My brother is not a good person

Luo Jia quickly followed his two scholars.

The man was obviously hesitant, "Even if they might be my parents, I haven't thought about it..."

His words were interrupted by the lady who gradually slowed down.

"I know what you think." She pulled the leash that Luo Jia had bitten in her mouth, "Just like you had to push me away."

It has been written in the data.

The husband of the couple is a retired military doctor. While running this small clinic, he is also a member of the town council.The wife is from a noble family, and she has a lot of research on the etiquette culture of the upper class.

In other words, they are all important bright figures.

Totally inappropriate to be associated with the Mafia.

"But! Today!"

Raisha walked to the door of the clinic and made mental preparations.

"We are just ordinary tourists who have gone the wrong way and need a rest!"

After saying that, she suddenly remembered something, and quickly took off the leather strap on her body and hid it.

After finishing her clothes, she coughed a few times and rang the doorbell pretending to be calm.

While waiting for someone to open the door, Laisha held Nakahara Chuya tightly, as if this would calm her down.

But Nakahara Chuya's hands were also trembling slightly, and they could only hold each other back as if supporting each other.

Just when Raisha's whim was about to be suppressed by reason, this elegant wooden door was opened.

A woman in a kimono stood in the door and smiled softly.

She first glanced at Laisha who was standing in front, and then cast her gaze at Zhongyuan Zhong behind her.

A smile froze on her face, but the silence didn't last even a second.

"Did you encounter any difficulties?"

She was still smiling, just looking at Nakahara Chuya from time to time.

"If you don't mind, come in and have a rest first."

Taking a breath calmly, Laisha smiled back obediently, "Thank you Madam for your kindness, then we will not bother you for now."

She secretly grabbed Chuya Nakahara, followed behind his wife, and stepped into the clinic gate.

While walking towards the house, Miss Champion recounted the story she had just made up in the conversation.

"Why would you want to come here to walk your dog?" Madam covered her lips, "There is no good scenery here, but the hot springs are fairly common."

She pointed to the bench next to the Ibuki tree in the yard and said, "Sit down and rest for a while, I'll go get some tea."

"It's not necessary..."

Just as Laisha was about to stop her, she was pushed down on the bench by the madam rather forcefully, "If the concubine doesn't go, my husband will take it too."

"Sit down too." She waved to Zhong Yuanzhong who was standing beside her, "I haven't asked you before, what's your name?"

Sitting on the other end of the bench in a mysterious way, Mr. Cadre opened his mouth, and after a long while, he squeezed out a dry answer.

"Central Plains Central."

He asked with a little hopelessness.

"What's your name?"

"Central Plains Zhongye..." Madam was stunned for a moment, then she frowned more deeply.

Patting the back of Raisha's hand lightly, she sighed.

"What a coincidence. My concubine's old surname is Zhongyuan, but now her husband's surname is Baicun."

As she spoke, she looked at Chuya Nakahara, her voice trembling slightly.

There was an occasional glimmer of light in those eyes as bright as the night sky.

And there was a sadness in her smile that couldn't be concealed.

It was not until the appearance of Mr. Baicun that she came back to her senses.

Mrs. Baicun took the tea and the bundle from her husband and poured out four cups of tea.

She no longer looked at Nakahara Nakaya, but lowered her head and said, "Sorry, I lost my composure just now. How old is Mr. Nakahara?"

"..." Zhongyuan Zhong, who was poking his waist secretly by Laisha, who was sitting upright, replied hesitantly.

"what……"

Mrs. Baicun unwrapped the bundle quite gratifiedly.

"Try the freshly made persimmons this year. They taste really good."

She sounded very gentle, but she gave the persimmon to the two of them without refusal.

"Looking at Mr. Zhong Yuan, I will always think of the dog." She held the teacup in both hands, "It's time for this year."

"If you're still alive." Mr. Kashiwamura added flatly.

There are shallow wrinkles between his brows, so that he looks a little serious.

Even after looking at the outfits of Nakahara Chuya and Laisha, his brows never loosened.

"The dog was unfortunately killed in the war, and my wife has always been brooding."

Through the glasses, Mr. Kashiwamura's sapphire blue eyes are saturated with the emotion called "sadness".

"Please forgive me if what she said makes you feel uncomfortable."

Taking a small bite of the sweet persimmon, Laisha said instead of Nakahara who was speechless: "How could it be?"

She skillfully showed a sweet smile, shaking the persimmon with a small gap in her hand.

"It's the first time I've eaten persimmons! Persimmons are delicious, thank you Mr. and Mrs. Kashiwamura for sharing with us."

Seeing her praising the dried persimmons, Mrs. Baicun gave her another one, "As long as you like it. There are still some at home, please enjoy them to your heart's content."

"Two is enough!" Laisha quietly kicked Nakahara Chuya's calf, and declined with a smile, "We've already disturbed you two, how dare you eat so much?"

Seeing that Mrs. Baicun couldn't hold back her tears, she hastened to speak faster.

"When the season is over, we might come here to soak in the hot spring again."

"So maybe I'll trouble you next time."

