The drizzle was still drifting uncontrollably.

Occasionally, a few bamboo leaves were rolled up, stacked near the thatched hut, and then clung to the wooden fence with water droplets.

This thatched hut is located between the bamboo forest and the lake.

The place where they sat was actually not a window next to it, but the thatch on the top of the roof stretched out, blocking out almost all of the drizzle above the sky.

The stove burns charcoal, the bamboo fence leans against the white stone by the wall, and the rainwater from the thatch on the top flows downward.

The sound of the bamboo forest in my ears is more pleasant.

Coupled with the sound of falling rain in puddles, like this natural white noise, it is an excellent condition to help you fall asleep.

In this thatched hut, which seems to be improvised but lacks nothing, two figures sit opposite each other.

"Is Miss Kamiya really sorry?"

Yuan Laiguang, who was already sitting upright, said this, picked up the teacup that had just been filled with water and blew it lightly.

A few tender green tea buds flutter.

The fragrance mixed with the scorching heat rushes to the tip of the nose.

And the woman sitting across from him seemed to have a little more rosy on her innocent cheeks, probably because she had drunk hot tea, and she had a little more human touch than when they first met.

The pure white kimono is still beautiful, and the water droplets that were originally thrown are also warmed and dried by the body, but the red bird and birds are more gorgeous, which should be the reason for the fabric.

Her long, narrow and beautiful eyes were lowered, her white and flawless slender fingers were fiddling with the tea set, and she knelt there very quietly, with strands of brown hair hanging down from her ears and temples, like a wife helping her husband refill tea.

"I never panic." Seiko Kamiya stopped his movements and answered his question with a light smile.

Yuan Laiguang glanced at her thoughtfully, and then said slowly: "We are all alive now. ”

"It's living in a fence."

"Then why don't you want to break free from the barrier?"

"Are you trying to persuade me?"

The inexplicable conversation of the meal was interrupted as Kamiya Seiko raised her eyes, and she didn't seem to want to talk about it too much, so she sipped the hot tea herself.

The atmosphere fell silent again.

The sound of bamboo leaves and falling rain is still the same.

It seems to be pouring out the joy of being hit.

This atmosphere is very strange, especially not far from the thatched hut, there are several black-clothed bodyguards standing.

They stood in the rain with umbrellas, and they didn't say a word from just now to now, this scene was still quite scary, but Yuan Laiguang didn't worry too much.

Even if he bullied Kamiya Seiko just now.

The latter couldn't help but be impulsive, and ordered to stay here, or do something, Yuan Laiguang was not afraid, and had a strong confidence.

After all...

He was a man with a saber, a pistol, a sniper rifle, and a rocket.

If it is really for the source of the light surgery.

In a matter of minutes, he could pull an Apache gunship out of thin air from his belt.

Scare them to death.

Of course, this also exposes the biggest secret.

But when everybody dies.

How can someone who can't speak up leak secrets?

That's already the worst-case scenario.

If Kamiya Seiko's brain didn't have cramps, it would be impossible to threaten his personal safety, after all, modern society can't be killed at will.

Of course, the premise is to be in the same class.

Just after the two sides were silent for a long time amid the sound of falling rain and the crackling sound of burning wood, a slender palm suddenly slowly appeared in the eyes of the Holy Son of Kamiya.

"Can you give me the flowers?"

The warm voice of Yuan Laiguang came into his ears.

The Holy Son of Kamiya was slightly stunned for a moment.

Then I saw Yuan Laiguang, who was sitting opposite, slowly stretching out his palm in front of him in mid-air.

She and Minamoto looked at each other.

Feeling the landing point of the other party's gaze, and then seemed to feel something, raised his hand and stroked the flower in his ear.

"Do you want these flowers in my ear?"

Kamiya Seiko's eyes flashed with confusion, but he didn't ask him for the reason, just looked at his outstretched palm, and then squinted slightly and said softly:

"You have to know this kind of thing, but your sweetheart will only wear it if you give it, and if you don't give it to me, forget it, you still want to leave from me, to be honest, it's quite excessive."

The flower arrangement of the sideburns is quite exquisite.

In ancient times, women were almost always inserted in the sideburns of beloved men to show off their flamboyance, and at the same time to show that the famous flowers have the meaning of the owner to those who have seen them.

