Ms. Morita and Mr. Atobe

The so-called life should be so peaceful, Xiaojing rolled a few times with the quilt in his arms, and then rolled out of bed cheerfully.Because Atobe repeatedly emphasized that he could take good care of himself, having Xiaojing made him feel more troubled, so Xiaojing Tongzi smoothly moved into the next door.

The originally planned mountain climbing and diving were all suspended due to the fracture of Atobe, but it was a real rest for several days.

But the good thing is that he is actually just doing a proper amount of capital that can be used to show off in the future, and Xiaojing is not really disappointed, because the time to go on vacation together in the future is still very long.And it can be considered that the two of them have made further progress, at least they are already a little confident now.

Keigo Atobe will not leave himself.A man so proud never disdained to tell a lie.

When the alarm clock rang again, Xiao Jing went to wash up, and then went to the next door to find Atobu, "Do you want to go to the beach?"

Unlike fishing places, the beach where you can go for a walk is very close, and it takes less than half an hour to walk.

Xiaojing's cooking skills have improved a lot these days.Atobe can also stand by and help with one hand, although he will be pushed out of the kitchen by Koi who suddenly feels sad.

"The man just needs to wait outside at this time."

"But I think it's more romantic in the kitchen." Even if Atobe said this, he was pushed out by the firm Koi, and then honestly ate with fruit salad while watching TV.

Although I don't want to admit it, I already have a little inexplicable sense of joy as an old couple.

After eating, it is time for activities. Basically, the pattern of walking in the morning, taking a nap at noon, documenting in the afternoon, and documenting in the evening or watching TV or playing computer games, or watching games repeatedly has been formed.

Speaking of Lianliankan is Xiaojing's preparation for tears.

Originally, I thought that I could always have some fun and relax, but even if I lost to the other party for something that couldn't be directly linked to IQ, it would be heartbreaking.Well, Lianliankan is not playing chess.

"You must remember to pay my escort and assistant's wages in the future," Xiaojing extorted like this, and then was choked on the spot by the man's words.

"If you want to pay wages, it should also be the wages of 'Mrs. Atobe'. What does it have to do with escort assistants?"

Regardless of whether Atobe said this sentence intentionally or not, this sentence obviously caused Koi Tsutsuko to look "What are you talking about?" and then ran away shyly, so that many blackmails were not achieved.

In the morning, Xiaojing was already very energetic when he continued his favorite walking activity of the elderly.

After all, it was morning, so it wasn't very hot yet, and the wind was still cool.

Stepping on the soft sand with bare feet, you can feel the fine sand being washed away from between the toes, and then sink into new sand.

Koi held the umbrella, and let the wind hold the light umbrella top.

Sure enough, it's still different. Thinking about life like this, it starts to count down the countdown to the end of the honeymoon. This kind of world of two people will end here, and then it will be the original world and the unspeakable depression.

The sea breeze messed up the hair, and the loose ends of the hair began to unravel slowly.

It is already very happy, and it is already very luxurious.

Already, very grateful.

In the future, we must, continue to work hard.

Thinking this way, he quickened his pace.The man next to him thoughtfully followed his pace.

There is a little distance, but it doesn't feel awkward or lonely, it's just right.

Once they are too far apart or too tight, it is inappropriate, and both of them know it.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but chuckled, "Ah, I'll be going back soon."

The man looked at her, then nodded.

Inexplicably, I feel a little relieved. It's not that I got the promise from Atobe unilaterally, but I feel... well, I seem to be really recognized by Atobe.

Didn't it mean that although he didn't do so many things as originally planned, the two of them actually got along well.

After all, Keigo Atobe, who has always been in a strong position, wants to take care of himself a little bit. In fact, it also shows that Atobe can also rely on others. Although it is only because of physical disability, he is still determined.

Smiling, and then continued to move forward, I don't know what Atobe was thinking at this time.

In this place full of tranquility.

When he went for a walk and went back to prepare for the routine, Xiao Jing still sorted out the materials according to the page number.

Didn't look much either.

Yes, I didn't look at it much, but when I saw the table was a bit messy, I thought about whether to put some small things in the drawer.

But when he opened the drawer, he saw a slightly familiar signature.

It can be called a slightly familiar, but heart-wrenching name, "Morita Central".

Xiaojing didn't feel that there was any necessary connection between Atobe and his uncle, but he still quickly closed the drawer.

When he returned to the bedroom, Koi was a little thankful that he and Atobe were living separately at this time, so he could sit here as a matter of course and sort out the complicated things in his mind.

