[Comprehensive] Rental Girlfriend Office

"Xing, did something happen to you?" Midorima habitually called her sister every once in a while, but unexpectedly discovered that Xing's voice was not quite right.

On the phone, Xing kept saying that it was fine, but Midorima Shintaro felt uneasy.

After taking a shower, Green Room was already planning to go to sleep, so he put on his coat, took the car keys and went out.

There was the key to the house where Xing lived in the green room. He knocked on the door first, but no one responded, but there was a slight sound in the room.

After opening the door, Xing was not found in the bedroom. When he was about to go out to take a look around, a person suddenly rolled out from the corner.

He took off his coat and was wearing a small dress with a good texture. The air was filled with a strong smell of alcohol. With the woman's unconscious movements, the smell gradually dissipated.

Under the dim light, a delicate silhouette of a woman was revealed.

The smooth skin is moist, as if coated with oil, but the eyebrows and eyes are misty, and the long eyelashes are stained with water vapor.

Xing is now in a half-comatose and half-awake state, aware that someone is coming to the house, and tries hard to open her eyes, desperately trying to widen them, but the aftereffect of alcohol burns her brain, she just feels dizzy and in a daze. It seems to see a familiar person.

"Ah, it's brother, why are you here?" The brother's figure was not difficult to recognize. "Didn't I tell you not to come?" Xing curled up her legs, hugged her knees, and said in a sullen tone.

While speaking, she kept tapping the partition, covering half of her face, thinking that she must be terribly ugly now.

"Brother, go back, I don't want to see anyone now."

Although alcohol can paralyze the nerves, it is not a good medicine, nor can it cure the disease.

Even though such a long time has passed, sure enough, the traces of liking someone so hard once are hard to disappear all at once.

"Xing, you are still angry with me now, I will wait for you to calm down, and wait for you at the same place." Akashi said so calmly, even if she resolutely said to break up, but Akashi felt that she was just venting temper.

In the end, it was all because she once liked him.

Midorima seldom saw Xing like this. In his impression, when he was a child, Xing held his hand, declaring domineeringly that her brother was her boyfriend, and would never let other girls take advantage of it.

However, I didn't expect that the once yellow-haired girl has grown into a slim woman now.

Xing seemed to have something happened, but at the moment, she would only be silent, and she would never act coquettishly and capriciously like before.

Tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, shining brightly under the light.

Midorima is not a broken-mouthed person, and he doesn't know how to comfort someone.

He just didn't want his only sister to cry. "Okay, don't cry." A low and hoarse voice slowly flowed from his throat.

His tone was blunt, even clumsy.The apricot in front of her eyes seemed to be shrunk into a ball, with a small skeleton, as if it could be covered with a palm.

Midorima knelt down halfway, lowered her eyes, took off her glasses and put them on the ground, stretched out her arms, and carefully took Xing's body into her arms.

At that moment, Xing cried even harder.

When I went to work the next day, Midorima had already left, leaving the boiled porridge and cooked food in the kitchen. I cried all night, my eyes were bloodshot, the skin around the eyes was swollen, and the thinness of my double eyelids was raised. The scars have grown into a lump of flesh, looking at himself in the mirror, it feels like being beaten up.

She quickly took out the sunglasses from the cabinet, and covered her face with a thick layer of foundation to cover up her pale skin.

Afraid of being laughed at, Xing didn't go to work, and asked Suzuki sister to pass the information over.

Recently, I don't know if it's because I'm very popular with women, but the current customer is another woman.

Momoi is an acquaintance, so it doesn't matter, but if the customer is a woman, Xing will subconsciously worry that there will be no special needs.

This time, the client, Komatsu Jasmine, looks like a very serious girl, wearing a beautiful kimono, with white petal patterns dotted on the high-quality fabric, which sets off Ms. Komatsu's demure and gentleness.

"I don't know, Miss Xiaosong, what is the entrustment?" Xing asked. She remembered that when this lady entrusted, she specially noted that money doesn't matter, but it must be a young and beautiful woman.

Miss Komatsu, obviously a little absent-minded.It took a while to respond to her question.

The woman in front of her was about the same age as her. She took a sip of orange juice and said expressionlessly, "It's like this. I need you to help me meet someone."

"Use my identity." Miss Xiaosong emphasized this sentence.

Xing didn't quite understand the meaning at first, but later she understood what was going on.

Komatsu Jasmine has a good family background. After graduating from university, she helped out in the family shop.I am busy taking care of business during the day, and when I am bored at night, I use the Internet to make friends.

