It's too difficult to fall in love with rewards

Chapter 102 102. The Steward
Madam Yu's bright and dignified face stared straight ahead.

Her hair was coiled behind her head, without the cover of black hair, her snow-white neck exposed to the street lamp looked very attractive.

Although she has always been the focus of the crowd and does not look at anyone's face when she does things on weekdays, it is the first time for Madam Yu to show her beauty clearly in bright clothes like today.

... After all, this is the first time to take the baby shopping.

She doesn't want to make herself look old, but wants to make herself beautiful.

Although the baby looked impatient, but seeing his textbook-like demeanor of an aristocratic boy, Madam Yu felt a sense of accomplishment in her heart.Even if he wasn't born by himself, his appearance and temperament are very similar to his own... How can I not make people happy.

Weaving Aoi put her hands on her stomach, and bowed slightly respectfully the whole time.

Following behind the madam and the young master, she almost lost all sense of existence, like a black cat sneaking in the grass at night.

Ginza in Tokyo at night is a sea of ​​lights.

Huge billboards stretch above the street lamps, and shops flashing extravagantly with jewels are next to each other. It is easy to get lost in the luxurious world.

Tachibana Qingxian has been here for 12 years, and this is the first time he has set foot in Tokyo. He couldn't help feeling dazzled, and subconsciously clenched Madam Yu's palm.

The Tokyo girls walking towards me have already put on flimsy skirts, either sexy or fashionable, and they couldn't be any shorter.

Along the road, many people were shooting with mobile phones or being live broadcast bloggers. They were filming, and the cameras suddenly leaned in one direction.

But immediately someone squeezed in from the side to block their shot.

"Come closer." Madam Yu suddenly exerted force.

Ju Qingxian was pulled a little closer to her again, and the light between the two of them could not penetrate.

Looking at the world full of feasting and feasting in front of him, he was suddenly a little curious, and couldn't help asking: "Is there any property of our family here?"

Madam Yu's beautiful face was slightly turbulent.

...a burst of joy arises spontaneously.

Unknowingly, Ah Qing has already used the word "our", which made her feel very happy. But she was afraid that her sudden change of mood would arouse his vigilance, so Madam could only suppress her voice, and replied plainly: " There are several shopping malls, hotels and property companies. "

"... I don't know if I can see the whole Tokyo from a high place." Tachibana Qingxian murmured.

Compared with the bustling Tokyo, Kamakura is too small. Life there is just like climbing a mountain to see the city, and you can see the head at a glance.

What about Tokyo?

Climbing up the tallest building in Tokyo, can you see the whole of Tokyo?
Madam Yu listened to these words in her heart.

Wei Wei looked at his face sideways, the street lamp was shining on his head, making his little face more and more beautiful.

If you want to see the whole of Tokyo, your mother will help you... Mrs. Yu walked forward quietly holding his hand.

After a while, I came to a large shopping mall under the name of Matsudaira's family. The first floor sold high-end musical instruments.

"Does Qing like music?"

"I still like it."

"What musical instruments do you play?"

"Basically will."

One question and one answer, the dialogue is extremely formulaic and dull.

This is also impossible, after all, the two of them have no experience in getting along with each other, and they still need to get used to each other slowly.

"Besides music, do you like any art? Like painting and poetry."

"I like everything that is beautiful. In my opinion, beautiful things are like the world depicted in Russian literature: red cloth shirts, strings of beads, a piece of green grass on the pasture, and a little smoke... It's wonderful !"

"Mom doesn't like Russian literature. In my mother's opinion, Russian literature is born of suffering and is too heavy. Whether it is Pushkin or Chekhov, or any shining star in the Russian literary world, the religion in his works , human nature, and art are all inseparable from suffering.”

"I was also conceived from suffering." Ju Qingxian said expressionlessly.

Madam Yu narrowed her eyes and did not answer.

She made the decision to choose more than a dozen musical instruments, and asked the clerk to pack them all up, and then let the bodyguard hold them, and dragged Ju Qingxian to the next store.

"Do you want a toy?"

"Don't play this thing."

"Have you never played with toys since childhood?"

"Yes."

"Mom knows."

Madam Yu pulled him away from the toy store.

But passing by a counter selling Lego, she still couldn't help but stop, stretched out her slender white fingers, and pointed to the most expensive castle building block in the glass cabinet: "Help me wrap this."

