[net king] light as fleeting

"Hehe, Miss, you don't have to be too nervous. I'm just the butler of the Atobe family, and I'm responsible for picking up the young master every day." The butler originally looked at Fujiwara Ri through the rearview mirror of the car, and now he saw her secretly. Small movements can't help but feel interesting.

"Hello, Uncle Housekeeper."

"A very polite boy. The young master has a good vision."

"Must." Atobe replied with a tone of respect and a bit of arrogance, and pulled off Fujiwara Ri's hand that was holding his sleeve, and held it in his hand.Can't this stupid woman take the initiative to hold his hand a little bit, every time she pulls his clothes.

The housekeeper's inquisitive eyes were somewhat clear, his young master valued this girl very much.There is a reasonable explanation for the abnormality of the young master a few days ago, the young master in love...

"Ahem." With a few low coughs to remind, Atobe began to be a little unbearable when the housekeeper stared at the two of them directly, especially when there was a faint look of "I understand, I understand." know' means.

"By the way, young master, master and madam are back tonight."

"When did you come back?" Atobe turned his head to look at Fujiwara Ri. The person who said the strong words of "can only be mine" with a firm attitude before became even more stiff at the moment.

"It's only been around half an hour." The butler replied dutifully.

"Well, then go straight home."

Fujiwara Ri, who had obvious feelings in Atobe, shrank her hand and stammered, "Then, I..."

"Of course we go together."

"But, but, I have to..."

"Scared?"

"..." Fujiwara Ri glanced at the housekeeper and the calm driver in front, and finally nodded honestly.Looking forward to staring at Atobe, conveying the message of whether or not to go.

"No."

"Why." The question that came out was so soft that people could ignore it.Atobe simply pretended not to hear, squeezed Fujiwara Ri's hand, closed his eyes and leaned on the rear seat to rest.

The black car parked steadily at the entrance of the lobby of Atobe's house. Fujiwara Ri huddled on the seat and dragged one hand to the car seat, while the driver and the housekeeper watched the joke, but refused to let go of the car.

"Come down." Atobe sternly threatened, "If you don't come down, I'll lock you up."

"Then close it." Fujiwara Ri remained unmoved, still curled up on the seat.

"Miss, it's okay, my master and wife are not very strict."

"Don't..." Even after listening to the housekeeper's persuasion, Fujiwara Ri still refused to let go: "I want to go home."

"If you don't come down, don't even think about going back."

"Then I'll sleep in the car."

"..." Atobe helplessly raised his hand and rubbed his temples, gave up persuasion, got into the back seat of the car, and pulled the man with his own hands.

Fujiwara Ri struggled a few times before being dragged out of the car by Atobe and his schoolbag.In order to prevent Fujiwara Ri from sneaking away, Atobe simply hugged him and strode into the door of the hall.

A man and a woman sat on the high-end beige sofa, just like the simple couple before.

"Xiao Jing." The woman quickly stood up from the sofa when she saw her son walk in the door.When he was about to rush over, the sharp-eyed saw Fujiwara Ri who was curled up in Atobe's arms.

"This is, your girlfriend?" Atobe's mother approached her son a few steps, stood aside and poked her head to see the person who was huddled in Atobe's arms: "Don't be shy, show auntie."

"..." Fujiwara Ri moved her arm and turned away secretly.

"Isn't this Xiaoli? Long time no see, do you still remember Auntie?" Eya Atobe looked at Fujiwara Ri with a shy expression, wanting to turn her head to avoid but didn't dare, and was so cute that she stretched out her hand and squeezed Fujiwara Ri vigorously Cheek: "It still feels soft to the touch, not bad, a little fatter than before."

"Hello, auntie, hello uncle." Fujiwara Ri's voice was as soft as a mosquito humming.

Atobe looked at Ri Fujiwara who didn't dare to move with a smile, and Atobe Eiya ravaged her cheeks without making a sound to stop her.

"Yingya calm down a little."

"It's okay, let me pinch it twice. A girl like Xiaoli is so cute, unlike Atobe, she didn't even let her wear a skirt when she was a child..."

"...Mom." Atobe's face turned green immediately.

"When I was a child, I became even less cute when I grew up. I think when I went home, I would rush to call my mother. Now my mother will take the initiative."

Fujiwara Ri swept back and forth between Atobe mother and child with a curious and disbelieving expression on her face.Seeing Atobe's face gradually livid, he understood that these things are true: "What kind of skirt."

"you shut up."

"How do you talk, Xiaojing?" Atobe Yingya glanced at her son who was half a head taller than herself, and suddenly felt that her aura seemed a little weaker.He simply ignored him, picked up the topic again and chatted with Fujiwara Ri: "It's that kind of tutu skirt, it's super beautiful, right?"

"En." Fujiwara Ri nodded, realizing that she was still being hugged by Atobe.After discovering that Atobe's parents and the housekeeper standing aside were staring at her closely, their cheeks became red again: "I want to come down."

Atobe raised his eyebrows and said, "Planning to escape?"

"Stop running." Fujiwara Ri shrank his head and turned his face away.Avoid the three scorching sights around you.Immediately afterwards, the body was lowered, both feet touched the ground, and the person was still held by Atobe.

"Come and sit down first." Shinichi Atobe spoke first and broke the silence in the living room.

"Yes, come and sit down first." Eya Atobe reacted, her probing eyes swept across the silent butler, and she saw the butler nodding as a signal.Immediately filled with joy, he pulled Fujiwara Ri closer to the sofa: "Let's not talk about the skirt, let's talk about you and Xiaojing."

Fujiwara Ri was pressed and sat on the sofa, already extremely nervous.As soon as I heard Eya Atobe's words, the idea of ​​sneaking again sprouted in my heart.

A pair of Atobe, who were half leaning on the sofa facing each other, suddenly lost their courage, so they had to bite the bullet and nodded to Eya Atobe.

Fujiwara Ri nodded and was willing to tell the truth, and Eya Atobe could not directly focus on the key point: "Do you want to marry our Xiaojing?"

"..." Fujiwara Ri didn't realize the jumpiness of the topic at all, and when he did, he wanted to go straight to the ground.

"Mom." Atobe likes to see the bewilderment on Fujiwara Ri's face because of him, but the premise must be that he can only tease Fujiwara Ri.

"Too jumpy? Then, have you kissed our Xiaojing before? How did you kiss?"

"..." In one sentence, the two protagonists present couldn't help but blushed under the curious eyes of the other three.

The author has something to say: the agreed second update~(≧▽≦)/~ la la la

This guy is going to clean up the room, clean up my doghouse...

If it is packed early, there should be a third update =3=

Dear friends, don't wait~ you can watch it tomorrow!