I quickly returned to my office for a while and picked up a peach from the table and bit it for a day! It was soap!"

"Hahahaha!" Everyone laughed.

Strangely, Jianfei did not have any angry or depressed expressions, but instead smiled happier than everyone: "Hey, do you know? Qian Gujun's sister really has an unparalleled good voice!"

"What voice?"

Ai Fei picked up a glass of water and rinsed his mouth hard: "I mean, Miss Qiangu Ying has a very good voice! I thought, if possible, can she be arranged to participate in this performance as a member of the song club?"

"Miya Sakura? Is it the burned girl?"

"Uh," Ai Fei was also stunned by the reminder: Oh no, how could he forget about her burn? Even if he was willing to invite her to the performance, I am afraid that the audience at the scene would not want to see a singer with scars on his face?

Ai Jun?"

"Ah, I'm a little distracted." The transition between these few seconds made Ai Fei feel particularly uncomfortable: "You think,"

Everyone stopped talking, but lowered their heads.

"No. I have to talk to Miss Qiangu!" After a quick sentence, he ran out again.

In the performance hall, I found Sakura Miyako who was chatting with Mako Kobayashi and others. He didn't even make any politeness. He just said: "Miss Miyako, are you willing to join the team for this performance?"

Several children were stupid: Sakura Masaki's voice conditions were very good. Even though she was not a professional music student, she could hear this, but she was a member of the performance lineup? Don't you have to consider her appearance?

As the person involved, Qian Guying was extremely nervous. Being able to be with these people and have equal identities made her feel that she was already a surprise. How could she still be a member of the singing group? The girl shook her head in panic: "No, sir, thank you very much for your suggestions, but I'm sorry, I can't."

"No, no, no, Miss Mian. You don't have to consider your appearance. If you are willing to participate, I will prepare a hat for you."

Qian Guying's eyes turned red: "Even if that's the case, sir, will I always wear this hat you prepared for me in the future?"

Ai Fei felt annoyed: From the day Qian Gu Ying went to work here, he warned himself and the school staff to pay attention when talking to her and never hurt the other party's self-esteem. Who knows? "Sorry. Miss Qian Gu, I don't mean that. I mean, your voice condition is very good. If you can participate in the song party, you can achieve very good results!"

"Sorry, Ai Jun, even though you said this, I still can't agree with your suggestions." Qian Gu Ying bowed deeply to him: "Thank you very much for your kindness. Please forgive me, I'll leave first.

Ai Fei couldn't even say anything to keep him, so he could only watch her run away from a distance.

"gentlemen?"

"Let's continue practicing." Ai Fei sighed and walked off the stage: "You have also heard Qian Gujun's singing just now. Her voice conditions cannot be required to have them, but you have to do better than her in the singing of the slightest and upward thrilling point in her singing!"

"Hi kawai!"

The incident of Qianguying caused some trouble to Ai Fei. How great would it be if she could be arranged to be in the team! But her concerns were not unreasonable, but she said the wrong thing. For this matter, she could only wait until the school starts in the future before she can do her work through Qiangu Takano.

With a lot of thoughts along the way, the car returned to the manor: "Madam, today is earlier than you came back."

"Oh, is that? There's nothing in the company today?"

"Ah, no. This time the wife comes back seems to be about one of your works."

"Is that?" Ai Fei walked into the hall. Sure enough, Jingzi and a man he seemed to have seen were sitting on the sofa in the living room. They were chatting and waiting for his return: "Jingzi, who is this?"

"Look, what am I talking about?" Jingzi ignored her husband's question, but smiled and talked to the man: "I knew he would definitely not remember it."

The man also laughed: "Ai Feijun, it's been a long time since I saw you. Are you okay?"

"Ah, I remembered that you are Nishimura Toshikun!" Ai Fei shouted in joy and walked over and stretched out his hand: "I'm sorry, it's really a long time ago!"

"Hello, Ai Feijun." Nishimura Toshiwai Kakugawa Bookstore's publishing department director, his first "Points and Lines" that won the grand prize was published by this company. Speaking of which, Ai Fei and he have indeed met again after a long separation: "Welcome, Nishimura, how about it, now

"" Toshiyuki Nishimura smiled shyly: "Last year, I became a specialist in the company's board of directors, but I am still responsible for publishing specialty. Lao Yan's life!"

