[Comprehensive] The eldest lady of the famous family

Keigo Atobe does have a twin sister. This is no secret among the upper class, but people in Heidei School don't know much about it.Among the upper class, the surname "Atobe" alone is enough to attract attention, and everyone in the circle knows it clearly.

Mao Atobe and Keigo Atobe are twins, they are not much alike in appearance, and their aura is also very different.Mao Atobe has not been in good health since he was born. Compared with the eldest son of the Atobe family who has been wise since childhood, he is soft and well-behaved. Every time he smiles sweetly at the banquet, it always attracts the attention of several wives. A strong desire to raise a daughter.

In the eyes of outsiders, Mao Atobe is a soft and quiet frail little girl.

The fragility is indeed indisputable.

It is a fact that Mao Atobe has been in poor health since he was a child. Keigo Atobe has always regarded this as a thorn in his heart. He always thinks that as a twin brother, he has robbed him of a little more nutrition.

Mao Atobe was a small ball when she was a child, and she didn't get any better when she grew up, like a porcelain doll. Keigo Atobe didn't dare to take her to the tennis court for fear that she would be knocked down by something Touching it will definitely distract him.

This little dumpling who had only been separated from him for a short time was sitting beside him, looking a little sleepy, and his stature seemed to be raised subtly, before Keigo Atobe could speak, obediently followed him into the car Mao covered his lips and yawned lightly.

Atobe Keigo paused, took back what he wanted to say, and changed his words: "Sleep first, I will call you when I get home."

"elder brother."

The young girl's tender voice was mixed with sleepiness, and Mao tried her best to pull herself together. She really didn't want to do this, but she would feel sleepy as soon as she got on the plane, and there was no way around it.

"Ok?"

Tracebe looked down.

The little girl's eyes of the same color as his were staring at him without hesitation, fluttered for a moment, like a butterfly flapping its wings: "Are you going to give Akashi Seijuro a blow?"

What is said is indistinguishable.

After all, it is facing the closest brother.

[Akashi Seijuro will pick up the plane]

This message was given by Mao's mother many times before boarding the plane. Of course, as an older brother, Atobe would not be ignorant of it. Similarly, since his mother can give such instructions, it means that Mao must follow Akashi on this trip today. Once encountered, the trace department intercepted halfway and took the person away.

Hearing this, Atobe put a slightly pleasant smile on his lips: "Are you sure I'm the only one who wants to do this?"

He knew best about his sister, if she really wanted to wait for Akashi's car, she couldn't just throw herself into his arms so joyfully, and walk away without any pressure until she got into the car.

"After all, you are an older brother."

Mao answered obediently.

The meaning in Atobe's eyes instantly softened.

She and Akashi don't have a deep friendship, let alone their feelings. To say that they are nodding acquaintances is an insult. The intersection of the two in the past is really pitiful. In this case, of course it is partial to the elder brother.

The Atobe family has settled in the UK all year round. When Mao was born, he didn't stay in the country much. Later, because of his poor health and dislike of flying, he seldom traveled to the country. There was no chance to establish a relationship with Akashi at all.

Mao thought for a while, and realized that the last time she met Akashi was three years ago, the year Aunt Shiori passed away.

The in-law relationship between the two families, apart from the "strong alliance" that has been widely speculated by the outside world, was originally more of the intention of the mothers of the two families.

The mistress of the Akashi family, Akashi Shiori, and the mistress of the Atobe family, Atobe Chisa, have been friends for many years. It is said that they hit it off immediately when they met. Later, when they were pregnant, they made a marriage contract for the two unborn children.Generally speaking, the in-laws of this kind of aristocratic family are a big deal, but Akashi Seishomi and Atobe Akihiko are very obedient to their wives' wishes, and soon, this matter spread in the upper circles.

It's almost a foregone conclusion now.

Atobe Keigo saw that her complexion was not good, silently signaled the driver with his eyes to increase the temperature in the car, turned around and took out the small blanket that was specially placed in the car, and gently put it on Mao's body: "Sleep, huh?"

"it is good……"

Mao shrank into the seat, so small that Atobe didn't dare to touch her casually.

……

Akashi looked at the watch with an unchanged expression, calculating that the final bottom line time had passed, put down his hand, and said in the usual tone: "Go back."