As for arranging flowers by yourself, you usually either want to find a spouse or attend an important occasion.

When he first came, Yuan Yoriguang asked, Kamiya Seiko participated in the junior's crown ceremony, so he deliberately inserted three small flowers to show serious specifications.

But the Holy Son of Kamiya suddenly said so now.

Obviously, this black tea still has the intention of continuing to fight with him, regardless of whether he is sincere or not, as long as he insists that the beautiful woman lies, he will not be hurt.

"Miss Kamiya has a sweetheart?"

Yuan Yoriguang still had a smile on his face.

The hand that was placed in mid-air was not withdrawn.

It seems to express that if you can't get your hands on it, you won't stop.

"I picked it myself."

Kamiya Seiko glanced at his hand, a strange color flashed in his eyes, but he still didn't mean to give him flowers.

To be honest, it's embarrassing.

After all, Yuan Laiguang's hand has always been in mid-air, not to mention whether his arm will be sore, so he should withdraw it in time if he refuses silently.

But he seems to be particularly persistent.

Even if Kamiya Seiko turned a blind eye, he turned a blind eye and just put his hand in front of the other party.

Yuan Laiguang stared at her eyes, rarely a little aggressive: "Then give it to my sweetheart." ”

"I didn't say you were."

Kamiya Seiya's gaze flickered slightly.

This kind of gaze made her very uncomfortable, just like exploring the bridge by the lake just now, and the sudden approach of Yuan Laiguang and exhaling in her ear made her feel very bad.

In fact, she has seen a lot of such gazes.

Even though he is not young, Seiko Kamiya knows what he looks like and what kind of attraction he has to men, so it is commonplace.

But if others see her like this.

She can turn a blind eye.

But in the case of Minamoto Yorimitsu, the strange feeling just now reappeared, and the holy son of Kamiya actually knew why, probably because he had never been in contact with it.

A special feeling like love at first sight...

She wouldn't believe it.

However, if the body has never been in contact with it and then suddenly has an experience, it will become familiar.

This feeling distressed her.

But there was still a light smile on the surface.

There's no denying it.

Indeed, she was influenced by Yuan Laiguang.

"Then please give it to me."

Yuan Laiguang suddenly said again: "It's not as a token of love, it's just that I want to appreciate it." ”

Kamiya Seiko narrowed his eyes, looked back and forth at his face, and knelt in silence for half a minute.

Until she drank her tea completely.

Then he pulled up the cuffs of his kimono, and with his slender fingers, he plucked the three small flowers inserted in his sideburns, twisted them between his fingers, and gradually handed them over.

The three orange, white and yellow flowers were placed in his palm.

The slender white fingers stopped in mid-air for a moment, but when they were about to retract, their fingertips slashed the palm of Yuan Laiguang, and an indescribable itching sensation came.

Yuan Raiguang raised an eyebrow.

Raise your head again.

Then he saw that the Holy Son of Kamiya had withdrawn his hand.

With a natural complexion, he picked up the teacup again.

She didn't look at herself either, as if she hadn't done anything just now, and the feeling of scratching her palms was just an illusion.

There is no trace of this action.

More skilled than the Grandmaster at the time.

directly reminded Yuan Laiguang of the setting in the previous martial arts, although talented people have not practiced, as long as they are on the road, they will directly travel a thousand miles a day.

You're a great learner!

Good tea, good tea!

I don't taste this tea, and it will eventually become a regret in this life!

Yuan Laiguang thought a little in his heart, and sat upright in a more casual posture than just now, twisted the orange, white and yellow flowers in his palm and placed them on the table in front of him.

The orange, white and yellow flowers are indeed not showy.

It stands to reason that flowers should be more delicate when they are watered by rain or when there are still droplets.

But it seems that it was blown by the wind just now.

At this moment, the flowers are a little withered, nearly half of the petals have fallen, and it even looks a little dark.

It's just that Yuan Laiguang stared at these three flowers.

As if thinking about something, he put his arm on his knee to support his chin, and his eyes showed a contemplative look, and he was silent for half a minute.

It wasn't until Kamiya Seiko's crimson lips opened slightly and he was about to open his mouth and ease the atmosphere that Gen Raiguang, who had been sitting in place for a long time, spoke first.

