My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

Honest man, honest man!

No matter where Xiaohui is willing to believe, her brows are curled: "You told Komachi this way too."

"what?"

"'Oni-chan will die if you don't eat Komachi's food for one day'-you said that such cuteness?"

The shameful teenager covered his face: "Please stop talking, I don't want to live!"

"Uh huh, do you perfuse me with my sister-in-law?"

The anger in his smile made him unconsciously blurt out the words that had been hidden in his heart for a long time: "Can you cook for me every day, Hui?"

Kato Megumi's reaction was rather indifferent: "Don't I cook for you every day..."

Ah, that was the childhood sweetheart of the neighbor who occasionally made a meal for the lazy siblings. Where is the saying every day?

"That's not what I meant."

The girl had her hands behind her back, and the hand holding the spoon was slightly nervous and hard, she could not see any happiness or anger, only a touch of doubt.

She raised her head, her eyes unconsciously with a kind of oppression: "What does that mean?"

Biqigu glanced around, and found that he seemed to have pushed himself into a dilemma, Kato Megumi was really good, and even turned away from the guest.

The boy stared into her eyes, and didn't know how long it took him to speak seriously.

His hands are still holding her shoulders.

"Little Hui."

"..."

"The rice is stale..."

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Last night, Lamentation said what she was writing, but she refused to say clearly. When I got up this morning and read it, there was a long commentary that made me feel sweet in the new book on God Killer...

Sure enough, divorcing Xiao Beifang is the right choice!

Do you want to fuck me without wearing black silk?

Recently, Tokyo has slowly started to heat up.

If it was in high school, then during lunch break, he would go to the special downstairs stairs with his childhood sweethearts to have lunch while blowing air.

If he was in college, he would go to the vegetable market around the school to buy ingredients early in the morning, and then he would cook lunch for the two girls who lived together, naked and wearing an apron.

Now, the university has graduated for a year.

Originally, the handsome and hard-line Mr. Higiya was very afraid of heat. If he was in a newly bought house in Tokyo, he would sleep on the balcony with a breeze, but now he is at work.

"Actually, I don't like air conditioning very much now, and I get sick easily."

He sat opposite a typical professional woman, with a soothing face with a little reserved: "You have to know that a person’s basal body temperature is 36 degrees, and today’s highest temperature is also 36 degrees. This kind of hot and humid weather cats Kindness is unbearable, as soon as it gets hot, it walks in the shade where there are few people."

"Why, why did you mention the cat suddenly?"

The married woman on the opposite side scratched her head incomprehensibly, a bit unable to keep up with his thoughts.

Biqigu brags brazenly: "Because I'm just like a cat, I also aim for a place where no one is purely to fight the heat."

"Although I know that you are a cat party, it doesn't have to be this way? By the way, my husband has a big fat cat."

"Don't show off your newlywed life to me, Miss Machida..."

Blinky twisted uncomfortably on the seat: "From last week to now, you have shown off to us almost every day. What's the point of this?"

Fushikawa Bookstore in Chiyoda District, Tokyo, is more serious and serious than Keiya Hachiman pointing to himself: “They live in groups because of weakness, but they choose this way out of cowardly instinct, just like wildebeest preyed by lions on the African grasslands. The partners don’t care if you are being targeted, they only care about eating grass."

"But cats are different, just like tigers and lone wolves. That's right, it's me, that's me! Cats are cute, wolves are very handsome, so I am lonely, cute and handsome in Yawata."

Editor-in-chief, Miss Xing Tian Yuanzi has been defeated by this guy's narcissism. She is sending a message to Xiao Shi, asking her to drag this stuff away quickly.

"Speaking of which, how are you and Xiao Shi developing?"

Bi Ketani brightened the ring on her left ring finger, making Machida-san, who was focused on matching him and Kasumigaoka Shiwa, sighed helplessly: "It really makes me sad. It was a childhood sweetheart's victory. It simply doesn't conform to the general setting of ACG.

He took a sip of his tea and frowned slightly: "Sure enough, you shouldn't have too high expectations for your skills."

The editor-in-chief said angrily: "Ha, someone who can make your favorite tea should still be taking a nap next door, you can go and wake her up."

"I'll do it myself..."

His tea-making technique is also very good, but the action of throwing a few leaves into the tea is rough and simple.

"What a rough man, tell you a secret, women prefer to grind into powder..."

"You are talking about making coffee."

"In fact, tea can do the same."

The handsome fisheye is noncommittal: "Grinding...this is a good word."

"Hey, you have enough!"

Machida Yuanzi, who is already married, of course knows what the elder brother is talking about, glared at him, and noticed that the power indicator of the laptop on the table had stopped flashing. This is a sign of the completion of charging: "Ah, little The poem book is ready."

"..."

She quietly took a look at the door. She didn't find the long and straight black girl. She sneakily poked Biqigu: "Is the work done? Biqigu editor?"

"Uh, it should be almost done. Except for a little contact with the author, there is nothing wrong with it."

Dead fish eyes lowered his voice: "Do you want to see what's in her computer?"

"Hey, Biqigu, you are such a person!"

Gee, the old woman who beats a rake!

His actions also became sneaky and turned on Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's computer: "I remember, that guy set a password."

"Huh? Is there a password?"

Sure enough, an input box popped up on the screen.

The editor-in-chief laughed ambiguously: "Don't tell me you don't know her password? According to your personality, she should have nothing to hide from you, right?"