The cold sweat on the driver Kawasaki's forehead had already slipped uncontrollably, he nodded quickly and followed the young master's footsteps, but his heart was still immersed in the terrifying atmosphere just now... No, after all, this feeling came more from his own Assuming that the incident of being let off by his fiancée at the airport is definitely not something that can relieve people's mood, the blame is that the young master didn't seem to intend to look for it aimlessly at the beginning, but simply stood at the pick-up station. mouth, standing calmly and calmly, as time went by, Kawasaki was frightened.But he didn't dare to open his mouth to ask why the young master didn't leave, it was obvious that he couldn't wait for anyone.

After getting in the car, Kawasaki came back to it narrowly: What did the young master mean just now, could it be that he deliberately waited for the last possible time so that he could go back to work...

Kawasaki really didn't understand, the sudden and crisp ringtone of the mobile phone from the back seat broke the silence suddenly.

Akashi picked up the communication.

The tone is respectful and restrained and gentle.

"I didn't receive it... Yes, I waited... I was picked up by Mr. Atobe, and he sent me a message... I understand, father."

Obviously it was Akashi Seishomi's call.

Kawasaki quickly took a look at Akashi's expression from the rearview mirror, but he didn't see any possible traces.

He suddenly remembered what the young master said just now:

"Whether you can receive it or not is still a question."

Akashi lowered his eyes and looked at the screen. It was not a message sent to him by Atobe. Such an overly stupid behavior is not Atobe's style. It's just a coincidence that they exchanged friends on social software. Akashi happened to see Atobe The news that was posted.

In the picture, most of the figure covered by the blanket is curled up, only half of the hair and smooth forehead are exposed, and it looks small, like a jade brought back.

The matching word is a string of German.

The translation is——

[The princess who was taken back from the dragon. ]

Akashi smiled slightly.

So, he should be the dragon.

……

The "princess" finally regained her spirits at this moment, holding a half glass of milk, with slight white marks on her lips, she had already changed into home clothes, and walked towards the study with her slippers on.

Atobe is reading a book.

The thick original German version, Mao just thought of the post he posted today, and almost laughed out loud.

"Brother, may I come in?"

The little girl stood politely by the door and knocked.

The door was left open, and no servants came up, which in itself was a kind of acquiescence, but Mao still had to respect his brother.

"Come in."

Atobe closed the book casually, and there were not only original reading materials on the desk, but also reports and documents, but the quantity was not as impressive as that on his father's desk.

"Why don't you go to rest?" Atobe stood up and looked around her.

Well, not bad.

"Enough sleep." Mao sat down on the sofa, a small section of her fair calf protruded from under the skirt, before she could speak, a small plate of cut fruits was handed over to her.

"Eat something first."

Atobe looked at her condescendingly.

Mao reminded him: "It's almost dinner time."

"There are still four and 10 minutes. If you don't eat the plane meal, you will hurt your stomach."

Mao is very obedient: "I just drank milk."

Atobe put the plate back on the table.

"what you want to say?"

Mao smiled flatteringly, leaned over and pulled his sleeve: "Brother."

Every time she yells so sweetly, she just wants something from others.

Atobe raised his eyebrows, and responded casually: "Huh?"

"Can I go to Yinglan to go to school?"

"..."

Mao thought that her tone was already very flattering, but she could still see Atobe's face turning black in an instant.

Even those two short words seemed to be squeezed out of the dark mountain rain.

"reason?"

"Tan Suo is there!" Mao cheered up and shook Atobe's sleeve, "He said he met a new friend and wanted me to get to know him together."

"..."

Atobe looked at her coldly, so Maou didn't dare to be coquettish, and lowered his head weakly.

"He has only returned to the country not long ago, and the Suwang family is in that situation again..." Mao defended in a low voice, trying to convince his brother, "He is afraid."

Atobe really sneered: "Let him be afraid, it's best to be afraid of death."

Mao: "..."

Brother, you are so ruthless.

What else did she want to say, but Atobe took advantage of the gap to change the subject, but in a most logical manner: "It's been so long since I picked you up, and Akashi hasn't sent you a message?"

Mao looked at him quietly and blinked.

Atobe got the answer in silence, and suddenly frowned: "How dare he really ignore you?"

He spoke righteously as if the person who cut Mao halfway not long ago was not him at all.

Mao finally smiled, her left cheek sank slightly following the arc of her lips, a small whirlpool-like dimple settled on her sweet-looking face, and her voice was tinged with a smile:

"Brother, Akashi doesn't have my contact information, didn't you say that I'm not allowed to give it to him?"

In the end, he forgot.

The author has something to say: Xu Wanghuan returned to China at the age of 14, and moved a little to the beginning of school

...Hey, I can't write anymore, I'm going to study woo woo woo