Miss Zhuda Caimeow looked at herself in the mirror, her heart was overjoyed, and she didn't know how to put her hands.

"Chihara Chihara, do you look pretty?"

"General."

Mr. Chihara always thinks that some people's brains are a little bit wrong, and some people really think it's cute to pull the corners of their clothes and go around in circles, right?

So he could only roll his eyes at his cheap sister.

"Senpai Chihara, how is this? Isn't it a little too big? "Very delicate voice.

"Okay, that's what it tastes like."

The boy gave a thumbs up.

Yui Mizukura nodded in gratitude.

"mo~ are completely two attitudes." Zhu Dacai meow pouted unhappily, "I'm also a sister character, I can't take care of one or the other!" ”

However, today can only receive Mr. Chihara's contemptuous eyes at most, looking at this body is rented, some can't get down, let's record it in the account first.

The agent who had been waiting for a long time next to him scratched the border at the top of the mobile phone screen, glanced at the time, and it was still very long, and there was nothing to rush.

I pulled out a sandwich from a plastic bag at a convenience store, and went out to buy a green tea drink from a roadside vending machine that had been sobered up after drinking a big night.

Take a seat on one of the one provided by the store and enjoy a simple afternoon snack.

It's embarrassing to look up at the changing room, and there may be a possibility that the wind will be victimized, after all, most of the people in this store are women.

So he could only bow his head, and the screen in his hand was playing the horse race of the previous day.

He had no interest in it, and he didn't know anything about it.

What goes first, what escapes, I don't understand what it means at all, but it's a pity that I'm afraid that the wine and meat friends behind him will be good, so he can only sigh and look at it.

After watching it for a while, I suddenly felt that this thing was indeed a little interesting, not to mention anything else, this commentary is very powerful, if you just look at horse racing, there is a high probability that it will not have such a good effect, but with the passionate commentary that speaks very quickly, it seems to be able to be immersive, and the atmosphere has made him render.

After eating, fold the plastic package, hold it in your hand, get up and go out to throw out the garbage and come back.

As soon as Mr. Agent opened the door, his eyes turned to see the male mother of his own office sitting leisurely on the chair by the window, holding a cup of tea from the clerk in her hand, and spreading out the book with both hands and drawing one stroke at a time.

"This is the life of a handsome guy in Tokyo~"

Mr. Chihara just squinted his eyes and tilted his head slightly to say "thank you" to the female clerks, and they were shot one by one, clutching their hearts and shouting for excitement.

"Chihara, why are you still like this?" The agent asked with a frown.

An old coat, how can it last up the scene?

Originally, I said that everyone would bring the little brother under him out to compete, how to do his virtue, and he would lose face when he went out.

"Almost, you don't need to spend money to prepare it for me." Mr. Chihara swiped the screen of the ship girl game a few times, and then threw it on the table regardless of it, and let it play the animation by itself, and the person was attentive to browsing the light novel.

"It's a big deal, I'll take off my coat at that time, wear a white shirt, smile sweetly at the camera, and make sure to steal the spotlight."

"When the time comes, Mizukura-san, and I will be the most beautiful boys in the audience."

In the blink of an eye, the lazy pool noodles just now disappeared.

Instead, another slender boy in a white shirt with a childish love in his chest.

The winter glow shone on his cheeks, shining brightly.

Mr. Hirata plucked his ears with his little thumb, feeling that he had been psychologically traumatized, and now young people are really crazy, not to mention that he actually has the capital to be crazy.

So much so that after Hirata watched the flash in the pan, he could only lament the injustice of God.

"How?" Chihara, who put on her coat again, asked.

"General."

"I already smell a sour smell, still lemon."

Mr. Chihara, who is a good cook, snorted proudly.

"I just don't think I really need to rent clothes for you." Mr. Hirata shook his head, "As for Takeda and Mizukura, after putting them on, they will be like the two of them. ”

"Remember to change the hairstyle, the kimono has to pull up the hair, and it would be best if the hairpin was inserted to make a ball head."

Someone didn't forget to expose XP, but Mr. Chihara was also quite good at it, so he couldn't help but nod.

The two rarely looked at each other and cherished each other.

"But, why is it with Mizukura, I can do it too!" One year, my sister protested.

Mr. Chihara glanced at him disdainfully: "Are you worthy?" ”

"Isn't that worthy?" She protested, and even went out of her way to show off her full physical state.

He wears an elegant kimono with an all-over aqua blue coat with pink sleeves, a pure white fur shawl draped around his white neck, and a flower-shaped hair ornament on his head.

There is a shallow smile at the corner of his mouth, his smile is like a flower, his eyes are clear, and his dimples are delicate.

The startled young man had to sigh: "It's a pity that he has a long mouth." ”

When you don't speak, dress up, and it's barely okay.

The younger sister stared at him with dead eyes.

Mr. Chihara was furious by her, and he was stunned, "It's just that you're not as cute as Mizukura, it's not that you're not beautiful." ”

"Speaking of which, what's for dinner?" The fully dressed and ready-to-go, Takeda Caimeow, touched her belly.

Looks like I'm hungry again.

"Saizeriya or Eater?" Mr. Chihara tilted his head.

"Why do you still choose low-end consumption when you go out today?" Hirata was puzzled, "Can you choose some good places for the New Year?" ”

"Ah, I think Saliya is pretty good." Yui Mizukura sneaked into his wallet.

It seems that the high school students who are already working cannot achieve financial freedom.

Mr. Chihara thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Do you want to go to the place where I work?" ”

"It's Michelin, and it tastes good."

"The store manager can cook any cuisine, and I usually learn it from a part-time job there."

He tilted his head slightly, and the male mother was full of strength.

"You have a man outside?" The old man Hirata suddenly felt sad, how could he not know this at all.

"Don't worry, I'm also a middle-aged bachelor, and I often fall out of love, the two of you must be able to talk." Chihara added.

"Great goodness." Mr. President's heart couldn't help but feel a warm current.

"Is it a little bit more expensive, Michelin?" He asked hesitantly.

Chihara thought for a moment, "The price of employees' relatives is quite affordable. ”

Anyway, it's definitely not the Kaizi price at that time.

"And a discount? Take a walk. ”

Mr. President is already impatient.