Life is on me [Comprehensive]

"Miss Rin, are you alright?"

"Ok?"

Just now, when I saw this elegant young lady... When Madam communicated with others with ease, Ito Chizuru finally got some leisure time. Ito Chizuru stepped forward, only then saw her clear golden eyes looking at him, with a smile on her face. With a social smile that has not yet been suppressed.

"I haven't seen you at any banquet before, and I was a little worried, but I didn't expect..."

"Thank you Miss Ito for your concern, but personally...it's a good thing that I haven't met me in the past." Seeing Ito Chizuru say this, Rin narrowed his eyes and said half-jokingly, "In every sense .”

After all, she is either "at work" or "on her way to work."

Ito Chizuru: "Huh?"

"cold."

As soon as the red-haired young man turned his head, he saw his wife with the woman in the coffee shop before, and instantly recalled the not-so-good past time, and walked over after dealing with the people next to him.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, have you finished your work?" Rin raised her eyebrows when she saw him coming over suddenly. Based on her calculations, he had to be patient and chat with the entrepreneur next to him.

Nakahara also glanced sideways at Chizuru Ito: "There's nothing to talk about, Hirotsu can handle it too."

It's the momentum to drive people away.

However, Ito Chizuru actually just found a good opportunity to chat with Rin, and she was a little reluctant to such a bright posture, and there was inevitably a bit of resentment in her lowered eyes, and she sneered at the machismo in her heart, but at the same time she felt sorry for Rin. .

Rin (mind-reading status ing): Hmm... just pretend not to know.

This is the... third time around Christmas?It was the fourth banquet, I don't remember.

It's just that Nakahara Nakaya wanted to take care of her at first, but he was shocked when he saw her smile skillfully after Ozaki Koyo patted her on the shoulder, as if she had activated some social skills.

When he was in the United States before, he knew that Rin knew something, or learned some of it later, but...Nakahara didn't know that she knew even the business meetings of this kind of corporate organization.

When returning home, Nakahara was silent for a while and then asked about this.

"you…"

However, Rin, who hadn't had time to put on the suppressor, already knew what he wanted to ask, and immediately replied: "I've watched too many TV shows, and I've seen a lot of them as a waiter when I was working part-time in the United States, so I know a little bit about it." .”

Been a waiter once or twice, for work.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Can it still be like this?are you serious

Although it feels that nothing is right, and she must not have a basic level of knowledge just now, this can already be said to be quite excellent, but he couldn't find any rebuttals at once, until Lin Liang knocked on the car with his eyes wide open. window glass.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stepped on the brakes immediately: "What?"

"I saw the small Christmas tree I wanted before, and I want to buy that—" Rin put his hands on the car window like a child who saw candy, turned his head and smiled and said to Nakahara Chuya, fingers still A piece was wiped off the foggy car glass at night, pointing to a boutique on the side of the road.

There is no one in Zhongyuan who should not answer her, and waved at her: "If you want to buy it, go ahead, do you need me to help you?"

Rin turned sideways, leaned over with his hands on the cushion and kissed him on the face, before he could react and opened his eyes, he quickly said: "No, I'm very small, I'll be right there, Mr. Zhongyuan wait for me. "Then he opened the car door without saying a word, stepped on high heels and ran quickly to the nearby store.

Nakahara put his hand on the place she just rubbed against, narrowed his eyes subtly, and silently blushed his ears.

As for the confusion and doubt just now, they have dissipated unconsciously.

Rin's speed is not slow, but it takes time for the clerk to pick up the goods, so she waits inside.

Nakahara Nakaya supported his chin with his hands, and looked at the direction Rin was walking. She was dressed in a high dress that just came out of the banquet, as if she was not afraid of the cold in the deep winter, and he moved so fast that he didn't even have time to let her put on another dress... …

You must know that at this time, even those JKs who wear short skirts all year round will be forced to wear coats and scarves due to life. She is fine, her collarbone, shoulders and legs are all exposed, like a normal person, shaking without shaking.

——I underestimated her.

If she catches a cold later, she will suffer, huh.

The air conditioner in the car was running well, but a figure suddenly appeared next to him. Nakahara Chuya's face was not very good. It is probably not good to disturb him at this time... He lowered the window and glanced fiercely come.

"What?"

The traffic policeman on duty in cold weather trembled: "...that is, even at night, parking on the side of the road..." He stuttered.

He knows the owner of the car, and he prefers expensive motorcycles to private cars and sports cars, and the red-haired young man who flies eight hundred miles away without saying a word.

Looking slender and light (euphemistic), but actually irritable and tempered than anyone else, one of the top executives in Yokohama.

"I'll wait for someone, let's go right away." Zhong Yuanzhong also waved his hand to signal the little traffic policeman not to bother him, and turned around just in time to see Rin running towards this side holding a packed box about half a meter in length.

"I've been waiting for a long time——huh? Mr. Police? What's wrong?" Rin stuffed the box in his arms into the back seat, then raised his head to see an obvious policeman standing by the window of Chuya Nakahara, and was stunned for a moment. , tilted his head and asked, with a pure expression and a clean appearance, just like a modern innocent girl who was kidnapped and lost her footing.

"It's cold outside, come in quickly, don't cry and tell me not to go to the hospital if you catch a cold." Zhong Yuan frowned.

The traffic policeman laughed and rubbed his forehead: "It's okay, it's okay... let's go quickly, pay attention to traffic safety."

