After the Hong Kong black hat stand appeared

198.

My heart trembled, and I quickly retracted my gaze.

Although I didn't meet his eyes, I felt intuitively that he was still looking at me.

This feeling of being stared at lasted for a few seconds, and then suddenly disappeared.

From the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Mr. Zhongyuan and Guangjin Liulang walking aside, as if they had ordered something extra.Soon, those people in black suits and Guangjin Liulang left.

The speed of disappearing even made me wonder if they ever showed up.

So, so now it's just me and Mr. Nakahara...

wrong!

Now is not the time for girls to be overwhelmed!

So why is Mr. Zhongyuan the blue-eyed handsome man that day!

Shouldn't Mr. Nakahara be a trendy old man? !

I lowered my head and started to blink rapidly, and my eyes flicked around.

Just as I was trying to understand the current situation, Mr. Nakahara walked up to me.

I saw the hem of his windbreaker sway slightly, and then it blew against his side peacefully.

"Saki Shiina?"

He calls me by my name.

Um, so Mr. Nakahara's voice is so young?I thought it would be a very low and hoarse voice.

No, Mr. Zhongyuan in front of me is not old at all.

Maybe it was because I didn't respond, so I called again.

I straightened my neck stiffly.

"Are you really Mr. Nakahara?"

My expression can be regarded as looking at him with a little horror.

Hearing my question, Mr. Nakahara suddenly laughed heartily.

"Did you hear that? Guangjin called me Master Zhongyuan just now, and I am the only Zhongyuan here."

"No, maybe you are Mr. Zhongyuan's son or something..." I said weakly, trying to save the image of Mr. Zhongyuan that I imagined.

Mr. Nakahara showed a very incomprehensible expression. He looked like me, with many question marks.

"Son? So what kind of person did you think I was?"

Woo, I can't help but want to praise Mr. Nakahara's intuition as a social animal.

Straight to the point, asking such a hurtful topic.

Mr. Nakahara, as expected of you!

"emmmmm...I thought you were a little old man."

Mr. Nakahara's expression visibly collapsed for a moment.

I hastened to add: "Bi, after all, I thought that the people who can manage the management are all old!"

After hearing my explanation, Mr. Nakahara showed a gentle smile inexplicably in his eyes.

"Oh, that really looks like something you can make up."

Ok? !

Something I can figure out?

So what kind of image do I have in Mr. Zhong Yuan's mind? Hey!

I suddenly felt that I was hit hard, and I smiled wryly.

"Our company's situation is quite special. As long as the strength is enough, young people can also be promoted."

Perhaps my expression was too confused, Mr. Nakahara kindly explained to me.

I nodded knowingly, then he held up his hat and said to me, "Let's go."

Um?Walk?where to go

Mr. Zhongyuan pointed to the side: "I'll take you to dinner first."

I looked over there in the direction of his finger, and saw a beautiful black motorcycle parked on the side of the road.

Ah, isn't this the one he rode last time?

199.

When I walked to the locomotive, Mr. Zhongyuan suddenly turned around and asked me: "By the way, Guangjin is going to pick you up, and you just followed?"

I nodded.

What kind of strange question is this, how can I come over if I don't come directly.Mr. Guangjin is driving, should I run over?

Mr. Nakahara, who was about to get on the motorcycle, withdrew his legs.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he began to show that kind of parental aura.

"I remember I told you just yesterday, be careful of strange people, right?"

What, what's going on!

She's obviously not much taller than me, but why can her aura be able to firmly overwhelm me!

I suddenly had the illusion of seeing a primary school math teacher.

"But Mr. Guangjin said he was sent by you!"

Hearing my answer, Mr. Nakahara's expression was blank for a moment, and then he smiled helplessly.

"You guy..."

He only swallowed half of the words.

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he said to me: "By the way, you can just call me Zhong. Forget the honorific titles like Mr. and you, after all, I'm not a few years older than you. "

Oh, so Mr. Nakahara's name is Nakahara Chuya?

I don't know why the name is so cute.

"Okay, Mr. Chuya."

I nodded seriously.

200.

Mr. Nakaya’s engine car, I sat astride the back seat, pressed the hem of the skirt under my legs, and supported the car seat with both hands securely.

"Sit still?"

He looked back at me, and I nodded.

After getting my response, Mr. Nakaya's gaze suddenly moved down and landed on my hands holding the car seat.

Ok?

Mr. Nakaya moved his eyes up again and gave me a quick glance.

Um? ?

This look that wanted to say something but didn't say anything.

This meaningful look.

I tasted, I tasted carefully, I didn't taste anything.

Could it be that my straddle posture is too indecent?

It's a pity that I didn't have the courage to ask this question, and Mr. Nakaya didn't explain it.

He turned around, turned the handlebar twice, and the locomotive began to make that roaring roar.

I heard Mr. Nakaya's voice a little higher: "Saxi, sit still."

My hands gripped the edge of the seat silently.

Don't worry, even though I, Shiina Saki, am not the God of Akinayama, I can still drive motorcycles——

Ahhhhh why so fast! ! !

201.

I'm Saki Shiina.

Facts have proved that the flag cannot stand up casually.

I prepared myself for it, but I ignored the momentum of Mr. Nakaya riding his motorcycle across the sidewalk that day.

