Seeing the lively scene, Haruhi Yuanye couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this is the real youth of fifteen or sixteen.

With a group of partners who work hard together, you don't feel tired even if you train hard every day! Instead, there is a sense of fulfillment.

We have been working hard for a dream, a national competition, a real big stage for national live broadcast!

The honors won on the field stimulated the hearts of all high school students, especially at this rebellious age who is particularly concerned about face, and they all hope that they will be the protagonist and become famous!

Baseball, Football, Basketball, Tennis, Volleyball......

Guitar, Band, Violin, Symphony......

As long as you can think of the competition, there are national competitions in Japan, and even high school students can participate in the election and win the title of the first beautiful boy or the first beautiful woman in Japan's high school in one fell swoop.

Life in high school is colorful, unless you have a heart to return home.

Do you want to find a club to participate in and have fun? Also feel the youth of a hot-blooded middle two?

Haruhi leaned against the window, letting the wind blow away his broken hair.

Haruhi Haruhi Wilderness, who was quiet down to do things, was very handsome, so that Eri Momoya, who was driving on the side, couldn't help but look at it several times.

"Spring, what are you going to eat at night?" Eri Momotani asked.

"Qingling, she cooks at night." Haruhi Harano said that when he said this, he had a smile on his face, as if he was happy and relieved about it.

Eri Momoya also felt happy for the "brother and sister" when she saw this scene.,It's really an enviable good-looking brother and sister.,So I opened my mouth to invite.,

"Well, tomorrow night you two will come to my house for dinner, and I will cook for you."

"Well, okay, then I'll trouble Sister Eri tomorrow night."

Haruno, Haruhi thought about it and nodded in agreement, grinning, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and Eri Momoya couldn't help but blush when she saw it.

It's so impactful.

The black Toyota drove into the small courtyard and pulled over.

The two got out of the car, and now that the sky was getting darker, after watching Eri Momotani return to the room on the second floor, Haruhi Harano took out the key and returned to his cozy rental house with dim lights.

The living room of the rental house is small, and as soon as Kasuga enters the door, I hear the sound of crackling and stir-frying.

At the same time, there is a faint smell of vegetables in the air.

After more than a week of training and self-study, Miss Qingling already felt that cooking was nothing more than that.

Now her cooking skills have reached the point of astonishing (she thinks that with the addition of Haruhi's always beautiful fart.). ）

In particular, the cake baking skills learned in the school's family health education class are even more pure (in her own opinion)

Looking at the two half-eaten small cakes on the coffee table, I couldn't see its original appearance, but the cream slipped down the cake embryo, and when the girl tasted it, it was indeed left for the handsome boys, but half of each was left.

Kasuga can only be fixed by imagination, well, it looks like a small cube.

Put down the schoolbag and walked into the small kitchen, and saw the Qingling Meilong who was stir-frying.

The fan apron is tied around the slender waist, the delicate little face has a little bead of sweat, and a pair of slender and even long legs, the whole person is extremely serious.

The aura emanating from the top and bottom of her body seemed incompatible with the small environment around her, as if she was a goddess who had fallen into the world and had been glued to fireworks.

Haruhi is considering whether to change to a better rental house, but in that case it will be far away from Mrs. Momotani, and this matter will have to be discussed again.

Miss Qingling, who was wearing an apron, had a different feeling, Haruhi Harano smiled, and walked towards the glamorous little chef.

Walking behind Qingling Meilong, he wrapped his hands around the waist that Yingying was holding, lowered his head and pillowed on the fragrant shoulder, took a deep breath, and a faint fragrance came.

The little cook gave him a blank look, did not speak, and continued to flip the shovel in her hand.

"What to do? It's so fragrant, Qing Lingsang! Haruhi Haruki held the delicate body in his arms, and couldn't help but want to rub it hard, and his hands slowly went up, separated by several layers of clothes.

The brand-new aprons were a little wrinkled, and Qingling Meilong was still very calm about stir-frying, but after a while, two blushes rose on her little face.

Haruhi Haruhi had already lowered his head and kissed the white and tender neck, and after planting two strawberries, he began to kiss the pink little face.

Qingling Meilong couldn't calm down anymore, she only felt the itching on her body, and her little hands holding the spatula couldn't help but tremble a little.

After glancing at it, the heat was almost over, and Haruhi reached out to extinguish the stove and turned the little chef over.

The effect of these days of exercise is evident at this time, and he directly picked up Qingling Meilong and put it on the kitchen countertop, lowered his head and kissed his ruddy little mouth.

Qingling Meilong was also very cooperative, stretching out two slender arms to wrap around Haruhi's neck.

The evening sun shines on this small rental house, sprinkling it on the ground and making it golden. The sunset on the horizon was already dyed red, and several geese flew slowly in the direction of the sun until they disappeared.

