If there is something that Zhuda Caimao is best at, it must be a "smile".

Many times, a smile can turn something that may cause disputes into pleasing, or make parents blame her less severely, or leave a good impression on people around her.

Because in general, just smile, you can be more easily accepted, and just smile others, there is no reasonable reason to hurt yourself.

That's why she tried to practice smiling repeatedly.

But recently, Miss Cai Miao always felt that she was almost out of strength to raise her mouth naturally as naturally as before.

Rather than being unable to do it, it is better to say that you can't find a reason to pretend to smile.

...

"Idol group? It seems good to join. You don't have many friends, no, don't you?"

"I really don't want to go~ Training is really troublesome!"

The family of Zhuda Cai Miao, separated by a wall, is currently having a daily conversation between Chihara and Zhuda Cai Miao.

By the way, Mr. Chihara is currently making supper for Miss Cai Meow, a senior senior of the New Year.

For the sake of her former colleagues, when she was busy practicing musical instruments and was too lazy to order takeout, Qianhara would always go to her house to cook for her.

In contrast, Chef Jun is also lucky to have a meal with this beautiful girl.

Zhuda Cai Meow is confident that for this ordinary man, this kind of reward can already be regarded as a kind reward.

Well, this so-called close neighbor is actually just constantly troubleing the other party’s master-servant relationship.

Today, she was still curled up lazily on the sofa, staring boredly at the TV where the funny show was playing.

Qianhara stood in front of the refrigerator not far from her, and was choosing the disease to occur. While thinking about the menu, Takeda Caimao slowly expressed her feelings.

"It's like this at work. Anyway, it won't be like animations, light novels, full of youthful passion..."

If possible, lying in bed is much more comfortable than standing on the stage.

Zhuda Caimao, lying in her private space, does not look happy as others outside, and often looks lazy and casual.

Anyway, this guy around me wouldn't go out and talk nonsense about what he looked like in private.

With such a special existence that does not need to be disguised in front of him, or a trash can that can be expressed in words, Zhuda Caimiao still feels happy from the bottom of her heart.

"You can go out and have fun, meet some good friends, and have a love relationship while you are young."

"It sounds really good, but when I think about going out to walk around with my hands and walking around under the name of a date, I feel exhausted."

"Yes, Zhuda, you look like you are not in love! After all, you are a poor child who has not been in love for three years in junior high school."

"It is not a kind move to expose others' scars like this. The mature and steady Chihara "senius" who has never been in love--"

The girl in the new year dragged a very cute long voice.

"By the way, please add elementary school and kindergarten in the third year of junior high school," she added.

That's right, Miss Zhuda is so innocent.

As for why there is no high school... Does Miss Zhuda Caimao have to tell you that she has gone to Tokyo to work after graduating from junior high school?

The argument is also part of the daily life of their daily relationship between them, who are barely friends who live opposite the door.

Well, at least they would be so presumptuous when there were only two of them.

"Forget it, don't say I'm okay?" Zhuda Caimao curled her lips and put on an air of an elderly person.

"It's you..."

"What's wrong with young people going out with girls more often? Anyway, you look very idle all day long. If you don't know how to make full use of such a face, are you the slow protagonist in a romantic light novel?"

Qianhara took the cooking knives and continued to sort out the ingredients that had just been processed on the chopping board. "Sorry, Miss Zhuda, I still have a clear understanding of myself. Please don't confuse "It looks very popular but it doesn't have many friends" with "It looks very few friends but it is actually very popular". Thank you very much."

"And the second dimension is very good, I like it very much. As for humans with a thickness of more than 1cm in the real world, it feels so disgusting--" the boy said slowly.

Here we specifically refer to humans instead of innocent primates. After all, even if there are annoying animals like wild monkeys in Mount Emei, there are gentle and cute similarities like golden monkeys.

But Mr. Chihara now really doesn't like creatures like humans.

Anyway.

