What they imagine about me is so scary.

And the reason why Kitajima River was able to book a seat at that dumpling restaurant for the night, well... I shouldn't say it was a seat. To be precise, it should be the only private box in the dumpling restaurant, which is usually used by the owner of the dumpling restaurant. It will only be opened to entertain guests who are very good at it.

To be able to book such a place, Bei Daochuan naturally relies on his so-called friend, and the people around Bei Daochuan have this kind of energy, and anything they do is easy. Naturally, it is Christie Douglass. Bei Daochuan Chuan found that he liked the second-in-command of the mafia more and more. He was simply his brother, his beloved relative, and his loyal helper.

Bei Daochuan felt that the system's bodyguard was simply the best reward the system had ever given him in his life, and it would never be the same.

"Is that friend of yours the friend who picked you up at the school gate last time?" Shiyu Kasumigaoka's calm voice floated into Kitajima River's ears, as if a colorless and odorless poison was quietly poured into the water. Inside, Kitajima River drank it all unintentionally and died suddenly. Can it be said that he was worthy of Kasumigaoka Shiha?

Kasumigaoka Shiha's sixth sense is simply the legendary woman's super sixth sense in Kitajima Chuan's mind. This really cannot be explained scientifically. How can it be so accurate?And almost at the moment Kitajimagawa finished those words, Kasumigaoka Shiha clearly couldn't even take two steps. How could it be possible to lock the identity of Christie Douglass in an instant?

"...Yeah." Kitajima Chuan's voice was a little weaker, and he always felt that Kasumigaoka Shiyu might have some unique mysterious ability. "How do you know?"

"Guess." Kasumigaoka Shiyu heard Kitajimagawa's answer. Instead of saying anything, she laughed happily, pointed at Kitajimagawa's chest, and said happily:

"Chuan, never underestimate a woman's sixth sense. Maybe women are sometimes stupid, and sometimes they look infatuated in front of men as if they would die for love, but sometimes women have the sixth sense in their hearts. Feeling is something more accurate than prophecy.”

"Is there any basis for this?" Kitajimakawa frowned and asked. He felt that Kasumigaoka Shiyu's words were a bit sloppy. There was no more scientific basis for her to be so sure before this, and she was confident that The look made Bei Daochuan feel a little guilty. Even though he didn't know why he felt guilty, he just felt guilty.

"Can scientific evidence be used to understand what a woman is thinking in her heart?" Kasumigaoka Shiyu said with a smile.

"No."

"That's not it."

Kitajima River is silent

After walking for a while.

Kitajimachuan weakly spoke.

"But you're a girl."

Chapter 1: A girl’s sixth sense

"Kawa, let me down." Kasumigaoka Shiyu said. Although it was really comfortable to lie on Kitajima River's back, Kasumigaoka Shiyu felt that she was being looked at by all kinds of people coming and going on the road. Compared to the contemptuous and weird envious looks at school, walking on the street, many middle-aged people looked at them with happy smiles, and their eyes seemed to be full of what they looked like when they were young.

Kitajimachuan naturally felt those eyes. He hadn't felt such relatively kind eyes for a long time. To be precise, it was the feeling of ordinary people. He always felt that for a moment just now, he felt like an ordinary person again. Just now The feeling of being watched is not bad.

"What's wrong, are you shy?" Kitajimagawa said, but he still took a few steps forward, and at an intersection with relatively few people, he slowly squatted down and let go of Kasumigaoka Shiyu. calf.

Kasumigaoka Shiha rolled her eyes at him, got off his back, and stepped on the ground with her soles. Because she was carried on her back for a long time, and her feet were supported by Kitajima River, her soles were numb for a while, and she couldn't stand properly.

"Ah!"

He screamed and was about to fall down. . .That's weird, the person standing next to her was the humanoid Greymon Kitajima River, so naturally he reached out to help her the first moment she lost her footing.

He took her into his arms without any pause. The passers-by saw how smoothly this operation was done. The handsome man and beautiful woman were very eye-catching.

For a time, many passers-by paid attention and cast more eyes towards this direction.

And Kasumigaoka Shiu was also unusually shy. She covered her head in Kitajima River's chest. Kitajima River even felt that Kasumigaoka Shiu's body temperature rose rapidly in her arms.

"It's rare to see you so shy. Is it because there are so many people? Senior sister." Kitajima Chuan leaned down slightly and said in a small voice to Kasumigaoka Shiyu's ear. As he spoke, his hand touched her waist.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu felt the hand on her waist and gave Kitajima River a fierce look. That look seemed like she wanted to eat Kitajima River alive. She said fiercely, "Wait, I'll find you later." If I get the chance, I will definitely deal with you, Kitajimachuan!!!"

