Uncle Than Qigu is Forever Young

Well, Mrs. Miura is doing something wrong, Ms. Machida.

The shortcomings, or the shortcomings of Biqigu Liangping, have not been mentioned.

The idiot Yuanzi didn't even ask.

you ask? !

You don't ask me, it's not good to directly say bad things about others, right?Hikigu-kun is also an old friend.

Those seventeen or eighteen-year-old coquettish sluts will jump on the conditions mentioned above by Mr. Qigu alone.

If there are no deficiencies, it's her turn to pick and choose here.

This stupid kid is 31 years old, and he still doesn't have 13 in his heart.

How could this be an older young woman! !This is an older girl! !

Looking at the editor who didn't think to ask any more questions, Yasuo Miura shook his head slightly.

anyway.

Blind date, isn't it always like this.

The older you get, the better you will understand.

No nonsense.

If it doesn't work at that time, even if you know more friends, there is no harm.

Having said that, House Miura hasn't seen Ryohei Hikigu for several months, and the three of them have known each other since high school.

Looking at his recent photos, he is in good spirits, he probably got out of the marriage.

Ms. Machida looked at the photo of Hikigaya Ryohei and nodded frequently.

To be honest, she is quite satisfied with Bi Qigu Liangping's appearance, even a little higher than expected (after all, she is more down-to-earth now, and her requirements are getting lower and lower).

His face wasn't very handsome, but he wasn't bad either. He was a bit bookish, and his temperament was quite gentle.

Anyway, see you first!

"Please! Miss Miura! Can you set a time for me?"

Ms. Machida bent her slender legs wrapped in black silk, knelt on the sofa, and bowed reverently to Mrs. Miura who was still wearing an apron.

"Don't let other people dove like you did before?" It's not the first time to host a blind date for her.

"Absolutely not. I will kill two pigeons to sacrifice the flag tomorrow. I, Machida Sonoko, must get married before the age of 32!" Ms. Machida's delicate face showed a murderous look, and her right hand turned into a knife and cut it down fiercely. beheading pose.

Miura House didn't quite understand what Machida was talking about, but he seemed to be full of fighting spirit.

"Okay, I'll ask Gongsan the day after tomorrow. This weekend should be fine. You should make preparations first. Mr. Biqigu is also a good friend of Gongsan and me. When the time comes, we will treat it like an ordinary family gathering, okay?"

"It's okay... wait a minute, I'll take the phone!" Ms. Machida was satisfied with the arrangement of the sister next door. For the first time, her face showed a leisurely fascination for the blind date, but she was immediately caught by the phone in her pocket. The shock woke up.

"Hey, didn't you say you turned off your phone! How many times have you said that work and life should be separated." Miura House frowned and complained.

"Got it, got it. The cell phone for contacting family members is turned off. This is the work cell phone. This is a call from Teacher Xia Shizi. I will answer it soon."

Machida Sonoko had just confirmed a blind date, and although she didn't give a damn, she had already reverted to her old ways.

So, the failure to get married is not all due to bad luck and blind men.

The competent female editor did not shy away, and directly connected to the mobile phone in front of Miura's house.

"Hello, Mr. Xia Shizi? Are you the one who finally finished the draft? Uh, you have a courier to send to the publishing house tomorrow? Can I sign for it for you? Okay, okay! It's okay, let's talk about your deadline... Are you writing? You said the same thing last time, right?"

A few minutes later, Machida Sonoko hung up the phone resentfully.

"I'm writing, I'm writing, and I'm writing if I ask. Do you think all of us editors are fools?"

Machida-san turned her head and saw House Miura, who was crossing her chest and looking a little angry.

"Yuanzi, why can't you get married? It seems that I have no consciousness at all..."

Machida-san felt a headache, why Miura-san always looks like an old lady sometimes.

Such a state cannot be refuted at all, in short, bow your head first.

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It's Friday again, and the students start whispering to each other about what to play tomorrow.

Although the news is always bad in the economic field, the world is still as peaceful as it has been for a hundred years.

"Really, always catch me working overtime!"

On Friday afternoon, Teacher Shizuka Hiratsuka happened to have no class, so she planned to leave work early and go to a bar far away for a drink.

"Mr. Hiratsuka, this is the feedback notification form for the applicants who came to our school. Please notify them of the results one by one by phone. Be careful to speak in a polite and easy-going manner."

Is such that.

The beautiful teacher has been on the phone for two hours in the staff office.

I drank all the water glasses, and I didn't feel so tired during the lecture.

"It's almost over, it's finally almost over, only history is left."