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Chapter 22 The Shiratori Mother and Daughter Are Different

Kyoko Shiratori was so ashamed that she almost hid under the table.

Izumi Toru put the coffee on the table.

Click!

The bottom of the cup made a crisp sound when it touched the table.

He asked: "I heard from Shiratori that it will be a few days before you come here. Why did you arrive in Tokyo all of a sudden?"

"Hmm... let me think about it," Shiratori Ayaori scratched her chin with her slender index finger, thought for a while, and suddenly clapped her hands, "Ah, by the way, a few days ago, the hot spring hotel selected lucky customers to get a free two-day trip to Tokyo.

You, I’m lucky enough to win a prize.”

Izumi Toru raised his eyebrows and was about to praise her for her good luck when Shiratori Kyoko suddenly said angrily: "Mom! You spend money randomly again!"

"Huh? Wait! Spending money randomly? Isn't it free? It shouldn't count..."

"That's our hot spring hotel!"

Izumi Tetsu suddenly understood.

"I co-wrote it because you want to come to Tokyo."

Shiratori Ayaori raised her fist and stuck out her tongue.

"Hey?"

Seeing her like this, Shiratori Kyoko helplessly raised her forehead.

"Forget it, we're already here, where's Ayan? Didn't he come with you? He probably wants to come to Tokyo too, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Shiratori Ayaori's expression suddenly froze.

Her mother's reaction was so abnormal that it made Kyoko Shiratori's heart skip a beat.

"Where's Ayan?!" she asked seriously.

Shiratori Ayori, who had been so imposing just now, looked away with a guilty conscience.

"Obviously I was still holding him just now..."

Shiratori Kyoko's vision suddenly went dark.

"White Bird?! White Bird?!"

Izumi Toru hurriedly shook Shiratori Kyoko who fell on top of him and shouted twice.

The girl suddenly grabbed his hand.

"Izumi, what should I do, what should I do, Ayan was lost by his mother..."

"I'll help you find..."

Before he finished speaking, his cell phone rang.

[Caller: Mika Igarashi]

Izumi Tetsu's worried heart immediately calmed down.

After answering the phone, he called out: "President Igarashi?"

After asking, the phone rang, but it was not Igarashi Mika's voice.

"Izumi-kun, Shiratori Haruhiko is here at Mika."

After hearing Jinguji Kiyohime's words, Izumi Toru covered the microphone and said to Shiratori and his daughter: "We found someone."

The two women were stunned at the same time, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Shiratori Kyoko immediately shook Izumi Toru's arm and asked, "Where is it? Where is it?"

Izumi Toru put the phone to his ear and asked, "Where is he? I'll go find him."

"I can't tell you now. If you want to find him, you have to make a deal with me."

From Jinguji Kiyohime's voice, Izumi Toru heard something different.

It feels like Qing Ji is a little excited?

"What deal?"

"I want the secret of how Mrs. Shiratori can stay so young, I want it so much, I want it no matter what! Izumi-kun, will you help me?!"

Sure enough, Qing Ji cares about this very much.

Izumi Toru guessed from the moment she received the call that Shiratori Haruhiko should be at her place.

After discovering that her younger brother was missing, the only one Shiratori Kyoko could rely on was herself. If she wanted to find him quickly, she could only seek the strength of the Igarashi family.

Izumi Toru turned his head and glanced at the cafe's camera.

In Tokyo, it is difficult to avoid the sight of Igarashi Mika...

He even felt that Shiratori Ayaori had already come into Igarashi Mika's sight as soon as she arrived in Tokyo.

Igarashi Mika, who knew Seihime so well, knew that Shiratori Ayaori's youthful appearance would allow Seihime Jinguji to take action no matter what.

Maybe, he will become an accomplice?

So what can you do?

Madam, you don’t want to lose your son either, right?

Wow, saying this makes me feel inexplicably emotional.

There were some random thoughts in his mind, and Izumi Toru quickly shook his head.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and stood up.