The gnashing of teeth reminded Bei Daochuan of his aunt's words. Good-looking women generally hold grudges, but I always feel that there are exceptions. For example, the beauty of a great beauty like my aunt is not defeated by the years, or even better than the years. This Maybe that's what makes my aunt unique.

Otherwise, I would not have given birth to such a lovely daughter as Kasugano Qiong, but I have to add this every day, I really envy you, uncle.

Kitajima thought this in his heart, and then looked at Kasumigaoka Shiyu's face in his arms. His face was crimson, and his whole body was trembling slightly. It seemed that he was not used to the gazes around him.

That's true. It's fine if you're being watched by your peers, but it's really a different feeling if you're watched by a bunch of middle-aged men and women you don't know.

"Okay, okay, let's go?" Bei Daochuan patted her back, calmed her down, and gently helped her behind her back. One hand was like a rocket propeller to help her walk. .

"I heard that the Chinese dumpling restaurant is very popular, so I asked my friend to book a seat in advance so that we can eat as soon as we get there without queuing." Kitajima Chuan held her hand and the two of them talked steadily. The pace is heading towards the destination.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu knew that the Chinese dumpling restaurant was a very popular business. It was basically hard to find online, and reservations at night were the most difficult to make. Sometimes the phone number would be filled with calls right after the store opened in the morning. If you book a seat for the evening, there is also a store that offers frozen dumplings. It doesn’t matter if you want to buy them to eat at home, but everyone still wants to feel the atmosphere of eating in the store.

Therefore, the business in the store is still quite booming.

Thinking of this, Kasumigaoka Shiu looked at Kitajima River with a strange look. How could he seem to have easily booked a seat in this kind of store?

And the reason why Kitajima River was able to book a seat at that dumpling restaurant for the night, well... I shouldn't say it was a seat. To be precise, it should be the only private box in the dumpling restaurant, which is usually used by the owner of the dumpling restaurant. It will only be opened to entertain guests who are very good at it.

To be able to book such a place, Bei Daochuan naturally relies on his so-called friend, and the people around Bei Daochuan have this kind of energy, and anything they do is easy. Naturally, it is Christie Douglass. Bei Daochuan Chuan found that he liked the second-in-command of the mafia more and more. He was simply his brother, his beloved relative, and his loyal helper.

Bei Daochuan felt that the system's bodyguard was simply the best reward the system had ever given him in his life, and it would never be the same.

"Is that friend of yours the friend who picked you up at the school gate last time?" Shiyu Kasumigaoka's calm voice floated into Kitajima River's ears, as if a colorless and odorless poison was quietly poured into the water. Inside, Kitajima River drank it all unintentionally and died suddenly. Can it be said that he was worthy of Kasumigaoka Shiha?

Kasumigaoka Shiha's sixth sense is simply the legendary woman's super sixth sense in Kitajima Chuan's mind. This really cannot be explained scientifically. How can it be so accurate?And almost at the moment Kitajimagawa finished those words, Kasumigaoka Shiha clearly couldn't even take two steps. How could it be possible to lock the identity of Christie Douglass in an instant?

"...Yeah." Kitajima Chuan's voice was a little weaker, and he always felt that Kasumigaoka Shiyu might have some unique mysterious ability. "How do you know?"

"Guess." Kasumigaoka Shiyu heard Kitajimagawa's answer. Instead of saying anything, she laughed happily, pointed at Kitajimagawa's chest, and said happily:

"Chuan, never underestimate a woman's sixth sense. Maybe women are sometimes stupid, and sometimes they look infatuated in front of men as if they would die for love, but sometimes women have the sixth sense in their hearts. Feeling is something more accurate than prophecy.”

"Is there any basis for this?" Kitajimakawa frowned and asked. He felt that Kasumigaoka Shiyu's words were a bit sloppy. There was no more scientific basis for her to be so sure before this, and she was confident that The look made Bei Daochuan feel a little guilty. Even though he didn't know why he felt guilty, he just felt guilty.

"Can scientific evidence be used to understand what a woman is thinking in her heart?" Kasumigaoka Shiyu said with a smile.

"No."

"That's not it."

Kitajima River is silent

After walking for a while.

Kitajimachuan weakly spoke.

"But you're a girl."

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"welcome!!!"

The enthusiastic waitress spoke quite standard Japanese and seemed to be in neon. Kitajima took a look and found that good and famous Chinese restaurants are basically run by local waiters and restaurants, but the back chef Basically, they are all local chefs from China, and they are all chefs who cook good food. Kitajima Chuan has already summed it up.

