"The Special Agent was also frightened today, wasn't he?"
Mizusawa Natsuye crossed her feet. Today she was wearing a pair of gorgeous high heels. The insteps looked fair and beautiful.
Her charming figure is like a lazy cat.
Lying on her side on the sofa, she raised her hand, turned the cup upside down on the coffee table, filled it with tea and handed it to him, as if she was the owner of this villa.
"It's nothing serious."
"Thank you so much for today."
"Thank me for what?"
"Thank you for protecting the Holy Son."
Shuizawa Xiaye said with a smile: "Of course, this is what you should do. After all, she went out alone to date you. It is also your responsibility to protect her."
"You are the one who is responsible for yourself."
Just like what happened today, even if Minamoto Yorimitsu should protect her, she would still owe him a favor.
Seemingly seeing that he couldn't get enough of it, the sweet smile on Mizusawa Xiaye's face slowly faded, and after retracting her feet from under the table, she said in a rare serious tone: "Okay, no more joking, I really want to ask you a favor.
thing."
"I'm afraid none of them are enough for you, right?"
As if she knew he would say this, the corners of Mizusawa Natsuye's lips slightly raised: "Of course it has something to do with you."
"Okay, you have been alone with the Holy Son for a few days. Don't you miss me after not seeing me for so long?"
The soft fingertips stroked the exposed skin of the wrist. Not only did the skin feel itchy, but there was also a familiar feeling similar to that of newlyweds reunited after a long absence.
She walked over with a swaying figure and sat down directly against Minamoto no Laimitsu's body. Instantly, a clear and not strong fragrance came over her, along with the dents in the sofa and the clearly felt friction from her clothes.
"Then you can work harder." Mizusawa Xiaye covered her mouth and snickered, seeming to be very interested in his opinion.
"I'll be at home these days, but it's best to call in advance. I'll probably be free at any time."
Although the words were said very rudely, there was a hint of gloominess in Mizusawa Natsuye's eyes, but what Minamoto norimitsu was concerned about now was not these, but certain reasons.
"Are you sure you're not joking?" Minamoto Yorimitsu said.
Minamoto Yorimitsu, who was sitting opposite them, took a sip of tea and said, "What I should do today is what I should do."
The source of this matter, Yorimitsu, already knew from the notes of the simulator. It can be seen that Kamiya Seiko has a strong obsession with children, but she herself does not seem to have much desire and need for male and female love.
"I've drank tea, finished watching the play, and I've helped you clean up the trash you didn't want to clean up. That's pretty much it for today. I'm going out to have a meal first."
"I'm not hungry anymore." Minamoto Noraimitsu shook his head.
Mizusawa Natsuye, whose wrist was grabbed, did not show the slightest panic on her beautiful face, but a blush appeared on her face, as if she had received some satisfaction.
"Congenital disease is inherently difficult to treat. In addition, she is a workaholic. She stays up all night, works overtime and travels for business. She doesn't know how to take care of her body. It would be a pity even if she left in the past two days."
This sentence was said to Minamoto Yorimitsu.
"I can't see you if I have nothing to do?" Mizusawa Xiaye stroked his face and smiled: "Just treat it as a date."
"Yuanjun."
"It seems that I understand." Shuizawa Xiaye asked softly with a smile: "Do you feel sorry?"
"Madam, everything has been taken care of. In terms of personnel information, Yamashita has already taken care of it. As for the corpses"
"Ever since the sick man died on the day before the wedding after getting the marriage certificate with the Holy Son more than ten years ago, I have never seen her have such a close relationship with any man. Maybe it was because of her age.
Maybe it's because she has special feelings for you, but there is no doubt that you are the only person she can accept at the moment in my opinion."
Mizusawa Natsuye stood up with a lazy posture, and with some distress, he smoothed down his hair that was slightly stained with static electricity. After a few times, he stopped and said playfully.
Although she was not very discreet, at least the two of them had a romantic relationship, and it was really okay to encourage the person she was sleeping with to have a child with her friend.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu pressed her hand and asked softly with a meaningful look: "Are you full after eating or drinking?"
Hypocrisy can only drive other people's inertia in front of others, but when the two of them were alone, this kind of words left Minamoto no Yorimitsu with no desire to answer.
As if he thought this was not enough, he slowly extended the fingers on his forearm forward.
Upon seeing this, the bodyguard in black quickly bowed and said: "Yes."
Kamiya Seiko's illness is not a mild one.
"Then I'll take my leave first."
"But I haven't eaten yet. I've done you a favor today. Aren't you going to feed me?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu's eyelids couldn't help but twitch when he saw this.
