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Watching the girl crawling forward on her hands and knees with her bottom sticking out, Mike found it somewhat funny. He then looked away to the small iron gate in front of him.
The height was about two meters, not particularly high.
So, Mike did a small run-up, supported himself on the top of the iron gate with one hand, and effortlessly vaulted into the small gate with a handsome posture.
At this moment, the girl had just squeezed through the gap.
She pushed aside the stray hair blocking her eyes and looked back, only to find Mike missing.
Surprised, the girl looked around and inadvertently met Mike's eyes behind her.
"Eh, how did you get over here? Why didn't I see you?" Mia calmed her racing heart and asked.
"Just like that..." Mike smiled and pointed to the top of the iron gate.
"Did you jump over? That's amazing~" Mia exclaimed, then as if remembering something: "Oh right, I almost forgot, you're also a member of the school football team."
Saying that, a look of adoration appeared on the girl's face.
Remember, the girl was initially attracted by Mike's heroic posture on the field, which was why she made a great determination to join his fan club.
"Alright, we're both in. Let's go to your house..."
Mike's words brought the girl back to her senses.
Next, the two walked from the small path to the external staircase on the side of the old residential building.
Each floor of this residential building had many units, and Mia's family lived on the top floor, the sixth floor.
Just as the two were about to climb the stairs, the girl saw a man hiding on the side of the stairs out of the corner of her eye.
"Mr. Raymond, good afternoon. Are you sketching again?" Mia greeted with a smile.
The man in the shadow of the stairs had stubble on his face, looking very dejected.
And in front of him was a simple easel.
Hearing the voice, the man raised his head, staring straight at Mia and Mike without speaking.
"Mr. Raymond is a painter. Don't look at him being uncommunicative, he's a very good person..." Mia explained to Mike, and picked out a big apple from his bag.
"Wish you a happy mood today too~"
The girl placed the apple on the stool next to the man, waved her hand, and pulled Mike up the stairs.
Behind them, the man on the side of the stairs seemed to have a very long reflex arc. Only after Mike and Mia left did he open his mouth and whisper, "Mia, good afternoon. And the little brother next to her..."
Completely socially anxious appearance.
But next, the man's eyes flashed as if he found inspiration. He quickly replaced the canvas on the easel and began to compose on the new canvas.
Looking at the lines, it seemed to be a picture of a man and a woman walking side by side.
On the other side, Mia had already taken Mike up to the sixth floor.
At this moment, the two stood side by side in front of an old wooden door.
"It shouldn't be. Usually, my mom is at home at this time..." Mia knocked on the door several times but got no response.
So the girl searched for the key from her shoulder bag.
Yes, although she knew she was about to become a princess, Mia's habit of carrying a shoulder bag hadn't changed.
With the turn of the key, the door opened.
Then a huge opera sound instantly came out from the room, accompanied by a woman's husky singing voice at the top of her lungs.
"Looks like my mom is home..." Mia smiled awkwardly, then ran into the living room.
In the small living room, a woman in pajamas was singing loudly barefoot with disheveled hair.
That selfless look seemed very stress-relieving.
"Mom~ What are you doing?" Mia shouted, trying to attract her mother's attention.
To be honest, letting outsiders see her mother's crazy side made the girl feel very, very embarrassed.
Not to mention, this person was Mike.
Finally, after the girl's several efforts, her mother realized someone had entered the room.
"Oh, baby! What did you say?" Helen turned to look at her daughter.
"I said, what are you doing?" Mia's voice gradually became louder.
But compared to the deafening opera sound, her voice was obviously not loud enough.
"What did you say... I can't hear clearly..." Helen put her hand to her ear, trying hard to listen.
"I said, W-H-A-T A-R-E Y-O-U D-O-I-N-G?" Mia shouted at the top of her lungs.
Just then, Helen went to the phonograph and turned off the background music.
Making the girl's shout become very abrupt.
