"Well, I'm very satisfied that you can put your family first."

Father's voice was very pleased.

"Okay, it's too late, and finally I'm telling you something."

"You say, father!"

"The child of an old friend of mine is coming to Japan from the UK. I will directly let her go to your place. Please take care of it for me."

After speaking, Jingu Yao's father was about to hang up the phone.

"Wait, father! Why did you come here? I have nothing here. There are many servants in our family, right? They should be better at taking care of people than me, right?"

Jingu Yao frowned and said quickly.

"In the beginning, I was going to take it to my house. Didn't you draw cartoons recently? Think maybe you are more suitable..."

What does this have to do with my comics?Jingu Yō was full of question marks.

"correct……"

After hesitating for a while, Jingong Yao's father continued: "...that child... is a little strange, you should pay attention. Also, she is not playing, don't use any crooked minds, if something happens to me, it's not good for me. Explain to your old friend! Don't let your father's face be disgraced at such an old age!"

"Don't worry, father, I won't make people's stomachs bigger!"

Jingu Yao said subconsciously.

"..."

The other side was silent for a while, and said, "...Then I'll hang up."

Hearing the busy tone of 'dududu' on the phone, a trace of embarrassment flashed on Jingu Yao's face, because he was chatting so happily that he forgot that that person was his father, so he couldn't just joke around, but fortunately his father didn't care.

"But even my father said it was strange...how strange is that!"

Chapter [-] Twin Sisters

Jingu Yao was sitting in the chair, unable to imagine what a girl with a well-informed father could call a strange girl.

"Just don't disturb my work..."

His tone was a little dissatisfied. Anyone who was suddenly assigned such a task of taking care of people, and the person to be taken care of was still very 'weird', would be dissatisfied, especially when Jingu Yao was busy now, he didn't want to Delaying your own business by distracting yourself from taking care of others.

The phone in his hand vibrated again, Jingu Yao looked down and found it was an email.

There was nothing in the email, just a simple photo.

When he saw that photo, Jingu Yao was stunned.

It was a little girl who was about five or six years old. The long pale golden hair was like fine gold sand. Even through the photo, people had an urge to gently stroke the long hair. The little girl's skin She was fair-skinned, wearing a big straw hat and a pure white dress, with no expression on her face, just calmly facing the camera.

Jingu Yao was attracted by the little girl's eyes. The transparent eyes seemed to be brown and pink, which made people subconsciously think of the cherry blossoms that disappeared with the wind in spring. The calm eyes seemed to be telling something, and they seemed to be positive Looking at him through the lens.

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, Jingu Yao's face was filled with tears and laughter, "...such a small child...don't worry, my dear father, your worries are unnecessary, although I am a lolicon girl, I have an unusual love for little girls, and this little girl is exactly the type I like, but even if I am perverted, I will not be perverted to the point where I would really take action against such a small child."

Jingu Yao groaned and touched the Labrador at his feet with his hand.

"So, making people's stomachs bigger or something is a joke. This child looks very quiet. I hope it's not a bear child."

Turning off the email, Jingu Yao didn't think too much, people will come over next week, and he still has a whole week to live his single life.

I refreshed the page again, glanced at Twitter, and there were more comments than before, but Jingu Yao was no longer interested in reading it.

[I'm very happy to meet so many friends today, thank you for your support, I'm ready to go to bed, good night everyone ~ I have to go to work tomorrow, please rest early for school, especially girls, sleep too late, but the president Oh, pimples~]

After another tweet, Jingu Yao directly turned off the computer.

He lay on the bed and glanced at the time. It was just after ten o'clock. Usually, he was excited at this time. It's just that after chatting with his father for so long today, Jingu Yao has a feeling of exhaustion that he has just finished running five kilometers, isn't it? Physically, but spiritually.

"I went to bed early today, and I have to continue working tomorrow. Good night, JOJO~~"

"Woo~~~"

The smart Labrador purred softly, as if responding to him.

The curtains were drawn, the lights were turned off, and the room was plunged into darkness.

-

Kyoto, known as Heianjing in ancient times, is the birthplace of all kinds of stories and monsters in history.Before Tokyo became the capital, it was the cultural and political center of Japan.

This is an quaint city. If you want to experience the modern life of Japan, you must go to Tokyo. If you want to experience Japanese culture, then Kyoto is a must-see place. Shrines, temples, men and women in kimonos tell history. Architecture is the impression that Kyoto brings to others.

The Jingu family made their fortune [-] years ago, near Kyoto, so even in modern times, even though Tokyo is already the economic center, the main residence of the Jingu family is still located in Kyoto.

The house looks pure Japanese style from the outside, but inside, it not only has a Japanese-style house structure, but also a European-style bungalow. Not all modern people can continue to accept that kind of ancient charm.

This mansion is carefully guarded. Many people dressed in black, as if they were dressed as the underworld in the movie, patrol the periphery. They all carry weapons with bulging waists, and various high-tech detectors are also scattered throughout the mansion. At first glance, those who knew it thought that they had come to the Japanese Imperial Palace, and in the luxurious bungalow of the mansion, a middle-aged man had just hung up the phone.

The middle-aged man wears decent formal clothes. Even at home, he is meticulous. With a tie around his neck, he looks more like a gentleman from the British Empire. He is sitting on a red sandalwood chair. There are not many things on the solid wood table , looks very light, and beside the middle-aged man, there is a butler-like figure.

"Dad, who are you calling? Is it Yao?"

The light and sweet voice sounded, a little childish, but also revealed a hint of maturity.

The girl's voice is very nice. If the scouts find out, they may go up to chat directly, hoping to develop into a singer.

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