Finally, I took a photo of him.

The senior at Yamashita was paid for lunch in the canteen today. By the way, this guy could also get the food in the Chihara bento, which was not a loss for him at all.

...

"So is the photo of the penalty uploaded on Twitter true?"

Zhuda Caimiao, who had just reacted, looked at him with a strange look. It was hard for her to imagine that such a good student would one day be punished by such social death.

"No, it's just like that." Qianhara shook her head and rejected her unreasonable speculation.

Both of them who had just finished their meal were holding a lollipop in their hands.

Click.

The pole was picked up alone, leaving only the candy broken into two pieces in his mouth.

Chihara threw the white pole into the trash can.

The younger sister frowned and bit the lollipop very cutely. She opened the gallery and looked at the picture she just downloaded.

However.

The girl frowned and suddenly looked up and asked the boy:

"Is there nothing else? This one is not enough to see!"

She rushed her phone to Chihara and shook it.

In the photo, his posture looks like a serious soldier, his hands pressed against his legs, stretched straight, and his expression is solemn as if he is taking a photo.

Death is ready to die.

I don’t believe it if I say it’s not a punishment.

Qianhara came over to see it. In fact, as of now, he had not seen the photo taken by Shanxiajin.

As I slowly approached, the familiar bathing fragrance and inexplicable mint smell quietly poured into my sister's nose.

It made her nose feel a little itchy.

"Is there anything else?" Nian Shang's sister asked again, as if she thought this picture was too small and not enough for her appetite.

"If you want to see other things, you can consider giving me a birthday gift to me," the boy thought for a while and added, "Miss Zhuda, if you are not satisfied at that time, you can take photos as much as you want at my house."

"You say this and it smells like a watery poplar flower." Nian Shang's sister immediately exclaimed.

She immediately opened her eyes wide and immediately labeled her as a debauchery. Her eyes revealed nostalgia for the pure appearance of the person in front of her and her unfamiliarity with the unrestrained and unfamiliarity with her now. This unspeakable pain penetrated her heart like a sharp knife.

"Why... Yuan Bao, you... became like this..."

Only then did she understand what a heart is like a knife.

"Since I don't want to give me a birthday gift, there's nothing to say." Looking at the Nian Shang's sister who has a lot of acting skills, Chihara sighed and prepared to put away the plates on the table and wash the dishes again later.

“Send and deliver, you can deliver.”

Zhuda Caimiao hurriedly stopped him. Her sleeves were rolled up, and her white arms pressed against his wrist. Then she pointed to the young man in the image to the screen of the phone, and asked a question that troubled her for five minutes.

"Do you really take private photos?"

Her tone was a little impatient, and she seemed to be celebrating in advance, with intense curiosity in her light brown eyes.

[You can already see my brother wearing three-point style at his own mercy.]

"Zhuda--"

"Hmm?" The girl tilted her head curiously.

Qianyuan sighed lightly, pinching his nose bridge with his fingers, his face full of helplessness.

"Even if I just use eye contact to speak bad words, I will still kick you out of the door."

His tone was dull, but his eyes were astonishing and powerful, and the joints of his palms were even crackling.

"Then I won't talk about it next time..."

Nian Shang's sister shrank her neck, put her legs under the sofa's butt, sat upright, and even adjusted the TV to a serious criminal investigation drama that was being broadcast tonight.

...

Washing dishes is quick, but washing the pot is very troublesome and laborious.

Qianyuan cleaned the dishwashing liquid on his palm, wiped the water mark, and then prepared to untie the bib as usual.

Well, it didn't pull.

Chihara was stunned.

"Zhuda--"

"Well, what are you doing?"

"Do me a favor..."

"Here's here!"

The younger sister of the New Year ran to the kitchen excitedly in her slippers.

Then, after moving for a long time, the silence sounded.

"Zhuda, I'll ask you for something again..."

"What's wrong?"

"Can you not take advantage of me next time you release the order..."

“Hey~”

The girl's slender hands instinctively drove her to touch the itchy flesh on his waist up and down. Until the indignant boy slapped his palms twice, she was as correct as the scumbag who was exposed in every incident, begging for mercy and coaxing her with kind words.

"Be serious." After Qianhara was tortured, he instructed someone to do his best.

"Woo, I won't know next time..." Nian Shang's sister, Guangshi, begged for mercy, and clumsyly helped untie the thin belt with both hands.

The boy could still hear her muttering, "I didn't mean it..."

Unfortunately, I just feel that it is fake no matter how you listen to it.

The lights in the house were shining out, and the black cat on the other side of the window also meowed at the same time, making a heart-warming sound, and its sound was everywhere on the entire street.

"Black cats call at night means the arrival of big events and are usually considered ominous signs."

Qianhara suddenly had a whim and suddenly understood why the bib he tied before cooking just now turned into a dead knot.

"Is it possible that it is in estrus?" Zhuda Caimao expressed different opinions.

Very realistic.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Qianyuan shook her head and rejected it, and told her very seriously the rules and empirical analysis she had observed after living for so long.

In short, how could spring come to spring so early? At least half a month will be needed.

The boy put the untied bib back into place and wiped his palms again. At this point, all the heavy work was over today.

The two of them lay comfortably on the sofa, leaving a gap in the middle tacitly.

The light of the bustling city came in from the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, and there was a bright moonlight that hit the boy's half face, and half a yawn was to be taken away together.

Takeda Caimao, who was beside her, suddenly turned her delicate and cute face towards Chihara.

The boy glanced at his younger sister and his eyes collided in the air.

"What are you doing?" he asked with a frown.

"Brush the oil pipe."

The younger sister raised her phone and then thought she remembered something and continued: "I just placed an order for you while you were washing dishes. I will arrive tomorrow. It's an early birthday gift."

Qianyuan paused, "But I just talked and played..."

"It was because you knew you were joking when buying a camera, so you chose a mobile phone for you. Although you really want to see your private photos..."

My younger sister was accustomed to say something bad, but when she saw the other person's face suddenly change, she had to obey and rationally get back to the point of the matter.

Then she showed that sly smile as always, stretched her waist tightly, and half-squinted her eyes and explained: "Looking at your phone so old, it's time to change it. Just after your birthday, I entered the adult society and give you a new gift to celebrate."

"I don't think I need it?" The boy came to his senses, peeled a candy for himself, and threw another one in a complete packaging.

"How about the compensation for being a nanny for so long?" the girl asked with her head tilted.

The boy twisted his neck and sighed quietly: "Not really, let's change yourself to a new one."

"Yuan Bao, you are still as uncomfortable~"

"No."

"awkward!"

Before the other side could continue talking, the girl raised her waist in advance, turned over diagonally, stretched out her arms and patted her thighs excitedly.

"I have already thought about the menu for the next week. I'll send it to you later. Remember to make it for me! The taste is not accurate!"
To be continued...