Tokyo: There’s something not quite right about my debt collection methods

Chapter 6 Mei Mei’s attitude tomorrow
  early morning.

The morning fog has not yet dispersed, and the red sun is rising on the top of Dongshan Mountain.

The boy opened the window, and his still strong body was hit by the cold air.

If you look up from downstairs, you can see clear six-pack abs.

In the living room, the sofa was full of clothes as usual. I picked up the items one by one and put them in the basket next to the washing machine.

The underwear I took off this time was white.

Gee.

Hoshino Jun murmured: "You are such a fickle woman, can't you just like black?"

He likes black more than white. Under the same dress, black looks more royal and mature than white.

Stockings and panties are packed separately.

Although many people like stockings, stockings are still a type of socks. Try not to pile them with underwear, let alone wash them together.

Washing clothes is an evening job. In the morning, I hang the clothes washed last night before going into the kitchen and boiling water to fry poached eggs.

Before making noodles, Hoshino Jun first went to Asuka Mei's bedroom door and knocked on the door.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Auntie, it's time to get up and have breakfast."

Unsurprisingly, no one paid any attention.

Opening the door directly, the quiet and soft fragrance of flowers came into your nose. The room was dark, the curtains were tightened, and there was a bouquet of light yellow carnations in the vase on the bedside table.

The flowers were originally given by Hoshino Jun four years ago and are well maintained.

Compared to the elegant flowers, Asuka Mei's sleeping posture looks very vulgar.

She was lying sideways on the bed with her big butt that looked like a full moon, like an older woman running under the sunset in a literary movie, missing her lost youth.

Hoshino Jun took a step forward and glanced at the translucent gauze pajamas. He suddenly noticed something and his eyes widened.

Who is a good person who wears red eye-catching pants to bed?

When did you buy it? Why didn’t I know? Damn it!

"Get up and eat some noodles."

"The Jun-chan must not be cooked yet. Call me when it's done." Asuka Mei yawned lazily.

Hoshino Jun raised his hand and slapped hard, skillfully hitting the white thigh under the buttocks.

The flesh waves fluctuated for a while, and Hoshino Jun blushed a little.

"Get up quickly. I'll call you when it's done cooking. It'll be cold in the end and you won't be able to get up."

"Hmm~"

Asuka Mei sat up and rubbed her sleepy eyes, looked at her red thighs, and glared at Hoshino Jun with a frown.

"Rude Jun-chan looks more and more like he's here to collect debts from me. A domestic violence man like you can't get a wife."

In the thin black gauze pajamas, the lace underwear is clearly visible.

Although it is not as grand as Mrs. Takayanagi's next door, it is still outstanding.

After all, Mrs. Takayanagi is truly gifted, and it is difficult for ordinary people to compare with her.

The vast expanse of white snow made Hoshino Jun's throat feel dry. He turned his head and murmured:

"Hey, if you can't marry me, I won't marry you."

Hoshino Jun has never worried about getting married and having children.

The fist of absolute justice in the island country has long since declined, and the group that has the hardest time waiting at the red light to turn left reached its peak in the last century and also dissipated at its peak.

So finding a suitable girl to get married is not too difficult.

If you really can't get married, that doesn't matter.

"The life of two people is quite good." After hearing Hoshino Jun's words, Asuka Meiyi's mouth curved slightly inexplicably.

She seemed a little happy.

However, Jun Hoshino, who had his back turned to her at this time, did not see it.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, is our Jun-chan planning to die alone?"

"Does that mean Auntie won't have to worry about preparing money for Jun-chan's wedding in the future?"

After getting out of bed, Asuka Mei hugged Hoshino Jun's shoulders without any scruples, leaning against Hoshino Jun with her delicate body.

A light blush appeared on her delicate face. She closed her eyes, leaned closer, and sniffed at Jun Hoshino's back.

There is no sweat odor, Hoshino Jun's body has a light fragrance,
  Junjiang's back is very broad and he is very tall. It's been a long time since I measured his height. He should be 1.8 meters tall now.

The little boy who was raised by his own hands is now a man who can be relied on.

"Jun-chan, don't you answer Auntie?"

"Cough cough."

The touch on his back and the itching sensation of Asuka Mei's forehead hair scattered on her neck made Hoshino Jun's heart tingle for a while.

Moreover, Asuka Mei was wearing very little, but now that she was close to Hoshino Jun, the two of them were almost in close contact.

If possible, Hoshino Jun really wanted to let time stay at this moment.

But it is a pity that the water boiling on the stove does not want to stop time, and the gurgling sound of boiling urges Jun Hoshino to cook noodles.

"That's not important. What's important is that you should get dressed quickly and go out to eat noodles."

"Okay, auntie wants to eat noodles with pure sauce today too!"

Asuka Mei's smile couldn't help but widen a little more. She pushed Jun Hoshino out of the room with a smile, closed the door and changed clothes.

After walking out of the room, Hoshino Jun breathed a sigh of relief, looked down and was speechless for a while.

Fortunately, his aunt had been behind him just now, otherwise it would have been very embarrassing.

What is Asuka Mei's attitude towards Hoshino Jun? Hoshino Jun has never figured out whether he should be raised as a child or as a younger brother?

Or maybe I picked up a pure version of a home-brewed boy.
  Looking at the closed door, Hoshino Jun slowly walked into the kitchen to cook some noodles. After a while, a bowl of egg soup noodles was ready.

By the time Hoshino Jun walked out with two bowls of egg noodle soup, Asuka Mei's sexy pajamas had been taken off and replaced by the black suit and skirt she wore at work.

Big cities have special emphasis on professional attire. No matter what job they are engaged in, most people will have a fixed work attire.

Not to mention, after auntie puts on professional formal attire, she really has a unique flavor.

Asuka Mei's skirt is slightly longer, reaching her knees. Because Asuka Mei doesn't like to sit on her knees, her legs are very straight, not the common O-shaped legs.

At this time, she crossed her legs, holding a cup of coffee in her right hand, and stared at the morning show on the TV.

She looks like a queen without a smile.

"Jun-chan, come on, come on, my stomach is growling with hunger."

After seeing Jun Hoshino, the heroic and dashing lady one second turned into a coquettish and adorable girl the next.

"Here we come, don't rush."

Hoshino Jun raised the corners of his lips and placed two bowls of noodles on the dining table.

The aunt was watching TV and sucking noodles, tapping her slender fingers on the table from time to time. Hoshino Jun grabbed her hand and told her not to move it while eating.

Asuka Mei said with a smile: "It's over. My Jun-chan has grown up to be a rebellious son, and he will teach auntie a lesson."

What kind of bullshit? !
  What is this called!

"I'm not your son."

Hoshino gave Asuka Mei a white look, drank up the noodle soup in a few sips, and urged her to finish eating quickly and wash the dishes.

The atmosphere between the two people getting along is lively and somewhat diffuse, like an old couple who have spent time settling down the tranquility of the years.

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