After parting with Cangye, Zhang Yuan and Fan Jiaojiao contacted and learned that she had returned to Songzhuyuan with her father, so Zhang Yuan also drove to Songzhuyuan.
After learning that Cang Ye was not dead, Fan Dasheng was relieved. If a member of the foreign royal family is attacked and killed in Zhonghai, not only will Fan Dasheng assume leadership responsibilities, but the international community will have a great reaction to Zhonghai's public security situation.
And now that Fuku Cangye is not dead, it is simple. Only a driver and an assistant died. This is not a major incident. Just treat it as an accident. As for the Japanese soldiers who launched the attack, the police approved the transfer. Taking the video of the evening, they have visited on a large scale, and soon the relationship between them and ITOCHU Corporation has been confirmed, and the secret arrest has already begun.
Then Zhang Yuan took Fan Jiaojiao to Tonghai, Lu Zhangyuan told Fan Jiaojiao some things about Lihua.
Fan Jiaojiao had seen Ewha's photos from the Internet. She was impressed by Ewha's beauty at the time. Now I heard that such a beautiful Japanese princess is also her husband's woman.
Fan Jiaojiao was amazed, she admired, "You poor boy, you are really good enough, you can even get the future empress, then who do you want to be? International celebrities? The daughter of the American president? Where's the female alien?"
Zhang Yuan smiled and stopped the Mercedes Benz on the side of the highway, "Next I want to fuck you..."
"You bastard, brat, dare you!"
This pair of men and women have been holding back for a while. Recently, because Zhang Yuan is busy practicing exercises, and has not reached the standard required by Fan Jiaojiao, in fact, Fan Jiaojiao wants it in her heart. Now the two of them are outside, and naturally they just stop at one point. In fact, Zhang Yuan didn't need it that much, but he thought about going to Japan. Before going, he always had to pay his wives' public food.
The two of them were laughing and arguing. The front seat of the Mercedes-Benz was down. The dark highway, from time to time, all kinds of vehicles flew back and forth, the sound of the wind, the headlights of the passing vehicles were all on. It’s so bright. After a while, you can see the Mercedes-Benz compartment illuminated. In the illuminated car, Fan Jiaojiao’s thighs are illuminated by the lights. Her legs are opened and raised. In the middle, there is a certain wolf’s. Strange excitement, very thrilling feeling.
Fan Jiaojiao was tired of the enjoyment in bed. She wanted to find these thrilling feelings. In the car on the highway, she was particularly satisfied. She snorted, panted, and her beautiful white legs were dead. Hooking around Zhang Yuan's waist, she already felt that the heat had reached her sensitive point. Her hand stroked Zhang Yuan's ass for a while, and then her little hand pressed down...
With fierce rubbing, Fan Jiaojiao’s hot body has already let him
His breathing became heavy, and of course he knew what Fan Jiaojiao meant. He had already felt that Fan Jiaojiao was already overwhelming, but he still deliberately didn't go any further.
"Oh~ bad guy, hurry up, kill me..." Fan Jiao urged in a greasy voice.
"Then I want to shoot." Zhang Yuan grinned badly.
"You bastard, do you know everything? Whatever you do..." Fan Jiaojiao reluctantly opened her blurred eyes, and smiled utterly, especially charming.
Zhang Yuan was not waiting, his body sank suddenly, only to hear a screaming sound, Zhang Yuan felt the warm and moist tight wrap... and the feeling of fullness also made Fan Jiaojiao tremble, and then, twisted...
The strong impact, the charming trembling, and the tide of happiness, the two went directly into madness.
… I don’t know how long it took before the carriage finally became quiet, and only the contented whistle was heard.
Fan Jiaojiao lay down comfortably, feeling the afterglow, unwilling to wipe the marks left by the man on her face.
"In these two days, you are going to Japan, what about the little girl who sells cars in the car shop?" Fan Jiaojiao asked while wiping her face.
"Yes." Zhang Yuan was also lying down and panting, looking out from the top window of the Mercedes-Benz, the dark starry sky was dotted with stars, smiling and blinking one by one.
What about Lengshuang? It seems that it will only be done later. There is no time. Next week, Ewha's wedding will begin, and Zhang Yuan must go to Japan.
"How many people are you taking?" Fan Jiaojiao asked again.
"No, there must be guard against me going there. Cangye is not dead this time. When they get the news, they will be more defensive. If there are many people, they will definitely attract their attention, so I can only go by myself. Murong Xinluan can’t go either, this time it’s quite dangerous.” Zhang Yuan then comforted Fan Jiaojiao and said, “Don’t worry, Old Man Cangye will help me. He is also a supernatural power and an immortal power. With his help, I don’t think there should be much danger."
Although Zhang Yuan said this, the trip was dangerous this time. He knew it. On the second day, he ran into trouble when he went to go through the exit formalities.
"What? Entry prohibited? Unwelcome people? I rely on! I'm still a hero of Japanese civilians!"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang Yuan, you can only enter Japanese territory next month." The consulate service lady said politely.
"I am not allowed to enter? Yes, can I not enter the country?" Zhang Yuan sneered and stepped out of the gate of the Japanese Consulate General in China. What he didn't expect was that he was forbidden to enter. Instead, it helped him.
"Lao Zhang Cangye, how is your silent writing?" Zhang Yuan stood on the side of the road, picked up the phone, and called Fu Cangye in the hotel. After learning that Cangye's silent writing was basically finished, Zhang Yuan said again. To tell you the unfortunate news, I was determined by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Japan to be an unwelcome person, and I am prohibited from entering the country for a short time. It seems that I will not be able to enjoy the treatment of your royal plane."
"Oh, that's okay. You can take the civil aviation and contact me when you arrive in Japan. Don't worry, I have lived for so long. There are some people in the imperial family. You can still speak well. Even the current emperor respects me." Said with a smile.
Zhang Yuan couldn't help teasing, "Yes, this time it seems that as long as the monk Masaru goes back to say hello to the emperor, Ewha's wedding can be cancelled."
Fukuo Cangye's old face blushed, and he quickly said, "That's not good, you still have to grab it yourself, of course, with the assistance of my ninja."
"That's good, now I will go to the hotel to get the secret certificate, and tomorrow I will fly to Tokyo with you separately."
At the same time, in the outskirts of Tokyo, at the seaside of Tokyo Bay, the living room of the villa of Hideo Koizumi.
Koizumi, dressed in a military uniform, lit a cigarette, leaned comfortably on the sofa, and said to his son who was looking out at the endless sea by the French window, "How about? My bridegroom officer, you are ready to be the husband of the Emperor's granddaughter. Well?"