Husband is the president of the president [Comprehensive]

Hearing Su Ti's voice, Aihara Qinzi hurriedly waved her hands, and backed away again and again: "No, it's nothing."

There was the sound of a door opening in the empty corridor.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" The boy's voice was deep and pleasant, probably because he had just taken a shower, his body had a faint fresh lemon smell, and there was a trace of moisture in his hair after a bath.

Aihara Kotoko didn't know what to imagine, she lowered her head and suddenly fell into a state of shyness.

Irie Naoki didn't notice her at all, and frowned at Su Ti.

She was wearing bear pajamas, her eyes were clear, and she didn't look like she was asleep at all.

Was caught on the spot.

Su Ti stretched out his arms, turned around, and jumped into the bedroom like a little zombie.

Not only pretending to be sleepwalking, but also intelligently closing the door after jumping into the room.

Naoki Irie: "..."

For the first time ever, someone rubbed his IQ against the floor like crazy.

He sighed with a headache, and planned to educate this guy when he woke up tomorrow.

Just as he was about to close the door, he saw Kotoko Aihara standing in the corridor in a daze.

"Aihara."

Hearing Irie Naoki's voice, Aihara Kotoko subconsciously raised her head and stood up straight: "Yes!"

At this time, everyone was almost asleep. He pursed his lips and lowered his voice: "You'd better not interfere with my life."

I hope the other party has enough self-knowledge.

He closed the door expressionlessly.

Aihara Kotoko was stunned for a moment and finally realized what he meant, and stared angrily at the closed door.

what the hell!

He said it as if he was so great, wasn't it because he liked him?

Kotoko Aihara paused, her face flushed, the two rooms faced each other, and when she opened the door, she could see Naoki Irie's room.

It's... living together.

***

Staying up late last night and sleeping too late, Su Ti's energetic state the next day made Irie Naoki raise his eyebrows.

Racial talent, Su Ti is very calm, the students of Datian*chao are all Aunt Jiang.

But she naturally wouldn't admit that she stayed up late, and even reminded Irie Naoki not to read newspapers while eating, otherwise it would hurt her stomach.

He politely put the newspaper aside, causing Ji Zi to cover her mouth and laugh.

"Little Tizi, Qinzi, please tell me if the breakfast is not to your taste." Ji Zi smiled and brought another plate of fried poached eggs, each person put one on the plate.

Aihara Qinzi quickly recovered from the daze, shook her head and said that she liked Ji Zi's craftsmanship very much, Su Ti also ate very happily, she was never picky about food, and her cheeks were bulging just because she was in a hurry.

Naoki Irie had finished eating long ago, leaned back in the chair, resting his chin with his hands, with a relaxed expression, exuding a strong sense of home.

Early in the morning, Su Ti said that she would go to Bingdi to visit. Bingdi and Dounan Middle School took the same tram, and they could go together. After all, she was new here, so she was worried about going to Bingdi alone.

However, Kotoko Aihara was also a newcomer who didn't know how to get from Irie's house to Dounan Middle School. Yuki didn't get up so early, so in the end it became the three of them going to school together.

Aihara Kotoko followed. Although Irie Naoki was indifferent, he unexpectedly had no objection, but just protected Su Ti from walking and playing with her mobile phone.

Kotoko Aihara walked behind the two, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

Because the departure time was early, there were not many office workers and students when they arrived at the station of the Okura Station. Naoki Irie gave Su Ti the money and asked her to learn to go to the window to buy tickets by herself, and stopped Kotoko Aihara.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Aihara Kotoko stood up nervously.

Naoki Irie looked down at her condescendingly, with no expression on his face as usual, and a cold light in his dark eyes, and suddenly leaned over to approach her.

Kotoko Aihara froze all over, her heart was pounding, she couldn't tell what she was looking forward to.

"You." He opened his thin lips lightly, his voice was too calm and cold: "Besides Irie's house, don't say you know me."

"I hate trouble, especially—you."

The blood on Aihara Kotoko's face faded away.

Not far away, Su Ti bought the ticket, stood on the steps and waved to this side. He slowly straightened up, put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned around and walked towards the entrance.

