That emotion is indescribable.

The gentleness and style of the glimpse of Najing Minami...

Let Jiang Xiaoliang call for free boiled water again, suppressed and shocked, cold and calm, where can such a southern sauce bear to be bullied.

"The spurs in your hometown, how old are you?"

"It's San Antonio, I'm 21 years old, what about you?"

"It's the same, me? I'm 22 years old, eh, then I'm really your 'oh you ginger' (Ernie sauce) Le. ”

"Deceit~"

Minami Mingjing's soft little milk voice is all in a brisk tone.

It has always been Jiang Xiaoliang who asked, and Mingjing Nan answered.

In this relationship, it is evident that the relationship between active and passive is obvious.

Only in the face of familiar, special people, Nan-chan will occasionally get a little closer.

She likes to wait passively, just like a game to fight monsters...

Time is silent, but it will answer everything through boring upgrades and freshness.

Without the team's burdensome sense of responsibility, the suffocating sense of restraint in the South Peninsula, in this brief respite-

In this fast-paced era, I have always been out of place.

She just wants to get along with the world slowly, and feels that this is the only thing that can make her tired soul rest a little...

"Little Waihachi, you, um..."

Hearing someone shouting about himself, Najing Nan came back to his senses.

I remembered that I met an interesting person on Sakura Island, who was like a firework and blooming~

When she raised her eyes, she saw a lovely person with flour and chocolate powder on the side of her cheek and mask.

"Haha."

Nan-chan pursed her soft lips.

Suddenly, the melancholy and sentimental emotions in those eyes were instantly filled with a healing smile.

"Xiaobei, what's wrong with you?"

"Heh... Hehe, uh..."

The table was covered with a clean paper and a glass of water.

The hands and cheeks are full of dots of flour, chocolate powder, and pink pancake powder, and it is an embarrassed and cute Ryoko.

Her face was full of lovelessness, and her smile was shy and embarrassed.

"You might have to wait for me, I might have to borrow an oven from the store manager, no... Don't laugh, Minami-chan!! Can you please not look at me with caring eyes?! I don't want Ernie sauce either! ”

As he spoke, Ryoko's eyes were a little embarrassed.

She could only avoid Nanai's smiling gaze.

In the whole dessert ice cream shop, she is the only one who is the most special.

Others are eating desserts, but Jiang Xiaoliang is making desserts by DIY for Mingjing Nan, who met for the first time.

The memories of the first meeting are estimated to be unforgettable in this life.

"You can't call me 'Nam-chan'."

In Mingjingnan's eyes, there is only the figure of "Xiaobei".

The strange Jiang Xiaoliang doesn't mind being out of place.

Her strangeness is the innocence and sincerity that Nan-chan has never experienced in her life.

"Oh well, eh, to be honest, little waihachi, I suddenly feel a little ashamed..."

Use the back of your hand to gently wipe off the chocolate chips from the cheeks.

Jiang Xiaoliang, who was a little dirty and embarrassed, was very helpless and speechless.

She felt that it was time for her dictionary to be updated!

You can engrave the word "disgrace" into it.

"Poof."

When Mingjing Minami covered his mouth and laughed quietly.

Ryoko has already made the prototype of the "Rabbit Gas" brand chocolate chip cookies, pink strawberry biscuits, and mango pancakes...

Yes, the prototype!!

On the instruction manual, it was said that it was going to be baked!!

Listen, human talk? Such a troublesome, bullshitty matter...

Brother Liang, I want to have an oven and buy a fart snack for me?!

"Xiaobei, it's amazing, how did you do it?"

No matter how ridiculous and funny Jiang Xiaoliang experienced, Mingjing Nan thought it was amazing, and she didn't expect that the person in front of her would really do it.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaoliang, who was praised, was stunned, and then the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and he immediately held back.

The expression becomes tsundere and cute.

She waved her hand, signaling that she was nothing.

