My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

　　 Chunwei’s wind sounded loudly outside the house, and the signs were rustling.

The strong wind came by pinching the watch. It arrived at 7 o'clock in the evening. It was the prime time of the day, which directly reduced the staff of Chunweiya by 70%. Then the news suddenly issued a warning of heavy rainfall, which even let the drinkers. The diners began to go home one after another. As a result, it was not until nine o'clock in the evening, and there were no guests in Chunwei's house.

Hideji Kitahara rubbed his aching eyes, his face was not very good, and Fukuzawa Toumi was sitting in the corner of the lobby, checking her account, her small mouth tightly pressed, with a round red mark on her face, which was ridiculous. The expression is gloomy.

　　 Kitahara Hideji's face is not so good, not because the business is bad today, it doesn't have much to do with him, but because Dongmei's little radish head is insane!

After working in Chunweiwu for ten days, he feels that his relationship with Dongmei has eased, and today is even more kind, thinking about the future of Xueli. After all, everyone has a fate to get acquainted with. He should have an idea, never expected that Dongmei's little carrot head was so vicious, and attacked him when he was defenseless.

　　 Is this a neurosis? It's not inexplicable, absolutely neurotic!

　　 He had tears in his eyes at that time. Of course, he was not polite, and he pressed Dong Mei's head to the rice bowl, making her face and the edge of the rice bowl have an extremely close contact-now it looks worse than him, the round mark on her face It hasn't been eliminated yet!

　　 Little turnip may be used to being domineering at home, but he is not used to her bear problems-he doesn't owe turnip. Should a girl have to let her?

　　 He cleaned the kitchen counter and glanced at Dong Mei, and Dong Mei was looking at him, greeted him with a guilty conscience for a moment, but immediately stared back at him with a small black face, not to be outdone.

　　 The two sides stared at each other for a moment, and looked away almost at the same time. Kitahara Hideji put the pots and pans back in their respective places, neatly arranged-the shopkeeper and chef of Naotaka Fukuzawa has already gone back to rest because he has no customers. These tasks are all his helpers-he does it while doing it. I thought to myself, "Although I feel comfortable working here, I can learn experience, and the boss treats myself well, but this little carrot head is too jerk, I really can't get along."

　　 He thought about things with a ugly expression on his face, which made Haruna, who was observing secretly by his side, also sighed secretly-she had witnessed the whole process with her own eyes before dinner today. In all fairness, she felt that the eldest sister was wrong!

　　People are kind to help, what are you doing to cross their eyes?

　　 She wiped her hands with her apron, went out of the kitchen and walked towards Dong Mei, stretched out her hand and gently pulled her, and whispered, "Big sister, go and apologize to him!"

　　 Dongmei glanced at Kitahara Xiuji, held back for a long time, and muttered: "I'm right, why should I apologize to him! I won't go!"

　　 "Sister!"

　　 "Don't go!"

Chunca watched Dongmei's anger, calmed her mind, and patiently persuaded, "Eldest sister, because your second sister didn't go to school for free, you were angry with him... it's not very good in itself, and today's things are even more excessive. Sister, let's apologize!"

She said it very tactfully, because she knew that her sister has always eaten soft but not hard—to be honest, she didn't think Dongmi was right at the beginning, especially after she understood what kind of person Kitahara Hideji was. I don’t think it’s right, but I can’t help it. This is the sister she has respected since she was a child. In a sense, she can be regarded as a sister and a mother. Let alone fight, even if she kills someone and puts on fire. She hid it and went to jail for shelter.

　　 There may be some misconceptions, but she would rather be a person with misconceptions and help her sister. Of course, she should persuade her, she can’t really watch her sister do stupid things.

　　 Just like now, she feels that this person, Hideji Kitahara, didn't care about making things unreasonable with her older sister at school. She was really very angry. As a result, they didn't care about it, and you were inexplicably distracted by others. This...you have to persuade her.

"Why didn't he apologize to me first? Look at him assaulting me!" Dongmi is not completely unreasonable, knowing that her sister is right, but she never bows her head first-if Kitahara Hideji bowed her head first, she might consider saying Apologizing and admitting a mistake-she pouted her mouth and was very upset, pointed to the circle of red marks on her face, and insisted: "You didn't see how ruthless he was, I almost suffocated him in the rice!"