"Hey, where is Qinzi? I have to give her the ticket." Su Ti raised his head.

His complexion softened slightly, blocking Su Ti's curious sight, and said in a deep voice, "She will come by herself later."

The two stood at the entrance, and their good looks attracted passers-by to look at them frequently.

Aihara Kotoko lifted the schoolbag on her shoulder, her face was still a little dazed, and she followed slowly.

The two were waiting for her in the hall, Aihara Qinzi lowered her head and quickly wiped her eyes, smiled again, ran up to take the ticket in Su Ti's hand as if nothing had happened, and said thank you softly.

The tram leading to Dounan Middle School arrived soon, and Irie Naoki pulled Su Ti into the car, carefully protecting her from the crowd.

Aihara Kotoko squeezed in, swaying with the flow of people, but her mind was in a daze.

She didn't understand at first why Irie Naoki sent Su Ti away if it was just for saying those words, but now she suddenly understood.

It turns out that a high-cold genius is not as cold as it appears on the surface, and can spoil someone very much.

He was so spoiled that he didn't even want to be seen by her indifferent side.

***

Japanese trains are crowded.

Su Ti probed her head, she felt okay being protected by Naoki Irie, and she didn't know what happened to Kotoko on the train at night, just as she was looking for someone, the tram arrived at the first stop, and finally saw Kotoko Aihara.

It's just that the other party's condition is not good. When the vehicle arrived at the station, a large group of workers got off the vehicle. Before arriving at Dounan Middle School, Aihara Qinzi was about to be carried away by the crowd.

The distance is far, and there is no help here, so Su Ti is a little anxious.

"My schoolbag——" Aihara Qinzi's schoolbag was still in the car, but her body was taken out of the car by the crowd, and she had to go out with her, looking at them for help.

Irie Naoki stood indifferently, and Su Ti got out from under his arm, trying to pull Aihara Kotoko back into the car with brute force.

Before he could make a move, with a wave of the long arm above, someone from the opposite side brought in the schoolbag.

Without the pressure of her schoolbag, Aihara Kotoko quickly returned to the tram, glared at Irie Naoki, and bowed to thank the boy who helped her.

The boy is an extremely gentleman: "It's okay, it's my honor to help such a beautiful lady."

As soon as Fang Fu said it, not only Aihara Qinzi, but also several girls around her blushed.

The voice was hoarse and magnetic, resembling a chest resonance, and there was an indescribable color in the wisps of breath, trembling so that one couldn't close one's legs.

Super-erotic.

"Thank you..." Kotoko Aihara said with a blushing face.

Su Ti looked at Aihara Kotoko carefully, and was relieved when he found that the other party was fine. He didn't ask her to come over, and there are enough seats in the car now.

Although she is a bit dull, she can't fail to see Irie Naoki's disgust. Compared with Qinzi's psychology of wanting to get close, her brother's feelings are also very important.

He glanced at the boy who had just helped out.

The name plate hanging on the opponent's chest seems to be - Ice Emperor Ninja Yuuji.

As expected of a school backed by chaebols, Bingdi’s school uniform is quite formal, it’s a brownish suit uniform, and it’s no problem to wear it directly to a dinner party. Make your legs slam into the big wall.

But he also wore a pair of silver round glasses on the bridge of his nose, his temperament was both lustful and restrained.

Sensing his gaze, Ninazu Yuuji raised his hand and pushed up the glasses that hadn't slipped down.

So angry, Su Ti's head went awry, the Japanese students' clothes looked like they were walking on a catwalk, and the school uniforms of Datian*chao looked like sacks.

Irie Naoki reached out and turned Su Ti's head to the other side.

He gave the boy another cold look.

Discovering that the senior Irie Naoki, who was targeted and worked hard, paid attention to him, Yushi Ninzu was a little excited at first, and then felt the other party's implied warning eyes, and then turned sideways to protect the lively little girl.

"..." He said he didn't want to talk, and kicked over the dog food.

Boss, senior, look at me, I really have no idea about your girlfriend.

Ninja Yuuji smiled helplessly, and then found another interesting thing.

——This little girl seems to be the upset mvp who jumped up at the airport yesterday and took Atobe's clothes away?