"Season...?" Mr. Kashiwamura pushed down his glasses.

Raisha nodded and replied, "Well, I'm an active figure skater, and it's the figure skating season now. So I really have to leave, not for other reasons."

"That's more important to your own affairs."

Hearing this, Mrs. Baicun didn't care about anything else, she repacked the package and handed it to Laisha.

"The rest of the persimmons can be regarded as a windfall of your wrong path this time."

As soon as the words fell, she Youyou asked anxiously, "You will come again, right?"

"Yeah." Laisha tugged Chuya Zhongya, but she couldn't. "If Chuya doesn't come, I'll come alone."

She had no choice but to turn her head to the Baicun couple, biting the tip of her tongue and laughing: "At that time, please don't think I'm too annoying."

After finalizing the time for the next visit, Miss Champion finally took the dried persimmons from Baicun and his wife, and pulled Mr. Cadre and her pet back to the locomotive.

Putting Luo Jia back into the dog bag again, she patted the back of the person beside her and urged, "Zhongye? You're back to your senses!"

After being reminded by her, Zhongyuan Zhong also got on the locomotive, but it didn't start for a long time.

Standing on the ground with one leg, he suddenly asked, "Do you really think they will be?"

It is clear that Mr. Baicun also admitted that their children died in the war.

How could it be him?

"Otherwise, why do they want you to come back next time?"

Laisha took her uneaten persimmon in her mouth and nibbled away bit by bit.

"Mrs. Baicun obviously recognized you. As for Mr. Baicun..."

She carefully licked the frosting off her fingertips.

"He should have seen your identity."

People who survived the battlefield are always somewhat sensitive to gunpowder smoke.

Just like her father.

"Speaking of which, before I took you to Baicun's house, what were you going to do?"

"Just take a look at it from a distance." Nakahara Nakaya replied dryly, "Then take you home?"

How can this be turned into a question?

Laisha put her dog bag on her back and wrapped her arms around his waist, "Shouldn't this be your plan? Why do you still ask me?"

Touching the tip of his nose uncomfortably, the boy grabbed the handle of the motorcycle.

He pretended to be calm and said, "Well... isn't this uncertain?"

"Not sure what?"

"Not sure if you'd like to move back."

These words were almost lost in the roar of the motor, but fortunately Laisha had been paying attention and did not miss them.

She hugged him tighter and closer, leaning close to his ear, and replied loudly, "When did I move out?"

The keys to the apartment are still in her hand, and she hasn't returned them all the time. Why do I need to ask her what she thinks?

After getting a definite answer, Mr. Cadre felt relieved, "Then let's go home."

Although I haven't been to this apartment for two months, it is generally the same as when Raisha left.

Except for the display cabinet in the living room... and the newly replaced double bed in the bedroom.

"You don't have to worry about anything in the future." Zhong Yuanzhong also took out the black card, "If you want to add anything to your home, just buy it."

"Here is my deposit, and some other real estate. I will leave it to you."

However, Raisha didn't care about this at all.

She just put the black card on the table of the display cabinet casually, and asked very sincerely: "You have changed the double bed, why can't you still ask me to sleep in the guest bedroom?"

"Of course not." Zhong Yuanzhong lowered his hat shyly, "From now on, I can only sleep in that guest bedroom."

"Huh? It's to the point where you think I'll drive you to sleep in the guest bedroom. How can you sleep?"

Taking out the clothes that she didn't take from the closet in the guest bedroom, Miss Champion raised her eyebrows and smiled maliciously.

"At that time, you don't even think about getting any good treatment."

"But today I'm an adult, and I'm in a great mood, so you don't have to go to the guest bedroom."

Holding the nightgown she found, she leaned against the bathroom door and left such a sentence with a smile.

It wasn't until after taking a shower that Zhongya Nakahara realized how good Raisha's mood was.

He stood at the door of the bedroom and touched his nose immediately.

Even though he had imagined "what it would be like if Laisha was lying on his own bed" countless times, it was definitely not as shocking as seeing it with his own eyes.

Luckily I didn't touch anything under my nose.

But he felt that this might not be so far away.

after all……

Only by seeing it with your own eyes will you know how intoxicating wine red can be.

Compared with the skin that is so fair that it can almost surpass ice and snow, the silk and satin covering it seems to be as smooth as it.

He didn't know if it was because of her current posture, or because of the cut of the nightdress itself, the soft curves undulating and outlining the outline of her body.

And if you look along the back to one end, you can notice the objects held between her fingers.

The tips of his ears burned red in an instant, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also took a step forward.

Laisha, who was lying sideways on the bed, followed the sound.

She raised her eyebrows, and then shook the spoils that she had spent half an hour rummaging through boxes and cabinets on the side of her face.

"I heard that guys always have condoms in their bedroom, whether they're single or not. So I looked for it."

A wink flew over, she bit her lower lip, and laughed softly: "Zhong also hid it, I'll find it!"

"There is no need to hide anything from you."

Approaching in three steps at a time, Zhong Yuanzhong also took away the condom, held her on the back of the head and kissed her.

"But you found it all, so naturally you can't waste it, can you?"