Kanagawa Taoist College Students

Sakurai Keiko and Sakurai Miko are twins, and they look exactly the same. They are just a short Lori, and a long-nosed royal sister. It is similar to the two sisters of Sakai Green and Sakai Yuko, but the sisters of Sakai are not twins. They have not yet reached the same level. They can only say that there are seven or eight similarities.

Sakurai Keiko is the magnified version of Sakurai Miko in the true sense. In the same situation, there is a full-bodied and slender figure that Sakurai Miko does not have, and the **** temperament of a mature woman.

And what I saw before was her formal dress, like today's simple sportswear, or the first time I saw it, revealing that there was no youth and vitality in the past.

"Zhen Zhongjun, this is my assistant, Miss Aki, Aki." After the two sides shook hands, Kei Sakurai made an introduction to the female (sexual) Yin Yang, and suggested that the other party is now doing things for her.

"Hello, Miss Kawaguchi." Li Xuehao greeted the female (sexual) Yin Yang, and he pretended to be the first time to see each other.

"You, hello!" Female (sex) Yin Yang Shi's shore valley loves life is extremely respectful, and even some are trembled.

Keiko Sakurai knows why she has such a performance. After all, the powerful image of someone was too deep, not to mention that he was his enemy at the time, even if she is full of shock now, it is not at all What humans can do.

Only one side of Sakurai Miko looks very curious, what is Miss Kakuya?

“Do you really want to play golf?” Sakurai Sakura shook his club and shifted his attention.

"Speaking, I really haven't played this." Li Xuehao looked at the club and had a little interest in it. Anyway, it is still early in the evening, and it is not bad to play something he has never played.

"Predecessors, let's play it, you can call Keiko to teach you." Sakura, next to him, said with a big eyes.

"Yes, golf is not difficult, just pay attention to the posture and swing skills..." Sakurai Sakurai explained the experience of playing golf a little, and then said to the shore of Aigu, "Mr. Kakuya, please help me." Take the bag."

"Yes." Aigu loved to take a nap. She couldn't see that she was an yin and yang teacher who listened to ordinary people. Like a real assistant, she brought her golf bag to Sakurai Keiko.

"Zhen Zhongjun." Sakurai Keiko made a gesture of asking.

Li Xuehao looked at the club in the bag, and there were more than a dozen of them. He randomly pulled out one. According to the instructions of Sakurai Keiko, I came to the tee-off table, stood in a posture, and looked at a hole that was almost 10 meters away from the distance. I asked, "Just hit the ball in the hole." ?"

"Yes." Sakurai Keiko nodded.

Li Xuehao stopped talking, lifted the club, and then slammed it against the ball.

“啪” sounded crisp, the golf ball flew high, and then... spanned more than ten meters away, fell directly into the hole from the sky, and did not even roll on the lawn.

"holeinone!" Sakurai Keiko was a sneak peek. After the reaction, he couldn't help but swell. "One shot into the hole" is not common after all. It requires superb skill and a little luck. What's more, for a newbie, it's almost impossible to accomplish. But it is not surprising that I think of someone’s inhuman performance when she saved her that day.

"Predecessors are so powerful!" Sakurai Sakuko slaps his hand in excitement, as if he was scoring herself.

Aigu Aisheng stood by and watched quietly, without any exaggerated performance. Perhaps in her opinion, for the adult who is like a god, the completion of this "simple" thing is nothing.

After Li Xuehao hit a shot, he lost interest in golf. For him, this kind of exercise is still too easy.

Sakurai Sakuko is eager to see that he continues to play, and even takes out his mobile phone to capture the heroic attitude of his predecessors.

......

On the other side, Yamamoto.

Today is the last day of the weekend. Yamamoto’s voice has just sent away the cousin, who is always in trouble, and returns to his bedroom.

In the room, the floor was full of toys and sundries or clothes that were randomly dropped. She sighed with distress and began to pack up.

When I picked up half of it, I suddenly remembered something, and suddenly I couldn’t take care of my work. I hurried to the bed and opened the drawer under the cupboard.

In the drawer, a beautiful brocade was lying there quietly, she took out the box and opened it.

"Brush~" When I saw the empty space inside the box, the face of Yamamoto's voice changed suddenly, and the beautiful "wristlet" that someone gave him was gone.

Damn it!

She sneaked a word, walked out of the room, came to the opposite door of the room, raised her hand and knocked on the door vigorously: "Good, good!"

The knock on the door was very loud, and I was shocked by the mother who was doing housework downstairs: "Your voice, you are a girl, can you be gentle? Don't always bully your brother."

Yamamoto’s voice couldn’t take care of her mother’s complaints and said loudly to the door: “Good, give me the door open!”

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, my sister, I will open the door right away..." Yamamoto Ryo in the room seems to have something more important to do.

Yamamoto slammed his teeth and held the handle of the door, then put it on the door and pushed it hard.

I don’t know if the door is not locked, or because it’s often broken by violence. Yamamoto’s voice has almost never used any force to push the door open. It’s just to see that Yamamoto is wearing pants and half of his legs are in pants. In the other leg, it was smooth, but fortunately he wore shorts.

"Sister, sister?" Yamamoto is too dumbfounded, and he wants to cover himself. He accidentally falls on the floor and screams.

"Shut up! Put on your pants!" Yamamoto screamed and turned his head.

Yamamoto is trying to put on his trousers, and then some of his anger is ruined. Q: "Sister, can't you let me open the door? This is the seventh time. It is the seventh time this month. If the door is broken, I will I can't find someone to repair with my pocket money."

Yamamoto’s voice turned around again, and he was too lazy to pay for the cost of repairing the door. His eyes were full of coldness: “I asked you, have you ever given a gift from Koji?”

"Hey, what gift?" Hearing this, Yamamoto was too embarrassed.

"It is the gift that Hao Er brought back from hongkong and can be worn on the hand, the green ‘Bracelet’.” Yamamoto’s voice was stroked on his wrist.