After drawing Zhongye SSR

Maki spent 5 minutes in the room taking a fighting shower, and then came out of the bathroom wiping her wet hair.

The mobile phone that has just been charged keeps making a "tick-tick" prompt sound.

Maki picked up the phone and unlocked it, and the news of LINE jumped out instantly.

Although it was early morning on the weekend, the class was very lively.

Everyone looked very excited.

Fujiwara Saki's engagement banquet invited everyone in the class—to be precise, most of the business department were on her invitation list.

[Yoshino: If I had known yesterday, I wouldn’t have joined in the fun during the entertainment, I’m still suffering from muscle pain qwq]

【Yuan Glasses: You're too embarrassed to complain, but the big sister's head is all right, right?I was so tired yesterday and I have to get up early today @真基】

Maki picked up the phone with one hand, and replied: 【I don't have a big problem. 】

She looked up at the clock, and it was ten past seven—the transport truck would arrive at the gate of the villa at eight o'clock sharp, that is to say, Maki still had five or ten minutes to make herself presentable to others.

Fortunately, Maki didn't need to pick clothes - the dress was a simple style that Fujiwara Saki lent her a few days ago, a goose yellow silk dress, with her fair face and beautiful brown hair, it should look good.

Maki quickly dried her hair, then braided herself a not-so-complicated hairstyle, and put on a skirt——I didn’t have time to do complicated makeup, so I simply put on a base makeup and drew a picture of the earth Eyeshadow, followed by blush and lip gloss.

Fortunately, her body is only in her teens, and her face is covered with collagen, so even if she didn't sleep well the night before, she won't be haggard.

Maki opened the curtains.

At 55:[-], the transport vehicle had already stopped outside the door.

She walked out the door holding up her skirt.

Akutagawa Gin and Higuchi Ichiyo seemed to have left, and Chuya was standing by the dining table, holding a pot of freshly brewed Americano coffee.

He raised his head and saw Maki walking down the stairs slowly.

The fabric of the goose yellow skirt is soft, making the girl's complexion more pink.Her hair, which was usually pulled into twin ponytails, was now braided in a loose braid, hanging loosely to one side.

He stared blankly for a moment before remembering what was in his hand.

Nakaya raised the coffee pot and motioned to Maki, "Come on?"

Maki nodded.

While she was drinking coffee, Chuya took the initiative to help her transport all the roses and candles down the stairs.

Maki held the cup and asked the people from the transportation company outside to come in to carry the roses.

She noticed that Nakaya was looking at her strangely, and tilted her head towards him suspiciously.

Chuya: "When will you be back?"

Maki: "Tonight——I'm going to visit Xiongying later."

Chuya: "Do you want me to pick you up?"

Maki: "I'll just take the train."

She put down the glass, and all the roses had been moved.

Chuya looked a bit worried, Maki tidied her hair and said relaxedly: "Don't worry, Mr. Chuya——I'm not a child anymore."

After that, he went out the door.

Zhong also stared at her back and shook his head.

A word came out of his mouth without a sound.

"Little girl."

*****

Gao Fajiao and Fujiwara Shahi randomly picked out one, both of whom are well-known sons and daughters in Japanese high society.

Then the combination of these two is even more incredible-the engagement banquet directly chose the largest banquet hall in the most luxurious hotel in Tokyo. Even car blinds call the big brands with their names—and at first glance, they are the most expensive of these big brands.

The driver of the transport truck next to him let out a "huh": "Rich man—Miss, is it okay for you to come with us? Will people look at you or something?"

He couldn't quite understand why Maki would give them a ride, although she said it was to save time - but it still seemed a little strange.

Maki got out of the car with her skirt in her hand, took out her mobile phone and dialed Fujiwara Saki, and said to him indifferently: "It's okay, after all, I'm a handyman today."

The driver shook his head and said with a smile, "Are you kidding me?"

He is not blind—the lady in front of me is probably from somewhere, and she lives in the most expensive land in Yokohama. Judging by her temperament and the clothes she is wearing, it is obvious that she is not a child from an ordinary family.

Maki is noncommittal.

She really wasn't joking—Maki was very clear about her position today, that is, to deliver things and then eat and drink.

Not long after she hung up the phone, Fujiwara Saki ran over. The usually proud young lady looked a little shy, her face was flushed.

Maki took a look at her and said, "You look beautiful today."

Fujiwara Saki smiled nervously, and then took a few deep breaths before finally calming down: "Just bring the roses in, and someone will take care of them."

Maki glanced at his watch: "Is the official start at 10:30? The time is still a bit tight."

Fujiwara Saki: "My housekeeper will take care of it—you go in with me first, talk about something, none of those guys have arrived yet, I'm about to die of suffocation."

Maki originally wanted to stay and help.

Seeing this, he only agreed, but he still held a large bouquet of tied roses in his hand.

