my girlfriend is bad lady

Chapter 313 313. Karuizawa in August (8)

After confirming that the lunch and dinner for this month will be cooked by the two wives, playing tennis with Che Watanabe becomes a very comfortable thing.

The ball that Che Watanabe hit was the kind of ball that can only be caught with a little effort.

Let them fully enjoy the satisfaction and feel of hitting the ball back.

Happy, full of slender legs, and full of scheming, they played for two and a half hours. At eleven o'clock, the five of them packed up their rackets and water bottles and returned to the villa.

"In New Year's Eve Shinsuke said Watanabe-kun is an all-round genius. I didn't think so at the time, but now I gradually realized it." Mrs. Yuki praised with a ruddy complexion and exhilaration after exercising.

"Where is there any all-round genius? I am only good at reading, sports, and music." Watanabe Che said.

"That's great." Mrs. Qing Ye said with a smile, "Go ride a horse another day, and then I will embarrass you."

"Mother," Kiyono Rin's temples were wet with sweat, and a strand of long hair was gracefully stuck to his fair face, "Student Watanabe said, you can just take it as a lie."

"Please pay attention to your wording, Kiyono-san. The image of honesty that I have cultivated for many years will be destroyed by you."

"What's Meiji's opinion?" Mrs. Yuki pressed her daughter's shoulders affectionately.

"No matter how much you favor him, it's hard to call him an honest person." This girl who likes to hold grudges.

"I agree." Kiyono Rin nodded.

"Can you two be a little bit more persistent? Don't suddenly seem to be reconciled when you are bullying me."

"Why don't you just be a bad guy, Watanabe-kun, and bully them both at the same time." Mrs. Kiyono smiled happily, flicking her delicate short hair happily.

"A good idea. For people like me, only if they unite can they have a little chance of defeating me."

"Who was it that I kicked to the bed, and crawled over to beg me pitifully?" Miki Yuki said with a smile in her tone.

"Who is it?" Watanabe Che asked the flying bird.

"I don't know who it is, but I stared at it, and just huddled there for a long time without saying a word."

"Maggie, if you edit it, you can still say it's half-truth, half-false, Kiyono-san, you"

Terrible, cold eyes.

Watanabe Che pretended to be nonchalant, whistling leisurely, "Jingle Bells".

"Hahaha." The ladies laughed happily.

Kiyono Rin covered her mouth, her clear eyes were stained with a smile.

Miki Yuki poked Watanabe's ass with a racket.

Watanabe Che jumped away, held the racket in a kendo posture, and shouted: "Come on!"

"Do you still dare to fight back?" Miki Yuki chased after Watanabe Che.

"Wrong! I was wrong! Sorry!"

The cuckoo's cry came from the forest, and unknown birds jumped up and down on the green branches.

The forest was dyed a reddish color, and Xiao Lian came back on her bicycle sweating profusely.

"We're back!"

She ran to the kitchen, struggled to pour a glass of water by herself, and gulped it down with her neck raised.

"Did you have fun today?" Watanabe Che put down the book in his hand.

"We've been on the golf course." Xiao Lian put down her water glass and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"Golf course?" Watanabe Che wondered.

"There is a wide road over there, and there are fewer people than other places. Are you practicing cycling over there?" In the last sentence, Mrs. Yuki asked Xiaolian.

"En!" Xiaolian nodded obediently.

"Ah!" Mrs. Kiyono suddenly held her forehead remorsefully, her posture was also very elegant, "I should play golf, maybe I can beat Watanabe-kun."

"Then you may lose even worse." Kiyono Rin said without raising his head.

"Watanabe-kun can even play golf?" Mrs. Kiyono said in disbelief.

"He can learn now."

"I don't believe it." Mrs. Kiyono rested her chin on her hand and said to Che Watanabe, "Mr. Watanabe, go play golf tomorrow."

"Whoever loses takes out the trash?"

"What a cruel Watanabe-kun, there are bats in Karuizawa at night." Mrs. Kiyono complained.