Ju Qingxian glanced at the price.

——25 yen!

Good guy, it's almost Xiaoxue's salary for a month.

"I don't play Lego..." Ju Qingxian squeezed Mrs. Yu's palm.

"The price is so cheap, just buy it." Madam Yu said coldly, without looking back at him, "If you don't play, just keep it, and when mom is free, I will fight with you."

The clerk who was packing subconsciously looked out.

... The facial features and face shapes of this pair of mother and son are really alike. The mother is unparalleled in beauty, and the son is handsome and extraordinary. They are really a match made in heaven.

Keep going.

This is where stationery and books are sold.

"clear."

"Eh?"

"Which author do you like?"

"Dante, Balzac, Pushkin, Tolstoy, Dickens..."

"They are not modern writers." Mrs. Yu said flatly.

"That's why I read it! If you read the same things as others, you can only think the same as others, and you will live as a vulgar thing. A serious and serious person will not do that kind of shameful thing. Tachibana Qingxian used to speak in his usual tone, confident to the point of arrogance, "Among modern writers, if there is one I like, it should be Yukio Mishima."

"Why do you like him?"

"The characters in his pen, or himself, can make me find resonance."

Madam Yu looked at her son softly.

Regardless of the tone and demeanor, she felt more and more pleasing to the eye, so she waved her hand: "Read all the books of Dante, Balzac, Pushkin, Tolstoy, Dickens, and Yukio Mishima." Buy one and wrap it all up for me in the most beautiful book cover. Quick!"

"..."

Tachibana shrank her neck.

Ma'am, you are too domineering!
Leave this area and go to the place where clothes are sold.

Madam Yu chose a few casual clothes for Ju Qingxian according to her own preferences.

She had to hold each piece and make gestures in front of Ju Qingxian, and then let him try it on. After she came out, she had to stand in front of the mirror and take a picture of him.Those clerks who waited on Young Master Qing to change his clothes swallowed their saliva without a trace.

Their eyes are extremely fanatical, even more fanatical than mother fans.

Mrs. Yu, whose mentality has been tempered for a long time, can't help but smile when she sees these women coveting her son so much.

Clothes and shoes, books and stationery, computer game consoles, daily necessities, snacks and health care products... The busiest people along the way are probably the bodyguards who are in charge of running between the mall and the car.

As the owner of these gifts, Tachibana Qing was empty-handed.

Oh, no, it's empty in one hand, and the little hand of the lady in the other.

I don't know if it's an illusion...Compared to when I got out of the car, Madam's little hands are much softer now, maybe it's because of sweating?In short, the feeling of holding it gently in the hand is so wonderful, just like holding a puddle of autumn water, which makes Ju Qingxian unable to put it down.

Ah ~
My whole heart is drunk with new affections,

like a baby;

Those who I hated in the past, like me, I admire so much...

"clear."

"what?"

"eat something."

"I'm not hungry yet."

"Mom said to eat, you just need to answer well. At most, I will allow you to ask what to eat, do you understand?"

"……it is good."

Ju Qingxian thought to herself that she has already made herself ask what to eat, which can be regarded as an improvement.

At this time, the two had already wandered to Ginza [-]-chome.

There are not as many tourists here as before, and the hot and dry air has become cooler, and the feeling of the evening wind blowing on the body is very pleasant.

Madam Yu led Tachibana Qingxian into a quiet alley.

Both sides of the alley are covered with yellow lanterns, and the broken light is dotted with the ancient stone road.

Women in twos and threes wearing kimonos walked towards them, as soft as the breeze blowing by the rising sun, full of Japanese-style tenderness.

When Tachibana Qingxian passed by them, they would all bow inadvertently. The shy and smiling style made people feel like they had traveled back to Kyoto in the Heian era.

But Ju Qingxian didn't care about their glances.

As long as there is Madam Yu, his eyes will be firmly attracted by her, and even the other two ladies can't tell him to look away.

She was the tallest among the three ladies, and her complexion was fair and delicate, so she couldn't tell that she was almost 40 years old.Just look at her vibrant cheeks to know that there is definitely no lack of desire and energy for a 30-year-old woman in that slightly plump and healthy body.

Her hair was black and shiny, and she was combed into a Western-style bun.

Every time Ju Qingxian saw her, her hair was meticulously tied behind her head, and she had never seen her hair loose.

