wife, love her

warmth?No, it should be regarded as hot and strong sunlight at this moment, unceremoniously shining through the window glass into the house, making the inside extremely bright.

He pursed his lips, feeling extremely irritable looking at the sunshine.Murakami stopped wiping the wet water stains on his head, covered his eyes, strode to the window, pulled up the ugly curtains and closed them with a "click!" to block out all the sunlight.

No gaps were left for him to slip in.Then pick up the remote control of the air conditioner placed on the side cabinet to turn on the indoor air conditioner and turn it on to the lowest level.Then ran to the air vent and blew against it.

She really hates the heat, and the summer sun is really not flattering at all.

"..." Just like a certain person, I hate it to death!

Thinking angrily in her heart, what is displayed on her delicate facial features is gnashing of hatred...

If you ask her at this moment, who is she hating?

Then, she would say without hesitation—hate herself!

He actually agreed to that man without any resistance, and stayed!He was very clear in his heart, was what the man said were the damned 'sweet words' in the legend?

"..." It doesn't seem to be counted!It should be temptation... the temptation of Chiguoguo!

"Ah~~~" Thinking of this, Satoshi Murakami had the urge to suck himself to death, raised his head and rubbed his hair, howling!

So, Tsunayoshi Sawada, who had just finished lunch and came to ask the girl to eat, took the first step into the living room and saw such a picture of the girl going crazy.

This girl... has a lot of helplessness, and her brown eyes are full of pampering.But when he saw the temperature displayed on the air conditioner, he restrained himself.His brows were furrowed according to the situation, and he took a step forward.

They're all grown-ups, aren't they?How come you still can't take care of yourself!

Shiro Murakami, who was still trapped in her own world under the air conditioner, didn't even notice a figure approaching from behind, and a big white hand stretched out from the side of her head, and took away the remote control she and I were holding.

"Nonsense! You don't even dry your hair! You'll get sick if you blow it like this!"

The man's tone was full of reprimands, and it was heard by Shiro Murakami. The wind direction of the air conditioner was adjusted to the upper direction, and the towel on her shoulder was picked up by the person behind her, who wiped her wet hair.

"..." The pink lips instantly pursed into a line, without any curvature.

What does this tone mean?Why did he still talk to her in such a tone?She was no longer the little girl who only knew how to cling to him willfully and mess around desperately, just hoping that he could take a look at her.

Besides, it seems that he has never spoken to her in such a tone before!

But now, he had reprimanded her three times before the meeting, obviously within a day.

Sure enough... it would be better for her to leave!

The previous six years of separation - the gap between them has become a little bit longer, hasn't it!

Thinking about it now, even when we were together every day when we were young, we would get into a fight over a simple matter. Because she couldn't stand the look he gave her, so... Feeling chilling and aggrieved, she asked Uncle Jiaguang to take her away.

More so now.

They have belonged to two worlds since she chose to leave six years ago.

She——Murakami didn't like the mafia, really didn't like it, and could even be described as disgust.Because there are so many things that I don't want to recall, things that can't be seen, are all related to the mafia.

She remembered that the him before Mingming also kept saying that he didn't like the mafia, that he hated such a dirty and dark world.But... In the end, he did it for that woman, just to protect that weak woman.Inherited Peng Lie, who made her want to hate but couldn't.

So... Do all men like women who are weak and can protect?Can a little pepper like her only play a supporting role?

Very unwilling, very unwilling... But, she is who she is, and she doesn't want to change.

Thinking of that time six years ago, when she personally heard that he had made the decision to inherit Pengelie—a decision that broke her heart, she decided to bury the love in her heart deeply, seal it, don't want to touch.

So, Shiro Murakami is the kind of man who even likes—maybe loves the man in front of her.

People who will not lose themselves and make fearless sacrifices because of love.

Lowering her head, avoiding Sawada Tsunayoshi to help her wipe, snatched the towel back from his hand, wrapped her head with the towel, covered her expression, and wiped slowly, "I'll do it myself." The tone was very light, It is so light that there is no meaning and emotions are mixed in it.

She didn't want the man opposite her to see her current expression, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.Because it is so embarrassing.Will definitely be looked down upon.

Realizing that he had gone too far, Sawada Tsunayoshi was stunned, and then blurted out "I'm sorry!"

"..." Shizuka Murakami, without looking up, his purple-blue eyes were covered with a layer of mist, which completely covered up the flickering light inside, "There's nothing to apologize for, isn't it..."