Xiao Lian put the cup away and ran to the dining table.

Watanabe Che opened the chair beside her for her, and she sat on it in a crawling posture.

"Ah Che, we have to be a supervisor tomorrow." She said while shaking her short legs, looking up at Che Watanabe.

"Those people haven't learned yet?" Watanabe Che helped her tidy her bangs.

"Yeah." Xiao Lian nodded first, and then said in a tone as if she had discovered a new world, "Ache, Ache, we saw an adult learning to ride a bicycle!"

"That brat Jiazhi must have laughed at those adults."

Xiao Lian stared round her eyes and asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

"I have clairvoyance."

"It's so powerful, clairvoyance is so powerful." Xiao Lian held her face and said intoxicated.

When Kiyono Rin turned the pages of the book, he raised his head and glanced at Che Watanabe.

Watanabe Che pretended not to see it.

"By the way," Xiaolian recovered from the power of Clairvoyance, "Jiazhi-chan said that she is a first-year student at Shengnv Elementary School."

"So I'm still a classmate." Che Watanabe nodded.

"Yeah." Xiao Lian's mood suddenly calmed down for some reason, "Next year we will not be the first-year students of Jianze Primary School, but the second-year students of Shengnv Primary School."

Watanabe patted her on the head.

In the next few days, after morning class with Kiyono Rin, Xiaolian pushed her children's bicycle and played with Kaori's children.

I sweat profusely from playing every day, and even come back dirty.

During dinner, the other five listened to her talk about the day's affairs.

Kaori is indeed familiar with every corner of Karuizawa, which forest has unicorns, what kind of birds are singing, which stream has fireflies—even Genji Hotaru, Heike Hotaru, even these are clear Chu.

On August [-]th, Kaoru Hayami, Aoi Kazuki, and Mai Horikita sent messages in turn, and the performance department was promoted smoothly.

"Even if I can't go to the whole country, at least I have something to do this summer." This was Che Watanabe's response.

The Kanto Institute of Higher Education Competition is on August 25th. After the competition is over, I pack up my frustrated mood and start school just in time.

"We will definitely advance!"

A few days later, Xiaolian's parents received a letter and called.

That afternoon, Xiao Lian stuffed more photos into the red mailbox.

The next day, Jiashiyuan also started the competition.

Xiaolian ran out to play;

The two wives were invited to another villa as guests, and one of the wives offered to give them delicious red wine;

Kiyono Rin is reading a book on the terrace;

Watanabe Che and Miki Yuki sat on the sofa to watch the opening ceremony.

Crowds of people, heat waves that distort the air, and almost all the audience in the camera are wearing sun hats, umbrellas and other sun protection tools.

The baseball players on the field were blinded by the sun one by one.

It's been a very hot summer.

When Kamikawa appeared on the stage, immediately behind the girl holding the crow badge was Uchida, who suffered from heat stroke in the regional finals, followed by [-] or [-] people including Osamu Kuni.

The crow school logo is printed all over the baseball uniform and baseball cap, which looks unique.

The camera moved away from Kamikawa, and Watanabe Che turned off the TV.

"What should I do next?" He put his hand on Yuuki Miki's skirt.

Miki Yuuki waved his hand away: "Go and get the canvas outside, Miss Ben will continue to teach you how to draw."

"Okay, Supervisor Miki." Che Watanabe stood up.

"With a real supervisor, you don't need to play teacher and student with me, right?" Miki Yuki sarcastically said.

"You're not my sister either."

"By the way, my sister also has ready-made ones."

"You are my forever sister."

The studio was used a few days ago, and it was full of the smell of paint.

There is a floor-to-ceiling window inside, and the beautiful natural scenery is outside the window.

On this bright morning, in the sunshine through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the decorations in the house reflected a thin layer of light.

Watching all this, Che Watanabe always felt that there was a gramophone from the past under a certain piece of white cloth.

Miki Yuki came in and helped with various small tools such as paints, brushes, and painting knives.