Then, six months ago, I met someone special.Perhaps, everyone has a specific fate, and there is always a feeling of seeing each other late.Komatsu Jasmine found that she gradually fell in love with the opposite person in a reply to a stranger's message.

Even so, she hid all her thoughts in her heart, and then, one day, she suddenly received an email from the other party.

He wants to see her.

It should have been rejected immediately, but Komatsu Jasmine hesitated.Because, her real thought was that she wanted to see that person more than anyone else.

"You're so sure that it's a man." Xing probably knows about online social software. When she was in school, she was idle and bored, so she casually posted a photo of her life on it. As a result, it was liked by N people within a day, and then The mobile phone is filled with the sound of Didi.

She is not interested in meeting netizens or anything like that, but some of her roommates actually ran over to meet them. In the photo, he is a handsome and delicate young man. In reality, not only is he not tall, but his face is full of Freckles on the face, messy hair, wearing jeans and a big T-shirt, anyway, it is not the same level as imagined.

What's more, they directly changed their gender.

"He has always used masculine language." Komatsu Jasmine was sure.

Regarding Miss Xiaosong's persistence, Xing didn't try to argue, but she still asked, "Since Miss Xiaosong wants to see you so much, why did you entrust this matter?"

Because if you want to see it, it’s fine to see it naturally, why let another person go.

"Are you worried about safety?" Xing could only think of this.

Komatsu Jasmine shook her head, raised her head, and took off the huge glasses that had been stuck on her face.

In fact, there are no obvious defects, and there are no traces of horror.Miss Komatsu's skin is not dark, but it is not white either, and her pupils are very dark black.

If I really want to say anything, it looks too ordinary.

If, if she saw her real appearance, would the other party be disappointed? Komatsu Jasmine often thought so.

In fact, everyone has fantasies about unknown things, the more they like them, the more they hope for better things.

Xiaosong Moli didn't have the courage to face this matter, for fear that the other party would think she was not pretty and would ignore her again.After accidentally seeing the webpage of renting girlfriends, I came up with such an idea when I saw the beautiful photos on it.

If only I could look that pretty too.

"So, that day, I hope he can meet a beautiful and elegant Komatsu Jasmine."

As a third party, Apricot Midorima doesn't quite understand Komatsu Jasmine's thoughts. Perhaps, she is used to being praised for her appearance all the year round, so she doesn't quite understand the thoughts of ordinary people.

Although Komatsu Jasmine wants to present the best of herself to the other party, it is very possible that the other party is a greasy uncle or a woman.

Or a very ordinary otaku.Maybe, if she looks too good, she will scare people away.

Sometimes, it is easier to get along with being plain, and you can see through a person's heart better.

After Nazao Asahina got married to her favorite person, Ema, she had a particularly dull period of time.

Although Asahina Ema is an unrelated younger sister, she fell in love with her from the moment she entered this family.

The gentle and beautiful Ema attracted the brothers of the Asahina family, but everyone competed fairly, and in the end it was his younger brother who married Ema.

Although, when Ema rejected him, Zao easily said that it didn't matter, but only he knew the pain in his heart.

The heart seemed to be torn apart bit by bit, exposing the fresh and tender flesh, excruciating pain, but he could only watch the woman he loved so much leave his world from now on.

In the beginning, he spent all day in the unit working overtime, let the tedious work numb his nerves.

But there is always a time when the work will be done, and then there will be endless emptiness.In the middle of the night, I couldn't sleep at all, so I just searched for people nearby to chat.

Really found one.

Originally, Asahi Nazao didn't take it to heart, she just wanted to find someone to talk to, because it was a stranger, and she definitely didn't know who he was, so she narrated her bitterness unscrupulously.

Unexpectedly, gradually, he who confided unilaterally, and later the other party began to confide in him after typing a simple sign.

Zao thought, since the other party has become his trash can, then he should listen to it himself.

Unexpectedly, this back and forth has formed a habit.

If you don't read the content of an email every day, you will always feel that something is missing.The other party is a person who doesn't talk much, but the way he speaks is surprisingly comfortable. He should be a person with a delicate mind.

Zao is not a man who is obsessed with the Internet. He is used to the Internet connection and gradually wants to see the other person on the other end of the computer with his own eyes.

Then become friends in real life, come out to watch a movie and play ball together when you have nothing to do.

"Asahina, why did you get off work so early today?" The designer from the same company raised his eyelids, thinking that it was the man who had always been known as a workaholic who had left work.

Zao smiled, put on the coat, buttoned the top button earnestly and said, "I have something to do today."