The corridor outside the Haneda family apartment,

Akane Haneda, who was wearing a small black suit uniform and stepping on attack speed shoes, rubbed her shoulders and walked out of the elevator.

Recently, because the work is much easier than before, my shoulder, which has been sore for many years and can't sleep in the middle of the night, has also been relieved a lot.

As a result, her steps became lighter than before.

The beautiful face, which is already young, has also looked radiant recently, and it looks like a college student with a more mature temperament.

With tonight's food in her hand, she walked to the door and was about to take the key to open the door, when the door of her house was opened from the inside.

The daughter, who had already finished school, cautiously poked out half of her little face from behind the door and looked at herself.

"Mom, I knew it was you when I heard this footstep..."After confirming that it was indeed his mother standing in front of the door, Haneda Kiyonatsu opened the door wide, and at the same time turned around and took out his mother's slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them on the entrance.

"Qingxia, mom has a key, you can't open the door so casually at home alone, if it's a bad person, it's troublesome..."

"Oh..."

The girl nodded her head lightly and answered.

Haneda Akane looked at her daughter in front of her and her daughter, who was almost the same as when she was young, and she couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Before I knew it, my daughter was so old, and after taking the entrance exam in December this year, she will be a college student next year.

Over the years, this little guy has really suffered a lot...

"Qingxia, my mother bought shrimp tonight, and I'll make you your favorite shrimp tempura..."

"Great, thank you Mom..."

She smiled and handed the dish to her daughter, squatted down and began to unbuckle her shoes.

It's just that she and her daughter are the same, and after squatting down, they can't see their shoes, plus these shoes are newly bought, so they can only be operated by fingers.

On weekdays, things like tying shoelaces and unbuttoning shoes are all groping.

"Mom, I'll help you out..."

As a senior 'victim' of giant pandas, Haneda Qingxia certainly knows her mother's distress.

The shoes she wears on weekdays are basically the same style, and there are no laces for the type of shoe buckle, which is to avoid wasting too much time by tying shoelaces due to unfamiliarity with new shoes.

Although she also tried to squash the panda inward with her thighs, her chest would hurt, and after two attempts, she preferred to fumble with the shoelaces to tie them.

Later, because the shoelaces often opened, her perspective was blocked by the giant panda and she couldn't see it, so she rarely bought styles with laces.

She crouched down, her slender hands deftly unbuttoning her shoe.

Recently, because she often does handicrafts at home, she feels that her fingers are much more flexible than before, and each finger has an independent mind.

"Thank you Qingxia..."

Haneda patted her daughter's arm lightly and walked towards the house.

This spacious, bright, well-built apartment is nominally a 'company dormitory' arranged for her by the company.

But during her time at the company, she also asked other old clerks a little sideways, although the bookstore is the type of a large chain company, it has never prepared dormitories for employees.

Even the middle-aged uncle before her, the former store manager who worked in the store for many years, the company has never prepared a 1dk free dormitory for him, let alone such a luxurious high-rise apartment...

Haneda Akane knew very well in her heart that this house was also specially arranged by her daughter's younger brother, that is, the man, plus the over-the-top job with excellent salary, all of which were arranged by him.

As for why the man did these things, Haneda Akane bit her lower lip lightly, and her face showed a look of surprise...

His daughter must have been his target, and seeing that his daughter blushes at a loss when she mentions that man now, it is estimated that her heart has already been stolen...

And he may just be a 'pre-dinner dessert' that the man enjoys while attacking his daughter...

The last time I came to my house for the first time, I took advantage of the wine and Qingxia was still there, so I ate and wiped myself clean...

I almost threw two tissues to wipe myself clean...

From his own point of view, this man must be a scumbag...

But his attitude, eyes, and movements towards Qingxia are full of sincerity and care, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a fake...

Or is it just because he looks too similar to Qingxia he likes, so that emotion is out of control?

As she thought, she walked to the kitchen, picked up the apron on the wall, and put it on her...

"Mom, I'll help you tie your apron..."

Suddenly, her daughter's soft voice came from behind her, which woke her up in deep thought: "Qingxia? How did you get into the kitchen? Isn't there a unified exam going to take in December? Let's go and study, just let your mother do the cooking..."

"It's okay mom, I'm not lazy at all today, now I can just help you cook and take a break..."