"Oh, it's very simple, make desserts - just like I made steamed buns in my hometown, the technique has to be soft, and then you have to knead! Relying on the outbreak and staying power, push forward ~ Nan-chan, you know, right? Push and advance, while the dough is not paying attention, and then push, enter, the rhythm should be a little slower, swing left and right, and finally accelerate, accelerate... Huh?! ”

"Xiaobei, hmm..."

"Xiao Nan, uh..."

Ryoko, who wants to speak and stops, feels that something is wrong.

Najing Nan lowered his head, and a little blush was visible to the naked eye on his white and tender snowy skin.

For a while, the atmosphere between the two was a little awkward.

"That..."

At the time of the small milk voice of the famous well south, it is getting lower and lower.

Jiang Xiaoliang, who felt that he was very bad, hurriedly ran away, and ran to find the manager of the dessert shop under the pretext of running away.

"Nan-chan, you, you're waiting for me here, oops, I'll go..."

But after taking a few steps, she looked down at her dress.

I thought about it and turned back.

She remembers one thing, that is, when she was on the bus, she seemed to be on Sakura Island, and the news and hot searches of the South Peninsula came...

"Huh?"

Puzzled looks.

There was still a deep shyness in Mingjingnan's eyes.

She hasn't come out of Jiang Xiaoliang's strange words before...

"That, I'm a little afraid of the camera, I played tricks on the people of Sakura before, and now I'm a little scared, maybe this turmeric shirt is too conspicuous."

Seeing the movement of the person in front of him reaching out.

Because of the care of the heart...

Let Mingjing Nan subconsciously lean back and distance himself from the "Xiaobei" in front of him.

Jiang Xiaoliang got closer again.

She pulled up the bangs on the girl's forehead, and showed a slightly shy and shy look in her unusually timid, but very beautiful eyes.

"I'm sorry Nan-chan, I'll borrow me first, and I'll pay it back to you later."

Ryoko swapped their hats, putting the fisherman's hat on Minami Nai's head and her cap herself.

Then he put on a coat that An An temporarily kept in his bag.

After all, not everyone likes to be noticed...

To respect others is to respect yourself.

Since he doesn't like it, Jiang Xiaoliang doesn't want to bring "trouble" to Xiaowaiba because of himself.

She walked up to the store manager's sister and said her request.

"Well, you can't borrow an oven."

Available for the safety of guests.

The store manager is not allowed to borrow an oven.

"She's someone I care about." With a turn of aura's eyes, Jiang Xiaoliang, whose temperament had changed, pointed to Mingjing Nan, who was alone not far away, with a refined temperament, as elegant as a celebrity.

Her magnetic voice and melancholy eyes are heartbreaking: "Between me and her, I have not been accepted by the world, and the strange eyes around us make us discriminated against everywhere, this relationship, I can't take the initiative to end it..."

"I can't get back to dependence, I can't let go of my hateful possessiveness... Because, in a foreign country, it is too rare to be able to move a person's heart, even if the relationship between us is shocking. ”

"You can only be secretly romantic, avoiding the eyes of the world..."

"We spent our birthdays on the riverfront in San Antonio, and today is my second birthday with her at this dessert shop on Sakura Island, the third birthday will be on the South Peninsula, and the fourth will be..."

Ryoko's melancholy temperament, intermittent words, blue eyes, flowing, overflowing with despair and pain.

Fermented in the air filled with the aroma of desserts, it is viscous.

It is full of an atmosphere that is difficult for the store manager to refuse.

Jiang Xiaoliang seems to really tell the old time of "past" with Mingjing Nan in a lazy and charming voice.

"I, how can I help you?"

"Can you borrow me the oven?" I just want to bake her favorite cookies, okay? Disgusted by my family, neither I nor my Nam-chan could go home. ”

"Okay!!"

The store manager's young lady's calm girlish feelings have become undercurrent because of Jiang Xiaoliang, and she is slightly drunk and romantic.

With tears in her eyes, she nodded vigorously and agreed to Ryoko's request.