The sea can become vast waves without rejecting fine flows, and the mountains can become powerful things without rejecting dust...

"What's your name?" Yun Luo asked calmly. He hadn't decided whether to kill Xiang Chu Junzi or take her back to China, killing or not, for Yun Luo, the choice lies with Xiang Chu Junzi.

No one likes to bring someone home with trouble. As for Yun Luo, saving Xiang Chu Junko is just a good heart. Even if you kill Xiang Chu Junko again, it is just a bad heart. Xiang Chu Junko's life and death are meaningless to Yun Luo.

"Xiang Chuchunzi, the faint fragrance, the moonlight, the pure pure, the woman's son, is eighteen years old this year." Xiang Chuchunzi's pure and gentle voice was as gentle as a fox, and the melon-shaped face as big as a palm, with a charming aura that makes a man's heart beat. Xiang Chuchunzi's white and soft plain hands gently pinch Yun Luo's right hand, as if he was massaged, or as if he was acting coquettish.

Yun Luo remained silent and listened to the life experience that Kazuku Junko told her. Yun Luo could feel that this girl, who was only a beauty, had the charm of a fox girl in the doomsday world, had the natural charm, and also had the charm that was cultivated.

Junko Kasumi is actually a socialite specially trained by the big family. Junko Kasumi is the best in this generation. She is not only weak, charming and elegant, but also very culturally educated. Because she is so outstanding, she has never had a task yet.

The most important thing is that although a socialite like Junko Kasumi is still a virgin, she is knowledgeable and versatile in sexual intercourse. She has been studying beauty for more than ten years. She is really good at bed and practiced Jiu Jitsu. She can really be as soft as boneless.

Excellent academic performance, you know, Xiangchu Chunzi can use a secluded place to instantly strangle a small piece of sugarcane juice, and then take it out and it becomes dry scum. It is so cute that it makes the man feel itchy and trembling. A little cherry mouth means that the girl's cherry lips are not more than the Yao nose, and her black hair is draped over her shoulders, which is very consistent with Yunluo's aesthetic view.

With Yunluo's nature, she was thinking about something that she didn't understand the man's heart very well, which made Kazuku Junko feel insecure. She had a black household registration in Japan, and leaving Yunluo was penniless. Kazuku Junko was a socialite who was proficient in how to serve men, and subconsciously thought of putting Yunluo to bed in bed.

The elegant and elegant cherry blossom fragrance is the fragrance of cherry blossoms that Xiangchu Junko has been bathing in cherry blossoms all year round and taking secret medicines. This is also the national flower of Japan, which is cherry blossoms, which can make Xiangchu Junko more charming.

Xiang Chuchunzi is 1.6 meters tall, delicate and delicate. Her feet are slender, Yun Luo can hold it with one palm, her waist is slender, her hands can hold it, but her delicate chest has a d cup, which is very pleasing to the eye. Her fragrant buttocks are as straight and round as the full moon, delicate and soft. Her eyes are delicate and gentle, and she is a pure and charming little fox. She is a peerless beauty who can make men fly to the sky.

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Xiang Chu Junko rubbed Yun Luo's arm with her soft breasts, and she wanted Yun Luo to transform into a big-tailed wolf. Unfortunately, Yun Luo's concentration was able to scare three big fat pigs to death. She just enjoyed Xiang Ku Junko's warm and warm jade, but had no reaction. He had not yet thought about how to deal with Xiang Chu Junko.

Yunluo and Junko Kasumiko came out of Chienji Temple and were in a park on her right. From here to the streets and alleys in front of Kiyomizu Temple, there were figures of women in kimono. Judging from the cameras in their hands, they were also tourists, not geisha. When the woman wore a kimono and stepped on wooden clogs, she could only walk in a small walk, and her figure naturally became graceful.

The color and pattern of the kimono are as elegant as gouache paintings, which are as long as the feet and the shape knot on the back make the person wearing a more upright figure. When you meet a woman walking in a kimono in a small street and alley, you don’t have to look at her face and think she is a beautiful person. It is a holistic atmosphere, dignified and quiet, and her temperament is very impressive.

Of course, kimono also gives people a sense of ritual, unlike ordinary wear, it also has a gorgeous posture, similar to the red pavilion in front of the temple. On ordinary days, how many Japanese women will wear kimonoes to travel. The clouds fall in the clear sunshine, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the Japanese streets, and being accompanied by soft and charming beauties, it feels very comfortable.

However, even when Yunluo saw a housewife hidden in a simple and plain tone at the station, she would be clean and decent and put on light makeup when traveling alone with two children. A woman's posture more or less shows the status and view of life of a society. Xiangchu Junko looked at these curiously. She had been raised in the boudoir since she was a child and had never left the manor.

Japanese women do not work after marriage, and it is difficult to get promoted at work without marriage, which seems to have no social status. In fact, after retiring from the family, they are the real core of a family. A mother who can dress up in her mood at least shows that she has the leisure to love beauty. Taking the financial power of the family also allows them to not have to be depressed with the man who makes money for the sake of rouge and water.

Yunluo heard that Japanese men’s pocket money should be negotiated before marriage and should not be used at will. It can be seen that all countries have similar customs when it comes to affairs in women. Yunluo believes that Japanese women are gentle and obedient, always standing behind men as a foil, but after contacting Japanese local film and television works or books, they found that this was not the case.

Because of beauty, many things can coexist.