"No matter how beautiful a flower is, there will be a day when it will wither, but because it will wither, the flower will not bloom, and it will not have the moment it should have."

Hearing this, Kamiya Seiko's eyes flashed with a different color.

But it soon converged again.

After saying this, Minamoto Raitsu raised his head, his gaze moved back from the flowers, and he looked back at the beautiful cheek of the holy son of Kamiya on the other side.

"You don't need to persuade me."

Kamiya Seiko's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had lost some patience, and said in a calm tone:

"I'm just a survivor, and I don't deserve it, so please don't spend your energy on me."

Isn't there a success in empathy?

Or did it succeed but didn't show it?

Is this black tea so vigilant?

"Miss Kamiya thinks I'm biased against you?"

Yuan Laiguang asked with a smile.

"Why are there disadvantaged people in this world? The moment the so-called disadvantage is named, it has become a prejudice that the mainstream of society looks down upon. ”

Seiko Kamiya rubbed his fingers over the teacup and calmly said something that was impossible to refute.

Certain words were once put on the head.

It's that it's been put in invisible shackles.

It's like caring for the vulnerable, if it's a normal person, you don't need to use the word caring.

It's just that Yuan Laiguang doesn't agree with her words.

These things are subjective impressions, there is darkness and there is naturally light, and we should not look at it with such a negative attitude, at least we must admit the existence of light.

Of course.

Since he chose to taste this tea.

still chose to follow her words.

"That's exactly what happened."

Minamoto Yoriko looked down at the teacup: "But I personally don't have any prejudice against Miss Kamiya, otherwise-"

His voice stopped abruptly.

Seiko Kamiya just waited for his next step.

He also showed an interested look.

Just after hearing what he said.

This interest has converged again.

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have called you Miss Kamiya."

Yuan Laiguang looked away from the rippling surface of the tea, raised his head to look at her again, and smiled in a warm voice that he felt was a little rare.

Kamiya Seiko's eyes were slightly touched.

The fingers that were pinching the teacup tightened suddenly.

But it soon relented again.

Just when she wanted to end the topic directly.

Yuan Laiguang said something amazing again.

"And I have a way to make the flowers last forever."

"What can you do?"

Kamiya Seiko frowned slightly.

Yuan Laiguang didn't give an answer this time, but smiled mysteriously at her: "You'll know next time we meet." ”

Saying only half of it is really going to make people angry.

Even the Holy Son of Kamiya is no exception.

It's just that her emotions are extremely controllable, so she can also hold it, but she nodded silently.

The topic was put to an end again.

Silence fell again.

Just when Yuan Laiguang thought that he would have to find a topic in silence later, the holy son of Kamiya, who was sitting opposite, stared at his eyes and suddenly asked:

"Are you really bored with your sister?"

This sentence first stunned him, and then successfully made Yuan Laiguang fall into hard thought.

Because this sentence is so misunderstood.

If Gen Raiguang didn't talk about ambiguous topics with Kamiya Seiko just now, then the other party could ask this sentence, and the words must be the original meaning to be expressed.

But the point is that it was still ambiguous just now.

Suddenly, Kamiya Seiko asked.

Isn't it obvious that he thinks about it?

As the eldest sister, after she was rejected for her sister's proposal, she was teased by the other party, and finally opened her mouth to make sure that the other party was indeed not interesting to her sister.

According to normal human logic.

It's about avoiding being jealous.

Or exclude the risk of a relationship between the two.

But is her Holy Son of Kamiya a normal person?

This black tea is definitely not good!

It must have been deflated just now, and now I want to get back to the field, and I deliberately said something like this!

It is worthy of being aged tea for a long time!

Rao is Yuan Laiguang, who has a lot of experience after playing with many green teas, also felt that he couldn't take this trick, and finally chose to be ambiguous.

"Miss Kamiya, do you want me to have it or not?" Yuan Laiguang asked with a sigh.

After saying this, he knew that he had been pulled back into a city, and this move was firmly resisted.

"Of course I hope so."

Kamiya Seiko seemed to be just as he thought, and after hearing Minamoto Raiguang's not good answer, his slender eyes couldn't help but flash a little narrow.

"That would disappoint Miss Kamiya."

Yuan Yoriguang shook his head.

The smile in Kamiya's eyes was even stronger.

It's like winning a battle.

It's a better feeling than a business.