Watanabe took heavy or bulky tools such as easels, painting benches, painting umbrellas, and brush buckets.

The two of them were in front of the villa, drawing on Kiyono Rin who was reading on the terrace.

Kiyono Rin only glanced at them at the beginning—when they were arranging the easel—and treated them as if they didn't exist the rest of the time.

The wind at nine o'clock in Karuizawa is cool and pleasant, sitting on the drawing bench, basking in the warm sunshine.

The soft sunlight, passing through the gaps between the leaves, gently shines on the drawing board, Kiyono Rin's arm.

No matter how turbulent the outside world is, blood, passion, failure, sweat—whether it is wind instrument or Jiashien, they remain the same as before, simple, natural and happy.

The summer heat in Tokyo and Hyogo prefectures cannot reach the Karuizawa Plateau.

Near noon, the two wives came back with wine, and they were almost finished painting.

"Meiji's paintings can be exhibited in art museums." Mrs. Yuki praised.

"That is." Mrs. Kiyono became proud for some reason, obviously her daughter was the one on the balcony.

"Let me see Watanabe-kun's." Mrs. Yuki looked over, and then laughed.

"Watanabe-kun." It could be heard that she was trying to control her breathing, "Did Xiao Lin see your painting?"

"I'm an abstract artist, and I don't pay attention to appearance." Watanabe Che rinsed his paintbrush in the brush bucket, as if seasoning a barbecue.

"What do you value about Miki?" Mrs. Yuki asked again.

"Meiji is the only exception. I like her unparalleled beauty." Watanabe Che tapped the paintbrush on the brush bucket, like draining a mop.

"You are reasonable no matter what." Miki Yuki completed the final procedure of the painting.

She stood up and stretched her sedentary soft limbs.

Watanabe Che picked up the pen and wrote on the lower right corner of her painting:
"Painted by Watanabe Che in Karuizawa, the cicadas are constantly making noise, it seems like a forest fire."

Looking at it contentedly, he turned his head and asked the two wives and Miki Yuki: "How is it?"

Without waiting for the three of them to express their expressions, he said as if remembering: "By the way, there is still here."

In the lower right corner of that "abstract" painting, he wrote:
"Mihime Yuki was painted in Karuizawa, the wind is warm and the sun is warm, and the sound of cicadas is crisp."

"Satisfied." Watanabe Che said comfortably.

"So you are such a person." Yuuki Miki nodded.

"Smart people?" Watanabe Che asked.

"False people." Yuki Miki said.

"A vain man," Mrs. Yuuki added.

Watanabe Che looked at Mrs. Kiyono, waiting for her evaluation.

Mrs. Qingye was stunned by him, put her finger on her chin, and asked tentatively: "People who like to be scolded?"

"... Please respect the facts and stop talking nonsense."

Che Watanabe admired "his own painting" and couldn't help but nodded and said:

"I am the only person in the world who can draw Qing Ye Rin's lofty, fresh and natural temperament."

"There are quite a few art museums in Karuizawa. I'll take you to see them tomorrow. Don't embarrass my Yuki family." Mrs. Yuki really couldn't stand her son-in-law.

She took Watanabe Che's right hand and stuffed the wine into his palm.

"Just in the afternoon." Watanabe Che said.

"I'll take you for a horse ride in the afternoon." Mrs. Qing Ye also gave him the wine in her hand.

"Isn't this wine?" Watanabe Che looked at the wine that Mrs. Kiyono gave him in his left hand.

"Brandy." Mrs. Kiyono said in a comfortable and relaxed tone, "Cavados Apple Brandy. This wine tastes good and is suitable for women."

After eating at noon and taking a lunch break, the five of them went to the racecourse, which is not far from the golf course.

In the afternoon, many wealthy people were riding horses for a walk, and people from the royal family could also see them.

Before arriving at the racecourse, I saw someone riding through the forest on the road.

"Can you ride outside?" Watanabe Che asked curiously.

"Of course." Mrs. Kiyono said, "In Karuizawa, horses were the means of transportation for nobles and rich people."

