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197. Towards the end of Christmas (6)(1/2)

"Stop making bad ideas."

"It is the stupidest way to stay neutral, Watanabe classmate."

Toru Watanabe's answer was attacked by both of them again.

But now, he has gradually become accustomed to it.

"Get in the bath agent." He changed the subject

There is a pleasant fragrance in the shop selling bath agents.

Miki Kujo is interested in European carbonic acid bathing agents, and uses one piece at a time to wash them, one piece at a time of four hundred yen.

"I'll buy it next." Shiro Watanabe fell into deep thought.

Two expensive ladies in their nearly forty years and two 16-year-old beautiful girls, what gifts should I give?

This shopping mall is very big, from daily department stores to famous brand goods, but they should not be happy after receiving the things they can buy with money.

I thought for a while and had no idea at all.

"Have you thought about it?" After walking around, Miki Kujo was already tired.

"Buy a belt." Shiro Watanabe gave up, no matter whether the person who received the gift would be happy.

Whether it is Miki Kujo or Rin Kiyono, sometimes she wears a skirt and likes to tie her waist with a belt, which looks fashionable and elegant.

The two of them had slender waists and were tied with belts, so graceful that they wanted to hug them hard and press them on the bed.

Miki Kujo has been done by him.

In the Hermès store, Toru Watanabe picked a belt with navy blue surface and amber yellow inside.

Choose the color and the clerk asks for the size.

Watanabe Toru put his hand on his chin, looked at the ceiling, and muttered in a low voice:

"Miki 62, Kiyono is about the same, Kyujo's mother 68? No, I recently met and it seems that I have fallen to 65. Kiyono's mother, well, I don't know if I have gained weight or lost weight recently."

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Just as he was trying to recall Kiyono's mother, he was kicked in the calf.

"What are you doing?" He turned around and the two young ladies stared at him with a very bad look on their faces.

"How do you know their waistline?" Miki Kujo looked at him coldly.

"I, I, I am good at math. As long as there is one case of data, everything else can be calculated."

Miki Kyujo looked at Rin Kiyono, and Rin Kiyono nodded.

Miki Kyujo said to Toru Watanabe with murderous intent: "I really want to dig out your eyes."

"Don't! I haven't seen enough of you yet!"

"Then when will you see enough?" Miki Kujo asked with a sneer.

"If you ask, you will definitely be your life." Watanabe Takashi wrapped his hands around Miki Miki's slender waist, "This waist and this figure are indescribable."

"Customer, guest" the clerk who was registering the message hesitated.

Miki Kyujo waved her hand and opened Toru Watanabe's hand: "Hurry up, don't be too slow."

"Abide by the order!"

"Just press 62 to help me choose. If the two aunts accidentally get it, they can use it even if they don't need it. They just take the opportunity to lose weight."

The clerk asked some questions about materials, the thickness of the clothes, etc., but Toru Watanabe didn't understand at all, so he said it according to the situation of Miki Kyujo.

A belt with a wide index finger and no decoration, it cost more than 400,000 yen to Tsushi Watanabe.

This price is sloppy, and the expensive ladies and ladies should not just throw it aside after getting it.

When I went downstairs, the "Princess Hugging Girlfriend Competition" was at its most intense moment.

In the remaining two groups, one boy roared to the sky, and the other one roared desperately.

The girlfriends who were being held either wipe their sweat or shout for help.

Looking at this scene, Rin Kiyono felt a little incredible: "Is Wu Qianyen so attractive?"

"When I went up, it might be for 5,000 yen, but after the game started, it would have nothing to do with 5,000 yen," said Toru Watanabe.

Kiyono Rin put his hand on his chin, thought for a while, and understood what Watanabe Toru meant, and said without interest:

"Men's boring self-esteem."

Good physical strength and long time, this is the eternal battlefield for men. If another person is changed, Watanabe Toru would say so.

Back in the car, the luxury car went straight to Nagata Town where the Kiyono family was located, a place where island government officials gathered.

After knowing to go directly to Kiyono's house, Watanabe Tsubaki asked in confusion: "Let's go in school uniform?"

Miki Kyujo, who was holding the handrail of the car door, opened her eyes, pointed her fingers at her temples, and looked at him and said:

"Forgot you."

"What does this mean?"

"The Kiyono family has the clothes I wear."

"You guys have such a good relationship?"

"Ha." The two young ladies sneered at the same time.

It seems to be bad indeed.

"What should I do?" asked Toru Watanabe.

"It's too troublesome to go back, find a place to buy it." Miki Kujo lazily closed her eyes again.

Then, she found a boutique men's clothing store on the way and picked out clothes for Toru Watanabe.

So far, Miki Kujo has bought a lot of clothes for Toru Watanabe.

Needless to say, the "disposable" thing in Watanabe Tsubasa is in the "Chyoda Villa" and the store that Kujo Miki likes, will deliver the latest men's clothing on time. Watanabe Tsubasa every time he walks.

In addition, there are custom suits that are expensive.

When you arrive in Nagata Town, fifty meters away from the Kiyono family's house, Watanabe Tsubaki saw the sign "Private residence, no access".

The car was parked at the gate of the wall, and the servant helped to open the door.

"Miss Kiyono, Miss Kujo, Master Watanabe!" the guard bowed and shouted.

After dating Miki Kujo for more than half a year, Toru Watanabe has become accustomed to this situation.

Walking into the wall, Rin Kiyono asked the maid beside him: "Where are my mother and the others?"

"Mrs. Not back."

"Yeah, thank you."

When Toru Watanabe looked at the yard, it was different from the traditional Japanese-style buildings of the Kyujo family, the Kiyono family was more inclined to Western style.

After entering the castle-style house, the two beautiful girls went to change their clothes and Toru Watanabe found the servant.

"Is there a swimming pool here? If not, the gym is OK."

"Young Master Watanabe has a swimming pool and a fitness pool. Which one do you need?"

“For fitness.”

"plz follow me."

Watanabe Tsuki followed the servant to the basement floor by taking the elevator.

Walking a few steps in, the swimming pool as big as a football field comes into view. It is clearly on the underground floor, but it has natural light.

Eight square stone pillars on both sides of the pool were lit with soft white light.

There are lounge chairs, spa rooms, drink bars, TVs, etc.



Unbutton the pleated skirt and let it slide off naturally.

Taking off his underwear and stockings, Rin Kiyono took a simple shower.

I changed into a large blue shirt, wore a beige skirt, and tied my long hair into a bunch, which naturally hangs on my back.

Walk out of the room and slowly walk downstairs.

There are no people in the living room.

She frowned slightly, beautiful and adorable.

"Where is Watanabe?" she asked the servant in the living room.

"Young Master Watanabe has gone to the basement swimming pool."

Rin Kiyono was slightly ecstatic, remembering a sentence that Watanabe Toru often said:

‘I swim twenty round trips in the 50-meter swimming pool every day, and it is becoming amazing at a speed that you can't imagine by Kiyono.’

Although I knew this sentence was the truth, I didn’t expect that today I went to her house to attend a Christmas party and still insisted on swimming.

I thought I had gone to Miki Kyujo's room.

She smiled slightly, said "thank you" to the servant, and walked to the underground swimming pool.

The young lady, who had always been cold, suddenly smiled, and the servant was shocked and forgot to salute.

When Kiyono Rin disappeared, he quickly bowed to her direction.
To be continued...
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