[Comprehensive] Rental Girlfriend Office

Nazao Asahina was rarely so nervous.He went home to take a shower and put on a new suit.

Having known each other through email chat for half a year, Zao can probably feel that the other party is a young woman.Looking at himself in the mirror, Zao straightened his hair at the temples, and the hair was tightly attached to the scalp, looking meticulous.

Although I don't know what the other person looks like, he must be a nice person.

Button the cuffs, fasten the tie, put on the watch, and then go to the agreed place as soon as possible.

Komatsu Jasmine’s family runs a high-end kimono store, Xing has several sets of kimonos, but her kimonos are obviously too cheap in front of professionals in this industry.

Komatsu Jasmine only took a second look, and then asked her family to bring over her usual clothes, and finally chose a light purple kimono.

The handmade kimonos have exquisite patterns, and the high-quality fabrics feel slippery to the touch. Xing's hair usually doesn't like to be tied up, and it is scattered on one side, making it curly, which looks very foreign.Komatsu Jasmine couldn't see it, and felt that it was in conflict with dignity and elegance, so she seriously helped her with a hairstyle.

In Komatsu Jasmine's dexterous hands, the soft hair is woven into wheat ears, hooked on the temples, with rows of small flowers inserted on them, which looks very demure.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she was well-dressed and well-groomed, she really looked like a young lady.

"Miss Xiaosong, you have really thought it through." Xing once again confirmed that although the task is not difficult, for another person, even if it is a white lie, the two of them may really never see each other again in reality. Opportunity to get in touch.

"Please, Miss Midorima." Komatsu Jasmine pleaded solemnly. The movement of bending over and lowering her eyebrows is very beautiful. If you just look at the back view, you must think that she is a beautiful woman with a lot of temperament.

Xiaosong Moli set two relative positions, and she only needs to take a light glance to see what is happening here.

Midorima Xing was not nervous, she was playing with her mobile phone, wondering who would come over.The quality of online dating is really not guaranteed, and those who have money and ability seldom have time to play this.

Before the appointed time, a man in a suit passed by. The man seemed to be looking for a seat, checked the seat number, and finally took a seat beside her.

The man's voice was a little nervous and low, but the texture of the voice was surprisingly nice.

There was a fresh fragrance on the man's body, and he raised his eyelids submissively. What caught his eyes was a handsome man with short orange hair and beautiful purple pupils. His eyes didn't dare to look at her, they were evasive. A light pink stained his cheeks.

He was uncomfortable and seemed a very shy man.

Xing was a little surprised, after all, she would meet such a high-quality man while chatting casually.

"Xiao Song Jasmine is my real name, may I ask you who you are?" Xing Luoluo asked generously.

"Asahina date."

It was the first time for Zao to see such a beautiful woman, with an elegant figure and exquisite appearance, just like a character created in the game.

Stared at by those light brown eyes, his throat was a bit dry.

"Whatever you like to eat, just order." Zao is not good at talking to girls, so he can only speak polite words.

"A cup of jasmine tea is fine."

"En, good." Zao nodded, and ordered a lot of desserts recommended by the clerk.

"I don't know what you like, you can eat whatever you want." Zao smiled awkwardly, her eyes always falling on Xing's face inadvertently.

Although I once thought of a more beautiful girl for a moment, but I just thought about it, never thought that she would be such a beautiful big beauty, such a beauty can be used as a model.

Moreover, the character is so gentle.Zao's cheeks became even hotter when he thought that the woman in front of him was actually the one he was talking to all this time.

"In the email, Ms. Xiaosong said that she has been unpopular, which seems to be too modest."

Zao remembered that Miss Xiaosong said that she was an ordinary-looking, unfeminine person, and she never enjoyed the taste of love since she was a child.

However, Zao looked at the smiling woman in front of her. She was not considered ordinary-looking. She probably had too high a vision, and ordinary people didn't care about it.

"Really?" Zao didn't deny or refute.Ms. Xiaosong showed her the content of the email, in case it would be bad to wear it.

"But I remember you also said that you are a very unattractive man." Xing couldn't help laughing.Seeing the content of the email, subconsciously, people would think of a man with mediocre appearance and no progress in work, who was far different from himself.

"Ah, yes." The nature of Nazao Asahina's work caused him to seldom have contact with outsiders.Surrounded by a group of smelly men, they don't have much idea of ​​their appearance.

At home, he is definitely not outstanding in terms of appearance.

