Chu Nanxiong is not a person who is good at lying, and he answered all Chunmei's questions truthfully in the car. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info Seeing Suzuki Haruki's appearance, he knew how unreliable that girl's mouth was.

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Chu Nanxiong said in a deep tone: "The eldest husband takes the four seas as his home, and heaven and earth as his seat. ”

Suzuki Haruki was surprised: "Sleeping on the street and living in a fixed place is a real man?" The Chinese measure is also too strange. ”

Chu Nanxiong's ambition was blocked, and what was originally a cool thing was suddenly changed when she said this. This issue has risen to an international level, and if you admit it, you will lose your national identity, and if you don't admit it, you will not be able to save face.

After hesitating, he gritted his teeth and tried to justify: "Being home in the four seas does not mean that there is no fixed place to live, and heaven and earth as a seat does not mean sleeping on the street, in short, Chinese culture is broad and profound, so let's not discuss these issues in depth." ”

Suzuki Haruyuki suddenly said: "Not only can you sleep on the street, but you can also sleep on the flyover and park benches." ”

Chu Nanxiong decided to bypass this topic and continue with the previous topic: "I'm leaving. ”

Suzuki Haruyuki asked several questions in a row: "Do you know the way?" Do you speak Japanese? Do you have Japanese yen? Do you have a change of clothes? ”

Chu Nanxiong thought for a moment and said decisively: "I'll stay a little longer." ”

"Well, Chu Jun, go to the hot springs first and change into clean clothes." Haruki Suzuki smiled, helping others always makes her happy, especially the benefactor who saved her life.

After soaking in the hot spring, Chu Nanxiong, who returned to the room, found that she hadn't left yet, so he casually found a topic to talk about, who knew that the conversation was out of control, Suzuki Chunxue was very interested in how Chinese high school students lived, especially Chu Nanxiong did not hide his great achievements in sweeping junior high school, which made her more and more admired, and had the illusion that there are kung fu masters everywhere in China.

Around ten o'clock, Chu Nanxiong was sleepy, Suzuki Chunxue rarely had such a happy mood these days, although he wanted to continue chatting, but considering his fatigue today, it was natural to say goodbye.

Chu Nanxiong didn't stay, he was too sleepy, yawned, and fell asleep.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the moon stars are bright, and the evening breeze is gentle, such a night is not suitable for killing, and I prefer to admire the moon and chant poetry. She didn't care, as long as she received an order, she could only do it in broad daylight.

She was wrapped in black, her face covered with a black scarf, and her cold eyes were revealed. Like a cat, he followed the dark corridor and approached the target room step by step.

Outside the door, she reached out and unscrewed the handle, and her movements were gentle, without alarming the sleeping people inside.

The door opened little by little, and the room was silent, and the moonlight penetrated through the open balcony window, and the light stopped beside the bed, leaving the sleeping person in the bed still shrouded in darkness.

She pulled out a small knife from her waist, and the muscles of her hands gradually tensed, like a lion ready to hunt its prey.

The person sleeping on the bed was not alert at all, and when he looked closer, he could even see saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth. She shook her head slightly, a little disappointed in her heart, the pirates who have made the East China Sea boil recently are nothing more than that.

Thinking so, she raised her small knife and slashed downward.

Chu Nanxiong, who was asleep, instinctively sensed the danger, and subconsciously turned over and kicked his legs, and his movements were done in one go. Caught off guard, she was kicked in the abdomen, vomiting blood, and her body flew upside down into the wall.

The boom exploded, and in this silent night, the sound seemed louder and louder. She screamed badly, endured a stomachache, and fled back to her room.

The hallway was brightly lit, and a team of men in black rushed in with guns, and Suzuki Haruyuki, who was sleeping on the third floor, was alarmed, and she ran down in a pink cat's pajamas and a thin coat.

She saw the man in black break into Chu Nanxiong's room and said nervously, "What happened?" Is Chu Jun okay? ”

Two questions in a row, answered by the older man in black: "Miss, the guest is fine, the person who happened should be the attacker." ”

"Great," Suzuki Haruyuki sighed as she trotted into the house and saw a humanoid mark not far from the door, with blood remaining on the ground.

Chu Nanxiong, who was attacked, is still sleeping, the assassin is like a mosquito to him, will you wake up if you kill a mosquito while sleeping?

The answer is obvious, no.

The man in black didn't dare to approach the head of the bed, for fear of being kicked. Suzuki Haruki walked to the head of the bed, and one person nervously stopped: "Miss, be careful." ”

Suzuki Chunxue was helpless, and shouted two steps apart: "Chu Jun, Chu Jun ......"

Chu Nanxiong didn't open his eyes, turned over, and said in a daze: "Well, what's the matter?" ”

"Someone just attacked you, did you see what that person looks like?" Suzuki Haruyuki asked.

Chu Nanxiong woke up suddenly: "My sister?!" ”

He only heard someone attacking, and subconsciously took on the role of Chu Yun, and was scared away from sleep.

Seeing Chu Nanxiong's panicked expression, Suzuki Chunxue wondered, "Is it Chu Jun's acquaintance who did it?" ”

Chu Nanxiong looked at the door, and the body prints on the wall and the blood stains on the ground all showed that the identity of the person who came was definitely not Chu Yun.

If it was Chu Yun's sneak attack, he would never vomit blood, and it was possible to beat him to vomit blood.