At night by the Takase River, the gentle breeze blew through the white lanterns with Toriyama printed on them. Even though it was almost ten o'clock in the evening, the restaurant was still bustling with people.
It can be said that it is confirmed from the side.
It wasn't until the two of them left the living room and walked away that she closed her eyes and sighed slightly, resting her head on the sofa for an unknown amount of time. It wasn't until she heard footsteps outside the living room that she slowly opened her narrow eyes.
After saying that, she raised her feet to leave.
With a clang, Minamoto Yorimitsu put the cup down heavily, and the tea inside splashed everywhere, some of it even stained his face, and some of it splashed directly into the dishes.
Except for the slight sound of the kettle boiling next to the tatami, the pavilion was very quiet. It wasn't until Mizusawa Natsuya, who was sitting lazily opposite, spoke softly, that Minamoto Yorimitsu, who was looking at the Kamogawa River, slowly withdrew his gaze.
In the elegant pavilion on the second floor, a pure wooden table was filled with exquisite dishes, and a man and a woman sat opposite each other.
She looked slightly hesitant, but finally whispered: "I want to discuss something with you in two days."
"Anything else?"
It's not that I feel pity for Qiuting Lianzi, but I am secretly shocked by this indifferent attitude.
Minamoto Yorimitsu recalled the several times when Seiko Kamiya fell ill, and he was really not sure. After hesitating for a moment, he asked: "Is it really that serious?"
However, Seiko Kamiya's face was expressionless, as if he was indifferent to this, and his eyes looked rather tired.
Mizusawa Natsuye didn't shy away, she took Kamiya Seiko's arm directly in front of him, and her lily-scented hair fell into her neck, with this alluring itching and refreshing feeling.
This sentence made Yorimitsu Minamoto stunned for a moment, but after seeing the smile in Mizusawa Natsuye's eyes, he knew who the right person was. Coupled with the last words of Seiko Kamiya today, it was indeed possible.
Her words were obviously complaining about Minamoto Yorimitsu pointing a gun at her that day, but now that she has said it, it seems that she has completely changed the story.
Seiko Kamiya looked tired, but still asked: "Don't you plan to stay and eat with me?"
"It's different, but I'm just giving you a suggestion. Someone else may come to you later."
Seeing that he was so ignorant, Mizusawa Natsuye was actually not surprised, and the charming smile on his face became even brighter.
But it left Minamoto no Yorimitsu speechless.
"You mean asthma?" Minamoto Yoriguang frowned.
"My treat."
This is a way of life that must be followed when living under the sky, and it is also an inertia formed after being baptized in the dye vat of society. After all, relationships must come and go.
But no matter what you can get by trading this kind of thing, it is not acceptable to Minamoto Noraimitsu.
"I've eaten." Minamoto Yorimitsu raised his eyebrows.
Looking at Mizusawa Natsuye, who had never been so serious from beginning to end, he was sure that the other party did not say this deliberately to make fun of her, but had seriously considered it.
They were about to leave when Minamoto no Yorimitsu saw the tired-looking Seiko Kamiya suddenly calling him.
Mizusawa Natsuye tugged the hair around her ears. Seeing that he did not refuse immediately, a smile appeared on her face again, but her tone was serious:
The matter was resolved surprisingly smoothly. Reiko Akitaka, who had no power, was crushed to death like an ant. Even Minamoto Noraimitsu was slightly shuddered when he heard that she took away people's lives so lightly.
Seiko Kamiya looked silent, as if he was still worried about what happened just now. The atmosphere in the living room was silent for a moment, and then a bodyguard in black who had just left returned and bowed slightly towards Mizusawa.
But Mizusawa Natsuye's private interview today raised a question in Minamoto Yorimitsu's mind. He has always liked to hit straight balls and hit a hole in one, and asked for an answer.
Holy Son Kamiya said without changing his expression.
"Make a match?" Mizusawa Xiaye picked up a piece of soft cake with wooden chopsticks and said with a smile: "It doesn't count, I can only say please."
"A person who is full has no appetite."
Minamoto Yorimitsu looked at her deeply without saying a word, then took out a tissue and began to wipe it.
He pondered for a moment, took a sip of tea and then said, "So why did Miss Mizusawa call me here?"
The corners of Mizuze Xia Ye's bright red lips were slightly raised.
"Holy Son, are you inviting me? Are you planning to let me stay at home tonight because you are grateful to me?"
Kamiya Seiko glanced at her, then looked at Minamoto no Yorimitsu and said: "I have written off all the compensations I mentioned before. Also, if you have any questions and need my help, please don't be stingy with your words."