The red and purple double kimono replaced the calm and solemn black kimono she usually wears, making her majesty a little more pretty;
An excellent figure, with a plump bust, a perfectly slender waist, and legs with beautiful curves that all women dream of.

The twisting waist when walking can make people feel her current coquettish temperament at a glance, and thus remind her of her voluptuous private life.

How on earth did this woman eat so perfectly?
Frankly speaking, Ms. Qingji's domineering conversation and her seductive eyes are too stressful; if she can restrain her sharpness, she must have raised her hand and surrendered, and she wouldn't be so awkward in resisting like now.

Ju Qingxian obediently continued to walk forward.

The light passing through the lantern seemed to be crushed and sprinkled on the ground like rain.

Occasionally, an exquisite cooking kiosk will appear on both sides of the road, and the noren curtain with the name printed on it flutters gently with the night wind.One of them has no name, but the family crest of clover is printed on the door curtain, and it seems to be the property of the Matsudaira family again.

Mrs. Yu took Ju Qingxian to the corridor eaves.

The wooden lattice door voluntarily opened from the inside, and in the corridor 15 cm above the entrance, a lady was kneeling and sitting there.

She was wearing a kimono with a cherry pink background, with bellflower patterns printed on the hem, and a brocade belt. The undergarment collar that was just exposed was dark gray, which looked elegant and dignified.

She combed her hair in a banquet dish, and there was a kind of graceful beauty on her fair face.

With a delicate nose and a little red lips, she has a calm temperament and a sense of orchid-like nobility.

After the door was opened, she lowered her head gracefully, put her hands on the front porch wood on her lap as a greeting, and at the same time made a soft voice like a bird's song: "Ah, you are here, thank you very much."

This style of welcoming language is usually used by high-end private stores in Kansai.

"Lingzi, get up." Madam Yu said condescendingly.

Her vermilion lips are redder than cinnabar.

She has a dignified and majestic voice even though she is a woman, even a woman can't help but blush when she sees her.

"Yes, ma'am."

The person named Reiko stood up slowly, with a friendly smile on her face.

Raising her gaze, she pretended to glance at Tachibana Qingxian inadvertently, and couldn't help feeling a burst of surprise.

This young man and his wife look alike, so he is not like what is said on the Internet, he is really his wife's illegitimate child...

Mrs. Lingzi didn't dare to ask anything, didn't dare to say anything, she just glanced at Tachibana Qingxian curiously, then immediately looked away, and said enthusiastically: "The meal is ready, madam, please come with me."

After she finished speaking, she put her hands on her lower abdomen and bowed slightly to lead the way.

The dining area has a space of about [-] pings, but there are only two large tatami booths, and a stage for performances is set in front of the booths.

The stage is very gorgeous, comparable to professional theaters in Gion, Kyoto.

After Kiyoaki Tachibana came in, there were two geisha in the center of the stage performing "Four Seasons of Kyoto", and on the red carpet beside them were musicians who sang and played the shamisen, all of them were women.

"Does this place not entertain guests?" Ju Qingxian asked curiously.

As Mrs. Reiko who is in charge of the catering business of the Matsudaira family, it can be said that she is the top executive of the Matsudaira family who treats people the most. What her exquisite heart is best at is to figure out everyone's preferences and smoothly match them.

When Madam Yu heard what Ju Qingxian said, she was about to explain.

But Mrs. Reiko spoke first.

"Guests, we don't accept guests here, but only provide customized services for the top executives of the Songping family." She stood respectfully at the side, slightly lowered her head and smiled and said to Tachibana Qingxian, "How did you find out?"

Madam Yu was a little annoyed that she rushed to answer, but when she heard this question, she suddenly became curious.

"I walked all the way just now, and I saw many people dressed as geishas coming out of various shops, but this one didn't. Moreover, there was no signboard at the entrance. It really didn't look like a place for business. "Ju Qingxian said calmly.

"You are so smart!" Mrs. Lingzi showed a very comfortable smile on her face, and said sweetly: "I really don't know which family you are from, I think your mother must be very beautiful and smart, so that you With such good genes."

Ju Qingxian tilted her head to look at Mrs. Yu.

'She sucks up to you! '

'Mom knows. '

Madam Yu's expression was flat, and she didn't stop or answer.