Besides, it is estimated that in the eyes of Miss Komatsu, his estimation can only be regarded as ordinary.

"Miss Xiaosong, this is the game I mentioned to you last time." Zao suddenly remembered one more thing, so he took out a game CD from his bag.

They were able to chat for so long, not only because the two of them happened to be sympathetic to each other at the same time, but more importantly, they had a strong interest in games.

Asahina Zaomoto is a game designer, proficient in the production and strategy of various games, and Komatsu Jasmine is also a hardcore player of the game, and the two often team up to pass the level.

Before, Zao mentioned that he had made a new game, which had not yet been launched and was in the trial stage. Komatsu Jasmine said that she was very interested, so she brought the game over.

Xing was not very interested, but smiled and accepted it for Miss Komatsu.

Xing's appetite is good, he ate several cakes, and Zao found a topic without saying a word, which seemed to be a pain in the ass.It's just a matter of saying that the weather is really nice today.

Xing wiped the corners of her mouth, clasped her hands together, rested her chin on her chin, squinted her eyes and smiled, seemingly unintentionally asking, "Mr. Asahina, have you ever wondered what I look like?"

"Before I came here, I thought about you a lot, maybe it was an uncle, or a little brother or something." Xing deliberately prolonged the end of her voice as a joke.

Zao rubbed his head. In fact, he had been trying to find a time to make it clear that for men, age and appearance would not be particularly important to them.If the other party asked for a photo, he would give it to him, but the other party never mentioned it.

It happened that he wanted to use this meeting to confess his true situation.

Xing opened up the topic, and Zao also relaxed a bit. "Actually, I thought about it too."

"But, actually, I don't care too much. Age doesn't matter at all. I just think it's nice to have someone to talk to."

During the period of broken love, if it was not for the encouragement of Miss Komatsu, Zao felt that life must have been more difficult.

Xing subconsciously glanced in Miss Komatsu's direction, and it could be seen that Miss Komatsu's eyes were almost glued to the man in front of her.

It would be better to check Miss Komatsu's intentions again.

After all, there is still a difference between online and real contact, and I was thinking of finding a reason to go out and ask.

Zao on the opposite side suddenly spoke.

"Miss Xiaosong." The falling voice was solemn and deep.

Xing met with an extremely serious face.

"What's wrong?" Xing asked.

"Miss Xiaosong, I actually had this idea before, but after seeing you in person, I became more convinced." Zao's pupils were bright, and she seemed very persistent, and her eyes were fixed on her all the time.

"Can you date me?"

It is no longer possible for Ema to be with him anymore. He is almost 30 years old, and he is not young anymore.Seeing that the colleagues around him all have their own families, he also hopes to have a woman who can wait for him at home.

He also began to think that he really wanted to find another woman, fall in love, get married and have children.

Miss Komatsu Jasmine made him feel special.

"Ah." A woman exclaimed in a low voice, and they both turned their attention to the source of the voice.

Ms. Komatsu accidentally knocked over the quilt and spilled tea all over her body. Although she quickly wiped it with a paper towel, it was too late, and conspicuous water stains were printed on the kimono.She didn't even dare to look up at them.

After the waiter came over, she hurried to the direction of the bathroom.

The topic was interrupted midway, "Sorry, Mr. Asahina, I'm going to the bathroom first."

In front of the huge mirror, Xiaosong Moli was carefully handling the traces of her clothes, looking at her with a somewhat lonely expression.

"Miss Komatsu, tell me what to do next." Xing didn't expect Mr. Asahina to say that as soon as he came up.

Ms. Komatsu must be consulted for the answer.However, if Ms. Komatsu does not intend to meet people with their true colors, there is actually no need for consent at all.

Looking at Asahina-kun's sincere appearance, I presume that he is serious.

Miss Xiaosong was obviously stunned, her eyes moved slightly on her ordinary face.

"Can I refuse him?" Xing asked, subconsciously catching Xiaosong's pale face and bloodless lips.

In fact, if it is really based on appearance, maybe it is really not a good match, but two people can be together, it is more about personality, hobbies and so on.

Among the people I met before, many of them were good-looking, but the other half was very ordinary, but they were able to be together, presumably there must be something else moving.

"Then I'll answer like this." Seeing that Komatsu Jasmine didn't object, she acquiesced to this way of handling things.

Unexpectedly, when he reached the door, Xing was suddenly stopped.

Looking back, what I saw was a pair of moist eyes, dark and full of water vapor.

"Miss Midorima, I hope you agree instead of me."