Hachigaya Hachiman of the Department of Politics and Law

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"Hee hee hee……"

Listening to the laughter in the daughter's room, what is the problem that Mrs. Mrs is Mrs. I feel that my daughter is.

She doesn't understand why she is so happy in the past few days, and even hiding in her house.

If it is ordinary, you will be so loud, you are so loud, you know what you have.

This is what problems caused by Mrs. Marina is very worried about her daughter. It is already stupid. She hopes that her daughter will not be further stupid.

Stupid, there is really no boy to be, maybe it will be cheated to sell.

"I have to eat, have you eaten, haven't you write your hobby ?!"

I heard my mother's voice outside the door, she slightly, she passed the photos in her hands, put it in the drawer.

Looking at the homework that the word has not moved, she knew that she had to stay up late tonight.

"Ah, it's coming."

From a hurry, it hurried out the door.

Looking at her saying that she said with Mrs. Binfin: "Be careful, don't fall."

"I know, my mother"

She is going to go downstairs by her down, she will not go downstairs.

"Really ..."

From Mrs, Mrs, Mrs. I also said something to my youth, just when she is planning to follow the moment, a light flash is flashing ...

Everything I have thought of by things that is naturally a matter of Mrs. Mrs. Nature.

'No, I secretly look? '

'Well, just ...'

'As long as I don't look for my clothes, I won't expose I have seen it. '

The words, there will be no contradictions like other families. '

The inner heart quickly persuaded himself. She listened to his daughter's already away footsteps, quickly turned around to twisted his daughter's door.

Sure enough, this girl is still the habit of locking the door.

From Mrs, Mrs, Mrs. I feel like a thief, as if I am very disgusted, I have become the bad parents of the child's mouth.

But this can't stop her in my heart ...

"Should it be in the drawer? Or is it under the table cloth? Do you want to see a diary?"

"Ah, find it."

By the Mrs, Mrs. Binbi, I thought I had to find a long time, I was worried about my daughter.

However, this time she opened the drawer and saw the photo bag with a store name, it seems that this thing seems to be still not small.

"this is?"

The photo is slowly smoked by Mrs. Binfin, when she seeing the people above, she is shocked by her parents ...

"This……"

"this is not?!"

At this time, I realized that it was not right than the buddy clothes.

She fiercely saw her mother was turning on her.

That seems to be a flame to burn her from the foot.

"mom?!!"

She swearing that there is no sharp call in this life. Perhaps you can be more born when you are born.

"Ah ... I ... Which one?"

Putting the photo back to the wife, the next consciousness is placed behind his body, the whole person is like a stolen Dongxi, and said: "That, you listen to me, I explain it ..."

"you saw it?!"

It is red by the face of Binbian, and she didn't see her mother for a long time after the building, so I felt that I felt that I ran back. I didn't think that her feels particularly accepted at this time.

This feeling is too bad, and it is even better than pretending to be in the face.

But now it is late ...

"mom!"

By grabbing your own things before the buddy clothes, the face is red, and it is hidden behind him.

It is a mother and daughter, and the two people do are exactly the same action.

"Mom, how can you do this ?!"

"That, I am very sorry ... The one, the clothes ..." "Bed, Mrs. Baba, said:" In fact, the clothes, the boy who already has a girlfriend, this is actually a bad "

"Ah, ah!!! Don't say it !!!!"

By being exploded by Binzi, she didn't want to hear these words that her mother's mouth was in his mouth.

"Mom, you hurry out! Go out!"

The photo bag was thrown into the bed in the bed, and his mother was pushed forward.

After all, there are some privacy of your own daughter. By Mrs. Binfin, there is still a little embarrassment, just reluctant persuades: "This is not, the clothes, you have to listen to my mother. Grab the boys don't work, but the nitrate is not you What is your friend? Mom not remember to have such teach you. "

"No! Mom, don't guess!"

From the hard work of Binbiao, she quickly smoked his door after pushing his mother, back to the door.

Holding your own red face, I don't know what to think about it low.

"Hat up! You listen to me, we can talk slowly, you go out to eat."

"I don't eat it! Mom, you are too annoying!"