Chapter 318

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Jin Douna looked at Chen Yi with amusement, her eyeballs gleaming bright and crafty in the dim light, like two pitch-black lamps lighting up in broad daylight, impossibly conspicuous.

She was the earliest woman to experience Chen Yi's methods, and their relationship could be called intimate. Sometimes during work, she would also be subjected to Chen Yi's office harassment, but until today, the two had not taken a further step. It wasn't that Chen Yi was a gentleman of integrity, but rather that there had been no opportunity.

Too bad she didn't know Chen Yi had achieved a good thing with Flight Attendant Ya Wen at thirty thousand feet in the air, otherwise who knows how resentful she would be.

The two moved slowly toward the center of the dance floor. Chen Yi single-mindedly enjoyed the tactile sensation of his fingers and the comfort of their bodies pressed close, yet kept pushing into the crowd. Everyone tried to hide themselves in corners that were both dark and sparsely populated, the better to achieve beautiful things, so the corners were full of people everywhere, while the dance floor center had relatively fewer people, and the lighting was dark enough.

People packed within two or three meters all around, yet Chen Yi's movements grew bolder and bolder, almost to the point of stripping off clothes. Jin Douna worried he would really act recklessly, so she carefully maneuvered, but pulled Chen Yi's hand to her waist and legs, to prevent things from developing beyond control.

If it were before, feeling black silk, rubbing against a snow-white beautiful waist, pressing against soft tender breasts, Chen Yi would have been satisfied. But where could he stop now? Seeing the surroundings grow darker and darker, he couldn't help pressing against Jin Douna and saying: "Take off the panties inside."

Jin Douna was startled, and said coquettishly: "Want to die? No way."

Her spoken Chinese still had quite a flavor to it.

Chen Yi grinned shamelessly, his hand kneading non-stop at the tip of her buttocks.

With a 22-inch tiny waist, a beautiful perky butt was practically guaranteed. Jin Douna had also undergone Secret Organization training, young and beautiful at the most beautiful prime of life, not a single spot on her body that wasn't good, not a single spot that wasn't comfortable.

Chen Yi almost forgot everything else, single-mindedly outlining Jin Douna's nude body in his mind. With his current memory and spatial imagination, even through clothing, he could construct the complete scene in his brain.

"Truly beautiful!" Chen Yi praised in his mind, as if he had seen this Korean little beauty's naked body in the dance floor.

Just as he was intoxicated in appreciation, and Jin Douna was full of worry, Chen Yi took a step backward and suddenly bumped into someone.

If it were normal, forget someone approaching, even a bullet approaching at hundreds of meters per second he could detect a thing or two. Chen Yi couldn't help but sigh: "Lust hangs a knife above the head," the ancients truly did not deceive me.

Following the steps from just now, Chen Yi once again reconstructed the back behind him — slender and hollow, indicating the back had an elegant curve. Looks like at least a back-view beauty.

He nodded slightly backward, smiling: "Sorry about that."

After all, this was a school gala, he didn't want to go meet new people.

However, he didn't want to meet people, but people wanted to meet him. Mo Shaoqiu had specially invited Japanese beautiful girl group Orange G Group member Ono Ayaka, who lightly turned around, said in Japanese "Qian Ma Sai," then bowed deeply, revealing deep cleavage and deep jet-black long hair.

Chen Yi hurriedly supported her, taking advantage of the darkness to observe, and smiled: "Bumped into a Japanese friend, truly sorry."

According to Old Master Chen Zhongguo's saying, there are three types of Japanese: those beneficial to China are called Japanese friends, neutrals are called Easterners, right-wingers are called Japanese devils.

A beautiful Japanese beautiful girl, that is naturally a Japanese friend.

"I am Ono Ayaka, Qian Ma Sai." The Japanese beautiful girl bowed again.

She looked still very young, perhaps fifteen or sixteen, perhaps slightly older. Height barely 1.6 meters, a full head shorter than Chen Yi, but her figure was slender and towering. Slender were the waist and legs, towering were the ample breasts, especially the latter, simply able to rival Liu Xinyu's huge breasts. Especially on a petite girl's body, it appeared particularly special.

Her appearance could be called pretty, but still some distance from the level of a super beauty. However, in China, a slightly Japanese-styled Eastern beauty look was still quite eye-catching. If it weren't Chen Yi, in such a dim environment, one would have to treat Ono Ayaka as the most beautiful Japanese beauty in history.

Ono Ayaka didn't fear Chen Yi's scrutiny at all. She thrust her chest out and raised her head, striving to display her most beautiful parts.

In Japan with its developed entertainment industry, the Orange G Group which gained extremely high attention shortly after debut, naturally had to have distinguishing features. With Ono Ayaka, Maeda Misaki, and Fujiena Rena forming a youthful beautiful girl group, their overt feature was a pure cute style, but in entertainment reviews, their main selling point became G-cup girls — Orange is the color of minors, G represents that all three group members have G-cups.

A group of three under-18 G-cup girls naturally caused a sensation across Japan and even Asia. However, there are truly too many excellent groups in Japan, and success factors are not merely determined by the group members themselves. Ono Ayaka was not the member with the highest status within the group, so she always considered her way out. An excellent idol group surviving 3 years is already quite good, and in another three years, she would already be nearly 19. At that time, if the group disbands, besides the main vocalist possibly going solo, the others would likely return to obscurity.

Ono Ayaka was unwilling to accept this. She also told this idea to Orange G Group's manager Qiu Yuan Shi, who then introduced Mo Shaoqiu to her. As a Chinese Gray Faction Prince Party member, Mo Shaoqiu had certain influence in Japan. Of course, most importantly, he had a lot of money. Unfortunately, to win over Chen Yi, Mo Shaoqiu who had just met Ono Ayaka decided to transfer a huge favor to Chen Yi.