The girl seemed a little embarrassed when she said that she was not lazy, and showed a somewhat shy smile.

"Well, you're grown up now, Mom believes in you..."

"Well, Mom, I'll help you peel the shrimp shell..."

"Then I'm sorry for you, Qingxia, I'm going to smoke the shrimp line a little here..."

"Wow..."

The kitchen of the new apartment is much larger than the previous one, and even if the mother and daughter are standing in it at the same time, it does not look crowded at all, and it can leave a passage in and out.

Haneda Akane concentrates on the side dishes in her hand, her long hair tied into a ponytail, jumping at the back of her head with her movements, looking like a young girl in a happy mood.

"Mom is so amazing, she doesn't look like she is thirty years old at all, she looks like her sister..."

Qingxia Yutian, who was cleaning up shrimp by the pool, inadvertently looked up and saw her mother's side face looking more delicate and beautiful under the light of the dusk sunset outside the window, which made her as a daughter lose her mind for a while...

"Hehe, Flim Tongue, Qingxia, where did you learn these words..."

Haneda said with a chuckle, with no sense of blame in her tone.

"No... No flams, it's really all mine... My sincerity..."

Haneda Kiyonatsu, who was denied by her mother, explained in a hurry that the shrimp she was holding in her hand was accidentally pinched in half by her.

"Okay, mom knows... No, should I say that my sister knows now? ”

"Mom~"

The two mothers and daughters looked at each other and smiled, and the warm atmosphere spread in the kitchen.

Haneda Akane saw her daughter's serious appearance, and she was also a little happy in her heart.

After all, she doesn't know about others, but she is still clear about her daughter's character.

I never say such compliments and the like.,Every time you lie when you're so big, you will blush.,As if you've made a big mistake.。

So what Qingxia said is very credible...

She subconsciously raised her hand and touched her cheek, and there was a tender touch on her hand, without the rough feeling of an ordinary middle-aged woman.

"Maybe I've changed jobs recently, and I've gotten rid of scumbags again, and Qingxia has grown up and become sensible, so my mood has become better, and my spirit and skin have improved..."

"Well, Qingxia hopes that her mother will always be so young..."

The girl grinned, and her clear eyes seemed to be shining with longing starlight...

"Thank you Qingxia..."

Haneda Akane turned around and continued to deal with the vegetables in front of her, which she bought at a high price, and she had to supplement Qingxia's nutrition in the last few days...

She turned her head to look at her own daughter, her thin face and neck, and the collarbone under her white shirt was clearly visible...

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No matter how you look at it, my daughter is the skinny type...

Only...

His gaze moved downward, and his daughter's panda, which was almost the same as himself, was now holding her shirt up high, and between the buttons, there was still the part that was propped up.

At this time, from the angle from which she was standing on the side, she could just see a black lace style dress...

Qingxia is also the same as herself, that kind of cute style of underwear can't be bought at all...

Styles that can match the size are basically this kind of sexy and charming...

She knows very well that her daughter has inherited her own figure, so the two mothers and daughters have some common troubles...

A sluggish and weak personality in terms of feelings has also inherited itself ...

But Qingxia's luck seems to be much better than herself...

"Qingxia, have you already decided which university you want to go to?"

"Mom, I... I want to take the Keio school, what do you think? ”

"Keio? It's also amazing, but why don't you just go to Todai? Based on your grades, Tokyo University should be sure of it, right? ”

"I... I want to study medicine, but I don't have the Faculty of Medicine at the University of Tokyo... I'm not sure..."The girl lowered her head slightly, but it was not as if she was going to bury her head in the cafeteria.

"Hmm... After all, medicine is a popular subject... It's better to pick one with a bigger grasp..."

Haneda Akane nodded slightly, approving her daughter's idea, after all, for her who only graduated from high school, her daughter knows more...

"By the way, in... Zhenyoujun asked us to go to his house for dinner tomorrow, are you going? ”

Suddenly, she thought of the matter that the man had come to the bookstore to 'order', and after hesitating for a moment, she still asked her daughter in a low voice.

"Tomorrow? I'm going..."

Haneda Akane looked at her daughter, whose eyes were bent into crescent moons after hearing the name in front of her, and was overflowing with joy, and gently stroked her forehead, a little distressed...