"Five to nine" ignores

"

Renji Hachiya's eyes lit up immediately.

Facts have proved that eight of the ten sentences Maori Masako said are unreliable.

Renji Hachiya sat on the sofa by the window and watched Masako Mori who was eating strawberry cake.

Compared with two years ago, this woman has become too much.

The posture is casual, the demeanor is calm, the eyes are calm, and the smile is gentle.

Without his presence, she still lived better.

The thought that suddenly crossed his mind made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"What's the matter? Putting on this expression?" Masako Mori, who ate half of the six-inch strawberry cake, finally adjusted her mentality.

It's not the age of a little girl who just fell in love at the age of seventeen or eighteen and insisted on guarding herself like a jade and not marrying for true love. Now she is financially independent and lives freely.

After figuring this out, Masako Maori finally had the courage to attack the tender grass.

Ah no, sure enough, seeing that face still feels like committing a crime!

Masako Moriya wished to hit her head on the ground in her heart, but her expression remained calm.

"20-year-old Hachiya-kun." Masako Mori raised her eyes to look at him seriously, and suddenly laughed under the somewhat puzzled eyes of Renji Hachiya, with sly eyes.

She suddenly stretched out her arm and brought the silver spoon in her hand to his mouth.

——The spoon was filled with sweet cream that she deliberately filled.

"Today is your birthday, so at least you have to have a bite to celebrate your birthday."

Fourth see

Two days later, Masako Mori returned to Japan with Renji Hachiya.

Having not been back for two years, Masako Mori felt a little uncomfortable with the scenery of this city.

In addition to Natori Fuyuka, the people who came to pick up the plane included Yuki Rinaka and Sakuraba Ningning who didn't have much contact with her.

Masako Mori was in a daze for a moment before recalling.

Ah, Ning Ning Sakuraba is now Yuki Raka's girlfriend.

Masako Mori looked at Yuki Rinaka, who seemed to have resumed her men's attire after getting a girlfriend, Sakuraba Ningning, and couldn't help smiling.

"Long time no see, Fuyuka." Masako Mori took the lead in giving Natori Fuyuka a hug, "Congratulations."

"Welcome back, sister Masako~" Natori Fuyuka, who was wearing a milky white Lolita dress, embraced Masako Mori affectionately, and at the same time kissed Masako on the face unceremoniously, which drew a dissatisfied stare from Renji Hachiya See.

Possessively put his hand on Masako Mori's shoulder, and while hugging her close to him, he lowered his head and kissed the corner of Masako's lips in a gesture.

"Hmph." Seeing this scene, Natori Fuyuka forced a soft hum from her throat with some disdain.

As for it, vinegar jar?

As a mature adult who is about to enter the state of prostitution, she will not care about this kind of brat who has not yet been weaned.

Due to time constraints, a group of five people left the airport separately. Masako Mori and Renji Hachiya left first due to the exhaustion of the journey. Yuki Urizhong and Ning Ning Sakuraba also went on a date together, leaving only Fuyuka Natori waiting at the door .

It took her a while to see her fiancé, who was unable to pick up the plane in time due to work reasons.

"Mishima-kun." Even after two years, Natori Fuyuka is still more accustomed to this slightly unfamiliar address, "You are so late."

Natori Fuyuka reached out and hugged Satoshi Mishima, and the latter had long been used to the clinginess of his fiancée, so he just stroked her hair, "Don't be coquettish, I'm here."

"It's not acting like a baby, Fuyuka is a mature adult now." Natori Fuyuka curled her lips and looked up at her lover.

"Yes, mature adults." Satoshi Mishima raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a beautiful and reserved smile, "The adults who were arguing at home yesterday that they must go to the children's playground to take pictures."

"Mishima-kun!" Natori Fuyuka stomped her feet immediately, and called out a little angrily.

"Go home." Satoshi Mishima patted Natori Fuyuka on the head and coaxed.

"Yeah." Natori Fuyuka buried her head in Mishima Satoshi's coat, and the third button of the shirt was stuck to the tip of her nose, but the coolness made her feel at ease, "I really hope that Hachiya-kun and Masako can also be happy forever .”

"Little ghost." Satoshi Mishima sighed, and did not comment on his girlfriend's naive thoughts.

Holding Natori Fuyuka's cold hands, he said softly, "We will be happy."

Natori Fuyuka was stunned for a moment, and then showed a sweet smile.

She was almost crying with joy.

"Mishima-kun." She looked at him with sincere and focused eyes, "I like Mishima-kun the most."

"What an idiot." The sudden confession made Mishima Satoshi's ears turn red, he reached out his hand to cover Natori Fuyuka's bright eyes, and said something inaudibly.