"That's it." Watanabe Che became a little interested.

After arriving in Karuizawa, he knew that he wanted to ride a horse, so he learned some knowledge about horse riding.

There is special equestrianism, which is to ride in the field, exercise the tacit understanding between man and horse, and show various skills, such as barrel winding and so on.

There is also wild riding, letting the horse gallop freely.

Riding a horse on the prairie does not necessarily require high skill, and it is enough to temporarily sign up for a prairie riding class.

Watanabe Che was not interested in participating in the equestrian competition, so he was not very interested in coming to the racecourse at first, and only regarded it as a wealth of knowledge.

Now that I know that I am riding outside, my mood is finally a little higher.

When they arrived at the racecourse, they changed into uniforms, riding boots, a helmet, and a riding whip that was easy to whip.

The four are heroic and full of aristocratic air, and there is Watanabe Che, who looks very handsome and equally expensive, and everything suits him.

The four of them stared at him several times, and Watanabe Che also looked at them, which is mutual appreciation.

"Watanabe-kun," said Mrs. Kiyono, "this is the horse I prepared for you on your birthday, and it was specially transported from Tokyo."

Watanabe Che looked at the white horse in front of him.

The oily horse hide is like satin, rippling like water as the horse moves.

It is as tall as an adult from the hooves to the back, and the staff who lead it just reach the position of the horse's back.

The horse was watched by a group of people, and it seemed very disturbed. Occasionally, it raised its front hooves.

Seeing it, people will almost immediately think of the word "tall horse".

"It has the pedigree of Sharma and Ahal Teke horse." Mrs. Kiyono introduced.

Sharma is famous for his tallness, great strength, and sufficient endurance. He can pull a weight of 5 tons at his limit.

The so-called Akhal Teke horse has slender limbs, thin skin, light steps, great strength, fast speed, and strong endurance—so many advantages, it is naturally a bloody horse.

"The horse has been trained in circles and other methods, but no one rides it, so it still retains its wildness. Please be careful, young master." The staff who led the horse said.

"Can you conquer your own horse, Mr. Watanabe?" Mrs. Yuki asked after watching the excitement.

"Be careful." Kiyono Rin frowned nicely, "Don't fall to your death on such a tall horse."

"The way you care about people is as special as ever." With that said, Che Watanabe walked towards the horse.

As he approached, the horse became more and more restless, turning its head, and the staff had to work very hard to hold the rein.

When Che Watanabe approached and tried to take the rein from the staff, the horse suddenly raised its front hooves.

At that height, the hooves can really step on the sky of an adult.

"Be careful!" Yuuki Miki knew Watanabe Che's ability, but still couldn't help but speak.

"Scared me to death." Watanabe Che laughed.

The more he looked at the horse, the more handsome he felt.

He was not interested in sports cars, but only liked bumper cars, and suddenly he became interested in horses.

"Mr. Watanabe, let me find you a tame horse first, learn how to ride a horse first, and then deal with this horse." Mrs. Kiyono suggested.

"No need." Watanabe Che refused.

He wanted to touch the horse's neck, but the horse raised its front hooves sharply again.

Watanabe Che simply reached out his hand, caught it, and shook hands.

"It's powerful, and it's quite heavy." He said, letting go of his hand carefully, with an expression of worrying about breaking the horse.

The staff opened their mouths wide, pointed at the horse, pointed at Watanabe Che, and looked at the ladies, but finally they still didn't say anything.

900 kilograms, although it is only to lift the front hoof, but. .

Forget it, in the world of the rich, it's better not to know too much, what superpowers and genetic warriors are all played in movies like this.

Mrs. Yuki put her arms around her daughter's waist: "My daughter, are you okay?"

Yuuki Miki pushed her hand away in disgust, and said to Watanabe Che: "If you can tame it, hurry up."

"Of order." Watanabe Che said.

"Baby, be obedient. (Command)"

Ma sneezed, lowered his head, and rubbed Che Watanabe's cheek affectionately.

(End of this chapter)