　　 Haruna has nothing to say for a while, and you are not very polite. Her face is pressed into the rice bowl and her legs are kicked, although she basically kicked her on the second sister.

She did not dare to think too much about the scene at the time. The picture was so beautiful that her chest became stuffy when she thought of it-the eldest sister and Beiyuan were fighting at the table, not only almost overturned the table, but also pressed the second sister to scream. The papaya is flat, it's just a daily life version of the living Hades fighting the imps.

　　 She was silent for a while, then sighed softly, ready to find the root cause, and asked patiently: "Sister, why did you go and cross his eyes? He didn't do anything at the time?"

　　 Dongmei stopped talking, and scratched the ledger with the pen in her hand. After waiting for a long time, Haruna asked patiently again, "What the **** is it for, eldest sister?"

The only person at home who can talk to Dong Meihao is Chuncai. Dongmei hesitated for a long time before she said unhappily, "I don't know. At that time, I suddenly found out that I was too close to him. I was so angry that I went to fork without thinking about it. He got his eyes, and then he reacted after the fork..."

　　 "Of course you will get together when you are looking at something!" Haruna was even more puzzled.

　　 Dongmei suddenly became irritable again, and the pen in her hand completely scratched the ledger. She aggrieved: "I'm just very angry, no reason!"

　　 Haruna thought for a moment, and asked cautiously: "Sister, is it because you have never been so close to a boy of the same age?"

Dongmei was stunned, and after a moment of guilty conscience, she immediately retorted: "How is that possible? You don't know how popular I am at school. A lot of boys circled around me. They came to me every day and couldn't drive them away. ——I hate him in the first place, and it becomes even more annoying when I look closer, so I am very angry! Yes, that's why!"

After saying that, she believed it herself, looking bitterly at Kitahara Xiuji, touching the painful marks on her face, and angrily said: "This guy beat me again. I will keep this account for him. Sooner or later, there will be a day of liquidation. !"

　　 Haruna saw her speaking so firmly, she couldn't think of any reason, she fell into deep confusion-isn't it the reason why the eldest sister is too shy? What's that? Is it true that they are inherently at odds? Is it the kind of person who is destined to fight as long as they are together?

　　…………

　　 Kitahara Hideji cleaned up the kitchen, took a step back and looked at it, and found that the pot was a pot or a basin, shiny and neat, and his depressed mood was slightly relieved. He glanced at the lobby and found that the two sisters of Dong Mei Chuncai were muttering together, their hearts were a little tight, but immediately laughed at themselves-they were all ready to do it, even if they wanted to do it, there was no chance, so don't be nervous.

　　 Haruna is a reasonable child, but she can't hold back that she respects Dongmei's sister too much. The so-called stubbornness of the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, and sometimes she can only accompany her sister to fool around. It is a pity that this is a good boy.

　　 Kitahara Hideji thought about it, straightened his clothes, and cleaned his hands, then turned into the corridor along the small door by the kitchen, and ran into the snow head-on. Xueli was wearing a snow-white robes with a wooden knife in his hand. His hair was slightly sweaty and curled on his forehead. There were two blushes on his face. It was obvious that he had just finished exercising—he didn't dare to look more, he was wearing Xueli. 80% of the Taoist suits did not wear any underwear. Although they were covered tightly, they seemed to hide two live rabbits in their chests, and they trembled so badly that they made people dizzy.

　　 Xueli is going to go upstairs from here. Their sisters’ living rooms are on the second floor. When they met Hideji Kitahara, they greeted happily, “Eh, what are you going to do?”

Based on the principle of seeing no evil, Hideji Kitahara tried to look away as much as possible, and smiled: "Something is going to see your father, it's your father...your dad." After he finished speaking, he paused and asked apologetically: " Sorry, you have suffered so many times before, are you okay?"

Xuelipi was really very real, and didn't take it seriously. She patted her chest to make the rabbit jump wildly, and smiled cheerfully: "Look at me, fat and strong, of course it's okay." But after laughing, she became worried again, slightly flat. Pianzui said in distress, "But can you stop fighting with my sister, you are my friend, and she is my sister, I don't know who to help when you fight."

