Comprehensive Dimensional Double Repair

Xuhua curled her lips, her complexion was a little reddish, and she looked towards the field subconsciously. The wheat field under the sun gave out a dazzling light. I have to say that the countryside always has a natural and freshness that the city does not have.

"Perhaps, a girl as cute as Owha, even my brother, actually likes it very much."

Ito Makoto couldn't help but smile, his eyes hot.

The girl was said to be a little shy, her voice low, her little hand subconsciously wanted to get out of Makoto Ito's embrace, but Makoto Ito held it tightly, "Is Ohana also shy?"

"There's no...nothing."

Xuhua shook her head like a rattle.

The two of them walked a long way, and there is a hotel in the distance, which is the destination of Makoto Ito and Oka. This hotel is not big, but it is not small, and it has a very long history. A different kind of rustic taste.

Two young girls dressed in traditional brown kimonos stood quietly at the door, and the name of the hotel was Xicuizhuang.

"Excuse me... are you Owha?"

Nako opened her mouth, her voice was very gentle and small, but hearing the earlobe, it was very pleasing to the eye.

"Yep……"

Xuhua lowered her head, a little embarrassed.

"Then this is?"

Waiter Wajima, who was in her twenties, glanced at Makoto Ito. She was no worse than anyone in a kimono.

"He is my brother."

Xuhua briefly introduced.

"It turns out that this is the case. This is Xicuizhuang. Welcome you all. That... I'll take you to see the boss."

Wajima gestured to Nanako, and the two walked directly into the hotel, while Makoto Ito and Oka followed.

Chapter Three Push Down the Thread Flower

When I came to the interior of Xicuizhuang's hotel, it was clean and tidy as if it had been cleaned from beginning to end.

"Brother, what kind of person would your grandmother be like?"

Oka stretched out her hand and pulled Makoto Ito's hand, and asked curiously.

"I do not know either."

Makoto Ito spread his hands. Although he has seen the original work, he hasn't seen it personally. Naturally, he can't say anything. But the only thing that is certain is that Owha's expectation is that the other party will treat him better, but according to From the original impression, 400,000 Cui is definitely a stern grandmother through and through.

Oshimizu Nako is only seventeen years old this year. She is an employee of Xicuizhuang Hotel. She has a beautiful figure with her back facing away. She looks like a very shy girl. She walks in front of Makoto Ito and Oka, and finally pushes her grandmother away. Door.

An old man who was only 70 years old was wearing a kimono, but he still looked full of energy. The years couldn't hide her indifferent mentality, "People have come."

Nanako asked in a low voice, looking a little scared of the old man.

Grandma nodded, turned around slowly, and looked at Xuhua quietly, "You and your mother are like carved out of the same mold, but I don’t know if your character is as disappointing as hers. And capricious."

"Why... Why did you say this at the first meeting."

Xuhua was a little embarrassed with her head down. She hadn't seen her grandmother for so many years, but after seeing it, it would be like this.

"What kind of scene do you want us to meet? Is it to hug you, to hug you, or what?"

Four hundred thousand Cui shook his head, "You are not young anymore. Okay, you will live here temporarily in the future. Just like Naoko, you can work in the hotel in the future."

After 400,000 Cui finished speaking, he picked up a cup of tea and took a sip, finally falling on Makoto Ito.

"you are……"

She opened her mouth and asked suspiciously.

"He is the brother..."

Maybe it was because I was afraid that Makoto Ito would be bullied, so Oka whispered.

"Brother? I don't remember when Gao Yue had a son."

Four hundred thousand Cui shook his head, "Um... Actually, I heard someone say that Miss adopted a child."

It was the eldest son of Xicuizhuang, who was also the son of 400,000 Cui, a man with glasses.

Makoto Ito listened quietly. In fact, there is nothing wrong with this. The Japanese tradition is still very particular about some rules. When meeting, they always maintain the most basic etiquette. As for asking about housework and the like, they themselves are elders. It should have been done.

"So, what's your name."

Cui was taken aback for a moment, but her expression remained unchanged, "I have always been surprised, how could Gao Yue give birth to such a handsome person."

"Makoto, Makoto Ito."

The young man said respectfully.

"Well, good. You live here with Oka, but it may be very hard. If you can't persist, you can directly ask me to send you back to Tokyo."

Four hundred thousand Cui didn't say anything. After speaking, she turned her back and sipped tea slightly to the scenery outside the window.

"You come with me."

Caizi sighed. Even she didn't understand the relationship between this grandmother and granddaughter. Why is it so stiff? Maybe it's just that Cui and Gaoyue's mother-daughter relationship is relatively stiff, because the two have severed their mother-daughter relationship a long time ago.

In this way, I live in the house here with Oka. Makoto Ito and Oka slept in the same room, perhaps because they were brothers and sisters, so there was not much to avoid.

After closing the door, the surroundings were extremely clean, Xuhua sat in front of the window sill, looking at this strange place, slightly lost, "Silly girl thinking alone?"

The young man hugged his sister Owha's body from behind.

"My brother is a little scared, everything here is so strange, I don't know what will happen in the future, and grandma doesn't seem to like me very much."

Xuhua is a bit bitter.

"Serious on the surface, in fact, it's not that I don't like you. It's another way of showing love. Grandma just lets you learn something."

Makoto Ito buried his head on Oka's shoulder, smelling the unique scent in her body, revealing an obsessive touch.

"It turned out to be so, I thought I was annoying."

Owha breathed a sigh of relief, and her mood gradually returned to calm. I don’t know why, every time I hear Makoto Ito’s voice, no matter what he says, she will believe in her heart without hesitation...

"How come, no one will hate you for a cute girl like Owha."

Ito Makoto subconsciously moved his cheek closer, opened his lips slightly, and kissed her neck.