Zongman: Starting from punching in to get Little Doraemon

“What about my clothes?”

Looking at herself in the mirror, Miwako Sato suddenly found that the clothes on her body turned into a set of pajamas, which made her pupils tremble slightly.

With her drunken state yesterday, it is impossible to change it herself!

That is to say, is it the pajamas that Kitahara changed for himself yesterday night?

Doesn’t that mean —

“Myself… I was seen by Kitahara! ”

Thinking of this, Miwako Sato couldn’t help but whisper, staring at herself in the mirror with stunned eyes.

Knock knock~

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door in her ears.

“Miwako, come out for breakfast.”

Kitahara’s voice came into her ears through the door.

Hearing his voice, Miwako Sato subconsciously bit her lower lip, and replied with a trembling voice: “I, I know, right away!” ”

“Then I’ll wait for you in the living room.”

Listening to the footsteps fading away outside the door, she was slightly relieved.

What the hell are you nervous about, obviously I was mentally prepared yesterday in the evening…

Thinking of this, Miwako Sato took a deep breath, then hung the towel aside, pushed the door and walked out.

Following the corridor, she quickly found the living room that Kitahara said.

Looking at the huge living room with luxurious decoration in front of him, a hint of surprise flashed in Miwako Sato’s eyes.

Although she knew that Kitahara lived in the rich area of Erchome, she did not expect it to be such a large luxury villa.

After a little observation, Miwako Sato came to the table and sat down, her purple eyes looking at the rich breakfast on the table with some surprise.

“I didn’t know what you liked to eat, so I made more according to my preferences.” Kitahara placed the bacon sandwich in his hand in front of her, and said with a light look at the corner of his mouth.

“But there are so many, the two of us can’t finish eating, right~?”

Miwako Sato couldn’t help but ask sideways.

With so much breakfast, even four people may not be able to eat it all.

“Don’t worry, there is no need to worry about this kind of thing.”

Kitahara handed her a pair of chopsticks and said with a chuckle.

Anyway, there is still a Doraemon at home, and I am not afraid that I will not finish eating.

And he remembers that Miwako’s rice is still quite large, especially the last time he ate ramen, he saw it once.

“Delicious!”

Miwako Sato picked up a piece of grilled salmon and put it in her mouth, and the taste from her mouth made her purple eyes light up.

It’s no exaggeration to say that this is the best grilled salmon she’s ever eaten.

“If you like it.”

Kitahara took a sip of the hot tea in his cup and looked at her with his cheeks propped up.

Now Miwako Sato is still wearing the wide pajamas, and when you look at him, you can see the other party’s delicate collarbone and looming white shoulders.

“Don’t stare at me like that… By the way, did you change my pajamas? ”

Sensing the undisguised gaze from the other side, Miwako Sato reached out and tugged at her collar, and then asked with half-squinted eyes.

“I changed it.” Kitahara nodded and explained with a raised eyebrow, “Because your clothes are already full of the smell of alcohol, considering that you still have to go to work today, I will help you wash it.” ”

“It’s almost dry by now.”

“So… You saw it all, right? ”

Miwako Sato bit her chopsticks and lowered her head and whispered to him.

“See.”

Kitahara did not hide it and answered directly and truthfully.

If you say that you haven’t seen it, it’s a lie to think; After all, Miwako Sato is now wearing only one pajamas, and nothing else.

“This way.”

Miwako Sato nodded slightly, and then continued to enjoy the rich breakfast in front of her.

Just look at it, anyway, her relationship with Kitahara has long been unclear.

If it weren’t for her sudden drunken fall asleep yesterday evening, I am afraid that she and Kitahara would not have to go to work in the Metropolitan Police Department today.

“Want a cup of black tea?”

Seeing her reaction, Kitahara couldn’t help but laugh.

It seems that Miwako has no intention of resisting her actions at all.

“Trouble bring me a drink.”

Miwako Sato took a small bite of the bacon sandwich, then nodded and said.

Her little mouth has been stuffed with a lot of food, and she looks like a little hamster, making people want to poke her bulging cheek.

“Eat slowly, there’s still an hour before work.”

Kitahara poured a cup of black tea and handed it to her, reminding her softly.

One more hour?

Miwako Sato subconsciously wanted to take a look at the watch on her hand, but found that the white and tender wrist was empty.

Kitahara actually took off her watch?

“What did you have for breakfast today?”

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind Miwako Sato, and she subconsciously turned her head to look, and instantly froze in her seat.

This is…… Talking dolls?

Looking at Doraemon who came over with a yawn, Miwako Sato slowly widened her eyes, and then immediately turned her head to look at Kitahara who was drinking tea.

“Dorae, it’s a cat-type parenting robot.”

Noticing her gaze, Kitahara explained.

“Ah—you’re Mon’s boss!” Dora-A also spotted Miwako Sato sitting at the dining table, and it smiled and said hello, “Hello, I’m Dora, nice to meet you!” ”

“Ah, you… Hello, I’m Miwako Sato. ”

Miwako Sato nodded subconsciously, and a flash of surprise flashed in her purple eyes.

She had never heard of such an intelligent robot on the market!

“Okay, I’ll explain it to you later, let’s eat first.”

Kitahara said softly.

“Well, I see.”

Miwako Sato suppressed the doubts in her heart and nodded gently.

“Breakfast is really rich today!”

Doraa sat next to Kitahara Mon, looking at the rich breakfast on the table, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

It had been a long time since it had seen Kitahara Shō cook so many dishes for breakfast.

“I’m moving!”

After a little talk, Doraemon picked up the bowl and chopsticks and enjoyed today’s breakfast.

Looking at this scene in front of him, the corners of Beiyuan Xun’s mouth couldn’t help but rise.

“It’s really a sense of family!”