"Okay, have you guys come to the position of specialization? Congratulations!" Ai Fei smiled and pulled him down and sat down: "By the way. Is there anything wrong with me when I come to my house this time?"

Izi and Toshiki Nishimura looked at each other and smiled at the same time: "Husband Ai Jun?"

"Wait? What do you want to say?"

"Come on, Nishimura-kun."

"Okay, Nishimura Toshiki sat upright: "Ai Jun. This time I visited the mansion, mainly to give you a manuscript to Kazuki Machidako, the editor-in-chief of the Art and Literature Works Editorial Office.

"Ah, I understand. You came for "The Tomb of Fireflies".

"Hi Ka!" Nishimura Toshiyuki nodded: "Ai Jun, you may not have imagined how big a reaction such a short piece caused in the editorial department! Do you know? No one who has seen you can stick to normal work and review the draft, ha! From this point of view, you are such an annoying guy! Oh, this is not what I said, it is the common conclusion of the colleagues in the editorial department."

Ai Fei laughed loudly: "Don't exaggerate like this, right?"

"It's true." Speaking of this, Toshiyuki Nishimura also smiled bitterly: "But, Ai Jun, do you really want to write such a story into a book? I mean, maintain such an overall structure without any modifications?

"Do you know? I'm going to make this work into a small series. Specifically, comics, movies, and anime movies are launched one after another." He had no scruples about his wife and visitors' eyes becoming more and more bizarre: "I thought that as long as such a movie was released, it would set off a tear-jerking craze across the country! Even not only at home, but abroad! Well, do you think foreigners can accept such tragic movies?"

Jingzi really didn't know what the story her husband discussed with Toshiki Nishimura this time was. She turned her eyes and looked around: "Nishimura Jun. What exactly is he writing about?

It was getting late, so I took a hot bath, walked out of the bathroom in my nightgown, and was stunned as soon as I went out: My wife on the bed held her manuscript in her hand, and she was crying as if she was crying! The pillow was slowed down and the toilet paper was crumpled into a ball: "Swish!" When he came out, he was still wiping it constantly

"What's wrong? Hello, I'm talking to you."

Jingzi lifted his tears, and Ai Fei noticed that his wife's eyes were red and red, just like a big white rabbit. Well, what a plump big white rabbit? He didn't care about his wife's spirit and immersed himself in the story. He reached out to his wife's silk pajamas and held her plump: "Jingzi, are you so beautiful?"

If it were normal times, Jingzi would have fallen into his arms, and then the two of them were tempted, but today, the woman's thoughts were all attracted, and she barely struggled, breaking away from his funny hand: "Husband". I still have to read a book!"

"What to watch? After the movie comes out, I'll take you to watch the movie."

His wife's complete disagreement made him lose his sexual interest. He looked over and glanced: "Where did you see?"

"Husband, do you have to write such a story? Jingzi's eyes never left the manuscript, and he didn't raise his head and chatted with him: "You can't let the brother and sister live happily together.

"I know what you want to see is a happy reunion finale like a fairy tale, but this work really doesn't suit this type of genre."

"Even for me?" Jing Zifang's manuscript was staring at him with a side face: "Or, for our children?"

"Eh? What does this have to do with the children?

"You don't want to wait until Mengzi and Cultivator are older and can study. The first thing you come into contact with is their father's story. Do you think they will like this tragic story?

"Do you actually think that this book was written for our children? Ai Fei was seated with surprise.

“Why isn’t it?

"Of course not." Faced with his wife's doubts, Ai Fei smiled and hugged her shoulders and put the book in her hand aside: "If I wanted to write a book for children, I would of course choose a genre and ending that could be easily accepted by their hearts. But this book is not. It's not because the ending is a tragedy, but because the connotation of the story itself is definitely not something that children can understand. You can probably see this just now.

“Yes, I can see the thief.

"Look, I'm leaving. The story I want to write is just a small wave in the great era ten years ago. Although it was very terrifying, it was a very tale-like story. He considered it: "Iko, I just wanted to tell many people that in Japan, there have been people who have begun to use their own pen to reflect on the pain and miserable life situations that the war brought to the Japanese.