"Baby, you actually don't need to be so loud, mom's ears aren't deaf yet..."
Perhaps seeing her daughter's awkward expression and fiery eyes, Helen changed the subject and said: "This phonograph your grandmother gave me is really good quality... Is the boy next to you your boyfriend? Very handsome!"
Have to say, this topic change was really stiff.
But unexpectedly effective on the girl.
Mia looked shy and answered in a low voice: "N-No. He's Mike, my classmate, helped me a lot. I mentioned him to you..."
"I understand, hero saves beauty... what a romantic development..." Sure enough, worthy of being an artist, Ms. Helen's mind was full of romantic colors.
"Hello, Mike. I'm Mia's mother, Helen Thermopolis. You can call me Aunt Helen..." Ms. Helen extended her hand enthusiastically, then turned to whisper to her daughter: "You have good taste, he is really handsome~"
There were only three people in the room, whispering was unnecessary.
But it could also be seen from here that Ms. Helen had a lively personality, no wonder she couldn't get used to the rules and regulations in the royal family.
At the same time, this mother was also very clear-headed. Rather than letting her daughter be some princess, or even the country's queen, she preferred her daughter to live happily and have someone she loved to accompany her.
"Hello, Aunt Helen. I'm Mike. This is a small gift I brought, please accept it." Mike's speech successfully saved the girl who was suffering from embarrassment beside him.
"Oh, it's apples..." Ms. Helen took the bag with a smile, took out an apple from inside, rubbed it on her clothes, and took a big bite.
"Very sweet~"
Later, Ms. Helen gave an evaluation with her mouth full.
Actually, it could be seen that this Ms. Helen had a very good foundation when she was young, otherwise she wouldn't have given birth to such a beautiful daughter like Mia.
Her careless and rude appearance at this time wasn't annoying either.
Mike now also understood who Mia's usual careless appearance took after.
"Mike, do you like opera? I can teach you. Trust me, your appearance is very suitable for performing opera..." Sure enough, worthy of being an artist, Ms. Helen, after finishing the apple, couldn't leave her old profession in three sentences.
It could also be said that Queen Renaldi's financial support reawakened Helen's passion for art.
"Mom, it's Mike's first time at our house..." Mia was really afraid her mother's current appearance would scare Mike.
"Oh, right. I forgot to ask, did you bring Mike here for a date? Do you need me to go out and make room for you?" Helen stared at her daughter with a smile, as if teasing.
But no matter how you look at it, this mother's nerves are somewhat thick.
"No need, you just stay here. I'll take Mike to the attic..." Mia said angrily, turned and pulled Mike to the stairs inside the room.
Because it was the top floor, the girl's home had a skylight, and there was another small room above.
"Have fun~"
Ms. Helen waved from behind with a smile.
The girl seemed to want to get rid of her mother quickly, so she climbed the vertical stairs quickly.
In an instant, the white skirt hem appeared before Mike's eyes.
The skirt was very white, the hem very straight.
Speaking of the attic on the roof, the area was not large, just enough to be the girl's private room.
Mia seemed not to have cleaned the room in advance. At this time, clothes, shoes, and socks were thrown everywhere in the room, and Mike even saw black lace among them.
"Sorry, it's a bit messy here..." Mia threw herself onto the quilt, secretly hiding some personal items under the quilt.
Then, she greeted with a blushing face: "Sit wherever you want."
But the girl forgot that this small room was full of sundries everywhere, with no place to stand.
Of course, this wasn't the main point.
The atmosphere heated up to this point; not doing something would be less than a beast.
"Mia, you look really beautiful today~" Mike actively put his arm around the girl's waist, then hugged her and sat on the quilt.
Accompanying the spread of the romantic atmosphere in the attic, huge opera sounds rang out downstairs again.
[Temperament +5] ... [Flexibility +1] ...
More than an hour later, Mia, changed into home attire, cuddled up with Mike. In front of the two lay a photo album.