“It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter, as long as you don’t do anything strange.” Seeing Naomi Sakin’s smile, she generously opened the door, turned on the light in the entrance hall, and invited He Jian.
Li Jian took a deep breath. I thought that if I didn't hesitate to shout out loud in front of a high school girl's house, the neighbors here would probably see me, and then they would be very interested in other things. The effect on girls is even more severe. here
"Excuse me." Li Jian walked into Naomi Misaki's house with heavy steps.
Naomi Misaki brought slippers to He Jiaan. Li Jian'an wore slippers while looking at Naomi Misaki's house from the front door. "Are you the only one home today?"
"I'll be alone not just today, but until the end of the month," Naomi Misaki answered. He took He Jia'an to the living room and told her to sit on the sofa in front of the TV. He went to the refrigerator in the kitchen and asked, "Uncle, what do you want to drink? Is juice okay?"
``Well, thank you for the juice.'' Li Jian'an was sitting on the sofa and looking around when she suddenly noticed the portrait of a deceased person in the shrine in the corner and walked over.
The portrait is of a beautiful woman whose eyebrows and eyes somewhat overlap with Naomi Misaki's, but their facial shape and temperament are very different.
"This is a portrait of my grandmother. She didn't like the way she looked when she was older, so after her death she specifically asked that I use her best photo from when she was younger to honor her." Naomi Miyazaki's voice was heard from behind When the news came out, Naomi Miyazaki took glasses of juice in both hands and handed one of them to He Jian'an.
Li Jian'an expressed her gratitude and accepted the juice, saying, "Grandma, I have something in mind." here
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