Seeing his wife like this, Mrs. Reiko knew that she would not be punished for her presumptuous behavior, and at the same time she was determined that Tachibana Qingxian was the wife's illegitimate child, and her demeanor became more respectful.

"Madam, young master, please sit here." She said enthusiastically.

After Ju Qingxian sat down, he tilted his head and looked at Mrs. Yu again.

After Mrs. Lingzi went to Zhang Luo to serve the dishes, he asked coldly, "She called me young master."

"Mom knows." Madam Yu said with a cold expression.

"Did you do it on purpose?"

"Mom did it on purpose."

"……who is she?"

"Matsudaira Reiko, the mistress of a branch family, is responsible for managing our family's catering business group."

Tangerine fell silent.

The mistress of a separated family has a lot of weight.

There must be no comparison with the three wives of the main family, but they can be regarded as real high-level officials. Madam Yu deliberately revealed his information, probably to pave the way for him to return to the Songping family in the future... Tachibana Qingxian doesn't know if this is good or not, but There is no chance to resist for a while, so I can only let her arrange it for the time being.

Kneeling in front of the low tatami table, Aoi Orizaro gracefully unwrapped the new bowls and chopsticks and rinsed them carefully with hot water.

The lady has a cleanliness.

She doesn't know how to use any utensils that anyone has used.Except for the young master, the madam didn't even mind the young master's saliva during the meal last time.

After washing, the housekeeper put his hands on his lower abdomen, his waist was slightly bent, and there was a kind of humility and etiquette that followed the rules in every move.

Ju Qingxian felt tired even looking at it, and couldn't help but said, "Aunt Kui, take it easy."

"Master," weaving Kui's heart warmed, but his face was still expressionless, "this is very good."

"clear!"

Madam Yu looked back.

Seeing that Ju Qingxian was sitting cross-legged in a loose posture, she couldn't help but frowned, and was about to reprimand, but at this moment, Ju Qingxian put her feet together in front of her with a tired face, and rubbed her little hands Little ankles...that cute little jiojio, Madam Yu couldn't help but feel her cheeks getting a little hot.

She couldn't bear to scold anymore, and her face softened.

"Did you hear what I just said?" Ju Qingxian rubbed her ankle while talking to Mrs. Yu, "I'm very tired from walking all the way, Aunt Kui must be even more tired wearing high heels, you can ask her to change to a more comfortable sitting position Bar."

Normally, if he dared to speak in this tone, Mrs. Yu would definitely hit him.

But now, Madam's mind is completely attracted by his cute jiojio, and she replied absent-mindedly: "Kui, listen to the young master, take it easy..."

"Yes!" Weaving Aoi suppressed a smile and replied, "Madam."

Her eyes with complex pupil lines stared at Ju Qingxian, and secretly smiled: "As expected of a mother and son, it's fine that the young master and his wife look alike, even their preferences are so similar...

Looking down at Mrs. Yu's little feet, she didn't notice that the young master and the housekeeper were flirting with each other.

"Master Qing..." Zhizuokui tugged at her clothes while talking on her lips, "There is a lady's lounge here, let her go and change..."

Ju Qing obviously knew that the housekeeper wanted to steal.

He didn't support it, but he didn't object either. He just felt sorry for Madam Yu, so he looked at Madam Yu and said, "You are wearing such thick clothes. You must be tired after walking all the way. Why don't you ask someone to go back and get you a set of casual clothes?" Come here and change, it's better to take it easy."

"It makes sense..."

Madam Yu felt a little sore in her legs and neck when he said that.

"There is a rest room here. Mommy is going to change into casual clothes and come over here. You just wait here and don't run around."

As soon as she left, Zhisuo Aoi immediately waved her hand to drive away the geisha and shamisen musicians on the stage, and then... she got on all fours, twisted her water snake waist, and crawled towards the young master in a charming manner.

"Master~~"

"Would you like...to play with Aunt Kui..."

The butler, with his peach buttocks, walked around the low table between the master and servant with his knees wrapped in black silk, with an ambiguous smile on his face.

hey hey...

Tangerine Qingxian's breathing became rapid all of a sudden.

Lonely men and widows, dim lights, the sexy housekeeper twisting her body and crawling towards her... before Tachibana Qingxian was ready mentally and physically, weaving Aoi's body with a strong fragrance had already pounced on her... …

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Being audited was so angry that he vomited blood, so he asked for a monthly ticket to comfort him.

(End of this chapter)