My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

The sister waved to the other two judges, and then pushed her brother over.

"Although I don't know why I was called...but everyone must cheer!"

This is Xiao Cai's voice.

"Well, the recent popular setting is not to explain, okay! General Jianhao, I willingly agreed!"

this is……

It's nothing.

(I feel that the appearance rate of Timber Block is a bit high recently, so let's place it first)

"The topic is-the taste of mother that boys pursue, and the first one to appear is Yui sister!"

The idiot responded to Komachi's words, and took a step forward with the utensils that can only be seen in high-end restaurants, and his eyes were almost lost when he looked at the boy, his face was bleeding!

Come personally fill the dead dumplings-I mean artificial respiration!

"That dish is..."

"Japanese style hamburger!"

"……Ugh."

The other two judges were so speechless, disappointment was written directly on their faces.

No wonder, the dark objects and the overflowing sauce, the carrots like burnt black scorch, and the split onions.

...... Gentle?

Where is the Japanese style in Japan?

Are you talking about Hiroshima and Nagasaki in 1945?

Can you eat this stuff?

Totsuka looked at Yui embarrassedly, and then at Yawata who was expressionless.

"Well, although the appearance is not good, but it may be fascinating!"

Mr. Zakiza, who seemed to be excited by the girl's cooking, unceremoniously or righteously reached out his hand in awe.

"Shoo, snoring! The old saying goes-don't judge people by their appearance, I'm afraid there is brilliance hidden in the depths of this dish..."

Biqigu stood a little far away and watched his friend deliver the hamburger into his mouth.

then……

The fleshy swordsman covered his heart as if someone had written his name on the death note, his eyes raised, and he tremblingly "Hmm!" opened his eyes slammed.

"Puff hey hey..."

He seemed to hum in a low voice, and then took a few breaths. The generous upper body fell on the table and twitched a few times. After a few breaths, he was calm...

The room was suddenly silent.

The prisoner is among these people...

Jianhao, are you out of Resurrection A?

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Today, as always, I ask for a monthly pass for a recommendation. It is about to fall out of the top ten. How can I fix it!

I am trying to make another five changes at the end of the month, although it is a bit difficult, it seems that cultivating immortals is necessary

Chapter 45 If my sister wears a wedding dress...

It seems that because of the bridal test of Jing cutie, who is always worrying about marital problems, the sister and the owner of the Ministry of Service started her plan.

First is cooking...

However, the first ring poisoned a judge.

Komachi stared at the second elder brother, confirmed that he would not be resurrected for a short time, and turned to her dear O'Neill.

"Because that Senior Two fell down, then, brother, do you come and try?"

Yui bit her lip, and pushed the food that could make Zaokiza dying in front of him.

"Uh……"

Seeing the visually unacceptable appearance of the dishes, Mr. Higiya fell silent.

Although Lao Cai often makes exaggerated moves, like the slogans and postures of S2, but seeing the appearance of him being severely hit right now, Bachan has to consider his personal safety.

To be reasonable, although the things you made in the past are unpalatable, it is not to this level, right?

Looking at the straight-faced young man, Yui scratched his dumplings' hair, and smiled with disappointment: "Small, small business, don't have to eat it..."

You don’t want to force a smile!

Hey, it's pitiful to look at.

Biqigu glanced at the pile of black things and swallowed. He actually saw a majestic and crowned loli beckoning to himself in the exuding heat...

very scary!

but!

Even Himeji Mizuki's bento can be eaten a bit, but Yubihama dumplings are still acceptable.

On the one hand, Totsuka must not be allowed to eat this. On the other hand, it is because if you sacrifice your tongue to make Yui happy, why not do it?

Beating the abacus exquisitely, Biqigu held up the chopsticks with strong willpower.

"Small business..."

Tuanzi looked at him with moist eyes, and met the same painful and moist eyes of the teenager.

Everyone looked at the dead fish eyes whose expressions were so painful that they could cry at any time, and couldn't help holding their breath.

"..."

The housekeeping room was extremely silent, only the sound of him putting down his chopsticks could be heard.

The young man let out a sigh of relief, "...how do I say it, it's just for my appetite."