Qingling Meilong walked out of the kitchen, reached out and wiped the kiss marks on her lips and neck, and unbuttoned the folded apron around her waist as she walked, her expressionless little face was flushed with two faint blushes, and the whole person looked pure and lustful.

I threw my apron aside, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, and sat on the sofa with my sore ankles.

After a while, Haruhi Harino came out of the kitchen, holding two plates in his hands, and on the plates were dishes that sold well.

It has been a week since the eldest lady cooked for the first time, and compared to the original dark cuisine, the progress of the eldest lady Qingling has simply changed qualitatively.

I'm about to be moved to cry in the spring, and finally, I finally don't have to risk it anymore!!

That time is the closest time for Haruhi Haruki to reminisce about life, it's too painful, it's obviously weird and hard to eat, but you still have to eat it all.

But fortunately, since the eldest lady can't get up in the morning, the spring only needs to be devastated at night.

However, Haruki Harano wants to thank Asami Matsushita the most, for the weekly housekeeping class - sewing clothes or cooking.

The cooking classroom was full of students that day, and Haruhi Haruki, Mitaka Kiyoling, and Mai Hanai were divided into a group.

For this group, glancing at the arrogant duo with their hands around their chests next to them, Kasuga said that those who can work harder and do all the things in the group by themselves.

After all, he knows the level of Qingling Meilong, as for Mai Hanai? Seeing that brainless appearance, I made it clear to you that I would not help, and I couldn't count on the two of them.

Wolong and phoenix.

It was Yuriko Ogata from the next group who wanted to help them, but Mitaka Kiyoling only glanced at it faintly, and Ogata-san, who was about to say something, was scared back.

As a result, unexpectedly, when Haruhi was about to break eggs in the wilderness, Qingling Meilong took the initiative to ask for work.

"Hey, I'll crack the eggs, you go and do something else." Qingling Meilong said coldly that in school, she seemed to have become the cold eldest sister again.

Haruhi raised her eyebrows and handed over the container of egg liquid that she had beaten in her hand, as if she was very proud, but when she looked at the orderly cooking team next door, especially when Yuriko Ogata became the head chef.

Qing Lingsang seemed to be comparing something in secret, and he didn't know who he was competing with, so he snorted coldly while stirring the egg liquid.

Perhaps this group sensed the difficulty of Haruhi Haruki.

Or, in the past few days, I have been running to the office every day in the spring, and I am already familiar with Matsushita Asami.

The housekeeping teacher personally went down to instruct them to bake the cake in the spring.

With some surprises, Qingling Meilong listened obediently like a studious baby.

Mai Hanai was a little stunned when she saw this scene, is this still the Qingling Meilong who doesn't care about anything on weekdays?

However, even if Qingling Meilong behaved very strangely, still no one got up to ask the reason and what kind of joke was made.

Perhaps feeling the determination to learn cooking, Asami Matsushita began to teach the three of them very seriously.

No, to be precise, it is teaching Qingling Meilong.

"Qingling, when you make the cake base, you must ...... When you do this, the cake will be softer and tastier. ”

Asami Matsushita said seriously, and Mitaka Qingling stood aside with an apron and listened very carefully, nodding from time to time.

It's like the predecessors of the ancient giants passing on the experience of the exercises to the little brother.

Finally, under the guidance of Mr. Matsushita, Qingling Meilong made a dessert cake that looked good.

When Qingling Meilong took out the plate from the oven wearing thick cotton gloves, everyone's eyes couldn't help but look over.

There was a faint smell of milk in the air.

Since Matsushita has been doing guidance by the side, their group was the first to do it.

Staring at the cake baked for the first time in his life, Qingling Meilong couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The cake looks very ordinary, and the taste has not been tried yet, but it is similar when I think about it.

Three pieces of cake, one piece for Qingling Mitaka and Haruhi Yuanye, as for the last row that originally belonged to Mai Hanai, a large piece was put away by Qinglingsan.

"Qingling~" Mai Hanai said pitifully.

"No, I won't give it to you."

Qingling Meilong said lightly, and at the same time reached out to take the box and began to wrap the last piece of cake.

"But why can that guy eat it?" Mai Hanai still didn't give up and pointed to the wild spring of the fragrance that was eating on the side.

This guy wants to work out, so the cake he gets is a small piece, but he still eats it happily.

"He worked, you didn't." Qingling Meilong glanced at it.

Hearing this, Haruhi Harino also defiantly showed a row of big white teeth.

Mai Hanai, who was angry, trembled for a while, but there was no way, she had been watching from the side just now, and she didn't help at all.

I had no choice but to go and coquettish with Miss Qingling again to see if I could taste it.

It is said that after this class, Qingling also specially added contact information with the beautiful and gentle Matsushita sensei, so that it was convenient to discuss some things about cooking.

This is also the main reason for Qing Lingsang's rapid progress.