His heart moved, is this aunt trying to match him and her daughter?

But in the next second, he cut off the idea—wake up, Hikigu Hachiman!How could a mother introduce her daughter to a weird boy like you!

This is an illusion!illusion!

Miura's house was talking and suddenly a little worried, afraid that if Liangping didn't like his daughter-in-law to be older than his son, it would be unbeautiful.

However, after sneaking a few glances at his friend, he found that Liangping's expression had not changed, and he seemed to be very satisfied with Yumiko, so he let out a sigh of relief.

In fact, the Miura house really has a little bit of inferiority in front of Hikigu Ryohei from the bottom of his heart.

It's like facing a really good friend. Seeing this friend is getting better and better, I am happy for him from the bottom of my heart, but out of human nature, there will also be a sense of gap.

After being admitted to a prestigious school from Biqigu Liangping, it was like this.

For the first year, Liangping always went back to Chiba's house to live with his younger sister during holidays, and would find Gongsan and her to play with. Neither Liangping nor Gongsan felt that there was any problem.

In addition to studying, Liangping will still play with Gongsan until late at night as before.

Later, the house secretly said to Gongsan, "Liangping is not the same person as us anymore, he should spend more time in more useful places, and don't bother him too often in the future!"

Later, slowly, everyone formed their own families and started their own new lives. Although they got together every year these years, it was a bit dull.

After knowing that Liangping returned to Chiba because of the heavy blow, although the house was quite uncomfortable, but seeing that Liangping himself quickly walked out of the shadows, and the life was prosperous, I also felt that it was not bad. !

We can see each other often again, and we can also try to be in-laws, how great it is.

Even though Liangping's new business is still in its infancy, Miura House firmly believes that if his daughter becomes Liangping's daughter-in-law, it will definitely not suffer.

To be a bit of a philistine is to buy a potential stock.

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After the meal, the elated Miura house remembered that he asked Liangping to come over for a light meal, and he had other things to ask him.

When she sent Hikigu's family out, she deliberately left Hikigu Ryohei behind to talk.

The young woman suddenly became angry, and said coldly: "Hey, I heard that you have a new girlfriend recently? You are also from Chiba? Do I know you? I want to check for you right now. What is it called Hong?" Ban Zhuyin? This name is a bit strange!"

"Who?" Liang Ping looked blank, I have a girlfriend... why didn't I know?

"Huh? It seems to be a rumor. If I didn't say it, you can go home."

Miura House stared at Ryohei's ordinary face, seeing his expression, he immediately understood that there was really no such thing.

Based on the friendship we have had since we were students, she still has confidence in this bit of knowledge.

"Who did you listen to?"

Liang Ping couldn't help asking.

Of course Miura House would not say that his daughter was just talking nonsense.

"Occasionally, I heard from the neighbors in the neighborhood. Don't worry about it. After all, Chiba is a small place, and all small places are like this." Miura house waved his hand.

"It's too idle..." Hikigu Liangping couldn't help complaining, it was a groundless rumor!I have never heard of this "Hongsaka Zhuyin".

If it gets more and more outrageous, how can I ask for a wife in the future?

Go back and report to Daisuke!

This is spreading rumors!

Chapter 160 This Makoto Ito has something!

"Why are you here? Are you still sitting in front of my house? What does this look like? What will your neighbors think when they see your face?"

When Liangping returned home with a small group of children, he saw Ito Makoto basking in the sun with his arms folded at the door of his house, leaning against the wall, drowsy, with a haw on the corner of his mouth.

As soon as Ito Makoto narrowed his eyes, he heard Hikigani Ryohei questioning with dissatisfaction.

He didn't care, he patted his butt and stood up and said, "Didn't I forget to leave your phone number last time, I just remember this address."

Then he waved at the two cute little girls behind Liangping in a kind gesture, showing a big smile, and only after he gave up did he feel that he had committed a bad habit, which didn't seem very good.

The little girls were terrified.

He immediately glanced at Biqigu Liangping nervously, and found that the other party didn't seem to care much, so he was relieved.

Makoto Ito immediately picked up a lot of ingredients from behind, "I bought a lot of things, including pork! I won't eat you for nothing, you have to show your skills for dinner. Don't say it, the Chinese food you cook is real Real."

"Uh, you're here for dinner... Pork? All right, bring it in!"

Ryohei turned the key to open the door, and said to Ito Makoto speechlessly.

He always gives people an unreliable attitude, although Liang Ping also knows that this guy is actually quite reliable, if he is not reliable, he can't continue to help so many terminally ill patients.

Komachi and Akino were a little scared. The people my father and uncle knew were generally normal, but this Uncle Makoto Ito... didn't look like a good person.

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It was still early for dinner, and after entering the house, the children in Liangping all consciously went back to the house to study and study.

The living room with only two big men was quite deserted.

Makoto Ito picked up the newspaper that Liangping put on the coffee table, which the latter bought on the way back, and reading newspapers has become a habit.

"Are you still reading newspapers? What's so interesting about these things? They're all messy things that go back and forth. You don't mean to rent a house too, so fuck Nagata-cho?"

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