Li Qinghe always felt that something was wrong, whether it was a little abrupt or a little embarrassing, it was not accurate to say so. Anyway, it's just a little awkward in my heart.

Li Qinghe could feel that he was full before the moon and Hun was full, and he was slightly [hard] to show his respect.

The change of Xiao Li Qinghe, Kageyama Yanzi naturally didn't feel it because he didn't have contact with it.

"Sister, I'm a little hot, let's keep a little distance."

Li Qinghe said so, but the body had no idea of acting at all, and the typical mouth was upright.

"What are you afraid of, you are my brother, let them say if they want to go."

Unlike Li Qinghe, after Kageyama said this, he pinched Li Qinghe's pink cheek and returned to his driver's seat.

To put it bluntly, the driver's seat in the island country is generally on the right side, not on the left like in China.

Li Qinghe saw the boy leave from his side, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, why didn't he stay for a while.

Kageyama cast his eyes in the rearview mirror and saw Li Qinghe's eyes,

"Little fool, my sister's doufu, is it delicious?"

"Ah, this."

Li Qinghe didn't expect his careful thoughts to be discovered by his sister.

"That sister, where are we going now?"

Li Qinghe is going out now, and there is no problem in saying that he is an out-and-out bum.

"Let's go home first and change a few outfits."

Speaking of home, the gentleman looked a little uncomfortable, changed the direction of driving, and drove towards the place where he lived.

Li Qinghe looked at the scenery of Tokyo along the way, but still couldn't remember anything.

No way, whether it is in his past life or in this life, Li Qinghe is an otaku type of person. If you can't go out, you definitely don't go out.

Even if I was a part-time worker, I only knew one way, a way to commute to work and go to the hospital.

Road idiots are so capricious!

Li Qinghe followed her son back to her house in this way.

Her house was empty, and there was a layer of ash at the door, and you could see that it had been a long time since she had last been home.

"Instantly, this is your room. This house has been empty since you went out to work the other day. I didn't even touch anything inside. ”

Come to the guest room of your son's house. It was a Western-style room: above the fireplace, a reproduction of a young girl with one hand and her beautiful eyes slightly drooping, pondered there.

This girl, how do you look at it, how is it similar to her son.

"Sister, why is the girl painted above so similar to you?"

"Fool, that painting is my sister, it's a portrait of my sister when she was 16 years old. When you draw this picture, you shout that you want to draw one too. ”

When the boy said this, the corner of his mouth smiled, and he nodded Li Qinghe's forehead, as if there was something real.

"You see you're dirty, don't go wash it yet. You have to have a bathroom in the room, so wash it well. ”

Li Qinghe followed the direction of the gentleman and entered his room.

Li Qinghe's room is very simple, with three large bookshelves, which occupy four-fifths of the space.

Could it be that he used to be a book collector for his brother, or that he loved reading very much.

Li Qinghe didn't know that that room was where he slept when he had insomnia. The best way to solve insomnia is to read a book that you are not interested in, and drowsiness will come immediately.

After Li Qinghe entered the room, he put away some photos of himself and his parents before and locked them quickly.

He put away the photo and breathed a sigh of relief. Acting still has to be comprehensive, and it will be enough to synthesize a few photos in a few days.

"Sister. The clothes here are a size bigger than me, and they look loose and baggy. ”

Li Qinghe went to the bathroom of his room first and took a hot shower, but the clothes in the wardrobe were so big.

"Oh, I've bought a little bigger clothes. Then you will wear it after washing, and my sister will take you to buy clothes in a while. ”

Li Qinghe picked out a white sportswear, just this one, for men, the clothes should be as white as the skin.

Li Qinghe came to the hall wearing a slightly loose tracksuit, and saw that he had changed into a red long skirt and was waiting for him in blue high heels.

The boy took the initiative to stretch out his hand and asked Li Qinghe to pull him up.

"Let's go, brother. You used to like to drag me shopping the most. ”

Li Qinghe looked at his son's pair of [soft] wattles (small hands), and the two hands were rarely beautiful. The show is narrow and slender, but it is rich and white, and the nails are blue, soft and pearled.

"What are you looking at, Derpy."

Li Qinghe's face turned red, and he put his hand in his hand.

The boy took Li Qinghe to start shopping throughout Tokyo, and took a lot of photos of Li Qinghe, and the two had a very good time this day.

"Instantly, you go back to sleep first. Oh oh it's the night shift today, and I'm going to go to work, and I'm chubby with my lovely subordinate. ”

Kageyama said this jokingly.

After sending Li Qinghe to his own family, he drove to the place where he used to work, and if he wanted to act without revealing his flaws, he had to drink from them.

She came to the BAR bar, and her usual job was to work as a waitress to communicate with the other high-level members of the organization. Either a member of Lucky Clover or the management of the Brain Group.

"Why did you come so early today?"

The first person to enter the bar today was Takuma Yi, who was holding a thick book of poems.

"I'll tell you for this reason. What to drink. ”

He asked.

"Have a Techira."

Thinking about it, she sat in her usual position and touched her handsome hair, which seemed to be more handsome.

"Why did you drink the téchira today, wasn't it a cocktail before?"

The boy began to pour wine for Ponder Yi.

"I'm tired of drinking one kind of wine every day, so try a different taste. But you seem to be in a good mood today. ”

"That's nature, yes, you're here."

J is a muscular black man with full abs and a cute Samoyed on his arm.

J nodded, and sat down in front of Takume.

"Give me and Chuck two glasses of Irish whiskey."

As usual, J teases his little cute Samoyed dog, Chuck.

"Today, he can't come."

Kageyama looked at the last vacant seat.

"He's playing outside now, how can he come back if he doesn't play enough. Son, your bartending skills are really getting better. ”

Pondering a chichen said while tasting wine.

"Thank you for the compliment, since there are all the people. Let me tell you something. ”

Seeing that Takuma Yiyang and J didn't object, they agreed. As for the person who hasn't come yet, he generally doesn't care about anything. Usually I rarely come back, and I only come back to meet after having fun, even the president of the Zhinao Group has no choice but to let it go.