[Zhentong] Every day I see the goddess, I want to have a haircut

Biga found that the boss today was a bit strange. In her impression, the boss is not a person who pays much attention to the image. He usually dresses up in a white suit with buttons neatly buttoned up. Today, he changed his clothes and looked less so. Elites, although their hair is still meticulous, their gold-rimmed glasses frames have been replaced by silver ones, their upper body is covered with a white shirt with a knit sweater, their lower body is wearing mountain shoes and jeans with small feet, and even a jacket is hung at the door.

Biga rubbed her eyes a few times, she was absolutely sure that she must have watched Beep last night—man watched it for too long, and Biga, who was about to go back to the room and continue to sleep, was called out just as she turned around.

"Biga, what do you think of this body?"

I don't know how well I match. The man who hasn't worn clothes other than suits and kimonos for a long time is also a little unsure. Jane made an appointment to enjoy the winter chrysanthemum in the afternoon, and there happened to be a flower viewing party, which would be very lively.

how about

Biga twitched the corners of her mouth, lowered her eyes, and finally walked towards the man.

I scanned the man's whole body, especially focusing on the part of the hip line that looks particularly good because of wearing jeans, and my eyes are almost full of red hearts. Fortunately, my back is facing the man, and the man is always at ease with her, so naturally he can't detect the person behind her. People are short of a drooling expression.

Swallowing, Biga gave the boss's ass a thumbs up.

"Boss, it looks great!"

Biga nodded affirmatively, her normally expressionless face looked normal.

Twisting ~ Squatting buttocks out, the local tyrant begs for support!

The man was finally relieved, so he went to the door and took off his jacket and put it on. Although he was not afraid of the cold, but today he was meeting a normal human being, so he had to wear something appropriate in snowy weather.

"Xiao Ling, why do I have to wear a kimono to go out?"

After Xiaoling knew that she was going to participate in the flower viewing party with Kazuo, Xiaoling dragged herself to buy a blue kimono and put her hair up. Wang Zhenzhen, who wears other Japanese clothes, feels very awkward, and Xiaoling has to wear clogs by herself in the cold weather, so...

"Just kidding, although I'm not very happy that I'm a Japanese, but I'm a man anyway, it's always good to meet." Xiaoling muttered, seeing Zhenzhen looking over, she hurriedly arranged her kimono and put on socks with a smile. It's very thick, and it's still quilted inside. I asked the proprietress of the hot spring hotel to bring it.

"Of course it's to show courtesy. It's also the first time you're meeting someone, to show friendship, but at least you should be taller than that stinky policeman!"

As Xiaoling talked, the topic turned to the instant noodle man again, hum!

So much so that Wang Zhenzhen was not so happy when she went out, but naturally she would not show it in front of the goddess, but the sense of crisis became more and more serious, and it became more and more obvious that the goddess who ran into the bowl at home would be pried away ?

Zhenzhen, who finally went out, met her husband at the gate of the flower viewing party. Zhenzhen saw that it was getting late, so she got into a taxi accompanied by Xiaoling.

The man who went out in clogs did not end up wearing such a suit of clothes, but he had already put the clothes in the car in advance, and it was the same when he changed into them when he took Zhenzhen to dinner after viewing the flowers.

The man arrived some time first, and when he was standing at the door waiting for Zhenzhen, some little girls kept coming up, either asking for pictures or phone calls, but the man refused to take pictures and did not give them his phone number, but just stood at the door with a cold face , waiting for Zhenzhen's arrival.

Zhenzhen, who got out of the taxi, looked at the gate of the Flower Appreciation Festival where people were walking around. For a while, she didn't know where to look for her husband, so she could only lean towards the gate and make friends with her.

'Zhenzhen': Where are you? @'One husband'

The man heard the ringing of the mobile phone, took out the mobile phone, saw the pink on it, and replied.

'Kazuo': Standing in front of the flower bed of the flower viewing party, I am wearing a beige kimono and glasses. Are you here? @'Zhenzhen': Where are you?

After receiving the reply, Zhenzhen got a little direction, put her mobile phone into her bag, and looked forward with the bag in her hand.

The man who hadn't received a reply all this time frowned. He couldn't help guessing whether it was because he just got out of the car, so his tightly frowning brows relaxed a lot.

The man who was looking around raised his eyes and saw a person who could not appear here at all, his expression changed immediately, but before he could find him, the figure disappeared, and he was still smiling at himself while looking at him.

"Ash."

The man lowered his head, closed his eyes slightly, and raised the corners of his lips mockingly. He was really hysterical, and he knew that it was impossible for Axue to appear here.

"A husband?"

Someone patted him on the shoulder lightly, and Kazuo became stiff all over. That voice was!

He quickly raised his head, and what caught his eyes was the face that was still as clear as the first time he saw it in the years. The man trembled his lips, unable to shout out for a long time, but just stepped forward and hugged 'Axue'.

The warmth in his arms reminded him that all this was not a dream, his Axue actually appeared in front of him, with the same face and same dress as before.

Uh?

Wang Zhenzhen saw the man standing in the flower bed at the gate at a glance. He was tall and handsomer than herself.

Just now, after patting her in the past, she had already warmly hugged herself, Wang Zhenzhen snapped her tongue, it seems that the man is really a showy person, a person who usually speaks so calmly, has such a passionate temperament.

After thinking about it, Wang Zhenzhen and his brother hugged the man nicely, patted the man's back, and talked.

"Yifu, you are really enthusiastic."

wrong!

The man woke up from the beautiful excitement. His Axue was a gentle and virtuous woman who spoke slowly. He had never heard such lively words from Axue.

The man who finally regained consciousness took himself out of Zhenzhen's arms...

Wang Zhenzhen looked at the man, smiled and stretched out her hand.

"Hello! It's the first time we meet, I'm Wang Zhenzhen."

The man's nostalgic eyes kept lingering on Wang Zhenzhen's face, but the nervous Wang Zhenzhen obviously didn't feel much.

"Hello! My name is Kazuo Yamamoto."

The man, or it should be said that it was Kazuo Yamamoto, with a flash of his glasses, he had already grasped Wang Zhenzhen's outstretched hand.