Seeing that his face gradually calmed down, Kamiya Seiko did not love fighting, but accepted it when he saw it, and changed the subject: "Please don't forget the dance party in three days." ”

"Will Miss Kamiya be beautiful that day?" Yuan Laiguang narrowed his eyes, still a little unwilling.

"Isn't that pretty today?"

Kamiya Seiko stretched off his sleeves, pursed his crimson lips, and said with a smile: "Or are you going to abandon me when you see a young lady who is more beautiful than me?" ”

"It's just a casual remark, Miss Kamiya doesn't have to be like this, and it sounds like a jealousy."

"Jealous?" The Holy Son of Kamiya covered his lips lightly, and suddenly said with a smile like a flower: "I'm just jealous." ”

"We're not married yet."

Yuan Laiguang said-for-tat.

"But there shouldn't be a lot of girls who have a relationship with you, whether it's a girl named Sakutsu Koto or a girl from Liangying Tianhai, they're all so young and beautiful."

Kamiya Seiko said with a smile still on his face.

However, this sentence made the atmosphere suddenly freeze.

In an instant, the eyes of both of them changed, like a converter, suddenly turning the ambiguous atmosphere into a bad one.

Yuan Laiguang's eyes narrowed slightly.

The mind began to come alive again.

But there was no tantrum.

"Miss Kamiya's ears and eyes are good."

"This is the situation of Aiko's investigation last time." The Holy Son of Kamiya suddenly put his hands on his face and asked with a smile: "It's been so long, and I don't know how many more there are." ”

Her sudden movements were too small for a woman.

It's completely different from the previous strength.

It's like a cabinet member who learned that his sweetheart had communicated with other women, and he didn't dare to ask him directly, so he could only use this kind of words to express his dissatisfaction.

The smell of this tea is really getting stronger and stronger!

No wonder it is said that aged tea has a long aftertaste.

It turns out that it means progressive!

"So is Kamiya-sama worried?" Yuan Laiguang sat casually, and his posture was no longer as rigorous as before.

"Of course, I'm starting to worry, I don't have time to squander, so I'm definitely going to get married directly."

Kamiya Seiko held his face, and his kimono was hanging on the table with long sleeves, and now he didn't even care about it.

She rarely showed the posture of a little daughter.

But the beautiful eyes are still demure, and I am not afraid that Yuan Laiguang will think too much, and it seems that the more I talk, the more addicted I become, I slowly shook my head and said with pity:

"I'm just an ordinary woman, so I can't be too picky about a possible marriage partner, right?"

"If I see the wrong person and get married later, it will be a nightmare, after all, the domestic violence rate in society is so high now, maybe I will be beaten and unable to get out of bed."

"Every day when I go home and accept my husband's abuse, my tiredness is not understood, and my husband is idle and has nothing to do and cheats a few times, which is really scary to think about."

Are you just an ordinary woman?

Yuan Laiguang's face darkened a little when he heard this.

The eldest daughter of the Kamiya family, the current head of the Kamiya family, is a rare woman with a sword.

Which of these names is pulled out as an ordinary person?

Thank you for saying this black tea!

And what kind of domestic violence I just talked about?

Who dares to abuse you?

Just your burly and bear-like bodyguards stand next to you, if you dare to do it, even if the bodyguards immediately pull out their pistols, it doesn't seem too much, right?

Although domestic violence is not about family background.

In his previous life, even a certain princess was subjected to domestic violence.

But with what he knew so far, the character of the Holy Son of Kamiya, it was definitely impossible for such a thing to happen.

This woman is just like her sister.

They are all extremely vindictive and have strange brain circuits.

Not to mention the level of domestic violence.

I'm afraid that a word of scolding can be held against you.

It's really a black tea that is both dangerous and vengeful.

Yuan Laiguang slandered in his heart, but the expression on his face was still calm, and he just gave his answer truthfully: "I won't be domestic violence, let alone abuse." ”

"You just don't bring up the tracks, do you?"

Kamiya Seiko asked with a smile.

"Men really don't have good things, they obviously have the hearts of others, but they are still greedy and want to take more."

"Miss Kamiya may be overly worried."

Yuan Laiguang said calmly.

