The drunk beauty put her face against his crotch, rubbing against Xiao Xia as the car swayed.
Shirakawa Xia had no sexual interest in this girl with eyes, and she also had a physiological reaction at this moment.
Fortunately, she was not sober.
Bai Chuanxia followed the rules and did not touch her while she was sleeping.
The car drove all the way in the dark night until it stopped in front of the apartment building.
"Director Iori, we're here. Which floor do you live on?" Shirakawa Natsu patted her shoulder.
The corners of Iori's eyes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes. She covered her forehead with her hand and looked around confusedly: "Sorry, I asked you to take me home."
She frowned, her expression was painful, she was still drunk, but she was conscious.
"No need to thank me, I'll take you upstairs." Bai Chuanxia put her hand around his neck, hugged her waist, and headed towards the apartment building.
The two were only ten meters away from the apartment.
Suddenly, three figures rushed out from the darkness. The leader was in his forties, with a strong back and a muscular face. He was not easy to mess with at first glance. He said to Izhi:
"Hey, our boss wants to see you."
When Iori saw the person coming, his body visibly trembled. He looked at the man, his voice was trembling, and he had sobered up a bit: "Give me some time, and I will pay you back."
"Go tell my boss about these." The man waved his hand: "Take them away."
The two people behind him were equally fierce, walking towards them.
"Ah? No." Iori threw herself into Shirakawa Xia's arms.
"Hmph, don't worry, as long as you cooperate, we won't hurt you." The two of them walked over casually, staring at Shirakawa Xia, waiting for his reaction.
Bai Chuanxia stood there and looked at the two of them.
The scene fell into an eerie silence.
The two of them waited for Shirakawa Xia to tell them not to come over, or to call the police.
But Shirakawa Xia didn't say anything, and the three of them stared at each other.
"What are you doing standing there, take us away together." The leading man roared, and the two of them reacted and reached out to grab Bai Chuanxia: "Hey, kid, don't resist, otherwise you will be in trouble."
"Ah, okay." Shirakawa Xia nodded, indicating that she would not resist, then hugged Iori and asked the two of them: "Where to go next?"
There was another brief silence.
"Let's go." The leading man turned around and led the two of them into a van on the side of the road.
Shirakawa Natsu kept hugging Iori, feeling her trembling in his arms, it didn't look like she was acting.
The two younger brothers looked at him from time to time with strange expressions.
Obviously, I have never seen such a high degree of cooperation.
The van wound around the streets and finally stopped in front of a dilapidated office building.
When Shirakawa Natsu got out of the car, he looked up and saw the sign above his head: "Shangdao Film and Television."
The two were taken into the dilapidated corridor and met several gang members in suits along the way. They also glanced at Shirakawa Natsu and then passed by.
Finally, when he came to an office, the man knocked lightly on the office door. The door was opened, and a middle-aged man with a gloomy face sat inside.
When he saw Iori, he asked directly: "The due date for repayment has come, I think you should be ready."
"I'm sorry." Iori's voice trembled: "Please give me a week, I will definitely be able to pay it back."
"Humph." The man snorted coldly: "Everyone who comes here says so."
He looked at Shirakawa Natsu and asked his men, "Who is he?"
"He should be the boyfriend." The subordinate replied.
The man looked at Bai ChuanXia: "Your girlfriend lent us 10 million. If you can't pay it back today, you have to go next door to shoot a movie to pay off the interest. I think you don't want to see your girlfriend being **** by a strange man."
After he finished speaking, his men burst into obscene laughter.
"What should I do?" Shirakawa Xia was too lazy to continue listening to nonsense and jumped directly to the result.
The middle-aged man looked stunned, obviously not expecting his answer to be so straightforward. After a second of hesitation, he returned to normal: "The interest is one million yen. Since I am your girlfriend, it is natural that you should pay the interest." Bar."
"Okay." Bai Chuanxia nodded: "Where to sign."
Silence fell on the room once again.
Shirakawa Xia also realized that her cooperation was too high, turned her head and said to Iori: "Iori, please believe me, I will not let you get hurt."
"Sign him." The middle-aged man tapped his fingers on the table.
The boy next to me took out an IOU and handed it over.
Shirakawa Xia quickly signed it and handed the IOU back to him: "Can we leave now?"
"No." The middle-aged man spread his hands and looked at Shirakawa Xia: "I also need to leave some guarantees. If your girlfriend doesn't have to be taken over by me, you have to be the leading actor."
After he finished speaking, he said to the boy next to him: "Take him next door to shoot."
"Let's go." The younger brother led the way.
"No... don't." Iori held onto Shirakawa Natsu tightly, trembling all over.
"Don't worry." The middle-aged man sneered: "The photographer is a woman. As long as you pay back the money on time, I can guarantee you that no one will see your video, including us."
"This..." Iori looked up at Shirakawa Natsu.
Shirakawa Xia looked at the middle-aged man with a strange expression, "Good guys, do you gangsters still pay so much attention to humanity?"
He looks fierce, but he's quite nice.
He was taken next door.
After the younger brother sent him in, he didn't stay here to watch as expected. He turned around and left, casually closing the door.
"Hurry up and start." The photographer is a tattooed girl with a decent appearance and punk attire. She points to the big bed in the room and says: "It's right there, hurry up."
Iori clenched her hands into fists and was about to speak, but turned around to see Shirakawa Natsu having taken off her pants.
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Shirakawa Natsu took off his pants and underwear completely, and turned to look at Iori.
Iori looked at him similarly, her eyes behind her glasses were full of confusion and her expression was stiff, as if she had sobered up from the wine at this moment.
