My love simulation with them

"Don't move."

Nanxiang reminded him, then raised his eyes to look at the road ahead.

Tokyo's Minato area is much quieter than usual in winter.

After leaving the residential area and entering the commercial street, there were only a few pedestrians on the road.

Darkness enveloped the city like a veil.

Let it show a kind of calmness that it doesn't usually have.

The thing that worried Nanxiang Shi the most did indeed happen.

After buying pajamas, Akane Shinjo did not take him directly home, but continued to visit various shops with him.

The simple copy of buying pajamas gradually upgraded to the more difficult copy of shopping.

But since she was not particularly familiar with the standard wealthy areas like Minato City, and Shinjou Akane's mood did improve as she went shopping.

In Nanxiang, he did not continue to insist on going home immediately, but went shopping with the girl.

Just walking around, Nanxiang realized something was wrong.

Why does it feel like Shinjou Akane completely treats her as a clothes-changing doll?

It wouldn't matter if he was just used as a clothes-changing doll.

After all, it’s just a few clothes.

But what Nanxiang Shi couldn't accept was that.

Miss Shinjo not only asked him to change into clothes, she even vaguely wanted to buy something special for him.

This made Nanxiang Shi feel a little uncomfortable.

If others saw it, wouldn't they think he was eating Akane Shinjo's soft rice?

His relationship with Akane Shinjo is not like this!

He really wanted to take a step forward and tell Akane Shinjo that he could pay for his clothes by himself.

But when he accidentally glanced at the really unfriendly price on the clothes tag.

The sound of 'I'll pay for it myself' that was already on the tip of my tongue was stuck.

Forget it.

Nanxiang comforted himself a little.

At any rate, it was an activity that made Ms. Shinjo happy.

Just let her do whatever she wants.

He closed his mouth and concentrated on being a model doll changing clothes.

"How does this one feel?"

"It suits this gentleman very well."

"Bought it!"

"What about this one?"

"It's also very good!"

"Please wrap it up for me."

"What about this one...?"

"I have never seen anyone who fits this down jacket so well as your boyfriend does. It's like it was tailor-made."

Made such a sigh.

The female saleswoman standing next to the fitting room looked at the young man in front of her who had put on a beige down jacket, and couldn't help but walk forward.

To be honest, this is the first time she has met such a customer in Nanxiang in more than three years of working in the industry.

No matter what style.

No matter what color.

This black-haired young man seems to be able to control it perfectly.

It's obviously just clothes like a down jacket.

Can be worn in various styles...

This is simply a natural clothes rack.

She was dazzled by what she saw and couldn't help but leaned closer and said, "There is a model performance event in our store recently. I wonder if this gentleman is interested..."

"Sorry, my boyfriend is not interested. Please wrap this one up too."

Seeing the saleswoman's infatuated look of being a 'mom fan' and 'sister fan', Akane Shinjo's vanity was greatly satisfied at this moment.

It's really not her problem.

When any woman faces Nanxiang.

Is it natural to show such an expression?

Thinking of this, Miss Shinjo took out her bank card without hesitation, swiped the card to pay, and collected the victory she had just won in her hands.

"There's no need to buy so many clothes."

Looking at the big and small bags in Miss Shinjo's hands, Nango frowned as he put on his coat again, and took the big and small bags in the other's hand.

He really couldn't understand the eldest daughter of a wealthy family.

Winter clothes can only be worn a few times during a specific period.

It’s simply not worth it to buy so many pieces.

Not to mention that in the boutique men's clothing stores in the port area, every piece of clothing can be said to be at a bloody price.

Just by looking at her, he felt that Miss Shinjo was being taken advantage of.

"Oh, it's just a small amount of money."

Ms. Shinjo blinked, even a little regretful: "If it weren't for winter clothes, I would have bought this store... Toki-kun looks good no matter what he wears."

There was no hint of regret in her tone for the one to two million yen she had just lost, but she still had more to say.

This made Nanxiang Shi couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.

He probably understood how he felt when he was being ruthlessly taken care of by Akane Shinjo in the past.

Up to books and other spiritual consumption.

Down to clothing and food, everything was carefully arranged by Ms. Shinjou - it really makes you feel like you don't want to work hard anymore.

But Nanxiang Shi knew it very well.

These are just the dividends of the Shinjo family.

In the future, Akane Shinjou will still have to leave the Shinjou family.

At that time... everything will depend on his efforts.

Think of this.

Nanxiang looked at the boutique shopping bag in his hand again, and felt psychological comfort. He did not continue to reject Miss Shinjo, but accompanied her on the return journey.

But on the way home, Miss Shinjo suddenly seemed to have thought of something.

"Sorry, Shijun, I suddenly forgot to buy something important. Can you wait for me?"

Stopping, Shinjo Akane spoke sheepishly.

"Do you still want to buy it?"

Listening to Miss Shinjo's words, Nanxiang was stunned for a moment, but he still stopped and asked at the same time: "Do you need me to accompany you?"

"Need not."

Akane Shinjo pointed to the convenience store next to her: "I'm just buying something. Toki-kun can just wait here for me."

"...OK."

Shinjou Akane still had something to buy, so Nanxiang couldn't leave her alone to go home, so she stood still.

Then he watched her trot into the convenience store alone.

About ten seconds later.

The girl with pink and purple hair trotted out of the convenience store as the convenience store clerk said, "Welcome back next time."

"Um...?"

Nanxiang Shi blinked and glanced at her empty hands strangely.

Didn’t you say you wanted to buy something?

Why did you come out empty-handed?

There's something strange about him.

What made Nanxiang Shi feel even more strange.

The girl who walked out of the convenience store, her fair face glowed with a blush more beautiful than the cherry blossoms in spring under the white light.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to buy something?"

Nanxiang Shi asked with concern.

"Ah...I've already bought it. Toki-kun."

Akane Shinjo said this with a small dry cough, and then walked to the front of Nango Toki on her own.

"..." Nanxiang Shi.

Nan Xiangshi didn't say anything more, he just followed the girl with his things.

And what happened after that was simple.

When I returned home to Nanxiang, I walked around for a while because I was seeing off Nanxiang’s future.

Then I spent a long time shopping with Akane Shinjo in the evening.

Of course he wanted to take a bath and relax.

After saying hello to Akane Shinjo, he walked into the bathroom.

"As expected, this is where the eldest daughter of the Shinjo family lives."

Standing in the bathroom...if that could be called a bathroom.

There are three shower heads against the wall, various expensive shower gels and aromatherapy liquids.

The bathroom aisle is large enough for two or three people to pass together, as well as the spacious, white-smelling bathtub.

Just the bathroom in Shinjou's house was more than twice as big as the entire room in his previous low-rent house.

Don't even take a bath alone in this bathtub.

Even if it can accommodate seven or eight people, it will definitely not be a problem.

The life of the rich.

Nanxiang Shi sighed.

He first touched his hair, then applied shower gel on his body. After rinsing his body for a while, he sank into the spacious bathtub.

"call..."

He exhaled softly.

Wrapped in the warm water, Nanxiang closed his eyes and thought about today's events.

Nanxiang will leave in the future.

Matsusaka salt.

Matsuzaka sugar...

Things really happened one after another, making him feel a little dizzy.

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