"Oh?" Kamiya Seiko gently pulled the hair around his ears, which fell out a little when he picked the flowers just now, and then said with a playful expression: "You can try to quibble with me." ”

"Is it possible that they just got my body but not my heart?" Yuan Laiguang looked at her face and said this slowly.

"Didn't you get it all?"

The Holy Son of Kamiya laughed.

Yuan Laiguang continued to quibble with a serious face: "Something like beauty may be able to destroy my body, but it can't destroy my will. ”

"I see."

Seiko Kamiya was thoughtful.

"Got what?"

Minamoto asked.

"You're foreshadowing." The holy son of Kamiya removed the hand holding his face, and the sheep costume suddenly realized.

Yuan Laiguang raised his eyebrows: "Why do you say this?" ”

"You're saying this now to vaccinate me for future derailment, am I right?"

Kamiya Seiko rolled up his sleeves lightly, it seemed that he had been kneeling for too long, his body was a little uncomfortable, and he was a little rude, but he was not afraid of what he said.

Then he answered the question of Yuan Yorimitsu.

At the same time, he also put the purple clay pot that had finished pouring tea on the stove, and beckoned when he looked outside, which seemed to be asking people to add water to and fro.

Yuan Laiguang's face did not change: "It seems that Miss Kamiya is indeed seriously considering our marriage. ”

A black-clad bodyguard walked in.

He bowed his head respectfully throughout the whole process, picked up the wooden scoop next to him and scooped water in the water tank, filled the purple clay pot and put it down, and then lowered his head and retreated silently.

Didn't say a word the whole time.

It seems that this kind of action has become customary.

It's like the habits of the ancient aristocracy.

The Holy Son of Kamiya didn't care what he thought, he just sighed faintly, and he didn't know what he thought, and after being silent for a moment, he said softly:

"To be honest, people's hearts are the most difficult to measure, so I usually judge by behavior, like cheating, as long as you have behavior, that's enough."

Her doctrine is that she doesn't care about her deeds.

Only look at the results, not the process.

Behavior inherently represents some kind of choice.

"Then what would Miss Kamiya do if she encountered such a situation?" Yuan Laiguang looked at her and asked.

"Of course it is—"

Kamiya Seiko's voice suddenly paused, and a mysterious smile bloomed on his face, like a bright spring in a secluded pool, and then he slowly raised his right hand.

Her fingers were slender and white.

Flawless like mutton fat jade.

But it was such a beautiful hand, under her control, the index finger and middle finger were specially stretched out.

Repeatedly opening and closing in mid-air.

Even Seiko Kamiya dubbed it.

"Kacha, Kacha, Kacha!"

Kamiya Seiko's smile became more and more charming, and his two fingers were also retracted, but the words that came out of his mouth were terrifying: "Of course, it is cut into several pieces to feed the dogs." ”

At least the eyelids of Yuan Laiguang jumped wildly.

The crest bones involuntarily burst out of a cool air.

I feel like I'm saying this.

"Miss Kamiya's words are really dangerous."

Yuan Laiguang took a deep breath and said.

"I've been hurt by the negative, and I still care about what I do, as long as I can be happy."

The reason given by Seiko Kamiya is simple.

It's so simple that he can't quibble at all, no matter which position he stands, he doesn't seem to be able to respond to this trick.

So this time he chose to defend.

"I can understand that."

Yuan Laiguang nodded when he heard this.

But I always feel that the atmosphere is still a little depressing.

There was silence again.

"What, Principal Yuan is a little scared?"

The smile of the Holy Son of Kamiya became brighter and brighter, like a lotus blooming, and his voice became softer and softer: "So it's better not to hit my mind." ”

Her words were like a charming trap.

The more this kind of dissuasion, the more it arouses people's desire to explore, as if she herself understands.

But it was deliberately said to stimulate him.

However, Yuan Laiguang was not stimulated, but he still chose to jump in, looked at her deeply and said, "No, I want to try it more, Miss Kamiya." ”

If I don't go to hell, who will?

After getting the simulator of love guilt, Minamoto understands his responsibility, which is to face all kinds of bad girls.

Even if this road becomes more and more lonely.

But there are some things that you can't put down when you pick them up.

He was also mentally prepared.

As for the tribulations of walking on this path...

Abhor? Vituperate? Seduction?

The source of Laiguang is all connected!

To become a qualified tea master, you naturally have to be tempered by countless green teas, not afraid of any hardships and hardships, even if it is a beauty, you must keep your heart.