Mizuze Xiaye's eyes flickered, as if he had some idea. When he heard what he said, he just continued to ask with a smile: "Aren't you going to eat more?"
However, he was not qualified to say anything. After all, that woman hired murderers to kill people first, including not only Shengzi Shengzi. As a companion, he and others would probably not let anyone go until the end.
The high-heeled shoes inlaid with crystals clicked on the wooden board, but after taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and turned his peach-blossom eyes aside: "Have you eaten, Special Agent?"
"I have no intention of letting my blood flow out."
"I'm just asking."
Mizusawa Natsuye waved her hand impatiently before he finished speaking: "Just take her to Lake Biwa later."
Besides, his appetite is not very soft.
"Would she say let it go for now? I would like to know why you asked me this time."
Based on her character, she is actually stronger than Aiko Kamiya who wants to break away from the barriers, but she is not that kind of brainless woman and knows how to abide by the rules.
"Children and relationships are different."
Minamoto Yorimitsu understood. He was probably the opposite sex that Seiko Kamiya had the closest relationship with, so Mizusawa Natsuye had this idea. After pondering for a moment, he asked: "So you are planning to match us up?"
Even if Mizusawa Natsuye's toes were entangled under the table, he would remain calm. He would eat the sugar coating, but he would not step on the trap inside.
Minamoto Yorimitsu smiled slightly, and replied without changing his expression: "The key is that I can't get away recently."
After hearing these words, Mizusawa Natsuye walked up to Kamiya Seiko with a smile, crossed her arms and looked at her back and forth. If this was the look in a man's eyes, it would definitely be more than just disrespectful.
"What's up?"
So for Mizusawa Natsuye's shocking idea, he gave a direct answer.
"What does that have to do with me? Miss Shengzi can remarry, and it shouldn't be too late if you want to do so now."
"It's not like we'll never see him again forever. What's more, you just said that the Holy Son still attracts you."
Mizusawa Natsuye's lips were slightly closed, and hot breath came out from her lips. Considering the relationship between the two of them, this level of physical contact was actually nothing, and her actions seemed to be intentional for someone to see.
Thinking of Seiko Kamiya’s beautiful face and exquisite figure, it’s really hard to refuse.
Mizusawa Natsuye continued to sell with a smile.
Mizusawa Natsuye's bright red lips were slightly opened, and she was slightly close to his ear. A hot breath suddenly came to her, making the cup in Minamoto Noraimitsu's hand tremble.
The second half of her sentence contains a lot of information.
Mizusawa Natsuye licked her lower lip and said somewhat boringly: "I understand, it's boring, let's go."
"Then I can do it today. Since I helped you during the day, your time tonight belongs to me."
After pausing her voice, she put down her chopsticks calmly, and then looked over with her peach blossom eyes that concealed a knife in her smile, and said with a meaningful smile:
"After all, you have a great temper. If I ask you to become a son-in-law, I'm afraid you will be hated and pointed at a gun. I just want to promote a cooperation between you. After all, you don't hate the Holy Son."
And if you want to have a child, with the conditions and looks of the Son of Kamiya, even if you want to recruit a son-in-law, you will definitely be overstepped. Who wants to work hard now?
After a moment of eye contact between the two, Minamoto Yorimitsu nodded, and then said to Kamiya Seiko.
Minamoto Yorimitsu asked.
"You also know the situation of the Holy Son. Although she has never told me, I know that her biggest wish now is to have a child. To be precise, she wants to have a bloodline that can inherit the Kamiya family's legacy."
He still does not think that he is the opponent of the Grand Master. Who is the peak at the end of the tea road? When he sees the water and the road become empty, these words are not just words.
He smiled and began to pick up the food.
Minamoto Yorimitsu nodded when he heard the words, and continued after a moment: "It's true that I don't hate her. Miss Seiko can't help but be beautiful and charming, but her halo makes people want to conquer."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu is not narcissistic, nor does he think he has much charm to make a person with much richer life experience fall in love with him. At most, he has some good feelings, but it is impossible to say that the only choice is impossible.
"How could that be? I'm serious."
"Give it to her once."
Even now that I have been practicing tea art.
"After these few days of getting along with each other, I think you, the Special Agent, should have some idea of the Holy Son's physical condition."
"Because she and I are friends."
Mizusawa Xiaye covered her lips, her beautiful eyes were full of smiles, and her tone was full of matter-of-factness.
Good friends, so we can share a quilt.
It seems that your friendship is indeed very deep.