"What are you doing?" Chiba Sayuri stood at the door, looking at the two people in the room with cold eyes. Because she was at home, she only wore a simple and elegant bathrobe, and her long black hair was combed back and secured with ribbons. Only a strand of hair hangs down on each side of the temples, all the way to the waist.

This is the hairstyle Li Xuehao wore when he met her for the first time. Yesterday she returned to Chiba Shrine, and she only came back near noon today. It is estimated that she would only wear this hairstyle at Chiba Shrine. Since I came back soon, I haven't broken up yet.

Although the yukata is simple and elegant, the exquisite face, the slender and moderate figure, and the enchanting beauty mole under the left corner of the eye all reveal the ultimate beauty and thrill.

"Sister Sayuri, I asked Majo to help me fix this..." Majima Yuki was frightened by the sight of it, and hurriedly brought his tablet with a black screen in front of her to prove what he said.

Chiba Sayuri glanced at the tablet in her hand, and then glanced at someone next to her: "Yeah!" She nodded and turned away.

Li Xuehao felt strange in his heart. Just now, he clearly heard that the people outside the door were obviously eavesdropping, but he didn't expect that it was not Gusheng Mai who did such a thing, but Qianye Sayuri, who seemed impossible.

"You, you go out, Zhenzhong." Although Chiba Sayuri didn't say anything, Majima Yuki no longer dared to keep him.

Li Xuehao left the room with a wry smile, and there was a slamming sound of the door closing immediately behind him, which seemed to be intentional for the people in the living room downstairs to hear it.

Li Xuehao shook his head and went back to his bedroom to rest.

...

At the same time, a girl with a suitcase was passing by the entrance of the mansion, and stopped at Hosoya's house on the right.

The girl looks about 20 years old, with long hair and a shawl, wearing ordinary clothes, a T-shirt and jeans, she looks very refreshing and casual.

There is also a small bag behind him, not big, only the size of a palm, it is estimated that it is to put some gadgets with you.

It is almost unimaginable in Japan to have a plain face and no makeup, because even elementary school students wear makeup when they go out.

But this also proves one thing, a person with natural skin and delicate and lovely facial features, even without makeup, is a first-class beauty.

Tall and wearing white canvas shoes, she was over one meter seven, but less than one meter seventy-five. The slender legs, wrapped in slightly tight blue and white jeans, are round and straight.

In the girl's hand was a note with a copied address and some other information. While reading the handwriting on the note, she also looked at the door of Xigu's house. After she was sure that this was the place she was looking for, she walked into the courtyard of Xigu's house, came to the door, and pressed the button. Ring the next doorbell.

After the doorbell rang, she took a step back, and at the same time, she brushed the hair that was floating on her forehead, and then she maintained the best posture to face the door that was about to be opened.

The door opened quickly, and a gentle and beautiful woman stuck her head out. When she saw a strange but very cute and beautiful girl standing outside, her face was slightly stunned.

"Hello." Before Eriko Hosoya could speak, the girl greeted her with a short stature.

"Hello, what's the matter?" Eriko Hosoya asked in confusion.

"I want to ask, do you have a house for rent here?" The girl said while showing her the note in her hand.

Eriko Hosoya finally knew what the girl in front of her was doing, and hurriedly said enthusiastically, "Yes, yes, is the guest here to rent a house?" Because the house is very big, it seems a bit extravagant for her and her daughter to live alone. , I discussed it with my daughter and decided to rent out a room, but it also stipulated that the renting object must be a woman. I didn't expect that it took less than a day to post it, and some guests came to the door.

"Well, can I visit the room first?" The girl nodded with a look of relief on her face. In any case, the hostess of the house is beautiful and gentle and seems to get along well, which must be a good thing for her in a foreign country.

"Ah, I'm really sorry, it's too rude, please come in." Eriko Hosoya remembered that it was a very rude thing to block the guests from the door, and bowed apologetically, and then let the girl go. into the house.

The room to be rented is on the second floor, and the window of the room happens to be above the door. It is a bedroom facing the courtyard, and the lighting is very good.

After the girl came in with Eriko Hosoya, she looked at the environment in the room with satisfaction, and it could be said that she liked it the first time she saw it.

Although the room was not very big and the furnishings were relatively simple, it gave people a demure and comfortable feeling, which was exactly what she was looking for.

"That's it, are you satisfied with the guests?" Eriko Hosoya asked cautiously, for fear that the first guest would come back without success.

"Yes, I'm very satisfied!" The girl nodded excitedly, looked at Mrs. Hosoya and said, "So here it is, how much does it cost per month?"

When asked this question, Eriko Hosoya was slightly embarrassed: "I want to make a phone call and ask, in fact, my daughter Qianxia is doing these things..."

"Okay." Naturally, the girl has no objection, thinking that even if it is a little more expensive, it doesn't matter, as long as she likes it.

Eriko Hosoya went out to make a phone call. The girl sat on the floor and took out her mobile phone from the small backpack behind her. Because she had bought a Japanese card before, she could surf the Internet at will and had unlimited traffic.

I first reported safety to my family in China. After receiving the reply, I browsed the local news and interesting stories.

After about ten minutes, there were footsteps.

The girl put away her phone, stood up, and faced the direction of the door.

Soon, the gentle and beautiful hostess who had left walked in, followed by an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl.

The girl couldn't help but be a little surprised. She had just heard that the hostess was here to call her daughter. She originally thought that her daughter would be fifteen or sixteen years old at most, but she didn't expect to be so old.

The hostess doesn't seem to be very old, and people who don't know the details are very likely to think that they are two sisters, because they are mother and daughter and of course they look alike.

However, as a mother, the hostess is obviously a little more beautiful, and her mature charm is definitely not comparable to her daughter's innocence.