The so-called bad friends of the opposite sex are creatures that deliberately keep a certain distance in front of outsiders and say unscrupulously when you are alone.

After playing with the eggs taken out of the refrigerator for a little while, Chihara fell into a rare meditation.

Is it fried egg or scrambled egg?

As usual, he clapped, "I'm starting to move." After dinner, he wiped his mouth and hands, and washed the pots and pans.

In this way, only him and Zhu Dacai Meow who had been lying lazily on the sofa were left in the living room.

“…”

The short-haired girl with her pillow in her arms quietly turned her face and looked at the boy who had been lowering her head and silently with a careful look.

Qianhara, who had originally planned to leave after cooking, lowered her head and hung her shoulders, as if she had been staring at the floor.

He was sitting on the other side of the sofa, but it seemed like a galaxy was passing through.

In my impression, he had never had such a low pressure.

Even Zhuda Caimao, who was usually open and frowned slightly because of the real worry in her heart.

"Chenhara... are you okay?"

"Well...is something happened!"

The boy paused.

And it's a big deal.

He sighed, one day to the end, the last ray of light before the sun sets in the evening shines on Xiu Yi's face through the glass window, and looks from the side, it seems a bit melancholy and depressed.

Then he said quietly: "If you dare to scare me next time, you will surely be the one who dies."

This is not a joke.

When washing dishes, you can hear the gloomy and terrifying sound effects and extremely realistic thrilling footsteps.

My heart is about to be scared.

The essence of horror movies is that everyone knows that the director wants to scare you next, but he just wants to continue watching it.

Fear and expectation do not conflict.

So, Zhuda Caimiao didn't say anything, but just changed the channel with a smile, then let go of the pillow in her arms without saying a word, fell straight to the side, lying horizontally on the sofa and watching the TV screen.

The sudden body temperature that approached him made the young man who had been sighing subconsciously stunned.

According to the routine routine, the male protagonist of a normal light novel should take the initiative, gentle and considerate and patiently ask "What's wrong". Unfortunately, Mr. Qianhara does not have the attribute of Yasashi, and will not be so considerate after keenly detecting the girl's abnormal depression.

So after a moment of silence, he decisively chose to stand up and prepare to return to his residence.

"...No, I'm not unhappy." The girl said quietly.

What a "no silver here, three hundred taels", I said it directly by myself, right?

Especially when this was said, it was obviously an hinting that he needed comfort, which made others embarrassed to run away directly in this inexplicably depressed atmosphere.

However, Qianyuan is not an ordinary person, he really has the nerve to run away.

Seeing the action of him opening the door, the girl said weakly: "I'm just... a little bit tired, so I just want to take a break, nothing is wrong."

This repetition, which was quite classic in his mind, made Qianhara take back the steps that he was about to step out.

[So the boy looked up at the ceiling and listened to her trembling voice.

The distant sunset hurt his eyes, and even so, he still couldn't close his eyes.

Just breathed out a sigh of depression.

"...If that's the case, you can do it without being stubborn."

The boy hugged the girl's head as if he was coaxing a child, and then gently patted her head with his fair and tender palms.

Then, the boy showed the warm and generous smile that the male protagonist would have in the campus youth love comics.

"When you are tired, Cai Miao Jiang just needs to lie in my arms and rest."]

"I'll kill you if I make up any more." Qianyuan pinched the relatively powerful palms and knuckles, making a clatter.

Yes, the above section is full of Miss Zhuda Cai Meow’s nonsense.

Although I really want to teach this little girl a lesson, thanks to her, the originally low atmosphere was also active.

Did she save herself?

At the same time, the girl did not resist Chihara's movement of gently placing her head on his thigh.

Well, this is probably the so-called knee pillow.

"Chenhara, you look like a girl..."

"Yes, I'm a girl."

Well, he was actually too lazy to refute the bad words of this senior in his late life.
To be continued...