"Shizuko, you can come in."

The old man's words changed sharply, and Midong didn't have time to care about his explosive speech just now, just looked at the entrance of the boudoir.

With permission, the long-waiting beautiful woman in the long dress walked into the house, still holding a tissue that wiped her tears.

"Father."

Shizuko Miyamoto saluted the old man and said, "I didn't expect you to wake up, Mozi went home, and I am really sorry to disturb your bedtime." ”

"What's the matter~"

The old man stood up, and Mi Dong's eyes were very good enough to hold him: "I just had a very pleasant conversation with Mozi-chan." Come on, Mozi, help the old man back to the house first, and let your mother wait here first. ”

Midong naturally had no choice but to carry the old man out of the house, while her mother stood aside and gave way. The door opens, and out there is a hallway, where the head of the family has a bedroom......

The two quaint and solemn doors were open to each other, facing the door of Mozi's boudoir. Also located at the end of the right wing on the third floor of the Western-style Pavilion, the granddaughter and grandfather, the head of the family and the only daughter in the third generation, turned out to be the door.

"Grandfather, you should rest early."

The first entrance is a small living room, although the bed is large, but it only occupies a small space. As soon as Mei Dong entered the house, he smelled a strong smell of Chinese medicine: "Do you need me to help you get to bed?" ”

She spoke softly, standing behind the old man's side, and had begun to observe the layout of the main bedroom.

If the boudoir of Miyamoto Moko opposite the portal is a typical fairy tale world, Snow White's girly pastoral, then the bedroom of the old man Miyamoto Ryuzo is indeed a place of twilight.

The classical European decoration is extremely complex, the colors are mainly dark gold and black, the windows are drawn with heavy blackout curtains, and the interior is dimly lit, only an orange table lamp illuminates a little light.

It's a grave.

"Look, Mozi, this whole wall."

Don't have to look for it on her own, after sitting down on the edge of the bed, the old man Longzang pointed directly to the shelf on the side: "The old heart is completely hopeless." Although Dr. Yongze has been hired since five years ago, he is not an immortal, and the old man knows better than anyone what his body is. ”

Midong also sat on the edge of the bed, she lowered her eyebrows, looked at the old man deeply, and stroked his shoulder: "Grandfather will be fine." Isn't our family a pharmaceutical company, heart disease is indeed an incurable disease, but our research institute must be the world's top, right? ”

"Hey, hey......"

Obviously, this sentence happened to touch the old man's cool point, he smiled happily, put his left hand on Meidong's thigh.

"Research institute or something, Mozi, you're really not a fuel-efficient lamp......"

Midong's eyebrows suddenly raised, compared to the old man's gentle stroking on her thighs, this sentence really made her spirit highly tense.

On the edge of the bed in the dimly lit bedroom, I only heard the old man Longzang smile: "I've read the information in the old study." Japan, China, South Korea, the United States, and even the jungles of Canada and Venezuela, the research institutes of Centennial Pharmaceutical, and the Centennial Pharmaceutical, our foundation, are indeed all over the world. But Mozi, if you know these things, you're very unbehaved......"

The palm of the hand on the granddaughter's thigh used a little force.

"Well...... Grandfather ......"

Fortunately for the old man's seat, Meidong's mouth was warm and glutinous, but in the dim light, her eyes had already become incomparably sharp, as if she could drill out of thousands of caves with ten thousand years of ice.

"But it's okay, Mozi, hahaha......"

But listening to the words of the old man Longzang, he turned again: "Mozi, it's special." Don't talk about these research institutes, wait for the old will to come down......"

Midong stared silently at the side of his face.

“…… And then Mozi, as long as I find a suitable husband for myself, all the property, all the power, all the everything of my Miyamoto clan will ......"

At the end, the old man suddenly stopped talking and turned his head sharply to look at Midong.

"Moziyo, you didn't hear the old self-talk just now, right?"

The bedside light line illuminates half of the old man's face, and the other half is hidden in the darkness, so that yin and yang coexist.

"Well, that's right, grandfather."

When the old man looked at her, Midong quickly removed the sharpness in her eyes, and even put one of her hands on the hand where she touched her thigh.

"I haven't heard anything, so don't worry."

This low voice is gentle and charming, the sentence is at the end, and even the sound is clear, it is gentle to the extreme, and it is even more accurate.

"Ah...... That's good, that's good......"

There is no doubt that under Meidong's hand, the old man's palm is homeopathic, and it naturally sinks deeply into at least the woman's thigh. The trench coat was not taken off, the leggings were close to the body, and Midong was sitting beside the old man, just pasting her body on.

"Okay, Mozi, my filial Mozi......"

The old man raised his hand and gently spread Midon's palm, then fell down again, patting her thigh lightly.

"That's good, that's good, my darling granddaughter. Now, I've been out to play for so long, and now it's late, so the old decay won't disturb your rest. Let's go back to the house and sleep, and then tomorrow we will have breakfast, but we need to eat more. ”

Facing the old man's smiling gaze, Midong lowered her head slightly, hiding the sharp cold light in her lower eyelids. But seeing that his hand was still on her thigh, she made a gesture to get up, parting her legs slightly by the way, and then naturally, the wizened old hand slid a little.

Then he glanced at it, and saw the old man's shrewd eyes flashing brightly, Meidong sneered in her heart, and immediately stood up quickly.

"Well, then, grandfather, I wish you a good night's sleep."

Thirty degrees of bowing, white and tender hands on the lower abdomen obediently, really a good image of a polite lady.

The smell of medicine in the old man's bedroom is too strong after all, even for this reason alone. After a few more nonsense words, Midong walked out of the master bedroom with light steps, then turned around and closed the two oak doors.

"Hoo ......"

In the next second, she suddenly let out a long sigh.

"Moko."

Then came the second party tonight, Moko's mother, Shizuko, who had been waiting in her boudoir, stepped forward gently: "Grandfather, did you tell you something?" ”

Such a type of problem?

Meidong blinked, and said with a smile: "Ancestor and grandson, what else can it be." Come on, Mom, drive for three hours, and I have to take a shower before going to bed, why don't you come in and sit down? ”

As she spoke, she grabbed the beautiful girl's waist and walked gracefully towards the boudoir.