For example, in the Dongshan Scenic Area, in the alleys of Qingshui Temple, other countries have been demoted to vulgar flower streets and willow alleys, which can be separated from the sacred and solemn temples by one street. Geisha has become a culture that can only be successful through hard work and talent. I heard that there is still a road here begs for the flower-seeing path, and clouds may walk through it or miss it.

Xiangchu Junko was gentle and quiet, and she didn't speak, but just held Yun Luo's arm obediently. The lazy red mouse Tangtang lying on Xiangchu's shoulders was the most elegant scenery in the eyes of passers-by. Xiangchu Junko was pure, innocent, innocent, ignorant, charming, charming, sexy, and witch-like.

Such a kind of Kasuku Junko is proficient in sexual intercourse, not familiar with the world, pure and charming, and is the best.

When a flower sees a small path, it means a flower path. This flower refers to both the shadow of the cherry blossoms and the woman who is like a flower. When a geisha called a flower walks through this path, their Tingting figures make passers-by appreciate and admire, which is a true appreciation of beauty. Like the red pavilion in front of the temple, beauty is a gorgeous existence.

Yunluo and Kasuko Junko came out of Chien Temple, and it was already dusk. Seeing tourists walking in the direction of the backing, Yunluo also followed him. There was a graceful back of a kimono woman in front of her, which reminded people of the beautiful Huayue walking slowly.

Seeing the kimono makes Yun Luo feel like he is in a foreign country. Isn’t it? I saw Miss Odai on the streets of Saigon, a Sarong man in an Indonesian car, and a young man with a cassock standing in front of the donor in the morning in Chiang Mai. The scene that was accidentally taken but was always frozen in memory. At that time, it was a kind of surprise and joy of encountering.

As we walked, the sound of guitar came from Yunluo's ears. Following the sound, it was a park surrounded by a shallow pond. Street artists performed in front of the pond. Artists are available in various countries. Yunluo's impression of Japanese artists comes from the figures of the Ukiyo-seok, as well as artists who wander around the world by Yasunari Kawabata.

Of course, the artist who dressed up in front of him and played the guitar was not included in this list. Yun Luo stood and was about to leave after listening to it. A man appeared next to him, pointing at Dongshan and speaking a string of Japanese. When he suddenly met, Yun Luo was shocked. This not tall and thin man looked too much like a Japanese customer. To be precise, he was younger, like his younger brother.

Yunluo heard that he was introducing the park scenery to Yunluo, and thanked him with a smile. He heard Yunluo speak Japanese and said a few more words, pointing at the camera to help Yunluo take a photo. Kasuku Junko blinked her beautiful eyes curiously, but exuded the charming aura that made the men stare at her figure. She was as delicate as a naughty little fox, gently scratching your heart with her fluffy tail, itchy.

When Yun Luo was just in Zhien Temple, he thought that taking photos was a little trouble, but suddenly a enthusiastic person who took the initiative to help take photos appeared. The enthusiasm expressed by the smile patterns on his face was not necessary to be explained in words. Junko Kazuku has the talent to take photos and pose. She has been trained professionally and leaned against Yun Luo gently and cleverly, as if a couple left after taking photos.

Yunluo and Kazuku Junko went to Kiyomizu Temple next. I have to say that Japan is very friendly to small animals, and no one said that Red Rat Tangtang would not allow Red Rat Tangtang to come into the temple. Kazuku Junko didn't know the horror of this cute creature. Occasionally, she smiled slightly and touched the fluffy Red Rat Tangtang with her bare hands, and she liked it very much.

There is no white snake in Kiyomizu Temple. Several black crows stand on the edge of the beautiful pagoda. Their dense figures make the Kiyomizu Temple more solemn. The misty rain has just stopped, and the dusk comes earlier than the sunny day. Although it is still bright, the dim light of the lamp has been reflected behind the paper window.

The Buddha statue in the darkest Great Hall sat in the darker darkness, and the eyes were not very clear under the lamp. As Yunluo walked slowly past, he saw a young man and woman praying for blessings in front of the Buddha statue. The girl was wearing a white kimono and a water-red belt, and the boy was wearing a black kimono.

This is the charm of Kyoto. It is hard to imagine that in the ancient capital of China today, even in classical gardens, people in ancient costumes can look so harmonious. People will think that it is a cosplay, and they will not think that it is a person in real life.

Girls in Kyoto wear kimono or yukata. In the eyes of Yunluo, a foreigner, it seems that they have been dressing like this and their every move is natural. They have been wearing kimono from childhood to grand days. For them, kimono is not a role, but a ritual costume, and it looks so beautiful, why not do it?

Yun Luo led Xiangchu Junko to the stage hanging between the stone walls and the cliffs in the backyard. There was no ray of rays in the sky of the Xishan Mountain in the distance, and there was a white cloud floating leisurely on the green mountains. The thin-waisted Kyoto Tower is clearly visible, and the sky is too bright. Looking at Kyoto City from a high place, the modern style is suspended on the classical atmosphere.

Walking off the stage, it was already dim. Yun Luo listened to the gurgling sound of flowing water coming from the valley. A small row of stones on the roadside were surrounded by red cloth, which was simple and cute. Yun Luo looked up and looked up. The tower of Kiyomizu Temple showed a clearer silhouette in the gradually dimming light and shadow. Xiangchu Junko was a little afraid of the cold and pulled her body next to Yun Luo, absorbing warmth.

The light of the stone lanterns on the side of the road guides the clouds towards the exit. Although the scenery behind them is reluctant to leave, people always have to walk forward, walking along the way, loneliness and happiness accompany each other.
Chapter completed!