something going on between him and Sakurai Kaoru, it is impossible for them not to deal with Sakurai Kaoru.
So either we have to get rid of the root of the problem, or we have to do it perfectly and not cause any problems for Sakurai Kaoru.
"Li Jun" Kaoru Sakurai bit her red lips gently, looking like he was hesitating to speak, his beautiful eyes were like a stream of autumn water staring at Zhang Yang's face with a trace of hesitation.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Yang smiled slightly and said, "If no one else is here, we all speak Chinese anyway, so you should call me by my original name, haha, lest I forget my name by then."
"Being respectful is worse than obeying orders." Sakurai Kaoru's pretty face blushed slightly, "That's right, that day is my birthday. If Mr. Zhang doesn't go back so soon, can you come to the scene to support me?"
"Where is your birthday?" Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "If it's your birthday, of course I'd like to support you."
If you don't look at the monk's face, you have to look at the Buddha's face. At any rate, she helped herself bite it out twice during the day. Regardless of whether she admitted it or not, she could never pretend that nothing happened.
The exam will be postponed for a day or two at most, so that's not a problem. As for the system refresh...it's destined to happen, so there's nothing we can do about it.
"Really?" Sakurai Kaoru said with a hint of joy on her pretty face, and then bowed, "Thank you."
Zhang Yang lowered his eyelids and smiled faintly: "Ms. Sakurai, I'm really not used to saying thank you even for this."
Politeness and courtesy are probably deeply embedded in the soul of every citizen of this nation. Of course, their courtesy also has two sides. On the one hand, the citizens of the Chrysanthemum Country show others a developed and civilized society, civilized and polite
feeling.
But on the other hand, they also use this kind of politeness to represent a kind of estrangement from other ethnic groups. If you think about it carefully, they actually use politeness to keep people away from thousands of miles away, thus forming a seemingly withdrawn and conservative people.
The national character of the island country.
Of course, Sakurai Kaoru's politeness and the gratitude and joy in his eyes were different from what Zhang Yang understood, and Zhang Yang could also see it.
Zhang Yang felt a little complicated. Such a small thing could make her happy. Could it be that he already had such a heavy weight in her heart?
Well, in other words, is she interested in herself?
Impossible?
Sakurai Kaoru glanced at Zhang Yang, smiled slightly, and did not respond to Zhang Yang's words. Instead, he tidied up the things on the table and went to the restaurant calmly.
After that, she wore an apron and walked back like a cute and sexy housewife, carrying a glass of boiled water.
"I know you like to drink boiled water." Sakurai Kaoru put the cup of boiling water in front of Zhang Yang, "The temperature is just right."
Then he said: "As long as Mr. Zhang doesn't call me Miss Sakurai in the future, then I will boldly not be so harsh." Sakurai Kaoru said with a smile, her long eyelashes narrowed and curved into crescents.
Eye.
"Haha, you forgot, shouldn't I call you sister? I'll just call you sister Xun from now on." Zhang Yang said with a smile.
"Then...that's just a matter of expediency. If you call me that, I'll feel very old. You...just call me Axun."
"Axun?" Zhang Yang nodded. Although it sounded quite intimate, it didn't matter, let everything take its course.
"Then I call you... Yangyang? Yangdada? Yangju?"
Zhang Yang almost spit out the water he drank in his mouth, and shook his head hastily. What kind of international joke was he kidding? Yang Yang and Yang Dada were already weird enough. If they were called Yang Ju...it was a shame she could think of it.
"You should just do the same as them and call me Yangzi." Zhang Yang said helplessly.
"Okay, it's a deal." Kaoru Sakurai stretched out her white, slender fingers and clenched them into pink fists, seemingly very happy.
Her fingers are snow-white and slender, as white and flawless as jade onions. They are very good-looking. You can tell at a glance that they are definitely suitable for playing the piano. The nails on the ends of the fingers that are as white as jade are also specially made with very fashionable crystal nails.
Zhang Yang subconsciously looked at the nails of her middle fingers in an evil manner. Well, fortunately, they were not deliberately shortened or trimmed...
"It's getting late. Let's take a rest early." Zhang Yang said with a slight smile. It's indeed not late.
"Yeah." Sakurai Kaoru nodded.
Walking to their respective doors, Zhang Yang was about to say good night when Sakurai Kaoru looked around and walked over softly: "Zhang Jun, there is something very important... um... are you still feeling uncomfortable there?
"
"Uh? Where?" Zhang Yang asked stupidly.
