The point is that certain thoughts always appear in the mind uncontrollably, and this is the real distress.

Walking some distance away from home, I was separated from Paulden's beloved.

After walking a few more steps, I met two good friends: Natsume and Maya Johe.

"Good morning, Chino."

"Good morning."

"Good morning, Megumin, Maya."

After saying hello to each other, the three little girls walked towards the school together.

Chat while walking.

"Chino, what's wrong with you? You seem to have no energy."

"Did you not sleep well last night?"

"……no."

Thanks to the presence of Baodeng's beloved, Kafu Chino last night had no problem sleeping.

Though Paulden's beloved sleeps poorly.

He lowered his head slightly, pretending to look at the road ahead seriously, but actually asked his friends: "Hui, Maye, how do you get along with your father?"

"Dad?"

"Ah."

"Well...it's nothing special, just talking normally, communicating normally, etc."

"Occasionally acting like a baby, sleeping together and so on."

"One by one, if you sleep together, is there really no problem?"

"Eh?"

Seeing Kakaze Chino whose volume suddenly increased, both Natsume and Maya Jokawa felt a little strange.

"Isn't it normal to sleep with mom and dad?"

"That's right, it's normal, what's the problem?"

"..."

Xiangfeng Zhinai didn't dare to speak out those strange pictures in his mind, but at this moment he suddenly realized: Maybe he is the only one who is strange.

It is indeed normal for children to sleep with their parents.

But that was in childhood.

Natsume and Maya Jokawa are just thinking about problems habitually, but in fact they don't sleep with their parents anymore, after all, they are already JC.

Of course, I still sleep with my mother occasionally, but not with my father.

"Speaking of which, Chino, why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"Could it be that Dad Sang is back?"

As a friend, of course I know something about Kafu Chino's situation.

In fact, the matter of Xiangfeng's family is not a secret in this small town. People over the age of 20 basically know about it.

Those under the age of 20, because they were still children at that time, and after many years, gradually not many people mentioned it, so few people know about it.

Natsume and Maya Jokawa also learned about this matter because they were friends.

"Ah."

Xiangfengzhi didn't hide anything.

There is no need to hide this kind of thing, and she also wants to ask for advice, asking the two friends about the precautions when getting along with their father.

But this is really hard to answer, and the family lives together, so there is really no need to care so much.

"You're really back, congratulations."

"Chino's father-san, what kind of person is he?"

Unlike Maya Tiaohe, Natsume seemed quite interested in that "father".

It's just that Xiangfeng Chino didn't know how to explain it.

Because she also met Ye Li yesterday afternoon, yesterday and today combined, the time spent together is less than two hours.

But she remembered what her mother said.

"Very young, good-looking, and powerful."

"???"

Such an answer made the two little girls feel a little problematic.

Look at each other.

But he didn't say much, just talked about other things, talking about topics that seemed meaningless but were common in daily life.

……

Xiangfeng Zhinao didn't know how to get along with his father.

Ye Li didn't know how to get along with his daughter.

For the two of them, things were a bit sudden. Although they seemed to accept the reality on the surface, they still felt weird in their hearts.

For Ye Li, he came to a new world and found that he had a teenage daughter.

This is very sudden, very abrupt.

He only has experience in taking care of his sister, not his daughter.

Is taking care of a daughter the same as taking care of a sister?

Think about what you did to the two younger sisters, Juan Bao and Pao Fu Wan Bin.

Lift the skirt and measure the measurements;

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