Fujiwara Saki looked at her suspiciously, and Maki saw what she was thinking, and said, "This bundle is the best, I'm afraid the transport driver will crush it clumsily."

Fujiwara Saki looked at the bouquet of roses for a few seconds.

I have to admit, just like Maki said, it is indeed the "best" - the color is uniform and red, and each flower is as fresh as if it was just picked, and there are even dewdrops rolling on the green leaves …

Saki Fujiwara raised her eyebrows: "Where does the dew come from in this weather?"

Maki admitted: "I sprayed it with a water bottle in the morning, but this is indeed the best looking one."

Fujiwara Saki was about to say something, but suddenly stopped.

Shinji followed her eyes and saw Gao Fajiao from a distance—I probably can’t use this nickname to call him today, because Gao Fajiao changed his hairstyle in a rare way, and combed his hair back energetically, which is more attractive than usual. It is pleasing to the eye a lot.

Shinji stuffed the rose into Fujiwara Shahi's hand, and pushed her away: "Go and find your prince—where is my place?"

Fujiwara blushed and pointed to the back.

Maki said goodbye to her and didn't bother them any more.

She sat down at the position pointed by Fujiwara Saki, playing with her mobile phone boredly - if it was Ji Zhen in the past, she would definitely play a few mobile games to relieve boredom at this time, but now Zhen Ji doesn't want her classmates to know her It is a dead house with a very high purity.

After hesitating for a while, a message just popped up.

——From Mr. Chuya.

[Mr. Nakaya: Are you here yet? 】

Maki pursed her lips and typed: [Just arrived. 】

She raised her phone and secretly took a few photos around her.There are not many people at this point, so the interior of the hotel can be photographed very intuitively.

[Mr. Nakaya: Houston in Tokyo?I remember it was owned by the big Suzuki chaebol. It is not easy to book here. 】

[Maki: No wonder Fujiwara has been excited since last week. It is said that they will get married directly after graduating from high school, and they will still be in this place by then. 】

【Maki: If you can hold a wedding in this kind of place, you will have no regrets in your life...】

Maki paused.

She stared at what she was typing for a few seconds, frowned, and moved her thumb to the delete key.

Suddenly, someone next to her patted her on the shoulder: "Maki?"

Maki was taken aback, slipped her finger, and sent the message directly.She took a breath, turned her head suddenly, and saw Hitomi Mishima's face.

Hitomi Mishima looked at her suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Shinji shook his head, "It's fine."

Hitomi Mishima stared at her face for a few seconds.Although she said she was fine, the girl's eyes were a little erratic—there was even a slight flush on her face.

Hitomi Mishima suspiciously glanced back and forth between Maki and her mobile phone, then pulled away the stool next to her and sat down, staring into Maki's eyes: "Maki, tell me the truth."

Maki: "?"

Hitomi Mishima: "Are you in a relationship?"

Maki: "..."

Maki shook his head quickly: "What are you talking about?"

Hitomi Mishima stared straight at her.

Although she is also a single dog herself, the girl's intuition told her that she was absolutely right.

Hitomi Mishima: "Who were you talking to just now?"

Maki: "Mr. Chuya...what's wrong?"

Hitomi Mishima: "Is that your guardian again?"

Maki: "What do you mean by 'again'——Hitomi, are you weird today?"

Mishima Hitomi looked at his friend with some concern.She thought of the bouquet of roses that Chuya gave Maki when he came back a few months ago, and the way Chuya looked at the real machine-it was obviously not the kind look that a parent looks at a child.

She couldn't help feeling a little worried about Maki.

"Maki," the black long straight girl said seriously, "what do you think of your guardian?"

Although I don't know why Hitomi Mishima suddenly asked such a strange question.

But Maki still thought about it and replied: "Mr. Chuya? Of course he is a good parent—I mean, he is good-looking, and he is also very considerate. He usually helps me with everything—"

"It's just sometimes a bit straight."

"There's nothing wrong with that though—I mean, except he gets mad sometimes when I do something wrong."

"Of course it's my fault for doing something wrong, but it's never a good thing to get angry, right? For example, last night, we had a little conflict, Mr. Chuya slammed the door because of anger, and we were locked up in that room All night, all night!"

The girl has changed from a calm narration to a complaint: "Of course I won't tell him, but I still have so many things this morning! Fortunately, Mr. Chuya covered me with a coat while I was sleeping, otherwise I would definitely I'm going to catch a cold, and if I don't come to Fujiwara, she's going to explode—"

Following Maki's narration.

Mishima Hitomi's eyes became more and more dignified——

Maki finally stopped, wondering: "What's wrong?"

Hitomi Mishima looked at Maki blankly.

Then he said firmly: "You like him."

Maki: "???"

Maki, who was just about to take a sip of drink to moisten her throat, almost spit out the drink in her mouth.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 green lock;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 3691018510 bottles; 2 bottles of Ximu and Mr. Gong are my gods; 1 bottle of caged bird;

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