In the source of the light of the light.

It's not that hard.

It's a big deal, I just don't move!

You play as you please!

If I don't respond, then I don't fall into a trap!

"If it's the source manager, then it's okay to cut a few more paragraphs, after all, I have high expectations for you."

The Holy Son of Kamiya didn't know that Yuan Laiguang had thought so much in an instant, and his face was still smiling, and he directly ordered him meaningfully.

After inner torture, Yuan Laiguang is now fearless, and his eyes are more aggressive at her lips: "Then when are we going on a date?" ”

A look of surprise flashed in Kamiya's eyes.

It seems that he didn't expect him to change very quickly, and he was a little worried just now, but now he seems to be completely unafraid

It's like...

Ready to die.

It's weird to look at.

Kamiya Seiko brushed the sideburns that were blown by the cool breeze in his ears again, and after thinking about it in his heart for a long time, he couldn't get a result, so he could only respond after muttering for a while:

"Isn't the next prom just a date?"

"I can't dance."

"Then I can teach you."

"You mean, before you went, Miss Kamiya invited me to be your dance partner, is that understandable?"

"You're not a gentleman enough to say that." Kamiya Seiko rolled his eyes and said with some resentment: "It's usually men who invite women to be dance partners. ”

"I don't like being a gentleman the most."

Yuan Laiguang was already physically and mentally transparent at this moment, and at this time, he only felt a feeling in his heart that he was a husband and a man, and what he said to her was even more unrestrained than just now:

"Gentlemen often don't take advantage, and I'm more greedy for beauty, so it's okay to bear the infamy."

An honest man must not be a gentleman.

People will choose to be a gentleman if they have the conditions, after all, they have a house and a car and do not worry about the future, so they have the spare energy to do what gentlemanly demeanor to capture the heart.

But what about ordinary people who have nothing?

It's better to keep your feet on the ground.

If you want to get it, you have to be shameless, you have to ask for a return after paying the price, and if the other party doesn't give it, you will withdraw and stop the loss in time, otherwise you will be hurt.

Honest people don't like to hurt others.

But I am always hurt by the people I like.

Kamiya Seiko felt his gaze and couldn't help frowning again: "Are you really not afraid?" ”

She didn't understand Minamoto Yorimitsu.

In his own speculation and those people's guesses, the other party should be the first bird from Tokyo, probably a young master who does not have a strong sense of existence was chosen by chance.

can check all the information of Yuan Laiguang.

It seems that he is really a native of Kyoto, and although it is easy to falsify paper materials and the like, there are many video recordings to testify.

Elementary, junior and senior high schools.

There are short videos for every age.

There are even many people who can attest.

If there is really a reshuffle in Tokyo, why bother to let a child grow up in Kyoto and take on the task at a young age.

Does he have what it takes to withstand the storm?

That's why it's even more strange, because Minamoto Yorimitsu doesn't seem to have anything to do with Tokyo, and countless sources are proving it, and their conjectures are wrong from beginning to end.

So where did he get all this stuff from?

Including the shares of the Kyoto Broadcasting Bureau, there are also two places involved in the Seishi International Airport.

Is that group so confident?

Or is it that the original guess was wrong, Minamoto Yorimitsu has unknown means, and used channels that even they don't understand to obtain the qualification to hold the sword.

Then there must be forces behind him.

Even the black hand is pushing all this.

This is also the reason why many people, including the Holy Son of Kamiya, are patient, and even if they are robbed of power, they still dare not act rashly and wait for the changes.

In addition, the other party also showed that he was interested in himself, which made her even more confused.

Is it just a bird in the front?

Is it also eligible to have private feelings?

Just when Kamiya Seiko's face was gloomy and uncertain, and thoughts flew in his mind like vines, Minamoto Yoriko, who saw her deep in thought, became as strange as her.

If only he knew what the other party was thinking at the moment.

I'm afraid I have to sigh that these people from consortia and wealthy families are worthy of being deep-minded conspirators.

But there is no force behind him.

It's just an ordinary hanging.

"Miss Kamiya is so beautiful and very measured in her work, why do I have to be afraid of you?"

Yuan Raiguang shook his head and responded.

"I've been instructed by you to be measured."

Kamiya Seiko smiled a little hypocritically.

