Kanagawa Taoist College Students

"I think you can see clearly. It is the handwriting of Xiong Er. It is also his seal. He borrowed 500,000 yuan from me. It has not been returned yet." The director of the original persimmon said proudly.

"...I will work hard to get the money back." In the face of a large amount of debt to the Hosoya family, the tone of Miki Hiroshi is not as stubborn as before, and it seems to be a bit low-pitched.

"No, no, I don't need you to pay the money, as long as you promised me to take care of you." The director of the persimmon may have had any action, so that Miyuki Painter screamed, "No, please. Let me go, I want to be a person."

"You call it, call it. If you hear it, what do you think they think? Mrs. Hoso has just seduce other men without her husband. I think this kind of thing will spread very quickly."

"呜呜~~~" That is the cry of despair.

"Do not worry, I will take good care of you, there are thousands of summer sauce!"

"Please, please don't do this..."

"Shy? It doesn't matter, it's already coming over, okay, then let's go inside the bedroom."

The conversation ended here, and then there was a voice of struggle and rejection.

Li Xuehao couldn’t listen anymore, and he did not hesitate to rush into the yard and ring the doorbell.

The sudden doorbells apparently scared the two people in the house. The director of the Kashihara didn't dare to move any more. However, his hand quickly caught a slap in the face of the grain.

Li Xuehao also heard his deliberately low voice outside: "Don't say anything, pretend that no one is at home, I don't think it is the return of the thousand summer sauce. She has the key, does not need to ring the doorbell, and certainly what the salesman is. ”

Hearing here, Li Xuehao’s heart moved slightly. If he really reached a critical moment, he could certainly break into the door, but he would not have to use it with a relaxed solution.

He deliberately rubbed the door lock with his nails and made the sound of the key turning.

This time, it was really scared to the two people in the house, especially the director of the persimmon, and quickly let go of the fine grain painting, and ran away in a hurry, then came the door closed, as if hiding in the room. Inside.

Hosoya Hiko also quickly packed up the clothes that were dragged, sat up straight, and waited for her daughter to come in.

However, after waiting for a while, there was no voice coming from the door. She was somewhat confused. If she heard the sound clearly, was it wrong?

At this time, the doorbell ringed again outside the door, and the fine grain painting Lizi was still puzzled, but he hurriedly got up to open the door. No matter who the person is, even if it is a salesman, she is ready to welcome the other party, as long as she can scare away the devil.

Li Xuehao waited for a while and finally waited until the door was opened.

Oncoming is a woman who looks like a 30-year-old woman. She can't see the appearance of a child. She is about one meter tall and tall. She is very well-proportioned, not fat or thin, wearing a plain home dress, but she is jealous. The good figure curve is perfectly outlined.

The body exudes a charm that a mature woman has. The long hair is tied with a strap and hangs casually behind her. The facial features are very delicate, and it is too beautiful to say that the eyebrows are slender and there is no special description, but it is a perfect shape.

The eyes, nose, and mouth are just right together. It is not the kind of shocking feeling that makes people feel shocked at first sight, but reveals a rare quiet, gentle and steady.

This is a woman who is like a big wife, and it is no wonder that it will attract peep from other men.

"Hello, are you?" It was only a teenager who saw the door. Although his figure looked tall, his young face still sold his age. This made her slightly disappointed, such a teenager, I am afraid I can not scare away the man like the devil.

"Hello, are you Mrs. Hosoya?" Li Xuehao asked politely.

"Yes, I am, is there anything?" Hiroshi Megumi does not understand what such a teenager is looking for, but she can clearly call her, perhaps it is really something to find her.

"Can I go in and say it?" Li Xuehao pointed out that inside the house, some "disobedient" asked.

"...Oh, sorry, you please come in." Hosoya Riko quickly let go of the body, although the other party's behavior seems a bit rude, but this boy can not make a sense of evil, and a teenager, want to come and do Nothing bad, even if it is rude, it is because there is no experience so you can't take care of it.

Entering the entrance, take the slippers and change it to Li Xuehao, and Jingu Lizi leads him into the living room.

The living room is not big, at least it is much smaller than Li Xuehao’s own family, probably not more than a quarter of the size.

But the finishing is very clean, all the furnishings are so reasonable and beautiful, the hostess has a pair of clever hands and a delicate mind.

"Please feel free to sit, I will go to make tea first." As a master, Hosoya Riko knows how to treat guests, even if the other person is still a child in her opinion.

"Okay." Li Xuehao was not polite, and he waited for a place when he was gone.

It was the door that was locked by the fan, but he knew that there was a person inside, that is, the former head of the persimmon who had been hiding, and the heavy breathing could not escape the six knowledge that he completely let go.

He didn't know what the room was doing, but he wanted to come to the bathroom or to put things in the trash.

"Sorry, there is nothing to entertain." In less than a moment, Hiroshi Miki went into the living room, in addition to a cup of tea in his hand, there was a small snack.

"You are too polite, Mrs. Hosoya." Li Xuehao took the cup of steaming tea and looked at the snacks on the coffee table. The bright colors made people look very appetizing and the taste was sweet. Breath, obviously still doing it, may be to bring in the director of the persimmon, but now it is cheaper.

"Excuse me, is there anything you are looking for?" Li Xuehao took a sip of tea and ate a snack, and asked him to ask.

"Actually..." Li Xuehao considered the wording and directly told people that he agreed to the ghost of her husband and took care of them. This kind of strange thing may not be conceivable. Moreover, her husband has already become a Buddha, wanting It is impossible to prove it.

After thinking about it, Li Xuehao decided to scatter a small lie: "My name is Zhenzhong Hao Er, a first-year high school student. This is the case, because Mr. Hoso has helped me a lot, so I specially thanked you. I ventured to visit and bothered."

"No, this is nothing...but my husband has passed away..." I heard that the person who had been favored by her husband before, Hosoya Riko did not doubt anything, even if she came to visit, she expressed her gratitude to the empty hand. In my heart, in her cognition, the husband is indeed a good person, and has helped many people. Adding a high school student is not surprising.

Just because she was brought up by her husband, her face also showed a mournful color. Even if she had been in the past for so many days, she couldn’t help but want to cry when she remembered that her husband had left.