tokyo soulful legend

Chapter 70 There is no next time【Seeking first order】

"I am back."

When he opened the door and walked into the entrance, Kitagawa Che had just put the key into the small basket on the shoe cabinet. Before he could change his shoes, Ejima Miao's familiar face had already appeared in his peripheral vision.

"Welcome home."

The short-haired girl responded softly, then bent down, and naturally opened the shoe cabinet, intending to help him take out his pair of slippers.

"Stop!"

After getting along with Miao Ejima for so long, Che Kitagawa has roughly gotten used to her brain circuit. Apart from other things, he is really not used to the point of changing shoes.

Ejima Miao's care for him can no longer be said to be simple details. It is purely the way a personal maid in the old days took care of the master. If he is not determined, there is a high probability that he will really He was taken care of by this girl and turned into a useless person.

To use a sentence that is both appropriate and inappropriate to describe it is too depraved, too depraved.

After the words fell, Ejima Miao's movements stopped in the air, she raised her eyebrows, and looked at Beichuan Che with some puzzlement.

"Let me do these things myself."

Kitagawa Che sighed, reached out and took out his slippers from the shoe cabinet, and then put them on.

"But that's what I should do."

Ejima Miao blinked her eyes and defended herself in a low voice.

Before changing it, she might add that this is the responsibility of being a servant, blah blah, etc., but now, she knows that her young master doesn't like to hear this word, so she habitually swallowed the sentence down her throat inside.

Beichuan Che turned around, put his shoes away in the entrance, then stood up, met Eshima Miao's gaze, and asked with some helplessness, "Miao, have you ever thought that if you really put me What should I do if I take care of the kind of people who can only open their mouths when they have clothes to wear?"

"But I'll always be by your side."

Ejima Miao tilted her head slightly, her eyes were calm and determined, as if she was saying wordlessly, 'Isn't that all right? '.

"..."

This time, it was Beichuan Che's turn to be silent.

How do you want me to answer the call?
Bei Chuanche pondered for a moment, decided to give up discussing this with this stubborn girl, and made a unilateral conclusion with a strong attitude, "In short, you just treat it as me, no, this is the young master's order to the servant, is it okay? "

"If the young master said so, then I understand."

Ejima Miao slightly lowered her eyebrows and nodded meekly.

"Okay, be natural."

Kitagawa Che coughed lightly, walked past Eshima Miao's side, and walked towards the living room.

"Oh." Ejima Miao raised her eyebrows obediently, followed behind Beichuan Che, and mentioned another matter, "Then, how is the matter with the young master? Is it going well?"

"It went well."

"Oh, all right."

The worry in Ejima Miao's eyes disappeared, and her expression relaxed again.

The two sat down on the sofa.

Beichuan Che picked up the remote control and turned up the volume of the TV a little.

A documentary with English subtitles is playing on the TV.

No need to think about it, this show must have been chosen by Beiyuan Linyin. At home, she is the only one who is more inclined, or likes similar shows.

"Miss Linyin has gone to take a shower."

Ejima Miao saw the pensive look in Bei Chuan Che's eyes, she thought about it, and then explained something.

"Uh……"

Can I say, didn't I mean that?

Beichuan Che was silent for a while, and finally decided not to explain. The more you explain, the more true it becomes. He paused and continued talking about the topic just now, "In short, the song has been recorded. I'll follow the process to upload later."

He didn't take the initiative to talk about the song recording. He accidentally saw it when Miao entered his room with fruits a few days ago. However, she didn't take the initiative to ask, but vaguely expressed her curiosity with her eyes.

Now that everything has been seen, Beichuan Che didn't intend to hide it, and simply told her his thoughts, and told the girl that he might go to a recording studio to record this song in the near future .

"Has the name of the song not changed?"

There was a little eagerness in Eshima's voice, and she was more concerned about this than anything else.

"No."

Bei Chuan Che shook his head, he had nothing to do to change the title of the song.

Hearing this, Eshima nodded thoughtfully.

"Oh, that's right." She seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Have you had lunch, young master?"

It is close to 01:30 in the afternoon, and most people have already had lunch, but she knows her young master quite well. When doing things seriously, he will subconsciously leave many things behind. It is perfectly normal to eat later, or even not to eat.

In the three months before school started, he often wrote without stopping, and called him to eat, but basically did not respond. Later, she learned to be smart, and she started cooking when he was about to finish cooking. In this way, The timing was just right.

Beichuan Che didn't reply, but just laughed.

Ueshima Miao gave him a reproachful look, but she didn't say anything after all, she just asked, "What does the young master want to eat? There are enough ingredients at home."

"Is there anything left at noon?"

"Yes, yes, but..."

Ejima Miao seemed a little hesitant.

In her opinion, her young master is now the backbone of the family. She can't help him much in his work, but she can take good care of him in life.

"Then just heat it up and eat that." Kitagawa Che patted his trouser legs, stood up, and walked towards the stairs, "I'll go up and upload the song first. After the meal is heated up, you can just call me. "

"it is good."

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It's just that life always likes to joke with people, and always puts one bewildering scene after another in front of people, regardless of the party's happiness or anger, let alone whether the party can accept it.

In the corridor on the second floor, Beichuan Che stopped in his tracks.

He never expected that the plots he had always seen in some movies and novels would inexplicably reappear before his eyes.

What caught his eye was not the empty corridor, but Beiyuan Rinyin, who was wiping her hair and walking this way.

The sound of her footsteps just now seemed to be Miu Ejima's by her.

Unfortunately, the girl's light green pajamas were not buttoned up.

Under the row of buttons, there is dazzlingly white and delicate skin. It seems that the bath water has been a little hotter just now, and the skin is still covered with a layer of light pink. When you glance slightly, you can see the small and delicate skin. The navel, the curved vest line, and the plump upturned body wrapped in the black bra.

If it is in a vulgar movie, then at this moment the protagonist should whistle and say something good.

Then the director yelled click, and went to the next scene.

But life is not a movie, and it never gives people room for maneuver. When their eyes met, Kitagawa Che's thoughts stopped for a moment.

Beiyuan Linyin's movement of wiping her hair also paused slightly.

The girl's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even her snow neck and earlobes were stained with a blush.

But the phrase 'hentai' did not come out after all.

Beiyuan Linyin bit her thin lips lightly, blushing enough to drip water, she raised her eyebrows, glared at the man reproachfully, and complained shyly, "Haven't you seen enough?"

"Uh, sorry."

Bei Chuan Che, who came back to his senses, immediately turned his back.

Objectively speaking, it is indeed a beautiful scenery.

But despite saying that, he actually felt very uneasy.

Such an accident was indeed beyond his expectation.

There are two bathrooms in Beichuan's house. The shower on the first floor is better, and the bathtub on the second floor is bigger. Generally speaking, Beiyuan Linyin takes a bath on the first floor. It is indeed beyond the reach of her to suddenly appear on the second floor. The category of habit theory.

Seeing Beichuan Che turning around, Beiyuan Rinyin quickly buttoned up her pajamas.

She looked at Beichuan Che's back and complained a little in her heart, but the complaint was not as strong as expected. At most, it was just a bit of blame.

But if she had to leave it like this, she felt it was too much to think about.

After a while, she lowered her eyebrows and made a decision in her heart.

Tapping.

Footsteps sounded behind him, and a light punch hit Beichuan Che's back.

"This way it's even, there will be no next time!"

There was some blame in Beiyuan Linyin's slightly cold voice.

(End of this chapter)