After several hours of driving, it was already evening and the sun was setting when we returned to Tokyo.

Masako Mori was motion sick and had been sleeping since getting in the car. When she woke up from a deep sleep, the men's coat on her body fell to her knees.

She stared blankly at the coat for a few times, and her eyes gradually recovered.

She rubbed her head and sat up straight, her chaotic thoughts hadn't come to her senses for a while.

"Wake up." Renji Hachiya picked up his coat and threw it aside, then picked up the mineral water he bought after getting off the plane, unscrewed the bottle cap graciously and handed it to Masako Maori.

Masako Moori moved her wrist a little bit, feeling that the lost strength in her hand had regained some strength before taking the mineral water.

The water is warm.

Masako Maori was slightly surprised, turned her head to look at the smiling young man beside her, and silently swallowed a sip of water.

After several sips, she finally felt that the dryness in her throat had subsided a little. Masako Mori screwed on the bottle cap silently, and handed it to Renji Hachiya again.

"Is the hotel booked yet?" She asked worriedly.

"It's booked, let's just go straight there." Renji Hachiya withdrew the smile on his face, as if he didn't like Masako Mori's questioning of him.

"Okay." There was no more words after that.

After getting out of the car silently, the two of them went through the housing formalities together and took the stairs upstairs.

Masako Mori has a slight phobia of claustrophobia and some elevator sickness.

She took the initiative to lean into Renji Hachiya's arms, and buried her face in the other's chest.

The tip of the nose smelled of nice laundry detergent, obviously a temperature I liked very much, but at the moment it made Masako Mori dizzy.

Her body shook a little unsteadily.

Renji Hachiya tightened her arms around her, comforting her softly, "We'll be there soon."

He also only knew about these little problems after interacting with Masako Mori.

Motion sickness, airsickness, elevator sickness.

I don't know how she survived by herself before.

Renji Hachiya recalled when he was studying at ELA in high school, every time he bumped into this guy in the elevator, he always looked calm and careless.

Really able to pretend.

He gritted his teeth at Masako Mori's indifferent hatred towards outsiders, but he turned his head and smiled with relief.

Look, no matter how calm you looked before, now you are not curled up in his arms and acting like a spoiled child.

"Ding——" the elevator opened, and the pale-faced Masako Mori was led out by Renji Hachiya.

"Di—" After swiping the room card, Renji Hachiya simply picked up Masako Mori and walked into the room.

He knew that Masako Maori had a habit of not going to bed unless she took a bath, so he could only put her on the sofa.

Masako Mori was also really uncomfortable, she nestled into the soft sofa and watched Renji Hachiya busy around.

Renji Hachiya turned on the water dispenser first, but after thinking about it, she felt that this was too slow, so she called the customer service and brought up a cup of warm water.

Only then did I have the time to pack the suitcases that arrived earlier than them.

Rummaging around to find a pack of plum candy, Masako Mori has never been resistant to such sweet and sour things.

Open the package and feed Masako Mori to eat one, the original bitterness on the tongue coating is immediately washed away by the sour taste of plum sugar.

Still feeling very uncomfortable in her stomach, Masako Moriya blinked, and suddenly reached out to wrap her arms around the waist of the young man who was sitting by the sofa.

"Little Liansi, you are so considerate." She laughed, her face turned a little rosy, "Sister Masako needs a reward."

She pulled Renji Hachiya's neckline and forced him to bend down. As soon as her pale lips touched his lips, the unpleasant bell rang.Masako Mori was startled for a moment, then she fell back on the sofa and laughed happily.

Renji Hachiya, who didn't get the reward, was left to open the door.

fifth dirt

Seeing Renji Hachiya come back with water, Masako Moria sat up from the sofa and reached out to take the glass of water.

"I still want to eat plum candy." She took the glass of water, but didn't drink it, she just raised her head and acted like a baby to Renji Hachiya.

Renji Hachiya smiled, stretched out his hand and pinched Masako Mori's fair left cheek, "There's really nothing I can do about you."

Masako Mori puffed up her face a little unhappy, a rare childish look.

"I'm also afraid of you." Renji Hachiya has also seen Masako Maori's methods of acting like a baby, especially when someone is drunk, it is even more difficult to deal with.

Masako Moriya blinked, a blush suddenly appeared on her face.

She raised her head to support her forehead, lowered her eyes, and her tone returned to alienation, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Just as Renji Hachiya was about to say something, Masako Moriya held her hand and sat down beside her.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Renji Hachiya let Masako Maori shrink into her arms, and reached out to touch her cheek.

Masako Moriya shook her head silently, and the room was silent for a while.

Just when Renji Hachiya thought that Masako Mori had fallen asleep again, the person in her arms had already changed her position and looked at him