What is skiing?

Bathed in snow, the whole person can feel the most primitive freedom. The boredom of the past was released at this moment.

"Oba, it's so much fun~ I want to come next time."

Minami Nai is a professional player,

Even if she hasn't been active for a long time, after experiencing a little jerky at the beginning, the follow-up is showing her youth.

Taking off the bulky costume, Minami Nai is obviously still unsatisfied.

"Okay, it's close anyway, so you can come whenever you like."

Seriously,

Shen Yuelan also has some interests.

When he was with Nakai Minami, he already felt comfortable inside, and then skiing on the snow made him feel a kind of soul-like freedom.

"Hmm~ But I'm a little hungry now."

Minami nodded.

Shen Yuelan looked at his watch, 7.30 p.m.

"What do you want to eat?"

At five o'clock in the afternoon, I came directly to the ski resort, and it was almost two hours of physical exertion, and it was normal for Minami Nai to feel hungry.

"Hmm~ Oba just buy something and go back to make it."

Minami Nai said with a smile.

"Okay."

I thought that Nai Minami was hungry, so I didn't have the idea of cooking for myself at first.

Shen Zishu was surprised, but he didn't say it, he nodded in response.

"Oba, cold."

Out of the house, the wind outside was blowing again, and the snow was much heavier than before, and Minami Nai stretched out his little hand again.

.......

"Oba also cooks Japanese food?"

Ignoring the envious gazes of the people around him, Mingjing Nan took Shen Yuelan's arm and walked around the supermarket.

Shen Yuelan selected a few ingredients and put them in the small cart.

"Hmm~ I'll make you a miso soup later."

The dishes I learned at Neon's concert last time, Minami Nai is a native there, so I'm sure I'll love eating it too.

"Do you like it?"

Seeing that Mingjing Nan didn't speak, Shen Yuelan turned her head to ask her again.

"I like it~ Mom often makes miso soup for na."

Mingjing Nan held Shen Yuelan's arm even harder,

It's been a long time ago, and even this time my mother came to the peninsula and didn't make my favorite miso soup for na.

"Oh? If it wasn't authentic for your aunt, you wouldn't be disgusted. Why don't you take some instant noodles and cook them, na, let me tell you, the instant noodles I cook are also a must."

Shen Yuelan smiled and continued to walk forward.

"No, I'm going to eat Oba's miso soup."

Nai Nan followed him forward.

The man in front of her is usually full of confidence, but at the moment he is also intimate and respectful of her mother.

"Okay, then I'll just do my best to satisfy you."

Again, the remaining ingredients are selected,

The two of them returned to the dormitory with their things.

"Na, you don't have to take off your shoes, just come in."

Change your shoes at the entrance,

Shen Yuelan looked at the shoe cabinet, and there were no brand-new slippers now.

"I'll just wear Oba's shoes."

Nan Meijing smiled sweetly,

There are two kinds of shoes at the entrance, the monotonous gray slippers look like Shen Yuelan's, and the other shoes may have been worn by Sasha-chan.

"yes, okay. Na, do you want something to drink? There's tea on the table, you can brew it and drink it, I'll call you when I'm ready."

Shen Yuelan smiled and nodded,

He also pays attention to personal hygiene, and his slippers do not smell bad.

After saying that, he walked to the kitchen with the ingredients, it was already 8 o'clock in the evening, he had to hurry, fortunately, there was a lot of exercise time tonight, so he didn't have to go to the gym to exercise.

"Yes, Oba."

Najing Nan nodded.

The heating in Shen Yuelan's room has not been turned off,

It was very warm in the house, and she took off her scarf

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Down hanging.

There was still a good smell on the sofa, and Minami Nai followed the most fragrant place to smell it, and the small bottle on the table smelled of lavender.

"Na, are you used to the smell?"

Shen Yuelan walked out of the kitchen again,

He thought that Najing Nan might be a little bored if she waited alone, whether to help her turn on the TV.

"No, it smells good."

Nai Nan sniffed the bottle again before placing it on the table.

This very slight fragrance is something that few girls will hate.

"Oh, na, let's watch TV first."

Shen Yuelan picked up the remote control from the table and turned on the TV at will, which was playing funny variety shows, which might make Mingjing Nan not feel so bored.

"Okay Oba, you're busy with yourself."

Minami Nai smiled.

In fact, she didn't like this kind of funny show very much, and when Shen Yuelan went into the kitchen again, she turned down the sound of the TV.

But it's like Shen Yuelan said,

It can be a bit boring to wait alone.

Nai Minami didn't want to take out her phone at the moment, because she knew that there would definitely be an inquiry from Sana-chan on her phone.

So she stood up, turned around and walked to Shen Yuelan's room,

The sketch portrait is still hanging in the room of Shen Yuelan's master bedroom.

Shen Yuelan would take good care of this painting when she was at home, but she didn't let it get a little dusty because of the past few days, and the corners of Mingjingnan's mouth outlined a charming smile.

Perhaps, take a picture?

She took out her mobile phone, her hands were in the heart of the eggplant, and the background behind her was the painting she had given to Shen Yuelan earlier.

After doing all this, I set the photo as a screensaver again, and then put the phone back in my pocket.

It's really boring, and it's impossible for her to go to the kitchen to cook.

Shen Yuelan said that they just need to enjoy it.

After Mingjing Nan put the phone back, she found that there was nothing to do now, she gently walked to Shen Yuelan's computer desk, slowly opened the computer, and saw the game icon on the desktop,

The demon sent the god to go in.

......

"Na~ Let's eat when we're done."

In the game, time will pass quickly.

When Mingjing Nan heard Shen Yuelan's voice again, it was already the time when the word failed was displayed on the computer.

"Oba, lost."

Minami Nai was all mouthful, obviously feeling a little disappointed that she didn't win.

"It's okay, na, it's a genius girl who is too bad, and I usually can't take her."

Shen Yuelan glanced at it,

Ya's Timo is on the laner, plus Galen is a jungler, so it's strange that he can win.

Nan Nai blushed, one 0-8, one 1-8, neither of them was much better.

Quickly say goodbye in the chat box of the genius girl,

Then he took off his headphones and walked down the hall.

When Shen Yuelan came out, Mingjing Nan's face was still slightly red,

"Sit down, na."

"Hmm."

Nai Nan nodded lightly and sat down in the nearest position.

Shen Yuelan then sat next to her.

The fragrance of miso soup came to his nose, and Nan Nai couldn't help but start to speak,

"It smells so good, Oba."

"Then drink some soup first."

Shen Yuelan smiled and began to help her make soup,

If you eat after drinking soup in winter, it will warm your stomach and be healthy.

"Hmm."

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