"Come on, ladies, I'll take you to find someone."



I called a taxi and Izumi and Izumi sat in the back.

Shiratori Kyoko and Shiratori Ayaori leaned against him on the left and right.

"Well, Mrs. Shiratori..."

"Huh? Shouldn't we call Mrs. Kyoko Izumi?" Shiratori Ayori asked, tilting her head.

"Eh?! Mom, what are you talking about!!!"

Shiratori Kyoko's face turned red, and she reached over to Izumi Toru and tried to cover Shiratori Ayaori's mouth.

"I hide!"

Shiratori Ayaori leaned back slightly, and then grabbed the hand that her daughter extended.

"Mrs. Izumi, you are too young to deal with me."

Kyoko Shiratori felt more and more embarrassed.

"Don't say it, don't say it!"

Two women were in the back seat of the car [big shot], and Izumi Toru was sandwiched in the middle to act as a buffer.

Snapped!

Shiratori Kyoko's body softened and she lay on Izumi Toru's lap.

"Be quiet." Izumi Toru said after a little chastisement to Shiratori Kyoko.

Shiratori Kyoko didn't speak, she just buried her red face in his lap.

How could you hit me like that in front of my mother...

Seeing this, Shiratori Ayaori raised his head like a victorious general.

"Hmph!"

Originally, Kyoko Shiratori was ready to call it quits, but when she heard Ayori Shiratori's provocative snort, she couldn't help but mutter: "The idiot mother who lost Ayan is still in such a mood..."

"Well!"

Shiratori Ayaori's momentum quickly deflated like a punctured balloon.

"Well, haven't we found it now? It's okay." Izumi Toru tried to smooth things over.

"Oh..."×2

The White Bird mother and daughter gave the same feeble response.

Only then did Shiratori Ayaori remember to ask.

"Izumi-san, you just called me, what's the matter?"

Izumi Toru finally asked his question.

"You have the magic of eternal youth, right?"

"Huh?" Shiratori Caori was stunned for a moment, and then a bright smile appeared on her face, "Yes! Very powerful magic!"

"I want to learn, can you teach me?"

Shiratori Ayaori looked carefully at Izumi Toru's face, which was even more handsome than he imagined, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Your skin is also very good, and you seem to care about it."

Izumi Toru didn't explain that this was a blessing from the system, but just smiled at her.

The young mother clapped her hands vigorously.

"Since you want to learn, I will teach you! This is an exclusive secret skin care recipe that I developed when I was young." She said proudly.

"You are young now." Izumi Toru sent a sincere compliment at the right time.

The smile on the woman's face became even brighter.

"Yes, I am Jingzi's sister."

Kyoko Shiratori moved her mouth twice, but because she was lying on Izumi Toru's lap, she didn't want to get up, so she pretended not to hear it.

You’re such an old man, aren’t you ashamed? Humph!

Muttering in her mind, she pressed her face against his leg and rubbed it.

Be jealous of me, Mom!

Izumi Toru noticed Shiratori Kyoko's intimate movements, and he subconsciously put his hand on her hair and rubbed it.

"I also want!"

Izumi Tetsu: "???"

Shiratori Ayaori lowered her head and shook her twin ponytails.

"Otherwise I won't teach you. I - want it too!"

At this time, Shiratori Kyoko sat up straight.

She looked at Izumi Tetsu, pouting, her cheeks bulging, and said nothing.

Izumi Toru thought for a while, then took Shiratori Kyoko's hand, placed it on Shiratori Ayori's hair, and rubbed it.

Shiratori Kyoko's eyes lit up, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

She was stroking her mother's hair with her hands while giggling.

After Shiratori Caori was stunned for a second, she did not resist her daughter's behavior, but showed a gentle smile on her face.

This tenderness made Shiratori Kyoko gradually stop holding her hand, and she shyly took her hand back and shrank it behind her back.

Shiratori Ayaori's smile became gentler.

At this moment, she showed the gentle look that Mrs. Shiratori should have.


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