Generally speaking, the management model of the restaurant is very good. It not only solves the problem of maintaining localization but also solves the differences in differentiation in disguised form.

Kitajimachuan thinks that overall it is pretty good.

At least on all levels, Kitajimachuan feels that this may be a better choice for Chinese catering to improve its living environment in other places.

"Let's go?" Kitajima Chuan took Kasumigaoka Shiyu's hand and walked into the door of this dumpling shop.

As soon as you enter the door, you will still see the familiar red and yellow color decoration, with lights and festoons. It seems that Chinese restaurants in any corner abroad must have this kind of decoration in order to make foreign diners believe that this is a Chinese restaurant. Similarly, the daily turnover of a dumpling restaurant decorated like this in a small county in China would not exceed [-] yuan, but it can be very profitable here. This may be due to the difference in information... Of course, this statement Not quite right either.

After all, the fast food restaurants in the free country have completely changed into two styles when they opened in China. Even things like fried noodles can appear in fast food restaurants, and if Kitajawa remembers correctly, they are quite expensive. of.

Kitajima River and Kasumigaoka Shiu were led inside step by step. Kasumigaoka Shiu both started to look into the store with their necks growing long.

Bei Daochuan still admits that this restaurant, a small dumpling restaurant, has been fully decorated and decorated with dragons and phoenixes. It is all decorated with splendor and splendor. Looking at and entering an ancient palace It's the same inside.

Even though they were just ceramic tiles, Kitajimachuan couldn't possibly think that a small dumpling restaurant would be really magnificent. Then, Kitajimachuan felt that something was wrong with him.

When I walked in, it was actually similar to the Chinese Dumpling House in Kitajima River Memory. A huge menu was placed on one wall, with the names of the dumplings, fillings, and how much they cost in Japanese and Chinese. There are braised pig trotters and braised vegetables.

Although it is a dumpling restaurant, it is not an exaggeration at all. It is overcrowded. Some people are eating pot stickers and stewed vegetables, drinking draft beers, and some are holding a large plate of dumplings. At a glance, there are almost fifty or sixty dumplings.

It was a very good atmosphere, and Kitajima was looking forward to it a little. Although he was a Japanese now, he still had that memory deep in his soul, which he could never change.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Bei Daochuan couldn't help but feel a touch of emotion. It miraculously overlapped with the scene in his previous life.

"Hello, I am the proprietress of this restaurant. The seats are all full now. Do you have any reservations?" A middle-aged woman wearing a cheongsam came over. She was old but still had the brilliance of her youth. When speaking in Japanese, it seems a little lame.

At this glance, you can tell that she is an out-and-out Chinese, and she is said to be the boss's wife, but judging from her appearance, she probably looks like the boss can't control herself.

"You two, we have a reservation, the person who made the reservation is calling."

Bei Daochuan paused. The conversation was originally in Japanese, but when he saw the landlady, he changed his mind. Bei Daochuan opened his lips and teeth slightly and spoke quite fluent Chinese.

"Christy Douglass, there should be a reservation, right?" Kitajimagawa's sudden change in fluent Chinese shocked the landlady, and she was even more surprised when she heard the name of the foreigner coming out of Kitajimagawa's mouth.

A few days ago, a real big shot came to her little dumpling restaurant. The big shot said he needed to reserve a treasure box, and then dumped her with a wad of money. The foreigners were all murderous, wearing loose black windbreakers, and had evil eyes. Bi Lu, the landlady had never seen this scene before. She quickly apologized and said that she was running a small business.

I don't know what the other party wants to do.

But among the other party, a younger man came out. His eyes were cold and he said in quite fluent Japanese, "In two days, we need someone in the box here. My name is Christy Douglass. Remember my name."

"In case you forgot." Christy Douglass smiled slightly, and the murderous aura in his whole body made people shudder.

"Then I want you to give me a reason that I can't refuse."

"Otherwise, you and your store will be in a lot of trouble."

After saying that, the foreigner left without turning around, leaving only a wad of money on the table. She couldn't even sleep at night for the past two days, for fear of being shot in the head by that pistol, and even the TV They didn't even dare to look at it.

She didn't expect that the person the other party was talking about turned out to be the handsome boy in front of her who spoke fluent Chinese. Calling him a boy didn't actually mean that Bei Daochuan was small, but that Bei Daochuan was considered small compared to the boss lady. .

"You...are you the guest who reserved the private room for Mr. Christie Dogs?" the landlady asked dubiously, "Brother, don't scare me, otherwise that person will tell me that I won't be able to eat the good stuff." of."

"Don't worry, he won't come to trouble you." Bei Daochuan waved his hand towards her, and thought about Christy Douglass's style. Then he looked at the appearance of the landlady in front of him, and guessed that she was I thought about what Kitajimagawa had done at that time.