Yuan Laiguang heard her sarcasm, but with a decent smile on his face, he deliberately diverted the contradiction and said: "That's a family concept and not yourself." ”

Seiko Kamiya gave him a deep look.

But he didn't answer him again.

Instead, he closed his slender eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, he seemed to be a little tired, and easily changed the topic and told the transaction content again.

"The matter over there in Osaka, let's pay more attention to the trouble source specialist, after all, I have a lot of affairs here."

"I'll call later."

Yuan Laiguang doesn't like hot faces and cold butts the most.

So I don't have the heart to say anything more.

Just responded with the same hypocrisy as her.

"I'll take these flowers back, and I'll give them back to you next time, it should make Miss Kamiya understand her intentions."

Yuan Laiguang was silent for a while, twisted the orange, white and yellow flowers in front of him, lightly put them in his jacket pocket, and stood up directly to say goodbye.

"Then I'll wait for this surprise."

Kamiya Seiko nodded plausibly.

Yuan Laiguang put the flowers away, and then nodded: "It seems that Miss Kamiya is tired, since this is the case, I will leave first, so I won't disturb you to rest here." ”

With that, he picked up the umbrella by the wall.

Without any nostalgia, he opened the umbrella in his hand and raised his feet in the direction of the bamboo forest outside the house.

It's just that before he could walk out of the grass hut, just when he turned around, the Holy Son of Kamiya suddenly stopped him again.

"Special Minister Yuan, please stay."

"What's wrong?"

Yuan Laiguang leaned over and looked back.

I saw Kamiya Seiko, who was kneeling on the tatami mat and wearing a white kimono, pursed his lips, and his expression seemed to flash hesitation, and after thinking for a moment, he finally spoke:

"After the source of trouble... Call me the Son. ”

It seemed that he was afraid that Yuan Laiguang would think too much, and before Yuan Laiguang showed a look of surprise, the Holy Son of Kamiya knelt down and explained calmly with a normal expression.

"After all, you and your sister are also familiar with each other, if we meet again in the future, the names are always difficult to distinguish, and this kind of title is better for me to distinguish."

Her words are highly credible.

But Yuan Laiguang resolutely won't believe it, after all, after lying, adding an explanation, this show is classic enough.

It's just that she is sincere?

"That Kamiya... What about Miss My Son? ”

"What's wrong with me?"

Seiko Kamiya's eyes narrowed.

Yuan Laiguang ignored her gaze and just asked, "Don't you call me a special manager anymore?" ”

"What do you want me to call you?"

"Gen-kun? Guangjun? Lai Guang? Yuan Laiguang bundled up the umbrella and just said with a smile: "I have no requirements for this, as long as I am not a special manager." ”

The Holy Son of Kamiya pondered for a moment, and finally seemed to have an idea, and said slowly, "Then it's called Ah Guang." ”

Yuan Laiguang couldn't help but jump his eyelids when he heard this.

"This is only called by my parents, and you call it like this now, isn't it a little bad?"

"I'm bigger than you."

Hearing this, the Holy Son of Kamiya laughed.

"It's not too much to be a sister at the age of thirty, right?"

"Of course that's excessive." Yuan Laiguang smiled and continued: "I am planning to be the husband of Miss Shengzi, but I am not a younger brother who is half a generation shorter. ”

"Isn't that what sibling love is all about?" Seiko Kamiya said this misunderstood sentence with a narrow smile.

Yuan Laiguang was silent when he heard this, and this time he didn't refuse again: "This reason is good, I accept it." ”

"If you want." Seiko Kamiya nodded.

"Then I'll take my leave."

Yuan Laiguang held the umbrella and took one last look at her.

This time there seems to be no nostalgia for the ambiguity.

Dozens of seconds after stepping into the wind and rain, the figure of Yuan Laiguang holding an umbrella gradually thinned, and then walked into the Sagano bamboo forest, and the whole person disappeared.

Only the thatched hut remains.

Rainwater still collects in puddles.

The bamboo forest also swayed with the wind.

The purple clay pot on the stove had been boiled, and the lid of the pot was shaken by the water vapor, and there was a gurgling sound, which overwhelmed the crackling sound of the firewood.

Seiko Kamiya looked down at the teacup.

There was only a shallow layer of dark green tea left inside.