"It's okay, I misunderstood, let's sleep." Chu Nanxiong saw that it was not Chu Yun, and his heart was greatly relieved.

Suzuki Chunxue was surprised: "It's not good, it's about Chu Jun's safety, I think you should be more cautious." ”

Chu Nanxiong said indifferently: "With such skills, I can beat a group of people with my eyes closed." ”

Chunmei, who had just come over, heard that she almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood, so she covered her stomach and walked back. Damn, she's going to kill this big-talking kid.

was speechless all night, and when he waited until the next morning, Chu Nanxiong woke up, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and accumulated goods in his lower abdomen.

Someone was already knocking on the door: "Mr. Chu, the eldest lady asked you to come over for breakfast." ”

"This is coming," Chu Nanxiong responded, opened the door, and there was a woman about forty years old standing outside, with an ordinary appearance, average figure, and fluent Chinese, obviously Aunt Yun in Suzuki Chunxue's mouth.

When you are in a foreign country and meet a native, you will inevitably feel a sense of intimacy. Aunt Yun was extremely familiar with Chu Nanxiong, and while leading the way, she asked him where his hometown was, how old he was, and what his parents did.

She asked, and Chu Nanxiong replied.

Follow the hallway to the staircase that leads to the ground floor and go downstairs. On the left is a white dining table, like in a movie, the table is long enough to allow twenty people to eat together without being crowded.

Of course, there weren't so many people sitting at the table, and counting Suzuki Haruki, that is, six people.

Chu Nanxiong saw that among the six people, four were acquaintances. Two are Suzuki Haruki and Chunmei, and the other two, a man and a woman, are all people who had brain problems yesterday.

The remaining two, one of whom was an old man in his early seventies, were shaking his hands holding chopsticks. One was a ten-year-old boy with a pleasant appearance, and his black and white eyes looked at Chu Nanxiong curiously.

Suzuki Chunxue got up and introduced Chu Nanxiong to his family, and then introduced his family to him. The man is her father, Suzuki Yan, different from yesterday's coldness, today he showed a kind smile: "Chu Jun, I'm glad that you saved Chunxue's life, if you need anything, you can tell me at any time, and I will do my best to meet your request." ”

His words are concise, which means to get the money out of nowhere.

The woman is her mother, Keiko Suzuki, and her attitude is very calm, and a slight bow is considered a greeting.

Grandpa Suzuki Xiong, Alzheimer's, can basically be ignored. The younger brother Suzuki Jiang, who is a complete naughty ghost, looks very well-behaved in front of outsiders, and says with a smile: "Big brother is good." ”

Of course, he spoke it in Japanese, and without Suzuki Haruki's translation, he would never have understood it.

Breakfast was western, sliced bread, sandwiches, ham, milk.

Chu Nanxiong said very bluntly: "If this amount is not enough to eat, at least triple the amount." ”

Suzuki Jiang laughed, Suzuki Iwa's cold gaze glanced over, and he immediately stopped laughing.

Chunmei instructed the next person to let him go to the three parts again.

Chu Nanxiong didn't feel that he was wrong about what he said, he thought that since you want to have a treat, of course you have to be full, otherwise you should invite a bird.

After breakfast, Suzuki Iwa and Keiko Suzuki left together, Suzuki Xiong was helped upstairs by his subordinates, and Suzuki Jiang carried his schoolbag to school.

"Chunxue, aren't you going to school?" Chu Nanxiong saw that Suzuki Chunxue didn't make any moves, and his heart was strange.

Suzuki Haruyuki's face froze, not knowing how to answer.

Chunmei on the side interjected: "The eldest lady is going to marry Musashi of the Yamakaze Group in a few days, and she doesn't have time to go to school." ”

Chu Nanxiong was so shocked that he didn't swallow a mouthful of bread, choked and coughed, hurriedly picked up a glass of milk and drank it, he relieved his breath and said, "You RB people are all getting married so early? ”

Suzuki Haruki squeezed out a reluctant smile: "Almost." ”

Chunmei interjected again: "Of course not, if you say that, you have to graduate from high school and get married." This time, the marriage between the eldest lady and Musashi was all for the purpose of marriage. ”

"Chun, Mei," Suzuki Haruyuki thought she was talking too much, and called her name in an accentuated tone, signaling her to talk less.

Chu Nanxiong was aroused, he was not the kind of man who could read the air, and asked, "Don't you like this marriage?" ”

Suzuki Haruki was silent for a while, and she smiled: "It's okay, Mr. Musashi is a very good person, I'm very satisfied." ”

Chu Nanxiong saw that something was wrong, this smile was too reluctant, and it looked like there was something inside. He rolled his eyes, got up and said, "I want to go to the toilet, Chunmei will take me down." ”

Suzuki Haruyuki nodded and asked Harumei to take him.

As soon as he left her sight, Chu Nanxiong stopped, turned his head and said, "Chunxue, she doesn't like this marriage, right?" ”

Chunmei nodded: "The eldest lady's dream is to be a doctor, not to be a housewife at home." This marriage was all proposed by the other party, and the lord had to agree to this marriage in order to protect the new dragon group. ”

Chu Nanxiong sneered: "I think he hopes that the marriage can be successful." ”

Chunmei was silent, and he said again, "Which side are you on?" You were the one who attacked me last night. ”

"No," Chunmei neatly refused.