As for whether others can understand my intentions from my works, I cannot provide guidance."

Just relax. Even if the theory you said is valid, you heard Nishimura Kan just now. Your work has caused a great response. If the child is "

"Haha," Ai Fei smiled: "You really love to be stubborn! Jingzi."

"error?"

"When the children grow up and can read it themselves, do you think works like "The Tomb of Fireflies" have become history? Of course, if they are willing to read it, I would not object, but I think that they who live in a wealthy family environment and who have not experienced any setbacks in hard times will not be interested in such stories, right?"

"Okay, anyway, you make sense!" Jingzi reached out and took the manuscript again: "I'll finish reading the other one."

"Hello!"

"What?" Jingzi looked up, but saw the raging fire ejaculation in her husband's eyes: "Husband,

Ai Fei held up his wife's chin and kissed her with his lips. The latter seemed to have been stirred up with spring love under a kiss. He actively stretched out the lilac and tangled with his lover and started to cater to her: "Swish

The two people's breathing quickly became messy at the same time. Ai Fei quickly took off his nightgown, revealing his red chest: "Jingzi"

"What?"

Ai Fei picked up his wife and asked her to sit on his waist: "How about you let you be your master today?"

This way of women getting up to the top has been tried by couples. Jingzi always felt that sitting on a man's body twisting his waist and swaying his hips made her shy. He was unwilling to try again. However, today, the man did not allow her to resist. He pulled her arms and sat on his waist, arched his upper body, held her plumpness, and whispered in his mouth. He didn't know what he was saying?

Jingzi lamented in his heart, slowly turned his back hand back, holding his lover's weapon and sending it into his body! "Ah! Husband, don't bite it"!"

Ai Fei's mouth moved away from his wife's chest and looked up at the girl who was close to her: "Oh my God, you're so tight! Sometimes I don't feel like you are already a mother of two children!"

"Don't, don't say that, I'm so embarrassed 0"

"Why don't you say it?" The man smiled wickedly and held her waist: "Hey, don't just sit, move quickly!"

"Husband?"

"Okay, if you don't move, I'll move." He held his wife's round buttocks with both hands and used force. Jingzi was half forced to take the initiative to stroke it.

Seeing the girl's breasts and buttocks swaying in front of her eyes, the man was extremely satisfied. Soon, just as sweat began to appear on his wife's forehead, the man turned over and put her under him, took the initiative, and thrust with all his strength! "Ah, husband"

Jingzi's ears and expressions on his face, it can be seen that his wife has been completely conquered by him: "Jingzi, we" want another baby, okay?"

"Okay." No matter what he said at this time, Jingzi would probably agree: "I want another... baby!"

Ai Fei picked up his wife's legs and put them on his shoulders and sprinted with greater force. Jingzi and him were married to Mao Jiu. He knew the body signals of his lover and arched his waist as much as possible to give him greater convenience and comfort. Finally, after the violent convulsions, the man spread all the essence of his life into her warm flower field!

After waking up, the baby's yelling came from his ears. Ai Fei opened his eyes and the scene in front of him made him gimmick: Mrs. Henglu was standing by the bed holding a doll, looking at Jingzi, who also had a doll in his arms, and the latter was feeding the child. However, the child in Mrs. Henglu's arms seemed dissatisfied and actually was neglected. He stretched out his feet: "Wow" and shouted to express his dissatisfaction.

Ai Fei poked his head out of the quilt and stretched out his hand: "Madam Henglu, give me the child?"

"Ah, Hi Wei!"

After taking the child, the Que Bi stood upright, and it was her son! This is rare. It seems that Jingzi likes her son, not very much, but she pays attention to Miss Mengzi. What's wrong today?

Look at the daughter in his wife's arms, and she still opened her eyes and hugged her mother with her small hands so comfortable eating: "Hey?"

"Moezi seems to be sick?"

"Is that true?" The man stuck out his hand and touched it. He was indeed a little fever: "Madam Henglu, should I take the child to the hospital today? I'll go with you."

"Uh, yes, sir."

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Chapter completed!