He also had no choice. Chen Yi had both money and power, young but didn't like racing, didn't like yachts. Besides hearing he had many women around him, Mo Shao couldn't find a gift focus for a while.

Ono Ayaka didn't care, or rather, had no right to choose. Before introducing her to the person, Manager Qiu Yuan Shi had told her some precautions, including the lost right to choose. She approached Chen Yi carefully in the darkness, seemingly inadvertently pressing her chest close to Chen Yi, smiling: "What's your name? Sturdy Chinese person."

"Chen Yi, did you come to the dance party alone?" Classmate Chen looked left and right. The surroundings were really too crowded to observe.

Ono Ayaka chattered a string of Japanese, while boldly reaching out to pinch Chen Yi's solid arm muscle. It was actually like stone, startling her, and at the same time her heart trembled.

This is a Level 9 Combat Knight, one could say already transcending the range of Earthlings. Chen Yi deliberately displayed masculine charm before the big-breasted Japanese girl, tensing his arm. Steel-like muscles need not be said, rhinoceros-like muscles were no problem.

Ono Ayaka's slight dissatisfaction at being transferred vanished instantly. That Mr. Mo looked physically well-proportioned, but after all he was a 30-year-old uncle who hadn't exercised in many years. How could he compare to the Chen Yi before her — if he were truly as formidable as Mr. Mo said, being his lover might not be bad.

Although an underage girl, Ono Ayaka was not some ignorant virgin. It's just that the help she had found before was never as great as Mo Shaoqiu or Chen Yi.

Jin Douna fiercely pinched Chen Yi once, walked out and said in Japanese: "He is my boyfriend. For bumping into you, truly sorry."

Finished speaking, she dragged Chen Yi squeezing outward.

If they didn't leave now, the loss would probably be huge. Letting Liu Xinyu get an advantage could still be called meat in the pot, but letting a Japanese little beauty swindle him away, that would require adding a pair of chopsticks.

Chen Yi laughed bitterly twice, followed along. He also didn't have any definite intention of doing something, but a man seeing such a "human breast weapon," saying a couple more sentences is normal.

Ono Ayaka's gaze lingered. She had seen many handsome men. Like Chen Yi, one should be like a cat smelling fish, unable to walk away.

She didn't know that Chen Yi saw Liu Xinyu every day, who was more beautiful than her, with a better figure. Although his eyes were greedy, how could he not know the way.

Far away hiding beside the podium, Mo Shaoqiu cursed darkly twice, immediately called Ono Ayaka: "Follow Chen Yi, we'll meet at the entrance."

"Yes." Ono Ayaka answered obediently. She knew these high officials and nobles' dealings involved a lot, and she didn't dare act willfully.

The gala had many people. Chen Yi and Jin Douna walked slowly embraced together, while Ono Ayaka and Mo Shaoqiu each walked alone toward the entrance, speed instead faster. In a moment's work, they indeed blocked Chen Yi at the entrance.

"Eh? Mr. Chen." Mo Shaoqiu rushed forward to acknowledge him, as if he had found a long-lost birth father.

"Young Master Mo? Why are you in Jiangning." Chen Yi turned his gaze and saw Ono Ayaka, who greeted Chen Yi with pleasant surprise.

"Came to handle some business. Heard Yun Hangsheng say there was a dance party, came to take a look. Haven't entered a university gate in many years." Mo Shaoqiu laughed hehe, as if only now noticing Chen Yi's gaze, smiled: "Let me introduce you. This is Ono Ayaka, a member of Japan's Orange G Girl Group. Just got off the plane at Jiangning today, said she wanted to come see Jiangning University."

The reason wasn't actually very sufficient, but the key points were all said. First was Ono Ayaka's identity, second clarified she was not his exclusive possession.

Mo Shaoqiu constantly watched Chen Yi. Seeing his expression without much change, he grew anxious inside, and could only use a business tone, half-forcing a request: "Rare to meet Mr. Chen. How about giving us a tour?"

"Okay." Chen Yi nodded to Jin Douna, walked shoulder to shoulder with Mo Shaoqiu, while the latter walked behind with Ono Ayaka. The Korean little beauty could also speak Japanese, basic conversation was totally manageable.

"Heard you established a dedicated procurement department?" Mo Shaoqiu's first sentence surprised Chen Yi.

"How do you know?"

Actually this isn't some secret information, but without deliberate inquiry, one wouldn't know either.

Mo Shaoqiu laughed, said: "Your kind counts as half a peer, equivalent to doing my work for me."

"No choice, the usage volume is too large."

"Your secrecy kung fu is truly excellent. Like this time, I didn't know you liked Korean beauties." Mo Shaoqiu smiled in an instant and said: "Bringing a little Japanese girl here for nothing, sigh, wrong."

Chen Yi's eyelids twitched.

Mo Shaoqiu smiled without a shred of shyness: "Ono Ayaka is a fairly famous idol group in Japan, debuting only one year ago. They are considering developing toward China or Korea, so they asked me to escort/protect them."

He paused for a moment, then said: "If you're willing to put in some effort, I'll give you the opportunity."

Chen Yi put on a fierce face and said nothing, pretending not to hear.

Mo Shaoqiu felt the time was ripe, smiling like a jackal, and said: "Your security work is well done. I've never figured out which overseas country you're developing in, but it doesn't matter, I don't care. What I'm thinking is, actually some equipment, I can get at a more favorable price."

"Oh?"

"For example, diesel. You buy it from Liu Shouyi—can your diesel be cheaper than mine?" Mo Shaoqiu said softly: "I'm all smuggling. Anyway, you're not preparing to enter the port, so why bother?"

"Are you speaking up for him?" Chen Yi's face turned stern.

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