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81_81533 Saying that Okamura Masaki strode close to the villa, facing a large bronze iron door, and there were two stone lions squatting outside the door, obviously majestic, he stepped forward to buckle the door knocker, and after a long time, he opened a small window from the door inside, revealing an old woman who looked to be in her fifties, Okamura Masaki thought to himself that this must be the maid of Fujiwara Norika's family, such a big house is just cleaned every day, the workload is not small, and at least three helpers must be hired.

"Excuse me, sir, who are you looking for?" The old woman, although she doesn't look old, has a weak voice, and her sideburns are already white, obviously because of years of fatigue work, the body board is tired, and the energy is not good, and the words she says are weak. Masaki Okamura is tall, and if he were outside, no one would think that he was just an eighteen-year-old young man.

"Hello Auntie, I'm Fujiwara Norika's classmate, she didn't go to school today, and the teacher specially sent me to try it." Masaki Okamura replied politely, looking suave and highly educated.

"Oh, you wait a minute, I'll go in and report it." The old woman closed the small window as she spoke, listening to the footsteps getting farther and farther away. Okamura Masaki was idle, looking up, only to see a woman standing faintly behind the curtain of the two-story building, and it was impossible to see who it was for a while, but I felt that this woman had been looking this way.

Then I noticed that the woman had turned around, thinking that it was the maid who had entered the room to inform her. After a while, Masaki Okamura heard footsteps in the yard.

The small window above the gate finally opened, and the old woman looked at Masaki Okamura carefully, and then a happy smile appeared on her face, and she looked very happy, and said gently, "Sir, miss, please come in." Masaki Okamura was overjoyed, he didn't expect to pass this level so easily, he originally thought that Fujiwara Norika hated himself so much in his heart, and he wouldn't see himself alive or dead.

Then the bronze iron door was opened, and a delicate and chic villa appeared in front of him, and Masaki Okamura thought to himself that this rich man was different, he didn't have to crowd in the community, listening to the noise and noise inside, he could afford to live in the villa, the environment was elegant, and the air was exceptionally fresh. Masaki Okamura followed behind the old woman, and found that there was a ten-meter square swimming pool in the distance, and there were sun umbrellas and deck chairs placed by the pool, which was really a good place to enjoy life, and Masaki Okamura couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

Okamura Masaki entered the villa, the first floor is the reception hall, there are also two fashionable treadmills in it, and a projection TV wall, he didn't hurry to take a closer look, followed the old woman down the stairs to the second floor, it was the room he saw outside the door just now.

The old woman knocked lightly on the door, only to hear a small voice coming from inside: "Let him in." Masaki Okamura could hear that although the voice was subtle, it was extremely seductive, with a slight squeamish taste. The old woman pushed open the door, and Masaki Okamura saw that it was a hazy pink, and the room was decorated with sofas, computers, and bookshelves, on which all kinds of books were neatly arranged, and there was a burst of aroma.

Okamura Masaki sat on the sofa at the signal of the old woman, and then the old woman poured a cup of tea and handed it over, and then heard a woman in the next room whispering: "There is nothing for you here, you go down and get busy first." Masaki Okamura could hear that this woman was completely in the posture of a hostess, and wondered in his heart, could it be that this woman was not Fujiwara Norika, but her mother?

Okamura Masaki picked up the tea, took a sip, put it on the coffee table, and began to carefully observe the layout of the room, at this moment, the door next door opened, a tall woman with long hair, wearing a set of beige nightgowns, walked out tiredly, Okamura Masaki looked fixedly, who would this person be if it was not Fujiwara Norika?

Before Masaki Okamura could speak, he heard Norika Fujiwara have a straight face and asked fiercely: "It turned out to be Masaki Okamura, why did you have time to come to me?" Masaki Okamura didn't expect that the other party would go straight in, so he was speechless for a while, and he didn't know how to answer, so he didn't say anything, just picked up the tea and took another sip.

"Let me ask you, are you deaf or dumb, do you say that you are here to drink tea?" Fujiwara Norika saw that the other party did not speak, but became even more angry and began to shout and reprimand. Masaki Okamura could hear that the other party had a stomach full of resentment, and when she finished venting, she would slowly get better.

"Now I, you can see and see, you can go, you are not welcome in my family, you can go out for me now." Norika Fujiwara pointed to the door, screaming hoarsely, and then her heartbroken body began to shake.

Okamura Masaki felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly stood up and stepped forward to stretch out his hand, at this time Fujiwara Norika happened to be weak, and his whole body was paralyzed, and he didn't know that he was stopped by Okamura Masaki and hugged him. But I didn't expect Fujiwara Norika to suddenly wake up again, her body began to struggle, waving her small fist, and hit Okamura Masaki's shoulder with her brain, looking very fierce, in fact, in Okamura Masaki's view, it was just like a massage tickling.

"I hate you, why didn't you start standing up to help me yesterday, you had to wait until I was desperate to come over, I hate you to death, woo woo." Norika Fujiwara actually hugged Masaki Okamura's neck and cried bitterly.

"Little *sister, what's wrong?" The door was suddenly slammed open, and the old woman ran in in a frightened state, and when she saw a pair of young men and women hugging each other in front of her, she was immediately frightened and helpless, and shouted in a lost voice.

"There's nothing for you to do here, go out, and don't tell anyone about it." Fujiwara Norika wiped a handful of tears and said to the old woman with a serious face, and the old woman retreated resignedly and closed the door.

"You didn't go to class today, is it because of yesterday's incident?" Masaki Okamura asked calmly, but the hand holding Fujiwara Norika did not pull out, he was intoxicated by the feeling of holding a woman, especially the kind of woman he liked.

"What's the matter, people are angry, they just don't want to see you again, so what?" Fujiwara Norika pinched the other party's nose with her hand, and she was coquettish.

"But what if I don't come today? Are you going to never go to school? Masaki Okamura continued to ask calmly.

"Not necessarily, maybe one day I won't care about you?" Fujiwara Norika said with a smile on her face, and then said with tenderness like water: "I really didn't expect that you would come to see me in person, my heart is really touched." ”。

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