The new apartment was decorated in a European style. The original owner decided to rent it out because he was going abroad.

After looking at the interior and exterior, she felt that there was no problem. The price was also agreeable. Zhi Hui decided to rent it for a year first.

The moving company was very efficient, but it was troublesome to tidy it up.

After hiring a cleaner to clean the house, Tomoe slowly moved the paper boxes from the living room upstairs.

After ordering takeout for several days, she finally had time to go shopping in the supermarket on the last day of the holiday.

First, she needed to buy snacks. They were essential for shopping on the Internet.

Then, she needed to cook.

Walking to the fresh section, she saw the last box of steak on sale. Tomoe pushed the cart over quickly. As she pressed her hand on it, another light wheat colored hand suddenly pinched the other side.

What?

Someone liked it too?

Zhi Hui turned her head and looked over, just in time to meet a pair of scarlet eyes.

It was the person who provoked her the other day. His name was … Takeshi?

She was trying hard to remember the name of this young man. He obviously recognized her and said unhappily, "Let go, tangerine head. I liked this box first."

"Huh?

I obviously got it first. Let go. "

For some reason, Tomoe just couldn't stand this guy's tone. Her tone instantly became angry. "Hedgehog head."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and used some strength.

Takeshi Takeshi frowned and used some strength to pull the box back.

Previously, he was defeated by the personality of the person in front of him. He didn't want to give up the thing in his hand.

The two of them pulled and pulled, and the plastic wrap of the beef box struggled to balance itself under the two forces.

In the silent struggle, a figure appeared behind Takeshi Takeshi and slapped his head with a knife.

In this moment of distraction, Takeshi Takeshi loosened his grip and the beef fell out of his hand.

"What are you doing …" Takeshi Takeshi fiercely turned to look at the person who made him lose the fight. He was slapped on the head again.

"It hurts a lot, old woman!"

The violent young man said unhappily.

Tomoe looked up and saw a young woman who looked very similar to Takeshi Takeshi pressing his head down, not letting him look up.

It was a woman with good skin. Was she his sister?

"It hurts. Why are you yelling at a girl here?"

After the milk-blonde woman finished scolding, she looked up at Tomoe and said, "Sorry, little girl. Sheng Ji has been a little competitive since he was young."

Hearing the older woman say that, Tomoe was a little embarrassed. She didn't want to give up.

"No, no. It's also the reason why I fought with him. Sorry, Takeshi -jiejie."

"Ah la, what sister? I'm his mother." The rich mother let go of her hand, and a smile appeared in her eyes.

"Eh?

'Really?'

Auntie, your skin condition looks too young. "Zhi Hui was shocked.

"It's true. It's because my personality is more advantageous."

No woman could resist the praise of age, and Takeshi Takeshi's mother was no exception. "You're the new resident next door, right? Our house happens to be next to yours. We'll be neighbors from now on.

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The movement of the moving company and the cleaning company was quite big. When people came and went, Takeshi's mother glanced at them and was curious why there was only a girl in charge.

Later, when she saw that the cleaning was done by herself, she realized that the girl next door might be living alone.

"Wow, then I'm so lucky.

Auntie, I'm Tomoe. Please take care of me in the future. "Tomoe handed over the beef in her hand." Auntie's house needs this more. "

"Oh … Sorry, my husband likes this more. I won't be polite with you.

Tomoe, do you want to buy anything else? "

"I also need some vegetables."

"Then let's go together. Sheng Ji, let's go."

The two women, one tall and one short, laughed and chatted as they walked away. Takeshi Takeshi, who was left behind, hurried to catch up with them. His hands were in his trouser pockets, and his eyebrows were slightly raised. He seemed to be in a bad mood.

— — Women's feelings came too inexplicably!

Less than ten minutes after they met, Takeshi Takeshi heard that his mother began to invite Tomoe to his house as a guest. The reason was that she heard that they would be Sunyoung's classmates in the future.

She also said that his friends had never come to his house to play with him before.

What the hell?

Was it important to have friends?

When the two of them had nothing else to buy, they finally lined up to pay the bill and prepared to go home.

Tomoe put the things into the shopping bags in the supermarket one by one. Only then did she realize that she had bought a total of six bags.

No wonder she couldn't push the cart. She had been too happy chatting and neglected it.

The quantity was a bit too much. The weight was secondary.

She was able to use the bamboo blade to chop off the head of an imaginary enemy because of her great strength.

Takeshi's mother was a little surprised when she saw the quantity that Tomoe had bought. She said worriedly, "Let Sheng Ji help you carry it. I didn't buy much."

Tomoe was about to shake her head and refuse when Takeshi Takeshi had already carried two bags with a gloomy face and walked in front of her without saying a word.

He was wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt, and there were bulges of strength on his arms that were blocked by the fabric.

The rest were two bags of snacks.

Tomoe thought that except for his bad mouth, he was indeed a good person.

"Thank you, Aunt Takeshi."

After thanking Takeshi's mother, Tomoe carried the remaining two bags and caught up with Takeshi Takeshi. Thinking that they wouldn't quarrel in the future, her tone softened. "Thank you, Takeshi -kun."

"Tsk."

Sensing the change in Tomoe, Takeshi Takeshi looked sideways and said disdainfully, "Don't misunderstand. I'm just afraid that the old woman will teach me a lesson.

Also, Orange-head, I'm just pitying you. With your physique, it's impossible for you to move back. "

His eyes were full of naked disdain, and the smile on his lips was extremely evil.

He hated this kind of words and expression that denied others the most. Tomoe's face turned cold. After a while, she smiled sweetly. "What if I move back?

I'll put you together with these things. "

"Huh?!"

Takeshi Takeshi stopped in his tracks and looked condescendingly at Tomoe's slender physique. "Are you deliberately making me laugh?"

"What if I do it?" Tomoe stopped smiling and emphasized seriously.

Takeshi Takeshi thought of the popular online slang and said indifferently, "Are you serious?

Okay, if you can't do it, call me daddy. "

"Oh, if I do it, you'll call me daddy." As a veteran online game player, Tomoe knew this kind of trick very well.

She immediately revealed her two-dimensional side and replied familiarly, "This time, I'm telling you not to look down on others."

She took a step closer to him.

Takeshi Takeshi frowned slightly. He felt that something was wrong, especially when Tomoe tightened her arms around his waist and started to exert force.

He suddenly remembered that in the past, when his Mandarin teacher was talking about world literature, he had thought of a story about "uprooting a weeping willow".

F * ck!

Am I a willow?

His feet were forced off the ground. Looking at the surrounding houses retreating, Takeshi Takeshi's mind was filled with the word "f * ck".

"Actually … I'm born with great strength."

Tomoe's face was not red nor was she out of breath. She casually told the truth and asked, "You have to help me keep this a secret, Takeshi classmate."

"Keep my ass!

The old woman is behind you, you idiot!

Put me down! "

"…" What!

Thinking of the existence of Takeshi's mother, Tomoe ran even faster.

When she reached home, she planted the "willow" on the ground and quickly took the bag from his hand. She closed the door and covered her face.

Could they still be neighbors in the future?

With potato chips in her mouth, Tomoe logged into the game "The Seventh Mainland". She controlled the violent sorcerer named "Gemini" in the online game "Hand of the Demonic God" and ran to the wilderness to torture the enemy for a whole hour, provoking a group war.

Seeing that it was about time, she typed, "I'm going to sleep."

She went offline.

"Hand of the Demonic God": Come back, come back, come back.