They are now being coerced into filming adult videos.
Baichuan Xia behaved too calmly.
"Ah?" Shirakawa Natsu saw Iori dazed, touched the back of his head, and said in an apologetic tone: "I'm sorry, Director Iori, I can't defeat those gangsters. Please finish filming quickly and get out as soon as possible."
Iori was silent, lowered his head, and saw Shirakawa Natsu's feet, his expression condensed, and surprise flashed in his eyes. Generally, Asians are already gifted by the age of 15.
He is actually 18 years old, and he is not a sluggish one. He looks very energetic at first glance.
Shirakawa Natsu took off his shirt, revealing even muscles. He looked thin when he was wearing the clothes, but after taking them off, he looked like a bodybuilder.
The punk girl in charge of the shooting also had her eyes lit up. She looked at Shirakawa Xia and couldn't move her eyes away.
"You... close your eyes." Iori hugged his body with his hands, not daring to look at him.
"Oh, okay." Bai Chuanxia turned his head.
There was a rustling sound of **** coming from behind.
"Okay...Okay." Iori's voice trembled.
Baichuan Xia turned his head and saw that her head was slightly lowered and her body had been completely stripped off. She was usually wearing a uniform, so she didn't notice it, which was unexpected.
She covered her chest with one arm, but the slender arm could only cover her chest to a limited extent. A small section of her chest was exposed from below, which looked like an E.
Cover the bottom with your other hand.
No wearing high heels or anything like that.
"Hey, don't waste time." The punk girl held the camera in her hand and shouted to the visitor. Her eyes were always on Shirakawa Xia, as if she wanted to replace her.
"Come on." Iori took a deep breath. She was no longer a girl. After a short period of adaptation, she put down her hands and exposed her entire body.
"Minister, please lie down." Shirakawa Xia came over and helped her onto the bed.
Iori looked at the handsome guy on top of her and turned her head away.
"I'm a bit big, please bear with me." Baichuan Xia chose the most original position and pressed up.
"Uh-huh." Iori closed his eyes, opened his mouth, and frowned.
Bai Chuanxia put his hands around her neck and started to move.
The bed began to shake slightly.
Iori's expression went from pain, to emotion, to confusion. The expressions on her face kept changing. She grabbed the pillow with both hands and made wrinkles on the white pillow.
It didn't take long, and Shirakawa Natsu felt Iori's muscles tighten under her body.
A special feeling of tightness came.
Iori held his neck tightly with both hands and used all her strength for three seconds. Then she collapsed and began to breathe heavily.
Bai Chuanxia closed one eye, he was not over yet.
The great thing about the Minotaur's body is that he can fight for a long, long time as long as he thinks about it and brings some skills.
Shirakawa Xia didn't deliberately want to learn this knowledge. The reason was that Auntie could easily control his body every time, and could even accurately control when to end him.
As a man, he had done some research.
At this moment, a pair of hands stretched out from behind and hugged his body from behind.
Shirakawa Xia knew she was a punk girl without turning her head.
As a photographer, she couldn't help but watch.
"I like to be a little rough." When the punk girl spoke, she opened her mouth and exposed the tongue stud on her tongue. She licked it from behind to her neck.
It's a strange feeling to have your tongue against the tongue nail and press against the skin of your back.
After she finished licking, she sat up straight and took off her clothes with both hands. Her **** were not big, only C, and there were nails on them.
"You look young." Shirakawa Natsu came out of Iori's body, turned around and hugged the punk girl. Their chests were pressed together and their eyes met.
"Hee, don't worry, I'm an adult." The punk girl squirmed in his arms and quickly found her position. Then she gritted her teeth. A moment of pain flashed across her face. She gritted her teeth and smiled: "Sure enough, it's a bit It hurts, but it feels good.”
"This is just the beginning." Shirakawa Xia hugged her waist, and the continuous "papa" sound sounded in the room again.
Next, the shouts of Iori and the punk girl alternated in the room.
Shirakawa Natsu puts the two women in various poses, or stacks them on top of each other.
The whole time lasted for an hour.
It wasn't over until the little brother guarding outside knocked on the door.
Shirakawa Xia thought there would be other programs, but he thought too much. The middle-aged man asked him to prepare one million yen tomorrow and let him go.
He supported Iori. She was not in good condition, her whole body was limp, and she looked at Shirakawa Xia in a strange way.
Shirakawa Xia sent her home again.
"I'm sorry, because of my affairs, you owe me one million, and I will pay you back." Iori stood at the door of the apartment, looking embarrassed: "Do you have one million on hand now?"
"Ah, this... I can barely make it together. I can make it together." Bai Chuanxia noticed that her eyes were strange and there was unbearableness in the corners of her eyes.
Iori looked at him, clenched and unclenched his fists, lowered his head, and avoided his gaze: "Be careful, those underworlds are very scary, and they are very powerful in Tokyo. I thought about calling the police, but it was useless. There are many Senior officials have contacts with them. In short, please pay attention to your safety.\"
"Well, don't worry, Sister Iori." Shirakawa Xia looked at her, and Iori had been subconsciously avoiding his eyes: "You owe them 10 million?"
"I will find a way, don't worry about me." Iori held his hair in his hands and looked away.
There was a long silence between the two.
"Okay, then I'll leave first." Bai Chuanxia knew that she didn't want to talk to him anymore, so she said goodbye and turned around to leave.
He didn't look back because it was already certain that this was a conspiracy against him.
After the failure of the last hot spring trip, I started a new routine.