The surface is wiped cleanly...the glass bottles containing countless paper stars.

Just as the palm trembled, paper stars fell from it—

This is the star bottle that Sasahara gave him when he first met Nishiki.

However, later, Sasahara Yuki found that Nishiki was not a bad guy, so he took the Star Bottle away again.

I think this is something very important to her.

But now she handed this thing to herself...

"Then I'll accept it." Xichengyi put it in her pocket.

He didn't thank him.

In fact, there is no need to thank you.

In addition, Nishiki Style also knows this little guy named Yuki Sasahara.

She doesn't like this kind of troublesome thing about thanking you all the time.

He nodded to Oezumi and Sasahara Yuki again, and finally turned around and left.

"..." Yuki Sasahara wiped his hands behind his back.

She looked at the back of Xicheng Style, which had no intention of turning back at all, and opened her mouth.

The mouth shape is very clear.

"Thanks."

......

Xicheng style has always been an action-oriented person who wants to do it.

Without any hesitation, he simply took his luggage and rode on the Shinkansen back to Tokyo.

On the way, he also called Bai Wu Shenzi.

After all, this was lying to Natsuki's study in Sasahara, Funkyo District.

Maybe I don’t know any nouns in it, so I call it the Baiwu family library, the Baiwu family, and Xicheng style has a clear mind.

Although this seems to be a bit of using the God Son of White Mur as a tool... But when I think that the God Son of White Mur has always claimed to be his fiancée, it shouldn't be a big problem to ask her to help this.

Xicheng Style quickly got off the Shinkansen and transferred to a residential area in Funkyo District at the same time.

He just gave the money to get out of the car.

The next kick immediately heard the voice of the God Son of Baiwu.

"Shijun!"

Xicheng style looks at it in the sound.

I saw the White Mist Godson wearing a white sweater trotting over.

"...Son of God." Xichengshi greeted her, and then looked over carefully.

The White Mist God Son has not changed much.

Long hair, soft eyebrows and big shiny eyes can be called the word beauty.

But her nose was red with redness and her cheeks were also blushing, and she looked like she had been frozen for a long time.

"How long have you been here?"

Xicheng Style asked as she looked at it.

"Hehe...it's not long."

The God of White Mist blew and sighed twice, stirring her white fingers and answered very seriously.

"How long will it take not too long?" Xichengshi asked again.

"It's not long." Bai Wu Shenzi showed a confused expression, "It's only three or four hours."

Three or four hours is not long?

Seeing the White Mist Godzi wearing a thin pure white sweater, Xicheng Style couldn't help but shake her head.

Let’s not talk about the magical concept of time of the God of White Mur, just for her body-

Are all Japanese girls like this?

Just whether it is beautiful or not, don’t even care about the temperature?

He took off his coat and directly put it on the body of the God of Mist.

"Shijun..." The Godzi Baiwu pulled his coat and his eyes flashed.

"This is what's in the TV series! Shijun!"

She excitedly pulled up Xicheng-style palms, still muttering:

"The hero handed over the only one piece of clothing to the heroine to keep the heroine warm, but he endured hunger and cold... It's so romantic!"

The White Mist Godzi couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Until she saw Xichengshi take out another piece of clothing from his suitcase and wear it on her body-

"Well..."

The son of the White Mist made a sound like a dead goose whose neck was pinched.

"No matter whether it is a TV series or not." Xichengshi tightened her clothes and glanced at Baiwu Shenzi: "Since I have so many clothes, it is impossible for me to take into account your 'romance'."

Xicheng style is unwilling to be frozen for the romantic romance of the Godson of Baiwu.

Although there are already signs of spring, it is still very cold now.

"Um..." Bai Wu Shenzi touched her head and thought for a while. She was not so willful that she could not wear clothes in Xicheng style, so she suddenly saw it: "By the way, Shijun, didn't you say on the phone that you had something to look for me? What's wrong?"

This is asking Xichengshi why she asked her over.

"Something I want you to help me with it."

A brief explanation of the Xicheng style.

His words were a little confused, but the White Mizuki Godzi quickly reacted, "Is it about Sasahara Natsuki?"

What Shiktor wants to ask is definitely something about weirdness, and according to what he has recently investigated... the most likely one is Sasahara Natsuki.

"Yes." Xicheng style responded.

I have to say that since I found the original memory of the God Son of White Mur, the God Son of White Mur has become much smarter now.

While walking with the White Mist Godson, Xicheng-style briefly told her what happened.

"Sasawara Natsuki's study...so that's it, I probably understand."

Baiwu Shenzi pinched his chin and his eyes flashed: "In other words, Shijun, you need me to help you explain some nouns that you don't know?"

"Well...and it's almost time to arrive."

Xicheng style stopped and looked at the house in front of him.

A small single-family house on the second floor...

This is more like an ordinary house than a study.

And the most important thing is... this small single-family house is also located in a place like Wenjing District where every inch of land is valuable...

The eyes of Xicheng style narrowed.

——What's wrong.

This is just a simple consideration and you will probably understand it.

Even if Natsuki Sasahara and Yuki Sasahara are top students who graduated from Tsukuba University, a scholar... it would be difficult to get this place down, right?

In addition, I also hired Dajiang Zi, a housekeeper...

Is the Sasahara family really so rich?

To take a step back, isn’t it enough to just buy a smaller apartment like study?

Xicheng style keenly noticed something wrong.

"Shijun...this..."

The God Son of White Mist obviously also discovered something wrong.

She turned her head to look at Xicheng style.

"Get in."

Xicheng style shook his head and put the thoughts in his head aside for the time being.

No matter what you see outside, it doesn't matter to the Xicheng style.

The most important thing is what's inside.
Chapter completed!