"Ah, I'm sorry to trouble your work." Rin knew what was going on at a glance, bowed slightly, and then Nakahara Nakaya, who was almost halfway up to her side, raised his hand Pulling his waist, he was pulled and pressed into position abruptly.

"How dare you do this with so little on?" His face turned dark.

Rin sighed: "Really, I know."

A few drops of sweat dripped from the back of Mr. Traffic Police's head.

The weather is so cold, why is this pot of dog food so fresh, so hot, so caught off guard, it hurts his eyes and brain... Ah, even Mr. Zhong Yuan, a Hong Kong black cadre who is rumored to be not close to women, gave in (?), or Such a type of heroine in idol dramas, TV dramas do not deceive him...

cold:?

The little white flower heroine and her?The style of painting seems to be a bit different, but she is not going to smash Mr. Traffic Police's fantasy.

And Zhongyuanzhong also stepped on the gas pedal very quickly.

The house is always warm, so Rin took out the small Christmas tree she bought, struggled with where to put it for a while, and finally thought about putting it in her own room.

There is no problem with this behavior in essence. Although the family is big, Zhong Yuanzhong will not think of interfering with how she wants to arrange the things she bought, and has adopted an absolutely laissez-faire attitude.

But it is such excessive (?) tolerance that forms a very serious (in his eyes) problem.

Rin was very satisfied and placed the exquisite little Christmas tree not far from her bed. The appropriate size made her no longer have to worry about how to deal with Christmas in the past, because it was already well decorated and there was no need to No matter how much she puts her mind into it... she is always lazy.

"Mr. Nakahara, I want to sleep in my room today."

"Huh? Uh... um? Wait? What do you mean? What do you mean by going back to your room? You want to be assigned?"

Obviously nothing happened, today was spent in harmony as in the past. Nakahara Nakahara opened his eyes wide open when he was resting on the sofa, propped up and sat up, his blue eyes stared straight stared at Rin.

However, he didn't get half a message from Rin's calm and casual expression.

"What's wrong with you?"

"No." Rin blinked.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also really puzzled: "Then why the house allocation?"

Rin: "Because I want to sleep next to the Christmas tree today."

"...Then just put the Christmas tree over here." Nakahara Zhong also frowned, he never thought it would be the reason for being mentally handicapped, just looking at Rin's sincere expression, thinking that she really thought so, he couldn't help Another headache.

It was the same before, her answers sometimes caught him by surprise, and sometimes he was disturbed.

"That Christmas tree is just right in my room. It feels a bit disharmonious if it is placed there. I don't think so."

...Where can't it work? !

"Over there? You said that? Isn't it our room?" Zhongyuan Zhong also deliberately emphasized the sound before the attributive, with a sullen face, then raised his finger and pointed in her direction, questioning, "Besides, I can't compare a tree?!"

"Hmm..." Rin frowned, lost in thought.

Why did he compare himself with a tree?Or a fake tree?

Central Plains is also unbelievable.

"I still think about it?!"

"That's not the case, I don't mean anything else, it's just a whim." Rin nodded his chin, as if turning a blind eye to Nakahara Chuya's annoyance, "But can't Mr. Nakahara come to my room? Venue? Something new?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also speechless.

What, what's new.

……

Of course, Mr. Nakahara complied with Rin in the end.

If he continues to be so blindly tolerant, he doesn't know where his bottom line is.

Zhong Yuanzhong was helpless, but Rin looked so happy that he was heartless, besides knowing how to hold him, kiss him and rub Shun Shun's hair, his movements were unbelievably proficient.

The only exception is probably when Rin went to take a shower, Nakahara also wanted to find the door and window remote control, but he opened the first-floor cabinet next to the bed, and saw some basic pens, paper and a few painting utensils.

By the way, she draws... Although she doesn't draw much, she would like Nakahara Chuya to be a model by herself on a whim.

Just never showed him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly became interested, and he didn't know where the premonition and impetus came from, so he opened the second drawer directly.

Sure enough, there was almost a stack of papers in it, and it was not like the white papers in the small basket hanging by the marble table in the living room. These more or less had very slight traces of flipping through, almost every one of them had handwriting.

Sometimes it’s just a silhouette, even with a few simple strokes, it can barely be seen that it is a lamp, a table decoration, or more of a human figure that is quickly drawn with a pencil.

...a very familiar figure.

He flipped through the papers one by one, no matter the posture, when the proportion of each human figure hardly changed, he was already clearly aware of this fact.

The top few sheets seem to be used by familiar techniques, and the handwriting becomes more delicate as you go down, as if you have finally picked up this skill.

Right down to the creases of the clothes, people's movements and demeanor are all refined to the extreme that can be achieved on draft paper.

Nakahara Chuya himself began to doubt when he saw it, had he ever done this kind of action, had he ever shown such... such an expression?

Um... yes, yes?He didn't even notice that the uncontrollable red began to spread upwards from his neck.

The bathroom door opened suddenly.

Rin wiped her hair with a towel, she raised her eyes, the golden color was still misty, as if she had almost fallen asleep in the bathroom, she walked out softly, her bare feet stepped on the blanket, and left Steamy bathroom.

Then, she met Chuya Nakahara's eyes.

Something doesn't seem right.

His eyes flicked slightly, and he saw what he was holding in his hand.

cold:"………"?

“…………………………”? ! !

Her hand wiping her hair stopped suddenly, and the air seemed to freeze.

There was a dead silence in the room for a moment.

can not breath.