My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

"That one?"

Liumei twisted and squeezed for a while before stammering out the words that had been brewing for two full days with his head lowered.

"That... birth, birthday... happy...."

People with open eyes smile now even more pastoral dogs than native dogs.

After Xiao Liumei finished speaking, he pulled his collar fiercely: "I was the first, right? The first one to say?"

Hachiman smiled stiffly, then nodded vaguely.

Did not tell him last night that my dear sister ran to the living room at 12 o'clock in the morning to wake him from the dream of enjoying the graceful dance of His Royal Highness the Princess...

——Just to say this sentence.

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Xiao Beifang looked at me tearfully: "Quickly untie it..."

I pulled the rope silently..."Oh~~", she hummed pleasantly.

Lori's small notes: overcast sky, dry road, tortoise shell

Chapter Thirteen This kind of throbbing feeling is really beautiful

If there is anything that can make me proud, it is that I have never had any birthday parties since I was a child, and I have not even participated in an event of this nature.

I didn't even tell a few people the exact date of the birthday.

I am lonely, because I hate the human heart.

This, I can proudly proclaim with slapped chest--

"Why is someone giggling over there! Come help me wash the kelp!"

A pink head protruded from the kitchen.

The young girl named Yuihama Yui seemed to be a girl who was irritating to her boyfriend and said to me like this.

Said that on her birthday, she will cook by herself...

Very persistent attitude!

Camisama!

It's already such a life. Will you let me go on my birthday?

The only result of walking into the kitchen full of confidence and vitality was a bad smell that made Kajun and the Sabre she brought ran out in disgust.

This is the so-called "cats dislike dogs".

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"Kato!"

The girl who was playing on the phone bored on the sofa was suddenly startled. She pressed her phone to her chest and tilted her head to look at him. She didn't quite understand the serious expression on his face.

"What the hell, Mr. Qigu, standing behind others, was taken aback."

Biqigu looked very strange, and in the end he barely pretended to be painful, walked around the sofa and walked to Xiaohui, condescendingly looked at the childhood sweetheart, showing a smile that made her feel bad: "Xiaohui's housework should be pretty good, right? ?"

This bitch is actually called Xiaohui. Wasn't it called "Kato" before?

The indifferent girl keenly noticed this, but she didn't say anything. She just put the phone away carefully, looked up at the black eyes slightly, and scratched her face: "Um, probably, it's not bad. "

Biqigu smiled eagerly, and made Xiao Liumei, who was also sitting on the sofa watching TV, fight a cold war: "So, should I be able to cook?"

"Well, but not below, I don't like noodles."

"That's amazing, Xiaohui! Soba noodles I ordered directly, so what about cooking?"

The girl finally knew what he was trying to say, and there was a wrinkle in the corner of her eyes. She seemed to be smiling: "Hisiya-kun wants me to go to the kitchen to help Yuihama, right?"

Blind fisheye exaggerated but flatly complimented: "Xiao Hui is so amazing, I even guessed this..."

Megumi tilted his head: "It's just that I heard Komachi say that the dishes made by Mr. Keiya are delicious, sushi and rice balls are good, why not go by yourself?"

He wrinkled his nose, knowing that the dead dumpling was about to collapse, and quickly waved his hand: "You don't know that I am a casual cook, and I do well when I am in a good mood. It is like cutting a bitter gourd yesterday. Smile at me so I can’t bear to eat—"

"But today is your birthday, are you in a bad mood?"

Ah, what is this guy asking!

"Xiaohui, how can there be any reason for the birthday star to enter the kitchen?"

This reason is very powerful. The indifferent girl thought for a while and felt that what he said made sense. She stood up and was about to go to the kitchen, but was paused when he asked.

"You, were you reading a novel just now?"

The indifferent girl gave a slightly flustered hum, and walked into the kitchen.

"Hey, Yawata."

I still wear nightdresses when I was in the United States, and I looked at the door with big eyes, "How many people did you invite today?"

"Just Yui and Yukoshita... why ask this?"

The little girl furiously took a bite of the chocolate roll: "All girls...all girls!"

"Aha... this is a coincidence."

Tsurumi Rumi hummed for a while, deeply suspicious of this statement, but soon he didn't care about it again: "Cake! I want a big cake!"

Hachiman looked at the time: "It's almost, it's about to be delivered at 12 noon. What are you doing under Xuexia? It's not here yet? Lost?"

Liumei saw him using his cell phone to make a call, and whispered: "Obviously it is to eat cake at night, you must be at noon..."

"I still have to give Komachi tutoring in the evening. Recently, that guy is often caused by those college entrance problems to sleep until two or three in the evening... Well, the doorbell rang."

It's probably Xuexia here, right?

He glanced at the call that hadn't talked and hung up decisively.

......No money for phone bills!

"Xuexia, what if you... uh?"

After finishing the haircut at the door, he opened the door and found that a handsome boy with black-rimmed glasses was smiling at him...