I'm so stupid, really.

The locomotive flew out like an arrow from the string in an instant, and I was also affected by the inertia, and the whole person leaned back.

Then, driven by the desire to survive, I reached out and grabbed the only thing I could grab - Mr. Chuya's waist, and patted Mr. Chuya's back with my whole body.

That's right, just shoot.

I directly slapped Mr. Chuya on the back.

I don't know if he has a good back, but my nose isn't very good anyway.

And because my body suddenly leaned forward, my hands were naturally placed on Mr. Chuya's waist.

That's right.

It's - very - natural - natural.

I never knew that I, who was a single mother and fetus, had the ability to touch someone's waist on the first day they met.

I'm literally on the verge of tears.

202.

The embarrassment of this sudden incident is that I don't know how to solve it in the future.

Like a koala hugging a tree, I am hugging Mr. Chuya very stiffly now.

My face was stuck to Mr. Nakaya's back and I didn't dare to move, and my wristband was on Mr. Nakaya's waist, and I didn't dare to move even more.

I feel more embarrassed about my hands than my face.

With a coat over my face, I can still convince myself that I'm stuck against the wall.

And the position of my hands is very subtle.

Through the thin vest and shirt, I can even feel Mr. Chuya's body temperature.

dry.

I think it's embarrassing for me to take it down now, and it's also embarrassing if I don't take it down.

The consequence of being brave enough to take it down is that I may fly out, but if I don't take it down, I feel like a salty pig's hand.

So, so embarrassing!

This situation is out of line!

Why did you give me such a proposition when we met for the first time!

203.

Anyway, it's better to let go...

I tried to control my hands, trying to get them away from Mr. Chuya's waist bit by bit.

Mr. Nakaya is obviously very proficient in driving locomotives. Even on slightly congested roads, he can drive as easily as on open ground.

The wind whizzed by on both sides, and the shoulder-length hair behind me was blown by the wind and fluttered in a mess.

Damn, the hairline is exposed.

The bald girl will never allow this to happen!

I let go, wanting to tidy up my hair quickly.

However, I underestimated the speed and wind force, and overestimated my physical knowledge.

The moment I let go, my body tilted uncontrollably, and my empty right hand began to grab the air indiscriminately, trying to find a point of strength.

I felt my heart beat a few times suddenly, and my palms began to break out in cold sweat.

Woo!I should choose to be an elegant female hooligan!

I don't want to die young yet, hey!

There was a sudden panic in my heart.

204.

The tragedy I imagined did not happen.

Mr. Nakaya's right hand firmly grasped mine, and I was burned by the hot temperature of his palm for a moment, and I moved my fingers like a conditioned reflex.

Then his hand tightened even tighter.

Well, I admit that although Mr. Nakaya looks quite petite, there are still a lot of real materials.

He is now firmly in control of my body with only one hand, and has saved me from the tragic end of breaking my head.

Just when I started to feel relieved, Mr. Nakaya's hand moved.

He grabbed my hand firmly and put it on his waist again.

together with my left hand.

Then he seemed to press my hand with a little reassurance.

babble? !

Could it be that Mr. Chuya is telling me "Hold his waist well?"......

I had a troubled expression on my face.

Forget it, forget it.

It is more important to be alive than to be reserved.

With a hint of self-abandonment, I wrapped my arms around his waist tightly.

205.

When the locomotive stopped, I was blown badly all over.

Taking advantage of Mr. Chuya's parking time, I quickly grabbed my hair.

Then my eyes inevitably fell on my uniform skirt.

If I had known that Mr. Nakaya was going to take me racing, I would have worn pants.

205.

Mr. Nakaya who parked the car took me into a very high-end restaurant, and the waiter who greeted me at the door even greeted him respectfully.

Oh, it seems that Mr. Nakaya is a regular visitor here.

The waiter skillfully led us to a quiet corner.

As soon as I sat down, I heard someone call my name.

"Saki Shiina?"

I turn around.

Oh hoo.

Is this a coincidence?

Keigo Atobe looked at me with a complicated face.

His eyes wandered back and forth between me and Mr. Chuya, and then I reached out to say hello to him.

Atobe Keigo raised his chin, and left quickly.

"friend?"

Mr. Nakaya who was flipping through the menu suddenly asked.

I shook my head.

"Not really, just met with friends a few times before."

This is the truth. I followed Yukimura several times to watch the game, and I got to know this grandpa who is always gorgeous.

The degree of "knowing" is probably knowing each other's names.

My eyes suddenly focused on my own reflection in the glass.

Isn't this hairstyle too crazy?

Mr. Nakaya handed me the menu and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

I forced a very official smile on my face.

"No, please allow me to go to the bathroom."

206.

Suddenly regretted not bringing out the rubber band.

I looked at myself in the mirror and pouted.

Forget it, this is better than before.

The hairstyle just now really looks like a lost girl.

I washed my handles, turned and walked out of the bathroom.

"Shiina Saki."

I turned my head and saw Keigo Atobe leaning against the wall.

Um?Is Keigo Atobe some kind of npc?How can we meet each other?

I looked at him in bewilderment.

He walked over quickly, with a sad face on his face: "Is your life so difficult that you need to do this kind of thing?"

Ok? ? ?

etc!Did you just say something incredible? Hey!