The next morning, Masayoshi Kishimoto had already become a state of naturally awakening when the biological clock was at the right time. The first step he got up was to put on his clothes, then go to the bathroom, and finally wash, change into his shoes and go out.

"Don't you have breakfast?" Sakai Rie hurried out of the kitchen in a white lace kitchen dress, stood at the door and looked at him.

"If you don't eat, you can eat it alone! I don't come back to eat lunch or dinner. If you are willing to cook it yourself, just cook it yourself.

If he didn't want to do it, he went to the Joy Restaurant last night to eat." Masayoshi Kishimoto ordered while standing in the entrance hall to change his shoes.

Rie Sakai felt guilty in her heart. After all, he spent a lot of money on his own business. Why did she have the nerve to go to that kind of Japanese high-end restaurant to eat? Her one-sided idea was not Kishimoto Masayoshi's idea.

Masayoshi Kishimoto's idea is the idea that normal men have. If you do things outside, you will have a conscience, so you will think of using money or material to make up for the person in your family, so as to achieve the goal of inner balance. In his opinion, this is to fulfill the man's responsibilities.

Masayoshi Kishimoto left the house and took the elevator downstairs from the 18th floor. He walked through the apartment hall and came outside. He waved to the side of the road and stopped a taxi and rushed to the place where Natsui Makoto lived. After all, it was the two who made an appointment last night.

He came early and could see people living here going out to work. Even on Sundays, he would not have to rest. As for the purpose, it was nothing more than making more money.

Masayoshi Kishimoto thought in his mind that if they were not good at using money, they would only fall into a vicious cycle of poverty and busyness. No matter how hard they worked or worked hard, they would only go in with their left hand and out with their right hand.

In this matter, I can't help but think of Chinese migrant workers. Isn't it hard to go out to work if they leave their hometowns? Thank you.

Their work is often dirty, tiring, hard work, etc. Not only that, they are often laughed at and looked down upon by people in the city. The income from the construction site is also considerable, 200 yuan a day.

No matter how bad it is, there will definitely be one hundred, seventy or eight days a day. If a cement craftsman has craftsmanship, 300 yuan a day will not be a problem. After a month, even if there is no ten thousand yuan, there will be one more than five thousand yuan.

This is much better than low-level white-collar workers. Although low-level white-collar workers are dressed beautifully and decently, many people can't even make a profit of 100 yuan if they work 8 hours a day.

The most ridiculous thing is that there are many of these people who feel good about themselves. They obviously make less money than migrant workers, but they look down on them.

The migrant workers have worked hard for a year, and when they go home for the New Year, they eat and drink. This is a normal thing, after all, it is a self-reward for a year of hard work outside.

After they had enough food and drink, gambling would inevitably begin. In response to that sentence, they won the young model in the club and lost to work.

Many people lost only one train ticket to work after ten days and half a month of staying in their hometown, and embarked on the difficult road of working again. Next year, the year after year, the year after year... will continue this cycle.

Even farmers who live around the city and become rich after demolition can't escape the bad habit of gambling. In the past, small mahjong that only played one yuan would turn into mahjong that played one hundred yuan.

Many people can lose their personal income and demolition money in less than half a year, and their wives and children will be separated.

Masayoshi Kishimoto knocked on the door of Makoto Natsui. He saw that the other party was still wearing a white floral nightgown, with sleepy eyes. In addition, her appearance was bare-faced, she had a bit of beauty like a water lily.

"Why did you come here so early?" Makoto Xia Jing walked back and threw herself on the quilt and said.

"Isn't it good to get breakfast? I'm going to see you without makeup. When I entered the door, I almost couldn't recognize you. It was really different before and after you put on makeup." Masayoshi Kishimoto said with a smile.

"Nonsense." Makoto Nakai opened her arms tightly with her hands and blurted out.

Masayoshi Kishimoto took off his shoes, stepped on the tatami, and sat cross-legged on the side of her. He suddenly had a whim and lay down with her and said, "I'll make up for my sleep, too."

"Hate." Natsui Makoto just angrily said, even if she made the last symbolic resistance of the girl's reserve.

"Today, we will go shopping in Akihabara. I'll buy you a computer." Kishimoto Masayoshi thought that she should keep up with the pace of the development of the times.

Makoto Natsui opened her eyes and turned over to face him and said, "Tell me honestly, what are your intentions when you keep giving me something like this and that?"

"Will you go to Akihabara to find a second-hand computer for you in the Chung-gu store? As for?" Kishimoto Masayoshi smiled in a fancy way.

"I'm stingy." Makoto Natsui pretended to be angry.

"If you want a new computer, don't you give me some sweet taste first? Come on, let me hug you first." Masayoshi Kishimoto stretched out his hands and hugged her and said.

Natsui Makoto said "No" on her mouth, but her body was very honest and did not resist at all, not even a symbolic twist.

In her mind, the other party is already her boyfriend. The intimacy between couples will only enhance each other's feelings, and there is nothing inappropriate.

Masayoshi Kishimoto hugged her in his arms and said, "How about you live in another place? I will pay the gift, deposit, rent, management fees, etc."

Makoto Natsui pressed her face against his warm chest, and smiled with a pursed lips and said, "Are you going to live with me?"

Masayoshi Kishimoto originally just wanted to improve her living environment, but she really didn't want to develop in the direction of living with her. If she really lived with her, what should I do if Sakai Rie at home?

"You're thinking too much. How could I be that kind of man?" Kishimoto Masayoshi said self-righteously.

"Love." Makoto Natsui didn't believe it.

"I really don't lie to you." Kishimoto Masayoshi said seriously.

Makoto Nakai had no expectations, so she didn't feel too disappointed. She had never thought that the relationship between the two would warm up and develop to the point of living together.

Makoto Natsui said in detail: "You are a member of a small company, so how much money can you rent a house for me? It's great for me to live here."

"Since you like to live here, then continue to live." Kishimoto Masayoshi didn't expect that a good intention might have done something bad, so he did not insist on saying.

Natsui Makoto snuggled in his arms and closed her eyes again, enjoying the wonderful feeling she is now.
Chapter completed!