"Shh... keep your voice down." Sakurai Kaoru heard Zhang Yang's voice was a bit loud, and hurriedly reached out to cover Zhang Yang's mouth, his face flushed with embarrassment, and whispered, "I mean, where are you..."
She stretched out her hand and pointed quietly underneath Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang looked down at her fingers and suddenly realized something. Then he almost fell over. What did she mean? Would he feel uncomfortable? Is she hinting at something?
I couldn't help but curiously asked in a low voice: "Um, Axun, I still don't quite understand. What does it mean if you feel uncomfortable there? This..."
Sakurai Kaoru looked around again and said nothing. Instead, she immediately turned away and pushed Zhang Yang into the room, and then she herself slipped in like a little thief.
Then he quickly closed the door, closed it, and turned on the room light.
Wow, is this going to be a counter-attack and rape? I was completely unprepared. Zhang Yang was in shock.
"I heard from Mizi... Well, after you take that medicine, it may relapse. If not treated in time, although it will not be as dangerous as during the day, it may also have a great impact on the prostate, and even affect your daily life.
The surname function of the queen." Kaoru Sakurai said with a blushing face. After saying that, she bit her lips tightly and her beautiful eyes were like water.
Cross, that’s not the case, is it? Zhang Yang thought about it carefully, and there seemed to be no problem.
"It should be fine, I don't feel anything." Zhang Yang shook his head and said. Unexpectedly, a beauty like Sakurai Kaoru would be quite open-minded about such taboo issues.
But there is nothing surprising. After all, the national education of the two countries is different, the national conditions are also different, and the concepts are different. Well... the most obvious thing is to let yourself out... Pan Ningning knows how to use her hands, but she only knows how to use her hands.
Using your mouth is the biggest difference.
But this time, Zhang Yang had wronged Sakurai Kaoru. The reason why Sakurai Kaoru behaved like this was that... the person who taught her was the tireless and destructive Nozem. Nozem, who was proud of his oral skills in the first class, didn't say anything.
I taught her this trick, saying it was the fastest and most comfortable for men...
In other words, she was tricked to death by nozem.
Pan Ningning, under the influence of Gao Qi, understood the essence of the three words "jerk off".
Sure enough, what kind of master makes what kind of disciple.
Of course, this just reflects some of the characteristics of the people of the two countries at this stage. For the Chrysanthemum Country, the results are important, but the process cannot be ambiguous.
What China focuses on is the final result.
"You don't feel anything?" A look of surprise suddenly appeared on Sakurai Kaoru's face, "Oh no, it's not a side effect of that medicine, right? I heard that there are some very strong medicines that can cause serious illness if not treated in time after taking them.
Causes functional impairment."
"As for that?" Zhang Yang looked disapproving. How could this be possible? After seeing the naked body on her chest just now, his throat immediately became thirsty. There was absolutely no problem at all. "Don't listen to their alarmist talk. I
I study medicine, I know this kind of thing myself... um..."
But having said that, when I saw the naked light on her chest just now, my throat felt dry and thirsty, and down there... hmm? Did I feel anything down there at that time?
Zhang Yang was immediately confused and frowned slightly.
I don’t seem to have any impression. Logically speaking, after seeing such a sexy scene, I have to express something, right?
Hey, it seems that I really have no memory. Could it be that?
"Zhang Jun? Do you feel something is wrong?" After Kaoru Sakurai caught Zhang Yang's eyes, her pretty face couldn't help but become slightly anxious.
"No, how is that possible, haha." Zhang Yang said with a dry smile.
"You'll know if you give it a try." Sakurai Kaoru clenched her fists tightly and bit her red lips lightly, seeming to have made up her mind.
"What are you trying?" Zhang Yang was a little confused and asked subconsciously.
"Swish!"
Before Zhang Yang could finish speaking, his ears heard the sound of clothing material rubbing against skin.
After taking a look, I was stunned for a moment.
Standing in front of him, Kaoru Sakurai bit her red lips and slowly took off her waistcoat. Then she reached to her back and pulled down the chain on her back. Her shoulders slipped and the sundress was... light.
The pink sling immediately slipped along her smooth shoulders to her bare and white arms.
Her snow-white neck and delicate collarbone were exposed one by one as her light pink skirt slipped off.
Her skin was so smooth and white, like satin, that even the skirt on her body couldn't stop it. All of a sudden, the skirt slipped directly from her chest to her slender waist.
The plump breasts wrapped by the strapless light pink lace bra instantly stood up in the air, trembling.
The most critical half seems to be able to break through the shackles of the seemingly shaky hood at any time, break out of the cocoon, and make people spurt blood...