Yokohama Miss Gojo Love Story

The five bears opened the door, and as soon as they stepped in with their left foot, they heard a low shout of "don't move", which made him keep the independent posture of the golden rooster and did not dare to move.

Wujo Satoru crawled over with hands and feet, picked up a battery from under his feet, stuffed it into the remote control, and then said with satisfaction: "Okay, okay, Uncle Xiong, you can put your feet down."

Looking around the room, the old deacon suddenly had the urge to cry out of anger:

Exaggerated and vulgar pictures are flashing on the TV screen, the low table is full of desserts and snacks, the packaging bags in the trash can are almost full, and the newly changed cushions are directly thrown on the ground!

Gojo Satoru was completely unaware of the old deacon's anger, fiddled with the remote control with one hand, stuffed snacks into his mouth with the other, and asked lightly, "What's the matter, Uncle Xiong?"

Wutiao Xiongfu hurriedly closed the door, and said under control, "Miss Qingguang from the branch has arrived!"

"Oh?" Gojo Satoru finally turned his head, his surprised eyes flashed past, and he quickly recovered his lazy look, "Do you want me to meet you? Well, then invite her in."

"Should you go to the living room or the study?"

"Is it necessary? Just ask her to come here."

"Then you might as well tidy up the room, what does it look like?"

"Haha, are you afraid that she will dislike me? That's just right. If you dislike me, just go back to Yokohama obediently?"

The old deacon stepped in front of Gojo Wu, knelt down on one knee, forced his old face forward, and almost growled: "Master Wu! I have to remind you that you must respect the branch family. This is the instruction passed down by the patriarchs of the past. You absolutely must not chase Miss Qingguang away!"

It's "family rules" and "instructions". He is living in the new era of Reiwa, right?Why are these suffocating words flooding my ears every day?

"Oh!" Gojo Satoru sighed helplessly, turned off the TV, and stuffed snacks into the drawer.

Wutiao Xiongfu hurriedly helped clean up together, and finally made the room more presentable within two to three minutes.

"Just sit there!" The old deacon pointed to the sofa.

"Hey." Gojo Satoru obediently climbed up.

He has already made up his mind, he doesn't need to open his mouth to drive him away, but there must be a way to make the woman who came from a separated family can't stand him and leave automatically!

After a while, there was a figure flickering outside the door, and the old deacon reported respectfully: "Patriarch, Miss Qingguang from the Yokohama branch has arrived."

"Oh, please come in—" Gojo Satoru intentionally raised a frivolous ending sound.

The old deacon's temple twitched violently, and he almost had the urge to rush in and roar again.

He opened the door and poked his head in to have a look. Fortunately, Wujo Wu was still sitting on the sofa, but he was sitting in a majestic posture with arrogant Erlang legs.

Now that there is no way out, I hope that Young Master Wu will be more sensible and don't let himself go to the graves of the past dynasties overnight to apologize and cry bitterly!

"Miss Sunshine, please."

"Yes."

Gojo Haruko answered cautiously, lowered her head cautiously, walked into the room with cautious steps, and walked three steps away from Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru's young face had a bunch of wrinkles, look at this dress, this style, did she just come out of prison?

It seems that my judgment is completely correct, this is a "silly woman cultivated by old family rules"!

The anticipation was completely gone, and there was still a little bit of curiosity. Gojo Satoru stared at her round forehead and pretty nose.

However, before he could see her face clearly, the woman in front of him suddenly knelt down.

"Huh?" Gojo Gojo shrank his feet in fright, and almost jumped onto the sofa.

The woman gave him a five-body prostration ceremony, and a muffled voice came from the floor: "Wu Tiao Qingguang pays homage to the Patriarch, and I will ask the Patriarch to teach you a lot in the future. Qingguang will study hard and follow your instructions."

Wow, is this the way normal people talk?

Wutiao realized that his molars were sore, he hurriedly raised his hands, and said in one voice, "Get up, get up."

