Great Swordsman Ke Xue

"Let me down, I'm much better."

On the street, although her little feet in white socks were hidden in the arms of Koji Shimizu, Haibara Ai tried hard to get used to being held like a child, but she still couldn't adapt.

This was not like when she sat on Shimizu Koji's lap. In this position, her eyes met with Shimizu Koji's almost all the time. She could smell the faint masculine scent on his body, and she could also clearly feel his butt. The feeling of strength coming from the lower arm.

Fortunately, she was wearing shorts today. If she had been wearing a skirt, she would never have sat on Koji Shimizu's arm like this even to death.

"Huh? Are you sure?"

When Qingshui Koji heard Haihara Ai's words, he took out his mobile phone to read the text message and paused, then asked a question lightly, and it came out of his mouth.

His expression was the same as when Haiyuan Ai insisted on applying the medicine himself.

Normally, a sprained foot requires at least two days of rest, but Haihara Ai's sprain was indeed very minor because he took action in a timely manner.

And along the way, he would ignore Huihara Ai's objections from time to time and massage her again, but after that, he would do it through his socks, so the feeling was not that good.

Of course, Shimizu Koji actually doesn't care about this.

So it's not that Haibara Ai couldn't believe it when she said she was fine, but Qingshui Koji subconsciously felt that she was acting awkwardly again.

When Haibara Ai heard what he said and saw the 'hateful' look in Koji Shimizu's eyes, she felt itchy and wanted to shove it into his mouth.

Is she feeling better? Is she just so clueless? !

However, suddenly, Hui Yuan Ai's eyes changed. It seemed that the two channels of Ren and Du in his mind were opened. He suddenly thought about many things. His eyes changed several times, and finally calmed down, with a little curiosity, and A little bit of arrogant joy.

Shimizu Koji, she just noticed that this guy seemed to care about her far more than before.

Well, even if she is a sister or something, she is indeed relatively happy.

But she wouldn't say it, or even show it.

She would not let herself appear to be a contented little girl, although she seemed to have been exposed a long time ago. At that time, just a piece of news from her sister made her eagerly awaiting and restless at home.

"I'm sure, let me go."

Haibara Ai's tone was firm and blunt, and Shimizu Koji no longer insisted. He was also very confident in his diagnosis and massage. At this moment, more than half an hour had passed.

After putting Haibara Ai down, while Haibara Ai was putting on her shoes, Shimizu Koji glanced at the text message sent to him by Suzuki Ayako.

Stretching out his hand, he didn't look at Hui Yuan Ai beside him. He just lowered his hand and moved his fingers gently in the air. The next moment, a soft little hand stretched out.

More than ten minutes later, Shimizu Koji and Haibara Ai walked out of the crowded shopping street.

In fact, Haihara Ai regretted it after being put down. She should have waited until Qingmizu Koji came out before talking.

But now that the words had been spoken, she could no longer beg Koji Shimizu to hug her.

Fortunately, someone was very conscientious, or kind-hearted, and helped her block the flow of people, otherwise she would have been uncomfortable just now.

"What's wrong?"

As soon as Haibara's words left her mouth, she saw two cars and Suzuki Ayako waiting on the roadside.

She frowned suddenly and had a bad feeling in her heart.

Of course, this does not mean that there will be any relationship between Shimizu Koji and Suzuki Ayako. She is actually not too worried about this.

Koji Shimizu is, to put it bluntly, a good-looking pig-headed guy. Emotionally, he is really aggressive and hard to resist. Most of the cabbage ladies in the chaebol family who can't help themselves have nothing to do with him.

"I'll have something to do later. You go with Miss Ayako later and let her take care of you all afternoon."

Qingshui Koji's tone was calm, and Haiyuan Ai raised his eyebrows. As expected, it was as expected.

Although I felt a little uncomfortable because Koji Shimizu 'sold' her to someone else without even discussing it with her.

But, seeing as this guy performed well today (swiping her card), she would forgive him generously~~.

"I see."

Haihara Ai nodded, then withdrew his small hand from Qingshui Koji's, and walked slowly towards Suzuki Ayako.

At this time, Koji Shimizu had already walked to the car next to him.

"Miss Ayako, I leave it to you, Xiao Ai."

After taking the keys from the waiter at the front of the car, Koji Shimizu glanced at Suzuki Ayako and Haibara Ai, and gave instructions again.

Suzuki Ayako also smiled and nodded, without saying anything else, she turned around and sat in the back seat of the car with Haibara Ai.

What can be seen is that their car is a high-end luxury passenger car specially customized by the Suzuki family. There is a small standing figure in front of the car. The car that Shimizu Koji has, at his request, is just an ordinary car.

An S-Class Mercedes.

Koji Shimizu glanced at the W140 from behind the car. He didn't know much about the configuration of this model, or he never cared about it.

But the car does meet his requirements. The appearance is low-key enough, but it still feels comfortable. Without the small emblem on the front, it looks almost the same as most family cars.

After getting into the car, fastening his seat belt, taking out a map of Osaka, and roughly anchoring to a location, Shimizu drove slowly and set off.

As for Xiaolan Hattori and the others, he had already informed them via text message. The excuse he used was of course Haibara Ai.

What Shimizu Koji didn't know was that at the same time that he drove his car and left Shinsaibashi Shopping Street, a car with the same destination as his started on the other side and set off.

They will meet at their final destination.

There is much less traffic on the roads in Osaka than in Tokyo.

Iori Wuga, a man in a suit with long black curly hair, used to be a police officer, but now he is the bodyguard of the eldest lady of the Ooka family.

He drove the car seriously and attentively, always alert for any disturbance, but this was his habit, and now, it had been no longer necessary for a long time.

But three years ago, he almost died in that accident because of his carelessness.

At that time, when he was rescued by the girl in the back seat of the car, he had already decided to spend the rest of his life protecting her safety.

Of course, a love story between the butler and the eldest lady is impossible. The age gap between them is too big, and

Iori Muga glanced at the rearview mirror. On the back seat of the car, Ooka Momiji looked calm and looked out of the car, slightly lost in thought.

Next to her, there were many exquisite handbags, all of which were very fashionable and popular things, but at this time, she didn't pay attention to any of them.

Only in her slender hands was a purple amulet that fit her temperament perfectly.