Generally, unless there are any special circumstances, Mr. Qianyuan sleeps relatively peacefully at night and does not go back to get up to drink water or something. That is reserved for the next day, so it is not a big problem to sleep until the next morning.

It's a pity that Mr. Qianyuan got up later than usual these days because he was writing a novel.

After getting up in the morning, Mr. Qianyuan finished washing, sat on the sofa for a while to relax, and looked up at the time.

It's half past seven, it's time to have breakfast.

Wiping his nose with a tissue, he picked up the building's key ring and prepared to go out.

Unfortunately, as soon as he stuck his head out, a gust of cold wind penetrated his clothes, making him shiver.

It’s almost New Year’s Eve, so it’s best not to go out.

So, Mr. Qianyuan could only hold his coat tightly, insert the key into the door of the house opposite, and walk straight in.

"Miss Caimiao, have you gotten up?"

Okay, there's no movement, he must still be sleeping.

After changing his shoes at the door, Mr. Qianyuan shook off his off-white coat and threw it on the sofa.

He took out the leftover white rice from the refrigerator last night and poured it into the pot to prepare some white porridge. Then he took out a few packages of dried radish from the snack bag and put them on the dining table in advance.

While the pot is not completely boiling, I secretly opened a pack of dried radish. It was yellow and glowing under the slanting light of the morning. It attracted people's attention and also stimulated the saliva in my mouth. After eating a small pack,

Mr. Chihara licked his fingers that were stained with some juice.

"tasty."

He quite likes this little sour and sweet snack.

The side dishes are here and the porridge is ready. Mr. Qianyuan's breakfast is ready for today.

It's not very troublesome, not very good-looking, not to mention nutritious, it's very ordinary.

"Zhutatsu, come out for breakfast!" Mr. Qianyuan knocked hard on the closed door.

"Just bring it in..." the girl inside responded with a muffled voice.

He vaguely heard the sound of nose blowing.

Do you really think of yourself as an old Buddha?

"What the hell."

He quietly opened a crack in the door and confirmed that the person was not wearing clothes, which would not trigger any strange CG, but was lazily huddled in the bed like a pig. He let out a roar that scared the beautiful girl on the single bed to tremble.

Being pulled back to reality from a hazy dream.

"Onii-chan is so fierce~"

"Don't go crazy at this time and have breakfast quickly."

Mr. Qianyuan knocked on the door angrily to remind him that it was time to get up.

Zhuda Caimiao yawned and opened the bathroom door and went out. She washed her face and brushed her teeth. She yawned and threw her clothes and pants into the laundry bucket. She yawned and picked up the bowl on the dining table. She yawned and collapsed on the sofa, rubbing the food she had just eaten.

I have to browse my phone with a full stomach.

Seeing that the handsome welfare guys on Twitter are very popular and know how to sell meat, I couldn't help but happily clicked a few likes on the trumpet account.

I took a sip of the lactic acid bacteria I had just taken out of the refrigerator, glanced at my neighbor across the door who had just finished washing the dishes and was still wiping his hands, and took the initiative to throw another box on the table.

"Drink boldly, no need to thank me!"

It seemed like he had done something great.

It's a pity that this copy was purchased from AA.

He said helplessly: "I will go back after eating. I will take a bath to wake up later."

"You washed it last night and you still wash it this morning?" Ms. Caimiao was shocked, "Don't you have mysophobia?"

"It's not a mysophobia. It's New Year. Even though it's on the Gregorian calendar, there should be some sense of ritual. Taking a bath is one of the ways to do it."

Mr. Qianyuan regrets that young people today do not understand the joy of life.

"It makes sense."

"I'll do some washing later, go out to rent a kimono at noon, and go to the river to watch the night fireworks in the evening, so as not to waste this wonderful holiday." The girl became more and more happy as she spoke, as if she had already seen the beauty of herself at night.

Everyone's attention.

Mr. Qianyuan was stunned for a moment.

"No, you want to go out to play during the holidays?"

"No, why don't you stay at home if you don't go out to play during the holidays?"

The air was quiet, half-brothers and sisters looked at each other across the dining table, and floating dust particles could be faintly seen in the clear sunlight.

"...You mean you won't go out today?" Zhuda Caimiao finally came to his senses.

"What are you going out for?"

She patted the boy on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Young people should go out and have more fun during the holidays. Don't stay at home all the time. It's not good for your health."

"Put down your phone, disconnect from the Internet, and go for a walk outside before you realize that playing games is really fun." Mr. Qianyuan added for her, "Besides, I have a novel I haven't finished yet, and I have to audition this month, so hurry up.

Already."

"Isn't it still that long? It's okay to relax."

"It's just because I'm on holiday that I feel anxious, Zhuda." He patted his younger sister on the shoulder with a sad look on his face, "I relaxed a little, and he tightened a little, and the gap was widened again. According to the prisoner

Dilemma, I can only roll up."

Speaking of this, Mr. Qianyuan couldn't help crying.

At first, everyone said that they were playing games in an Internet cafe, but then they opened the door of the library and walked in. At the table on the far left was a few old friends. They looked at each other and smiled awkwardly, and then continued to lower their heads and write.

"I think you are suffering from delusion. If there was a voice actor with such perseverance, he would have gone to Tokyo University long ago."

She glanced at the top student and groaned twice, then turned around and went back to her room to get dressed and take a shower.

"see you later."

"No, see you later."

Taking a brief last glance, Mr. Qianyuan could vaguely hear the soft humming of a song over there.

It sounds like Bleach's op "Girls", but it seems that it has been added to the membership list recently, so I can't listen to it directly.

He threw his coat on the sofa and tidied up the whole house before taking a shower. He was sweating in advance, and Mr. Qianyuan just took off his weight and got ready to take a shower.

Wait until it comes out again.

His snow-white shirt was unbuttoned and open. Fortunately, the air conditioner was turned on by someone who had just climbed over from the balcony today, and the window was closed to prevent the cold wind from blowing in.

"Oh haha~ Qianyuan, you look so sexy!"

In the living room, Zhuda Caimiao, who was dressed in a flashy outfit with some water stains on her hair, whistled and waved to him.

I was sitting on someone else's sofa, drinking someone else's orange juice, and mercilessly saying things that made me angry at Mr. Qianyuan. Then I turned on someone else's TV and used someone else's remote control to change the channel.

Mr. Qianyuan grinded his teeth.

Come on, she’s not as beautiful as the big sister in the supermarket without makeup.

"Don't look at people like that after taking a shower. It's very ambiguous." Miss Caimiao said solemnly.

"Don't worry, I'm just upset because my cheap sister is wasting electricity bills. I have no other intention."

"At best, your butt is in danger."

Mr. Qianyuan snorted coldly and threw someone's long legs across the sofa off the sofa.

Listening to her moans, I glanced at her hair that was still stained with water, and then I remembered that I hadn't blown it yet.

Get up from the sofa, pick up the hair dryer on the TV cabinet, and plug it into the nearest power outlet.
Chapter completed!