"Really?" The landlady was still a little worried. Her accent sounded like she was from Nagada.

"Don't worry, if you run to the kitchen again, pick up the rolling pin and hit him, that's it." Kitajima Chuan said.

"Are you from a fellow countryman? Brother?" As soon as the boss lady heard this familiar accent, she immediately became lively. It's okay if you're not familiar with it. Once you get to know it, you'll become familiar with it, right?

"So be it." Kitajima Chuan said, his face still so calm and without a smile, but when he saw what the landlady in front of him said, he still felt a lot more cordial, at least it wasn't that private Marseille.

"Brother, come with me and walk upstairs to the Wolong Room." The landlady said, twisting her butt and walking upstairs.

On the side, Kasumigaoka Shiu, as a prodigy who could get single-digit scores in the Chinese class, naturally couldn't understand the encrypted call between Kitajimagawa and the boss's wife.

"What are you talking about?" Kasumigaoka Shiyu asked in a daze.

"It's nothing." Bei Daochuan touched her head and said with a smile unconsciously on his lips, "The eldest sister just said that I was handsome and wanted to introduce her daughter to me."

"what???"

Chapter 110: How many months have you been pregnant?

“So full!”

Kasumigaoka Shiu and Kitajimagawa walked out of the dumpling restaurant side by side. It was already getting late, and Kitajimagawa was carrying a large bag of dumplings in his hand.

It's quick-frozen dumplings and braised pig's trotters. I brought them to my aunt and Kasugano Qiong at home. When I was eating in the dumpling restaurant just now, I told the girl Kasugano Qiong that pig's trotters can detoxify and nourish the skin, making the skin more elastic and supple. When she was young, she immediately asked Bei Daochuan to pack a portion for her.

Moreover, when Kitajimagawa said this, Kasumigaoka Shiyu's eyes suddenly lit up, as she was not very fond of braised pig's trotters. Should it be said that women are all strange creatures?Kitajimachuan sighed inwardly.

Woohoo! ! !

Kasumigaoka Shiyu had a satisfied smile on her face, and her whole body felt chubby, quite cute.

She stretched harder, but because she was so full from eating that she felt like her stomach would explode, she had to let go and chose not to stretch.

"You've eaten too much, senior sister. I just told you that you shouldn't add those twenty dumplings stuffed with mutton and celery." Bei Daochuan touched his head, and his usual plain tone showed a little more at this moment. A feeling of helplessness.

He never expected that Kasumigaoka Shiyu could eat so much, or was it just this time?

The two of them ordered a hundred dumplings, Kitajima River had thirty pork and green onion dumplings, Kasumigaoka Shiu had thirty leek dumplings, thirty mushroom dumplings, and a braised pig's trotters. That's it, in Kasumigaoka After Zhiqiu Shiyu finished eating, he ordered twenty dumplings stuffed with mutton and celery.

If Kasumigaoka Shiu leaned forward and wanted to kiss Kitajima River, Kitajima River would firmly reject her and completely reject her conjecture. The taste of chives, spicy vinegar and pig's trotters in her mouth would probably be enough. Kiss Bei Daochuan until he finds the trash can.

"I can't help it. I didn't expect it to be so delicious." Kasumigaoka Shiyu smiled helplessly, as if she felt that her appetite was indeed a bit exaggerated. She touched her head, but she didn't expect that she could actually eat it. so much.

"It's better not to talk so much." Kitajima's style changed, and he reached out to touch Kasumigaoka Shiyu's slightly bulging belly. His hoarse and low voice whispered softly in her ear, "How many months has it been? Madam?"

"you!!!"

For a moment, Kasumigaoka Shiyu's pretty face turned red with embarrassment, and she complained about Kitajima Chuan's unethical behavior of making fun of her.

But she did eat a little too much today, so much so that she didn't even have the strength to close her belly. She was so full.

Her belly was slightly swollen, and she really looked like a novice pregnant woman, and Kitajima Chuan's words about "Mrs." lingered in her ears for a long time. She looked like one day she would no longer be in the same joke scene as today. , but one day, Kitajima Chuan could really caress her belly gently, lean on her belly and listen to something, both of them had happy smiles in their eyes.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu really hopes that such a day will come.

"What are you thinking about?"

Seeing Kasumigaoka Shiyu walking, Kitajima was a little distracted. Kitajima Chuan stepped forward to hold her hand and asked.

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He felt that he was more and more accepting of his identity as Kasumigaoka Shiu's boyfriend. It seemed that having such a girlfriend was a pretty good feeling?

Kitajima always has such strange thoughts these days.