Another respectful "yes", Gojo Qingguang got up, Gojo Satoru was finally able to see half of her face at a 45-degree angle.

Hey, why does it look familiar?

Gojo Satoru's eyelids popped open suddenly, and a surprised light flashed again.

He waved again: "Come closer?"

Wutiao Qingguang hesitated and dared not move, the old deacon saw it in his eyes, and was delighted in his heart. Master Wu kept saying that he didn't like the young lady who came from a separate family, so he became interested in her as soon as he met her?

"Miss Qingguang, don't be restrained, the owner is actually very, very easy-going, ahem." The old deacon was relieved and embarrassed at the same time.

"Yes." Wutiao Qingguang finally obediently moved forward two small steps.

Gojo Satoru took a closer look, and his eyes became more and more confused: This face shape, this facial features outline, why, why is it a bit like his "first love" he met in Saitama Prefecture?

It's just that the most charming eyes can't see clearly, and this thick layer of makeup, which looks like a wall, also hinders his identification.

Gojo Satoru didn't think much, he grabbed a handful of tissues from the coffee table and wiped Gojo Qingguang's face.

God, this is so abrupt!

The old deacon was scared out of his wits, and blurted out, "Stop!"

Wutiao Qingguang staggered back, as if he was about to cry from fright: "Patriarch, please, please be respectful!"

"Don't go!" Gojo Satoru grabbed her hand regardless.

"Master Wu!" Wutiao Xiongfu couldn't stand it any longer, and rushed forward to block between the two.

"Didn't she come to serve me and listen to me, and do whatever I want?"

"Well, that's when you and Miss Qingguang got to know each other first, and she just arrived!"

Stared at by the old deacon's bell-like eyes, Gojo Satoru finally regained consciousness a little bit, and said with a dry smile: "Haha, I'm sorry, you are a bit like mine, mine... By the way, have you ever been to Saitama County?"

"No." Gojo Qingguang hid behind the old deacon, and answered aggrievedly.

Her abs started hurting again.

It was so funny!

This patriarch who claims to be young and promising in the world of conjuration, a peerless wizard, is exactly as she judged, naive, frivolous, easy to deceive, like a child who hasn't grown up!

"No?" Gojo Wujo's hot head was splashed with cold water.

Maybe the appearance is a bit similar, but this old-fashioned and timid woman, and his "first love" who is as bright as a sunny day and as refreshing as a spring breeze, are simply the difference between the sky and the mud!

"Well, well, you're tired too, why don't you go rest first?" Gojo Satoru slumped back to the sofa, his mind was cold, but his tone and demeanor became normal instead.

"Okay, okay, I'll take Miss Qingguang to familiarize myself with the environment first, and I'll come to serve the Patriarch tomorrow morning." The old deacon repeatedly agreed, fearing that he would stay any longer, and the young master would have even more outrageous words and deeds.

It's not very spacious, but the room is elegant and clean.

The chubby cook, Tomoko Takata, put the tray on the table and said enthusiastically, "Miss, this is a late night snack. You are late, please make it up first. If you like or dislike, you can tell me?"

"Thank you, Aunt Tomoko." Wujo Qingguang politely bowed to thank him, paused, and then asked shyly, "Patriarch, is there anything he likes or doesn't like?"

"Ah, do you want to know the patriarch's taste?" Tomoko Takata asked gossipingly, beaming.

"Well, I'm here to serve him..." Wujo Qing lowered her head.

Of course she needs to understand, so that she can intentionally make something he hates to eat, and within half a month of keeping it, she can drive that guy away after eating it!

"Master, he likes to eat sweets the most, all kinds of sweets! And—" The enthusiastic cook made gestures and introduced a bunch of them.

"Thank you, I will write it down." Gojo Qingguang smiled docilely.

Late at night, quiet.

After Tomoko Takada packed up the tableware and left, Gojo Haruko was finally able to be alone. The first thing she did was to rush into the bathroom, turn on the water, put her whole face on it, and dashed against the water.

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Leng Wen for warmth and encouragement!