If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

The two groups of cute little cheeses were exposed to the air and swayed from side to side with their movements. The flat and clean belly and the few strands of hair that broke into the field of vision showed that this girl was naked as beautiful women and her daughter used to be in the past. Naked and put on a nightdress without any underwear.

"mom!"

Cheers without much ups and downs came from the side, and the small body plunged into her arms.

"Mom, why did you come back early?"

The white palm caressed the back of her daughter's head: "A colleague happened to go to the company to have something to do, so he stared at it for me, and I came back first."

As she spoke, she turned her head to look at the blond girl beside the bed, and gently took off the pretty straw hat on her head: "Are you... Ye Jian Bo Dong?"

Ye Jian put the folded quilt aside, stood up straight and bowed politely: "Yes, hello auntie, I'm a friend who stayed in the United States."

"Well, hello." The beautiful woman's voice was unhurried, and the moderate speed of speech made people feel very gentle: "Introduce myself, my name is Tsurumi Nami, I am the mother who stayed in the United States, and I am also a Mane Bunko. The leader of the publicity planning team, I didn't expect to meet you again at home, I thought I would meet you at the company."

Ye Jian was sluggish for a moment, and the green and clear eyes were confused: "Are you... the head of the publicity and planning team of Manhui Library?"

Nanami smiled affirmatively, her voice as young as she looked: "That's right, all the promotional activities about you and your light novel are planned and organized by me."

Ye Jian finally reflected: "That is to say, those slogans such as [Gao Jie の noble son Ye Jian Bo Dong] [Blonde の indifferent walker] [Through the Starry Sky の Galaxy Beautiful Boy] on the official website are all you... come up with. ?"

"Oh, that's not all." Nanami tapped her chin with her fingertips very girlishly, and looked up at the ceiling slightly to make a memory: "The members of our group basically come up with words like this, and so do I. I can't remember which ones were written by me and which ones were written by my team members."

Hehe, it turns out that you are the culprit behind my embarrassing attacks...

Ye Jian's index finger quietly scratched his thigh through the nightgown to suppress some of his impulses: "Auntie, can we change some slogans, these descriptions are too embarrassing."

Nanami and Rumi have big black eyes that are [-]% similar, blinking mischievously, and the curvature of the corners of the mouth is not reduced: "No~ Although these descriptions sound embarrassing to us, they have a high degree of recognition among the public. After investigation. And you didn't live up to these descriptions at all...except that you are actually a girl."

Nanami, who didn't look like she had given birth at all, first smiled at Rumi, who looked up at her in her arms - the little girl's puzzled eyes were filled with: Why did Mom and Bo Dong seem to be chatting happily? Can't understand something?Obviously, no matter where it comes from, it's me first - then I turned my head and continued to meet at night and said: "But don't worry, since you usually dress in men's clothes, it means that you don't want others to know your real gender, then I don't. The secret will be revealed."

What else can I say that night: "Thank you auntie."

Nanami showed a demure girl-like clean smile: "You're too polite, in fact, it's me who wants to say thank you. Last time, thanks to you, you saved Liu Mei from an idiot."

Ye Jian shook his head slightly: "No thanks, it should be."

At this time, Liu Mei, who was hugging her mother's waist, finally couldn't help but ask: "Mom, did you know Bo Dong before?"

Su hand stroked the little girl's little head covered with long black hair: "It's not an acquaintance, you two change clothes first and I'll explain to you that wearing only one nightdress is easy to catch cold, and the temperature in the morning is still relatively low. "

Gentle words that fully fit the identity of a mother came from the mouth of a beautiful woman who seemed to be in her 20s.

It looks quite evocative.

The beautiful blonde girl with a reserved gaze under her slightly restrained eyelids thought with great interest in her heart.

091 Tsurumi Nami is not mature ([-])

"See you at night, aren't your clothes dirty? I'll find you two of my clothes and put them on first."

Nanami greeted Yomi and came out of Rumi's bedroom, and turned into her adjacent bedroom.

The blonde girl looked around curiously and found that there was no difference in the size and layout of the two bedrooms. The sunlight coming in from the window looked bright and bright. The most notable difference was the smell of the owner of the bedroom.

They are all the same kind of fragrance, but the ones in the Meimei room are more immature, while the ones in Nanami's room are a little more refreshing.

Plain white hands opened the closet, and the clothes hanging in it were revealed in front of the night with a faint fragrance.

Most of them are long skirts, which can cover below the knees like the one on Nanami at this time.

"Let's pick one."

Nanami, who was a little thin, looked at Ye Jian with a smile on her face, and opened her arms to show the long skirt in the big closet, looking very lively.

Madam, are you so cute...

Is this someone else's mother?

Ye Jian resisted the urge to scratch his cheeks, and opened his eyes to observe the clothes in the closet.

It's all skirts...

"Auntie, do you have any pants?"

Nanami raised her eyebrows cutely, and raised her voice: "Of course... no~ Do you think I look like someone who can wear pants?"

"Oh, it really doesn't look like it."

Ye Jian followed the words and gave the expected answer, but in fact he didn't think so at all.

To be honest, it’s only been a few minutes since I met you, and you have already shown very different personalities, such as being dignified, youthful, naughty, and demure. How can I judge your dressing style…

Ye Jian was a little embarrassed to look at these long dresses one by one. They are really beautiful, and they also have different styles from the detail design to the pattern.

The dignified and mature style, the youthful girl style, and the literary lady style have everything, but there is no galaxy style.

It's a dress after all.

"Hey, it looks like your child never wears a skirt. It's so hard to choose, why don't I choose one for you."

The wife on the side really couldn't stand it anymore, interrupting Ye Jian's observation that seemed to be fruitless.

Ye Jian heard the words and turned to look at Nanami, the fringed hair tips swaying in the air.The wife said "you child" with her appearance and young voice that was no older than Ye Jian, which made Ye Jian feel a little novel.

It's like doing some kind of play.

He stabilized his mind: "Okay, please choose a simpler one for me."