Why Atobe and Uncle have contact, many things seem to have become superficial hypotheses.

Isn't the uncle afraid that his father will be connected with the Atobe family to strengthen his power, so he has always disapproved of the Atobe family and his own family.

No matter what, it shouldn't appear, this kind of thing.

Thinking that although the uncle did not do anything to his family, relying on the influence of the Atobe family, his family did not really grow in the Morita family.These unreasonable moments came to my mind at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, Atobe hesitated to speak in memory, "When..., would you choose the surname Atobe?"

No kidding, that time.

Atobe was obviously serious, but he wished to think that it was just a joke.Suddenly, I felt a little ridiculous when I was blushing and smirking at that time.

Unable to think about it any longer, Xiaojing desperately suppressed the messy thoughts in his heart.

In case I was wrong, a signature doesn't mean anything, right?

I must be overthinking, no matter what, this time is a honeymoon, how could such a thing happen, I really scare myself.

Comforting himself, he heard a knock on the door.

The man pushed open the door, feeling that he had been feeling pitiful and cute recently, "What are you doing? Why are you here?"

Atobe Keigo has begun to get used to the existence of Atobe Well, and began to worry and search.

But at this time, the thought that had been suppressed suddenly continued to flood into his brain.

If the person I have always liked, the existence I longed for, will come to me with a mask.

If those own gratitude and happiness are not necessary.

Xiaojing suddenly saw the green of the window sill, where the green plants grew and spit out green leaf buds.

The sunshine outside the window is also beautiful and warm, accompanied by the birds and birdsong in the sky.

This is simply the most beautiful place for couples and newlyweds to enjoy life.

If in fact these good lives are built on the price that I don't really know from the beginning.

What kind of expression should I show myself at this time?

Gratitude or sadness?

The flying bird outside the window, which is not afraid of people, suddenly started up, spread its wings, and drew a bright white light.

Then it flapped its wings and flew into the sky again, before disappearing.

Should, believe.However, confused.

Because of the foundation, shaken.

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"I thought," the young man raised his lips, "you would like to cooperate with me."

Akira Morita narrowed his eyes, "You must have cooperated with others besides me."

"Who is he?"

Even when he returned to the room, Akira Morita kept thinking about Yuji Ninzu who suddenly stabbed him horizontally.

Obviously everything was well arranged and well planned, but I didn't expect that the plan I had made would encounter such resistance, and the man who didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend so far, although he looked like a very powerful person, But it always feels like it's not on my side.

How should I put it, there is a familiar sense of danger.

In the past, Akira Morita might have been quite happy to get in touch with such interesting people, but now he doesn't have so much extra energy.

Even if they return to China, their parents are still under the control of their uncle in the family. I don't know why the other party didn't really take care of the Atobe family.But think about it, even though it is a marriage, but also because it is not really recognized by the Morita family, so the uncle still has other ideas.

I just hope that Xiaojing's life will be better. Even if the uncle really intends to let another woman take the place of Mrs. Atobe, he must work hard.

At this time, I feel a little bit dependent on Xiaojing, which is really subtle.

Akira Morita smiled, but couldn't bring out any warmth.

Akira Morita stared at the door in a daze when he regained his thoughts when the knock came on the door.

The person who knocked on the door seemed to hesitate, then pushed away.

"This is my bedroom," Akira Morita looked at Morita He without blinking his eyes.

The man looked down at her.

There was no eye contact, but an indescribable sense of oppression flowed in the air.

This is Akira Morita's bedroom before he got married. It has a strong personal style, with a luxurious and somewhat dazzling overall style.

It is said that under normal circumstances, people who like to decorate their own rooms are people who love home.Akira Morita thought it was a bit ridiculous when he heard it for the first time.

But she knew that Morita He's room, which she was also familiar with, was simple and empty.

Even if most men don't care about such things, Morita Ka still keeps the whole room as if it were an empty guest room, without warmth from anyone.

The long silence finally wore out Morita Akira's patience. He raised his eyebrows, and his delicate makeup was still dazzlingly beautiful even when he was mocking, "Well, if you like staying here, just stay here. I'll leave first. "

Stepping dignifiedly step by step, Morita Akira walked towards the door, passed the man without a moment's pause, and left.

Instead, he suddenly covered his face where the other party could not see.

Half a minute later, the palm left, and it was still the delicate and beautiful Akira Morita.

I saw it, when passing by, the man wanted to touch the slightly trembling fingertips, and put it down.

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