Such a flat tone... Sawada Tsunayoshi felt unprecedented fear.Looking at the girl in front of him, he felt... like a mist that cannot be captured, and will disappear as soon as the sun shines.

She used to... never had such a tone.

yes!Yes—the former her.

"..."

"..."

At this moment, the atmosphere between the two suddenly became terribly awkward.No one spoke a word, and all that could be heard was the sound of Murakami rubbing his head and the ticking of the clock on the wall.

After a long time, Sawada Tsunayoshi moved his lips and reached out to grab the hand that was still wiping his hair, "Stop wiping!"

Shiro Murakami trembled slightly, then obediently stopped, twisted the grasped wrist lightly, and took his hand out of Sawada Tsunayoshi's hand.Pulling off the towel on his head, he moved aside to distance himself from the man.

Seeing such deliberate alienation, Sawada Tsunayoshi was very upset.It was himself who was to blame, and he scratched his brown hair irritably.

"That, Xiaoxi! I... let's go eat!"

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Sitting on the dining table in a well-behaved manner, looking at the many dishes in front of him, he couldn't eat them at all.Murakami Shiro was very surprised in his heart, he didn't expect Sawada Tsunayoshi to be able to cook.

"Well... I don't know what Xiaoxi you like to eat, so... I do it casually, and I don't know if it suits your taste." I became a little stuttering, and my heart felt nervous.Tsunayoshi Sawada looked at the girl who picked up the chopsticks, and suddenly felt a sense of anticipation that he hadn't felt in a long time.

What is he expecting?

Looking forward to... the affirmation of the girl in front of him?No, it was an affirmation of his cooking skills.

"..." Murakami seemed to have knocked over a five-flavored bottle, some just wanted to sneer.When I was a child at Sawada's house, and lived with him for three years, he even said that he didn't know what she liked to eat... that's a joke.

But yes, at that time, someone's heart fell on that gentle woman named Kyoko Sasakawa.

He glanced at the left hand of the person opposite, and there was nothing real except for Vengley's ring.

Did he...not be with that woman?

Suppressing the sour feeling in my heart, I reached out to pick up the broccoli in front of me and put it in my mouth.

And at this moment, the brain was confused, everything that was thought before was OUT, and what Murakami felt was just like a bolt from the blue-the sense of taste was ruined.

What kind of seasoning and cooking can make such a strange food.

I quickly wanted to find a place and spit it out.

But before he ran into those brown eyes full of expectation.

So, after a three-second freeze, "..." the spineless person next door to Mary "grunt!" The Adam's apple trembled up and down, and the food slid down the esophagus into the stomach.

swallowed.

He even swallowed the food that tasted like biochemical weapons just because of the other party's eyes.

"That...Xiao Xi! How does it taste?"

Having no time to answer Tsunayoshi Sawada's words, he covered his mouth so that he would not feel nauseated enough to spit it out. He rushed to the pool quickly, took water from a cup, and poured it into his stomach in big gulps to wash away the smell.

"Are you trying to murder!" Kneeling by the pool with his legs limp, Murakami refused without mercy.

The light in the brown eyes dimmed, "Oh? Is it... unpalatable?"

"It's not bad, it's bad enough."

"Sister Biyangqi's poisonous dishes taste better than this."

"Sure enough, DAMETsuna... the way of a new type of good man is not suitable for you!"

Just like he reprimanded her before taking revenge, he finished speaking these words without any pause.

"I'm sorry!" came the apologetic voice from behind again.

The hands resting on the pool were clenched into fists, "Enough! I don't want to hear anything, I'm sorry!" Standing up, I looked back at the lost brown-haired man, feeling a slight throbbing pain in my heart, but I had to force myself not to to care.

"Sawada Tsunayoshi! You don't need to say sorry to me anymore! You have nothing to be sorry for me. If you think that my departure had something to do with you, then I will tell you now...it has something to do with you, because Your broken promises, mistrust. But that's in the past, so I don't want to reminisce. And we both already have each other's world, and there will be no intersection! So, I'm leaving. This time I will go back to Japan It’s because I was admitted to the University of Tokyo. I met you unexpectedly. If I knew you were in Japan, I wouldn’t apply for the volunteer here. I have rented an apartment outside, and I will wait until the school starts. You can live in a student dormitory. And... I really, really... hate the mafia! And, as the mafia leader—if you don't want me to hate you, don't disturb my life! Thank you !"

Baohou played a long paragraph.

Murakami gave Tsunayoshi Sawada a dashing back.

Goodbye!