"MiO, don't you consider changing the name?"

Kitahara Nanfeng looked at him in his arms, eating bread in small bites, like a little squirrel Mio Natsume.

Suddenly I remembered something.

"...You eat this half and I'll answer again."

When Natsume Mio heard Kitahara Nanfeng's words, she raised the lobster bag in her hand and approached Kitahara Nanfeng's mouth: "There is lobster meat inside."

Beiyuan Nanfeng three chewed the bread in her hand, including lobster.

Natsume Mio was stunned for a moment, then stretched out her tongue and licked the sauce on her index finger, and whispered: "Don't you not eat it?"

"Didn't you let me solve it?" Beiyuan Nanfeng glared at her.

"I suddenly felt a little reluctant to leave after eating."

Natsume Mio buried her face in Kitahara Nanfeng's chest, and rubbed Kitahara Nanfeng's chin with her little head: "I'm so confused, so if you call me, I can't make up my mind. What do you want my name?"

"I don't know, what would you girls call the person you like?"

"...the child's father?" Mio Natsume said in an uncertain tone.

Beiyuan Nanfeng was silent for a long time and said silently: "Then you should call me Brother Yi."

Natsume Mio heard the life in Kitanhara's Nanfeng's words and burst out laughing.

The flowers and branches are trembling.

"Just kidding, even if my brother doesn't mind, I'm embarrassed to shout."

Natsume Mio lay in Kitanhara's arms, barely stopping laughing: "Actually, my friends around me have all the names, names, nicknames, dear, etc...

It mainly depends on the preferences of your brother, such as... Nanfengjun?"

Natsume Mio lowered her voice, seemingly a little shy.

"Yeah, that's pretty good."

Kitahara Nanfeng nodded. Because of the Japanese habits and traditions, he rarely heard others calling his own name alone.

"And for example...Danna(だんな)?"

Mio Natsume's beautiful face was blushing, her head was tilted, and she faced Kitahara's Nanfeng four eyes.

"Well, it's pretty good, too." Beiyuan Nanfeng nodded again.

"...Do you think everything is good, brother?"

Natsume Mio's face was like a peach blossom, and she glared at Kitahara Nanfeng with a gentle glance.

"Um."

Beiyuan Nanfeng nodded subconsciously.

Natsume Mio raised her pink fist and began to hammer his shoulder.

The two of them played for a while.

Natsume Mio Hammer's movement gradually became help.

"Brother Yee, I don't want to change my name."

Natsume Mio grabbed Kitahara Nanfeng's shoulder with her little hand, raised her head, gently rubbed Kitahara Nanfeng's chin with her nose, and said intimately: "Although I know it's strange, but... I always feel that I'm used to it at the beginning. I even think that the name of "Yi Brother" is closer and closer to "Yi Brother."

Kitahara Nanfeng thought of the girl from the Yellow Springs country at the first time, but he didn't say anything, just hugged Natsume Mio tightly.

"... Brother Yi, don't stop talking. This makes me look so stupid and a little perverted..."

Natsume Mio suddenly whined and hit Kitahara Nanfeng's chest with her head.

Beiyuan Nanfeng came to his senses, picked her up hard, and then hugged her and walked around.

Natsume Mio's shyness was immediately replaced by exclamation.

Beiyuan Nanfeng slowly stopped and looked at her beautiful face: "It's good that you like it. It's neither strange nor perverted. The reason why I changed the title was just a whim. If I don't change it, I won't change it."

"...Does your righteous brother have to go around and talk?"

Natsume Mio glared at Kitahara Nanfeng, swung his long legs in snow, and kicked Kitahara Nanfeng's calf in a slight manner.

“It’s a sense of ritual.”

Beiyuan Nanfeng smiled.

Natsume Mio was about to speak.

Beiyuan Nanfeng picked her up again and walked around.

Natsume Mio gave up resisting.

She put her hands on Nanfeng Beiyuan's neck, whispered a fool, buried her face in his neck, and laughed out loud.

...

the next day.

Kitahara Nanfeng went out alone, but did not wake up Natsume Mio.

After quietly putting on the shoes.

The Nanfeng from Kitahara turned around and looked at Shiori who was squatting on the ground and drawing circles, which was a little funny.

"Okay, I'll take you to play next time. I really forgot yesterday that you are still there."

Beiyuan Nanfeng rubbed her head.

Shiori raised her head, stared at his big hands, her cheeks bulged high.

"Love."

"If you don't lie to you, you will really take you out for fun."

“…”

Shiori stopped talking.

"Protect Mio well. If you have any questions, please call me. You will be notified immediately." Nanfeng Kitahara pressed her head again.

"I got it, then you have to bring me a cake tonight."

Shiori thought about it and put forward a condition.

"Um."

Beiyuan Nanfeng smiled.

It's so coaxing.

"Are you thinking that I'm easy to coax!?"

Tears suddenly appeared at the corner of Shiori's eyes, with a crying voice.

"I don't." Beiyuan Nanfeng came back to his senses and immediately denied it.

Shiori looked at him with tears in her eyes.

"Okay, yes, but I like to coax you very much."

Beiyuan Nanfeng sighed and wiped the corners of her eyes.

Shiori's face turned red and seemed to have thought of something, but the blush on her face lasted for a while and soon disappeared: "I want two cakes."

"knew."

Beiyuan Nanfeng smiled and shook his head: "Then I'm going out."

Shiori nodded.

Beiyuan Nanfeng turned around and walked out of the hotel room.

Go out all the way.

He walked to the Metropolitan Police Department.

soon.

I saw the full picture of the Metropolitan Police Department.

I have to say that the speed at the police station is quite fast.

It was obviously a mess yesterday.

I've been cleaning up during the day.

I just don’t know what the police chief would react today.

Beiyuan Nanfeng stopped and looked at the towering police station, narrowing his eyes.

On the other side.

After Shiori bid farewell to the south wind in the north, she sat in the entrance hall for a while, drew circles for a while, and then she was about to get up.

Mio is still sleeping, and Shiori is embarrassed to wake her up.
To be continued...