When I opened my eyes, it was a strange ceiling.

There was a damp smell from the nose, mixed with the floral scent of laundry detergent on the quilt, and a cool feeling swept over the exposed skin.

"It's raining again?"

Yuan Laiguang sat up from the bed with sleepy eyes.

Putting on the soft cotton long sleeves that his mother had prepared in advance, he grabbed the somewhat messy hair he slept on and got out of bed, opened the curtains and looked out of the glass window to look out at the field.

The sky was overcast and drizzling.

The budding corn stalks are blown and swaying.

The cool breeze mixed with the fragrance of the earth kept drilling in.

Pull the glass window to a more suitable point and use the screen to block the fine rain that blows in, Yuan Laiguang is used to doing this, but this practice of washing the screen window is estimated to make the mother very unhappy.

"It's really an autumn rain and a cold."

Standing by the window for a while, he felt cold in his body, and it was estimated that there was also a reason for the large temperature difference in getting up, so he cautiously put on a long-sleeved jacket again.

After getting dressed, Yuan Laiguang walked out of the room, and when he saw that the time was nine o'clock, but when he just arrived at the corridor on the second floor, the voice of his parents suddenly faintly came to his ears.

"How can this be another one? There is no room to sleep in the house. ”

"This looks taller than Xiao Teng, but it seems to be very cultured, knowledgeable and polite, it must be a child of a big family, and even talking doesn't feel the same."

Chiyo Naoko seemed to have some doubts, and even faintly revealed worry.

On the contrary, his father's voice was still full of anger, and his tone sounded nonchalant: "What? Are you still afraid that our family Ah Guang is not worthy of her? I am a descendant of the orthodox royal family..."

"Shut up! Descendants of the royal family still steal money? ”

"That money, that money is your own money, can it be considered stealing?"

"I see that you have itchy skin recently, and then go out to sleep with your tail cocked, you go and wake up Ah Guang quickly, I will go to the living room to stabilize these two children, but don't let the two children fight each other."

"Not bad, the palms and backs of the hands are full of meat, and the two children are very good."

"What, you think one is too little?"

"In ancient times, which child didn't marry a three-five room..."Genshu Ichiro suddenly exclaimed in pain, and his voice began to become flattering again: "Of course I am dedicated to Naoko, I have never thought of three wives and four concubines, my heart is like a snow lotus on the mountain, even if..."

The sound gradually moves from far to near.

Just when Genshu Ichiro was begging his wife for mercy with a flattering face, Minamoto Raiguang's figure suddenly appeared in front of the two, so that the former's slightly flattering voice just now couldn't help but stop abruptly.

Probably thinking that face in front of his son was still important, or because he still had to maintain the dignity of the head of the family, the flattering smile on Genshu Ichiro's face suddenly retracted.

"Who taught you to eavesdrop on others, don't you know our ancestral teachings of Genji!?"

Looking at the pitiful look in his son's eyes, Genshu Ichiro instantly felt the fire on his face, and hurriedly moved out of the old ancestor to suppress Yuan Laiguang and maintain his little dignity as a father.

Yuan Laiguang didn't care about his words at all, but frowned and brought up the topic just now, and asked out loud: "Father, someone is here?" ”

"You're finally awake, the girls are coming to the door, why don't you tell your mother in advance, you already knew to clean up an extra room, but it's not too late to clean up."

Compared with Genshu Ichiro, who has no power but can't put his brain on the strings, what Chiyo Naoko said this time is also a little inexplicable, at least the squinting smile is somewhat unsettling.

"What do you mean?" Yuan Laiguang's eyebrows furrowed even more: "Who came to the door?" ”

Genshu Ichiro smiled when he saw his uncertain appearance, and seemed to seize the opportunity to show his majesty in front of his son, and his face sank and he scolded: "Isn't it your kid's second room?" The boy came to the door on his own, and is now sitting downstairs! ”

"Second room..."

A few figures flashed in Yuan Laiguang's mind in an instant, but he didn't know who ran away, so he walked downstairs directly after passing the figure of the second elder: "I'll go down and take a look first." ”

His decisiveness made Genshu Ichiro, who originally wanted to show off his younger brotherhood, stunned, and looked at his wife a little confused as he touched his own head, but Chiyo Naoko also shook his head and said that he didn't understand.

And just when I walked up the wooden staircase.

Yuan Laiguang saw the two people in the living room from top to bottom.

One of them is none other than Sakuhatsu Koto.

The other girl was now blowing from a teacup, and seemed to be distressed by the hot smoke wafting up, and pushed off the rimmed glasses that stood on the bridge of her tall nose.

Just sitting there, he has a quiet temperament, and he doesn't seem to be embarrassed or uncomfortable, he always has a shallow smile on his face, and he puts his legs together and skims to the side dignified and demure.

The long chestnut hair is tied with a white headband and loosely tied in the right shoulder socket.

It is a familiar and dangerous wife's hairstyle.

"Kamiya?"

Yuan Raiguang's face became gloomy.

When he saw Aiko Kamiya sitting on the sofa for a long time, and still smiling lightly with her usual breezy face, Minamoto Raiguang knew that he seemed to have underestimated the seriousness of the matter.

Probably because the footsteps he was walking just now were too obvious, or maybe the area of the house was not too large, so such a little movement was quickly noticed by the girl downstairs.

"Gen-kun, you're up, good morning."

Aiko Kamiya put down the teacup she was holding in her hand, looked at him and smiled.

Her expression and voice are very natural.

It's as if he and Minamoto Yoriko are very familiar with each other.

However, her sudden visit made Yuan Laiguang unable to lift a good face, and he did not have the slightest intention of reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, and walked down the stairs to the center of the living room with a gloomy face.

glanced at the somewhat lost Sakutsu Koto next to him.

Minamoto walked up to Aiko Kamiya expressionlessly, looked at her smiling cheeks with a downward gaze, and asked in a tone that was so flat that he couldn't make the slightest waves:

"It doesn't seem polite to visit someone's home without explaining it in advance, and how did you get my home address?"

Listening to this can even be said to be an indifferent tone, if you follow the concept of ordinary people's face, I am afraid that you will also reply with a sentence or two in the future.

But she seemed to get used to it.

"And if I had to say, would you have agreed to my visit?" Aiko Kamiya didn't seem to hear the indifference in his words, but still asked softly with a light smile.

"No, it won't."

Yuan Laiguang gave a crisp answer.

"So I had to find it myself."

Aiko Kamiya said a little helplessly.

"So what did you want to do when you came to my house?"

Yuan Laiguang asked coldly.

The smile on Aiko Kamiya's face became even more charming when she heard this, and she seemed to have prepared the corresponding answer a long time ago, but she just raised her finger and pointed to her stomach and said softly:

"I'm just looking for the father of the child."

Her voice is soft and gentle.

It's like the thoughtfulness and concern of waiting for a long time after pregnancy to finally see your husband return home.

Coupled with her already demure and dignified cheeks, as well as the hairstyle and watery eyes that are very in line with the wife next door, this temperament looks even more similar.

But Yuan Laiguang couldn't help but be furious when he heard this.

I haven't slept until I say that the child is my own.

Isn't this bullying honest people!?