　　 Kitahara Hideji is stunned, are we friends already? Are we acquaintances at best?

　　 He froze for a moment and said helplessly: "I don't want to argue with her either, it's your sister..."

The rare person in the snow also nodded silently, as if he was hurt by him. After a while, he slapped him on the shoulder hard and sighed: "Although I don't know why you fought, I can guess it is for me. Huh? You quarreled because I was going to join the club. My sister was unreasonable and forced me to do something boring. You wanted to help me, and finally got into a fight. My sister did it first. Alas, I have written down this favor. Next time you have to fight with people, except for my sister, next time you want to fight with someone else, remember to call me. I will definitely cut your ribs for you until you die."

　　 After that, she patted Kitahara Xiuji twice on the shoulder, sighed and shook her head and dragged her knife upstairs to take a bath, her face full of distress and dilemma.

　　 Kitahara Hideji watched her go upstairs completely weak, and didn't even say goodbye-why can you feel so good about yourself? Why! Why on earth! I'm not fighting for you!

　　 Kitahara Hideji silently watched her leave, rubbing his shoulders desperately-shooting this monster so much that he was paralyzed, this weird girl! I also wondered if I should give her a dictionary of idioms as a gift before leaving-it hurts to hear her, and I feel scared.

　　 Does she really understand what it means to pierce a knife on both sides? Don't interpret it as stab yourself as a "friend", it would be a tragedy.

　　 After staying there for a while, he walked to the door of Fukuzawa Naotaka's study and knocked on the door politely, only to hear Fukuzawa Naotaka's gentle voice from the door, "Please come in, Kitahara-kun."

　　 Kitahara Hideji was slightly surprised, opened the door and went in, only to see Fukuzawa Naotaka lying reclining on the tatami and drinking. On the table in front of him was a plate of boiled beans in salted water, which seemed to be a snack, quite shabby.

　　 "Are there any guests here?" Fukuzawa Naotaka got up with some effort, and asked casually.

Kitahara shook his head and said, "No, it seems to be raining outside. There will probably not be any guests coming today~www.NovelMTL.com~Fukuzawa Naotaka listened to his words and changed his legs to cross-legged. On the other side of the case, Wen Sheng smiled and said, "That means something has happened to me. Please sit down, Kitahara-kun. "

"Thank you!" Kitahara Hideji sat opposite the case, and Naotaka Fukuzawa picked up the flask to pour him, and smiled: "Let’s have a drink, Liuli wine, it’s rare to have it now. Alas, I’ve always wanted to make peace with him. You just don’t have time to chat. It’s just right now. I guess there will be no chance if you don’t chat."

Hideji Kitahara hesitated for a while and was about to decline. Naotaka Fukuzawa seemed to know what he was thinking, and he had already said in advance: "This is turbid sake. In the legal sense, it is more important to say whether it is a drink or not. If there is no degree, just drink a glass. Be a drink, save me moving these old arms and legs to help you make tea."

After all, he is almost the former boss, and Kitahara Xiuji did not refuse any more. He lightly supported the black pottery flat bowl and watched the light green drink slowly fill up, and said politely: "Then have a drink, thank you, Mr. Fukuzawa. "

　　 "I should thank you for not worrying about my daughter."

Xiuji Kitahara was a little embarrassed, even if it was Carrot’s first hand, but he was not polite after all, and directly beat Carrot to be like a circus clown-even if he was right, but the other party’s father was so polite, always I feel that I have also lost the manhood of a three-pointer.

　　 But he didn't want to apologize either. It was Little Turnip who asked for it. He just changed a relaxed topic and asked curiously: "By the way, how did Mr. Fukuzawa know that it was me?"

　　 It’s unlikely to hear footsteps across the door...

　　 Fukuzawa Naotaka glanced up at him. In the light of the light, Lahuang's face still looked extremely unhealthy, but a thin sword light flashed in his eyes.

　　 Kitahara Hideji only heard him say softly: "Because I am a swordsman, Kitahara-kun."