The words were typed and deleted, deleted and typed, and the little girl lay on the bed, holding her mobile phone, and all kinds of words could only be turned into an emoji.

After sending it out, he stuffed his little head into the quilt, leaving only one body outside, and let out a helpless snort.

How do you tell Yuanye-san!

Do you want to tell him that if I bring you breakfast and Qingling-san sees it, the two of us will be thrown into the trash together?

Wait, if you and Yuanye-sango are thrown into a trash can, it seems to be fine, and then you can hold Yuanye-san's smell wantonly.

No, no, it's okay to yourself, but you can't let the smell of Yuanye-san's body be polluted.

Feeling a little irritable, he pulled his head out of the quilt and lay down on the bed dejectedly, the stuffiness of the quilt just now made Yuriko Ogata's jet-black hair stick to her forehead.

Now, I really want to smell the smell of Yuanye's body.

In particular, the after-gym flavor feels like an exhilarative agent that can make people feel energized.

Cherry's mouth opened slightly, her breathing began to become a little rapid, and her face began to blush slowly unconsciously.

As long as Yuanye-san's boyfriend becomes his boyfriend, he can hold him every day and smell it.

Then I can help Yuanye's classmates wash dirty clothes, right, it's normal for my girlfriend to help...... Even underwear can help wash ...... When the time comes......

"Oops!"

Yuriko Ogata seemed to feel ashamed, and a little shyly stuffed her little head back into the quilt, as if it was Haruhi Harano's clothes taken off, rolling on the wide and soft bed.

When Haruhi received the emoji, he had already walked to the door, and when he glanced at the cute emoji of [Confused], he couldn't help but show a smile on his face.

It's really a cute little girl, if you ignore that special hobby.

Love the smell of yourself?

Thinking of this, Haruhi Haruhi Harano sniffed at himself, and didn't find any special smell, which was really inexplicable.

Yuriko-san, what a good girl, how can she have such a preference?

I wanted to be a BT for many years, but I didn't expect to be the object of BT.

However, the good news is that both Yuriko Ogata and Kae Yasukawa are first-class beauties.

Walking into the small courtyard of the rental house, as soon as I looked up, I saw the landlady walking into the door on the second floor, the slender and wonderful figure, the small white vest on the body seemed to be reduced by one size, and the ultra-short pants on the lower body were even more bulging.

I made up my mind to work out! Enrich yourself!! Strive to become a handsome guy like Takuya Kimura and Peng Yuyan!!

After seeing Eri Momoya return to the house, Haruhi Haruki reached out and knocked on the door, and as soon as he knocked on it for the first time, his right hand was still in the air and ready to knock on the second time, and the door was opened.

As if standing at the door and waiting for a long time, a beautiful blonde girl appeared in front of me.

Qingling Meilong crossed her waist, tilted her little head, and looked at Haruhi Haruki on her toes, if she ignored the black ash on her nose, she didn't know what this little girl did.

And as soon as the door opened, Haruhi Haruhi Harano smelled a faint smell of burning, as if something was mushy.

"What are you doing at home?" Haruno, Kasuhi, looked at the girl in front of him and asked with some uncertainty.

The appearance of the blonde beautiful girl is not embarrassing, but it feels weird, and the black ash on her face and the yellow oil stains on the white wide T-shirt have already told Kasuga Kiyoling Mitaka what she is doing at home.

But Qing Ling Meilong's face was full of confidence.

"Miss Ben, I'm in a good mood, it's rare to have the next kitchen today, you have a mouthful, you know? Bastard. Qingling Meilong still crossed her waist and said proudly.

"It's a blessing... Is it? Haruhi Haruki raised his head, looked past Mitaka Kiyoling, and looked at the small living room behind the girl.

There is a big pink thermal insulation cover on the coffee table, and it looks like there are a lot of dishes burned inside.

"Hey, what do you mean by that big bastard?"

Haruhi Harano's questioning tone made Kiyoling Mitaka very unhappy, and she felt that her dignity had been insulted.

The blonde beautiful girl was stuck in her small waist, her good-looking brows were furrowed, and her face became bulging, "I feel like you don't believe me?" ”

"No, no, absolutely not." Haruki Yuan Ye leaned down, reached out to knead Miss Qingling's fragrant shoulder, and said with some flattery, "I'm starving to death, let me taste your craft." ”

Seeing this posture, Haruhi Haruhi could also guess that Qingling Meilong must have run home after school to study how to make dinner.

A daughter who doesn't touch the spring water with her fingers can delve into the cuisine for an afternoon, to be honest, she was a little moved.

I think that on the first night of the first day, Miss Qingling at that time didn't even know how to make sesame sauce, but today, she actually wanted to cook for Haruhi Yuanye.

In the past few months of coming to Tokyo, Haruhi Haruki has always had a sense of isolation in a trance of being isolated from the world, and everything is as unreal as a bubble, including the feeling that has not subsided after getting the love assistant.

On the contrary, it makes Haruhi have a game-like attitude, just like clearing galgale, completing tasks, completing achievements, and unlocking various galleries.

Outcome... I really didn't expect that the life of someone cooking for him as soon as he got home would come so quickly, so suddenly, this is the first time that a girl of the same age has cooked for him, or without his knowledge.

Looking at the beautiful blonde girl in front of me who looked like I was the boss, Haruki Harano couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, reached out and pinched his white little nose, and then rubbed the black ash on his fingers on the cheeks full of collagen.

"Humph! Bastard! Qingling Meilong's face turned red, and she snorted coldly and turned around and left.

Haruhi Harano stood in place and smiled, secretly swearing in his heart that no matter what kind of meal Qingling Mitaka cooked, he would have to blow out of the sky.

The little sister cooks for the first time, and she can't hit others.

"Dangdang, dang!"

Qingling Meilong walked to the small coffee table, and happily took away the buckled insulation cover, revealing the prepared meal inside.

"Let me see, let me see, what is delicious you make?"

Haruhi Haruki was also a little happy, and hurriedly stepped forward.

The meal was very rich, three dishes and one soup, enough for two people to eat very well....

But....

At the moment when he saw the whole picture of the dish, Haruhi Harino's smile stopped, and he even wanted to take back the vow he had just made, which was so special.....