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Chapter 232. You're all right, it's great (8000 words reached!)(1/2)

Since Nakajima Kamiya's parents are visiting tomorrow, Kitagawa Temple also asked Nakajima Kamiya and Kitagawa Eri to clean their not-to-clean living room.

Then he wanted to go out and buy some tea.

Because of the Hobby of Kitakawa Temple and the fact that there are so many people who have come to Kitakawa Temple recently, the tea consumption is a bit too high, so he has to go out.

But as soon as he went out, Kitakawa Temple felt the sight coming from the dark.

These are probably from the Nakajima Consortium.

And it depends on the situation, it should have been the past two days since I came here to squat.

It seems that Nakajima's parents did not care about her as Nakajima said.

Kitakawaji didn't care about them and walked towards the convenience store on his own.

When he bought something and came out of the convenience store, two bodyguards in black suits stood outside.

"Is it Mr. Kitagawa?" the first bodyguard with a buzz cut asked.

"Um."

"Can you please come with me? Please rest assured that we are from the Nakajima Consortium and are not suspicious people. Of course, if you don't want to go with us, we will not force you away, and everything will be decided by you."

The two bodyguards made way for the way, and they really looked like they were free to let them go.

Seeing their respectful faces, Kitagawaji just shook his head.

"It's useless to talk to me, the key is Miss Nakashima's own thoughts."

After saying this, Kitagawa Temple took a step away.

As mentioned earlier, this matter is a family matter of the Nakajima family.

Kitagawa Temple will not interfere in other people's family affairs, nor will it have the time to interfere in the family affairs of the Nakajima family.

If Nakajima Hashima can convince the head of the Nakajima family, Kitagawaji will continue to take care of her until the commission is over. If Nakajima Hashima Hashima Hashima is convinced by Nakajima Hashima, Kitagawaji will send her away without saying a word.

This was originally someone else's business, and he, an outsider, really had no position to interfere with Nakashima Kazuya and Nakashima Consortium.

Looking at Kitagawa Temple's departure back, the buzz-headed bodyguard also quickly called: "Sorry, Mr. Nakajima, we were unable to convince Mr. Kitagawa."

"Okay, I understand, I'll go back now."

He put away his cell phone, winked at his companions, and quickly disappeared into the vast night.

The next day, Beichuan house.

"Eri, you should be fine looking like I look like this, right?"

Nakajima Kazuka, wearing jeans and a white pink shirt, stood in front of the hanging mirror in the living room, while calling Kitagawa Eri to come and make her an idea.

"This is already the third set, Sister Kaoru." Kitagawa Eri pinched her eyebrows and said helplessly.

Because Chiba Teng will also witness the problems between Nakashima Kazuya and her parents today, she also has to take a day off.

But this day seemed to have been deprived of Nakajima Koichi.

She was woken up by Nakajima Kokawa early in the morning, and then watched her pick her clothes here.

The key is to choose clothes, but Nakashima Kaori still wants her to see.

Just forget it, Nakajima Kaori seems to care about her opinions at all, but the other party just asked him to take a look.

Yes, just take a look, and after reading, she went back to her room to change the next set.

However, seeing that Nakajima Kamika has always been her favorite singer, Kitagawa Eri didn't pay much attention to it.

The two continued to go to the room to change their clothes, Kitagawa Eri commented, went to the room to change their clothes, Kitagawa Eri evaluated this monotonous process.

"Isn't it the same thing to wear? Just keep a normal mindset. Don't be nervous about the sacred flowers." Qianye Ying said with a little worried about it.

She was afraid that what would happen to Nakashima Koka after she was nervous.

"Am I nervous?" Nakashima Kokan stopped carrying her clothes.

She glanced at Qianye Ying with some amusement: "Ying, do you underestimate me too much? I think I am just a simple salted egg?"

Nakajima Haku's neutral face was full of confidence: "Don't forget, I am facing a queen-level singer in the martial arts hall who has no color at all."

""Chianye Fly.

"I hope so." Chiba Ying shook her head, believing in Nakashima Kokawa's statement.

At this time, Kitakawaji walked over with a teacup.

The tea cup is paired with a small porcelain cup, and it looks very delicate.

"Let's have some tea."

Kitagawaji handed over the teacup in his hand to Nakashima Kokawa.

"Yes!" Nakashima Kohara put down her clothes and took the teacup without changing her face.

Crazy

Under the eyes of Chiba Teng and Kitagawa Eri, Nakashima Kokawa's palm holding the handle of the teacup and driving the teacup to dance.

The tea was stirred up and felt like it was about to spill out several times.

"Aren't you nervous?" Kitakawaji took the teacup back again, took a sip and asked.

""Nakashima Kazuya.

Kitagawaji's behavior was like pressing her to the ground and then stabbing her hard.

Chiba Ying sighed speechlessly, then gave her friends a step: "Actually, I can't blame Hikari. She hasn't met Nakajima and Aunt Nakajima for almost five years."

The more I talked about it, the more miserable I felt.

Nakajima Koha was a little sad and angry, but she didn't know how to refute Chiba Teng and Kitagawa Temple, so she could only lie on the sofa with a click, looking at the ceiling and thinking about life.

"Actually, Uncle Nakajima and Aunt Nakajima must also want to meet you, Kazuya. No matter what, I don't think you have to think too badly."

Chiba Ying comforted her.

"What makes me most complicated now is that I don't know what expression to face them."

As an artist, Nakajima Kazuya must have no problem in treating people and things.

But she hasn't met her parents for too long. What expression should she use and what should she do?

Just when she was worried, the voice of Kitagawa Temple rang again:

"Isn't it just meeting your parents? Just follow the usual pace. Miss Nakashima, you are very nervous now. This is human nature, but you should also think that your parents may be even more nervous than you."

"Will my parents be nervous? How is that possible?"

Nakajima Kamiya was a little silenced.

The father and mother in my memory are always serious and loving. As the helmsman of the Nakajima family, they have always been at the time of Mount Tai collapse without changing their qualities, and they want to make those two nervous

Too difficult.

"Miss Nakashima, you haven't met your parents for five years."

"I"

Nakajima Haya left university at the age of nineteen and chose her favorite music path. She made her debut at the age of twenty-two, and her career as a singer reached its peak at the age of twenty-three.

She is now twenty-four years old.

"In five years, maybe something has changed during this period." Kitagawaji did not make Nakashima Kokawa too optimistic, nor did she be too pessimistic.

"I see."

Nakashima Koha took a deep breath, and then thanked softly: "Thank you, Kitakawa. I've really been thanking you for your care."

She knew that this young man who didn't seem to have much emotional ups and downs actually did a lot of things for her.

I can rekindle my hope for life like now, thanks to Kitakawaji and

Nakajima Kazuka looked at Watanabe Sayuri floating in the air, her eyes softer.

Watanabe Sayuri has been cheering for her during this period, and her desire for life has also been conveyed to Nakashima Kokura's heart.

Kitagawaji said that as long as the time is right, Watanabe Koshuri will re-enter her body.

Thank you very much at that time.

I don't know when I owe a lot of favors

"It's okay." Kitagawaji waved his hand, his face still unchanged: "You don't have to thank me."

"Keikawa" Nakajima Kazuya was a little moved.

"You gave me money." Kitagawaji said again.

"Betchuan!!!"

Nakajima Konoha was exploded.

She was deeply moved, Kitagawaji choked her to death with one sentence, and her original emotion disappeared.

She looked at Beichuan Temple with annoyance and anger. When she wanted to say something, she heard Beichuan Temple ask:
To be continued...
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