Mr. Hat's girlfriend is 1.8 meters four

Slurry (1)

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Rome is like an open-air museum.

Countless historical monuments are left here, the ancient Roman arena, the triumphal arch on the north and south sides, the Trevi fountain...

The red light cast by the setting sun on the city is like the afterglow of history.

"I have often come to Italy since I was 16, and I lived there for several months." Zhongya and Xia Jiang walked in tandem. They did not walk side by side like a couple, because their height was too embarrassing. "Sometimes I feel that I am far more familiar with Rome than Yokohama."

Bathed in the setting sun, Xia Jiang lazily stretched out his arms.

She said, "Has Mr. Mori squeezed you to the point where you wonder where your home is?"

"...I must remember where my home is." Zhong also bought two sticks of hazelnut chocolate ice cream in the store, and handed the one with the bigger ice cream ball to Xia Jiang. "Don't take the opportunity to speak ill of the leader."

"Yes, Mr. Nakahara Chuya, the cadre of the Port Mafia | Hand Party."

After Xia Jiang got the cone, he lowered his head and took a big bite from the one in Zhong Ye's hand.

Chuya: "Hey, they all taste the same—"

"It's not the same." Xia Jiang was slapped on the forehead coldly, she blinked, and put the cone in her hand to Zhongye's mouth. "How can it be the same? Of course, the food in other people's hands is more delicious."

Zhong Ye: "..."

The disaster star of his family who did not blink five years ago and turned Kanto and even the whole of Japan upside down is already a 24-year-old girl.As he grows older, his personality becomes more and more childish.

It's true that falling in love makes people stupid.

Some smart people, when they meet love, will take the initiative to abandon their excellent IQ and inhuman rationality, and plunge into the river of love.

"Don't eat?" Xia Jiang stretched out his hand and took the cone from him. "If you don't eat it, it will be mine."

"What are you eating so much for?" Zhong Ye looked at his back and hurried to catch up, his voice full of helplessness. "Hey, give me back the ice cream, you can't eat alone!"

The two of them romped through the historic city.

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Xia Jiang stayed in Italy for two months.

Her living base was transferred from the Pengelie branch to the hotel where Zhongye was located.

Later, I felt uncomfortable living here, so I waved my hand and bought a house in Rome.

Zhong also looked at the mansion he moved into with his bags, and he didn't know how to complain.

"Do you want to call 'dead rich'?"

Sitting on a pillow, Xia Jiang unwrapped the packaging bags with logos printed on them.

During her time in Italy, her shopping craving grew.

After visiting this store and that store, limited edition bags, beautiful silk scarves and shoes, as long as you like it, you will swipe your card to buy it.

Zhong Ye took out a box of lipstick from the packaging bag and said, "...that's too exaggerated, Xia Jiang."

"Where is the exaggeration?"

Chuya took out a few orange-toned lipsticks from the box and said, "I've looked at these for a long time but I can't tell the difference between them. What do you buy them all for?"

Saying this kind of thing would have been ridiculed by girlfriends, as the majority of young people in today's era can testify.Too many contemporary teenagers cause oolongs because they can't tell the lipstick number, and finally break up with their girlfriends too much.

For example, the Valentine's Day gift accidentally offered death Barbie pink lipstick.

Another example is to kindly delete the color notes collected in the memo of the girlfriend's mobile phone in the spirit of thrift and housekeeping.

But Xia Jiang is no less straight than Zhong Ye.

"Actually, I can't tell the difference." Xia Jiang calmly took the lipstick from his hand. "I can't wait to save my facial cleanser every morning. If it weren't for my superpowers, I'm afraid my face would be rotten."

Zhong Ye: "..."

He felt that his girlfriend's personality was about to be subverted.

Before today, Zhongyuan Zhong also always felt that Xia Jiang's daily life was very particular—probably the kind of little fairy who took good care of herself every day and was very particular about dressing up.

Thinking about it carefully, she seems to be only particular about food and lodging.

When it comes to caring for your skin, it can be as rough as it gets.

Zhong Ye asked, "Then you still buy it?"

"Of course I want to buy it." Xia Jiang smiled and said, "After all, I am determined to collect every lipstick in this store."

Lipstick = card game?

Zhong Ye: "..."

He cursed silently in his heart: Dead rich people.

Xia Jiang's excesses are far more than that. When she goes shopping, she will clear the store-yes, clear the store, the kind of behavior that appears in soap operas all the year round.

So ostentatious, so powerful, and it lasted for two months——

Zhong also has no doubts that Xia Jiang has already become famous in Rome.

In fact, the cadres of the port mafia can also clear stores when they go shopping, but they can only exercise their privileges in stores under their own and allied names.

If Dazai is still in the port mafia, according to that guy's development strategy, probably the current port mafia, from the leader to the cadres, can go shopping and clear stores at any time.

...It's all my wife Xia Jiang's fault.

Zhong also patted the person who was unpacking: "Hello, Xia Jiang."

"Well, what do you think?" Xia Jiang was throwing things into the suitcase.

This bag is sent by the store.Under normal circumstances, under the premise of many shopping times, the counter clerk will send a small bag.It is conceivable that the kind of famous brand store will send a suitcase for how many things you need to buy.

Zhong also broke her face and kissed her involuntarily.