The calm tea reflected her cheeks, completely imprinting this beauty, but it was a little too expressionless than the smile she had just faced.

Seiko Kamiya held the teacup with both hands.

Raise the goose neck and drink the rest of the tea.

Let the cooled tea flow into the throat.

"Smack."

The teacup collides slightly with the wooden table.

A sound was made.

Seiko Kamiya put down the cup, brushed the hair around his ears again, and finally slowly raised his face.

"Kikuchi."

With her soft call, the nearest middle-aged man in black standing outside the grass hut walked in, stood beside her and lowered his head, respectfully waiting for orders.

"Tell Ishikawa-san to get his son off the ground, and tell her that someone made a deal with me."

"As for the content of the transaction."

"Let's just say that she is free as a bargaining chip."

Different from the voice when she talked to Yuan Laiguang just now, she didn't have any feelings at the moment, but after a little thought, she ordered the people next to her.

"I see."

The man with the surname Kikuchi nodded.

Then he pulled out his notepad.

Quickly jotted down the request.

"Also, let Sato-san prepare the latest list and tell her that the negotiations have been made on the Osaka side, and someone will contact her soon and ask her to complete the supply chain."

The Holy Son of Kamiya commanded again.

The man nodded again and made a note.

There was no hesitation.

"In addition, you send some people to follow Yuan Laiguang, that is the young man just now, I want all his whereabouts records, just ordinary whereabouts records."

"Don't disturb his private life."

"And it's better not to be discovered by him, even if it is discovered, don't be nervous, don't take other means, you just say it's my concern."

It wasn't until he said this that Kamiya Seiko's voice became more colorful, and his slender fingers also took the delicate porcelain cup of the bowl without hesitation.

It's just that the middle-aged man next to him paused.

These were not recorded.

I couldn't help but raise my head and look at Kamiya Seiko.

"Miss... You are..."

As soon as the black-clothed middle-aged man's words came out, he saw the indifferent gaze of the Holy Son of Kamiya looking over, which instantly made him fall into an ice cellar, and he hurriedly lowered his head again.

"If you want to report to your father, just say it."

"Don't ask me what I think."

"And you're not qualified to ask me."

Kamiya Seiko put aside the teacup in his hand and just looked at the middle-aged man quietly, a touch of disgust suddenly appeared in his eyes, and his voice was as cold as the winter wind.

She seemed to have something in mind.

The disgust in his eyes was even stronger than before.

The middle-aged man didn't dare to speak, but quickly bent his waist to ninety degrees, as restrained as a student.

Even cold sweat broke out in my head.

Sweat the size of a bean drip down the jaw.

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It took about half a minute.

The Holy Son of Kamiya came back to his senses.

He waved his hand impatiently.

"Go ahead and do it."

The middle-aged man again expanded his bend.

Hurriedly exited the grass hut backwards.

Don't dare to say another superfluous word.

The hut fell silent again.

The Holy Son of Kamiya stroked his ear, that was the place where Sanhua existed, but now it was taken away by that person.

He stood up and put on his clogs, and walked to the steps of the hut, half of his body standing outside.

She looked at the churning lake in the distance.

There was a complex look in his deep eyes.

The cool breeze and drizzle swept a little.

The noble kimono inevitably got wet.

At the same time, a chill came in.

suppressed the flame that rose in her heart.

The Holy Son of Kamiya just let half of his body be drenched in the wind and rain, even if those bodyguards saw it, they were silent with umbrellas not far away, and they didn't dare to approach.

Thinkers

She looked at the lake and the misty blue sky.

Suddenly I felt very thin.

Then he held on to the guardrail of the thatched hut next to him.

Slippery rainwater remains on the guardrails.

But this kind of reliance has made her feel a lot more at ease.

Just like in the rough sea, when the boat sees the lighthouse, a sense of security rises in its heart.

Although the guardrails are wet to the touch.

It made her palm uncomfortable.

But at least it won't have the same thinness as it just now.

"The most unreliable thing in the world is rhetoric, especially from men's mouths."

"Just like my father said at that time."

"It's a pity that I chose to inherit, I have lost the qualifications I have, and I have wasted too much of my time, otherwise I would really like to try that kind of unreliability."

Seiko Kamiya touched his cheek.

Even if it's still soft and delicate.

But the years have indeed passed on it.