After lunch, Masayoshi Kishimoto and Makoto Natsui returned to the apartment in Ueno, Taitung District. Makoto Natsui sat on the sofa in the living room, leaning back on its left handrail.

Masayoshi Kishimoto leaned against her. Makoto Natsui placed his thumbs on his left and right temples, gently rubbing them clockwise.

She had always been satisfied that she would have a better life in the future than the hard life she was when she was a child. She had never thought that such a dramatic and shocking reversal would take place in her life.

"It should be fate that arranges us to meet together!" Makoto Natsui suddenly sighed.

Masayoshi Kishimoto closed his eyes and enjoyed it: "Fate. The five hundred years of looking back in the previous life was exchanged for passing by in this life. How many years does it take for us to meet and walk together in the previous life?"

Makoto Xia Jing felt sweet in her heart, and smiled sweetly and said, "Who did you hear this?"

"What the Buddha said. Ananda said to the Buddha, I fell in love with a woman. The Buddha asked Ananda, how much do you like this woman?

Ananda said, I would like to transform into a stone bridge, be blown by five hundred years of wind, five hundred years of sun, and five hundred years of rain, but I want her to walk through the bridge." Kishimoto Masayoshi said with a knowing smile.

"Smooth mouth and tongue." Makoto Natsui said with a sweet smile on her face.

"It's not that I'm so slick. This is all said by the Buddha." Kishimoto Masayoshi said calmly.

"The Buddha didn't say anything else? Did he just teach you how to coax girls?" Makoto Xia Jing said angrily.

"Since you don't like what the Buddha said, then let's say something else. I am so fond of love, and there are so many feelings, and it's like fire. Put a piece of mud, twist one, shape one, break the two of us together, and mix it with water.

Twist another one, and then shape another me. I have it in the mud, and I have it in the mud. I have the same quilt as you, and the same coffin as you die.

Let me explain to you the meaning is that you have me in your heart, and I have you in my heart. So affectionate, deep in love, as passionate as flames.

Take a piece of mud, pinch one you, pinch one me, break us together and mix with water. pinch one you, pinch one me.

I have you in my clay figure, and I have me in your clay figure. As long as I live, I will sleep with you for a bed, and if I die, I will go into the same coffin." Kishimoto Masato said slowly.

"Who wants to sleep with you alive? Who wants to die and enter the coffin with you? I don't want it!" Xia Jing Makoto felt sweet in her heart, but said irresponsible.

"A poem created by Guan Daosheng, the wife of Zhao Mengfu, a calligrapher and painter in the Yuan Dynasty in China. Zhao Mengfu wanted to take a concubine and wrote a small poem to his wife, and Guan wrote "Wonong Ci" to reply.

Actually, I think Zhao Mengfu is right. He wrote down, I am a bachelor's degree, you are a wife. Didn't you hear that Mr. Wang has peach leaves, peach roots, and Mr. Su has morning clouds and evening clouds?

I will have a few more Wu Ji, and there is no need to do anything to Yue Girl. You are over 40 years old, just take over Yutangchun." Kishimoto Masayoshi talked happily.

Makoto Nakai was confused and said, "You can explain it to me again!"

Masayoshi Kishimoto made his own understanding and explanation: "It is extremely normal for a successful man to have more women around him."

Don’t be jealous or unlucky about this woman who stays with a successful man. He just needs to fulfill his responsibilities to you as a man.”

Makoto Natsui really couldn't find any words to refute him for a while. After all, this is the case in the real society. From top to bottom, she felt that this was a reasonable existence. She realized that Masayoshi Kishimoto was not talking casually, but was giving herself a hint.

"When you are young, your mind is not left, which is called having no mind. When you are old, your mind is not right, which is called having no mind." Kishimoto Masayoshi suddenly said a few more words.

"What are you feeling about?" Makoto Natsui still couldn't understand.

"It's nothing. If you don't want to do the work in a bookstore, you won't do it. Why do you have to work so hard?" Kishimoto Masayoshi had long known that her shortcomings and limitations were due to her low cultural level and it was difficult to resonate with her.

I didn't mean to make her beautiful, fair-skinned and long legs. I just felt that I was with her and I was very relaxed in spirit.

The most prominent advantage of Natsui Makoto is that women’s most powerful killer moves and gentleness. This is what Sakai Rie lacks the most.

Natsui Makoto blurted out and said, "Do you support me?"

As soon as she said that, she immediately realized that the other party was fully capable of supporting herself. Not only that, he could also allow herself to live a wealthy and prosperous life that many people envied and hated.

Masayoshi Kishimoto solemnly promised: "Would you be fine to support you for the rest of your life?"

"I don't want you to raise me! I can support myself with good skills." Makoto Natsumi smiled.

"I just think you have worked so hard. If you feel that the day is not easy to pass, you can go shopping, do a spa, sign up for a cooking class to improve your cooking skills, etc." Kishimoto Masayoshi said calmly.

"If I really don't work, I'm afraid I'm not used to it. If I have a pampered life for a long time, I will never be able to do serious work again in the future.

If you don’t want me one day, how can I survive? It would be better to let me die if I let me do unreasonable work."

Makoto Nakai naturally remembered her own mother. She has heard her mother often say that the father she had never met was not a good thing, and men in the world were not a good thing.

"How could I not want you? I said that I would support you for the rest of my life, and I would not even agree to myself if I had one day." Kishimoto Masayoshi felt that she was worrying about the world.

"At the beginning, I thought you were honest. Now it seems that you are not honest at all." Makoto Natsui fell into his sweet words.

Masayoshi Kishimoto asked in a targeted manner: "Would you like to find an honest man, or would you like to find a capable man?"

"I want to find a man who is both capable and honest." Natsui Makoto smiled and said.

"That's impossible. Men with abilities will not be honest. Honest men are not capable. In fact, even if you women don't admit it in their mouths, they are completely inclined to find capable men in their hearts.

However, although there are many men, there are very few men who are truly capable. In your opinion, such men are at least smart enough and have excellent genes.

If something happens, he can shelter himself from the wind and rain, and he is not like an honest man who will turn into an ant on a hot pan, and he will be completely out of his mind." Kishimoto Masayoshi said with a point of blood.

"I find that you understand the hearts of women very much!" Makoto Natsui said bluntly.
Chapter completed!