After parting with a kiss, Xia Jiang looked at him and asked, "Fifty Euro?"

It's been two months, and Xia Jiang is still struggling with her [-] Euro cheap air ticket.

Zhong also pressed her on the carpet: "First come three hundred euros."

"Three hundred euros, how much do I buy at one time?" Xia Jiang turned over and pinned him on a large scarf spread out on the ground. "Didn't you buy a gift?"

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After entering the state of a great sage who is immune to all buffs, Xia Jiang and Zhongya are divided into two sides of the bidet pool, and neither wants to talk to the other.How hot they were fighting just now, how tired they are now, how disgusted each other is.

Zhong Ye lay on the edge of the bathtub and said wearily, "Xia Jiang, wash my back."

"Farewell, let Yuhua fly up and wash yourself." Xia Jiang said: "Isn't such a good ability just for the convenience of life?"

Both Zhongya and Xia Jiang have an absolute right to speak on "abusing supernatural powers" and "multiple ways to use supernatural powers".One of them can manipulate gravity and be lazy in life, and the other can control life activities, no matter how lazy they are, they will not gain weight.

Together, the two of them are definitely a new direction for human evolution.

After all, laziness and health are the first driving force behind the rapid progress of human science and technology.

Zhong also picked up the bath flower, squeezed a pump of shower gel, and complained: "You're too lazy."

Xia Jiang retorted: "To each other."

Bickering blankly and dislike each other, but they can't break up anyway. This is a new stage of love.

Zhong Ye suddenly put down the bath flower, and he remembered the previous conversation, so he should pick up the facial cleanser Xia Jiang left by the bath.He grabbed the person floating on the water, pulled her closer to him, and said, "Xia Jiang, let me help you wash your face."

Xia Jiang looked at him like he was insane: "Then what are you doing with men's facial cleanser?"

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After two months of summer vacation, Xia Jiang is going back to America from Rome.

Of course, the luggage of a lady who is full of shopping desires cannot be taken away from Rome.

But Xia Jiang is really inhuman when it comes to spending money.

She transferred a private jet from Japan.

First applied for the route from Tokyo to Rome, and then applied for the route from Rome to the United States.

Finally, the plane will fly back to Tokyo from the United States.

While helping her carry her luggage with supernatural powers, Chuya asked, "After you arrive in the United States, do you have so many things in your house?"

"Then just buy another house." Xia Jiang thought for a while and said, "No, forget it..."

Zhong Ye: "..."

"I'm not superhuman, nor a centipede. There are so many hats, bags and shoes, and I can't finish changing them every day."

Zhong also was unable to complain: "You know it too!"

"Just let the plane send the things back to Tokyo." Xia Jiang patted the bucket bag on his hand. "Love flowers can be carried."

Chuya: "...I thought you were going to tell your mother to recite it."

Xia Jiang said: "No, you underestimate my mother, she doesn't like my things at all."

After these few words, Chu also just wanted to put the psychopath in front of him into the plane and tell her to get out of here quickly.He and my wife Xia Jiang have always been beautiful from a distance. When we don't see each other, we can't think about it. Once we meet, we will start to hate each other that day.

Xia Jiang said: "I'm leaving?"

Zhong also wrote "you can go quickly" all over his face.

Xia Jiang suddenly remembered something, and she turned her head back.She took out the house book from her bag, and stuffed it into the packing bag that Nakaya casually took out, which was used to hold the items needed for going out.

"This house in Rome, I wrote your name."

Chuya: "...?"

"After all, you will live here for a long time." Xia Jiang turned his head away, raised his hand and shook it gracefully. "Just as a dowry."

Zhong Ye: "..."

He is obviously very rich.

But why is he so rich, and still has the illusion of being taken care of?

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After Chuya finished his long-term mission and returned to Yokohama from Italy, his whole person changed.

Mori Ogai even approached Chuya's former boss Ozaki Momiji for this purpose.

The top and second leaders of the organization held talks overnight to care about Zhongye's psychological state.

"Oh, Hongye-kun~" Mori Ogai sighed in pain, "Chuya-kun asked for a raise as soon as he returned to the port gangsters."

Hongye said: "...To be honest, you should give him a raise. That brat's current salary is not as much as what Dazai got before he left the port gang?"

Mori Ogai stalked: "Dazai-kun... the situation is special."

Five years ago, when Dazai hadn't left the Port Mafia, he was a real money-making machine.The huge profits he brought to the port mafia accounted for more than half of the total assets.

People who have made great contributions will of course get more wages.

I just don't know why, with such a high salary, he always asks others to help with the checkout.It's no wonder that Mori Ogai always suspected that Dazai had raised his own new forces outside, and had rebelled against the organization.

Mori Ogai said: "Also, I asked Chuya-kun to rest for a few days, but after he came back, he went to Tokyo to clean up the hostile forces without saying a word."

Hongye covered her mouth and smiled, "Isn't this great, you've worked so hard."

"...No, that's not the point, Hongye-kun." Mori Ogai said with lasagna tears, "I asked Nakaya-kun what was going on, and he said that he was saving money for his wife."

Hongye: "Didn't you allow him to fall in love with that person long ago?"

"That's the problem. He wants to save his wife for that—" Mori Ogai felt the fear of being dominated by the rich. "Then how high is the salary increase?"

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