man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 227 [226] You are not allowed to tell them!
Shiina Iori skillfully poured the milk and white sugar into the pot and heated and stirred until the white sugar completely melted.

When there are no particles, add egg liquid, stir and filter.

Pour the previously prepared caramel syrup into the bottom of the bowl, then pour in the egg milk, and put several small bowls into the baking tray.

Wait until the oven is preheated, adjust the temperature to 150 degrees up and down and start heating.

I have to say that there are many kinds of kitchen utensils in Zhujiang's room.

If the system hadn't directly set his cooking level to expert level, Shiina Iori would have to study for a long time just on how to use the oven.

However, after having the system, all the adjustments seemed to have been repeated thousands of times, so he didn't feel jerky at all.

The time is set to 35 minutes.

When this creme brulee is baked, it has to be stored in the refrigerator.

The oven starts to heat up.

Make a low hum.

Shiina Iori glanced at the time on the phone, it was almost time for a nap.

Unavoidably, the pudding in the pan was forgotten, Shiina Iori Asagi-chan shouted from the house: "Maki? You remember to put the pudding in the oven into the refrigerator later."

"Oh--"

After exhorting, Shiina Iori felt relieved as if she had put a second insurance on herself.

Sure enough, there is nothing more satisfying than using one's own sister.

He didn't go into the room until he was sure he wouldn't forget the snack, ready to take a nap.

And in Miyahara Nagisa's room.
"that is it?"

Shiina Maki, who just casually agreed, didn't listen to Iori's words at all.

At this time, she was lying on the bed, staring aggressively at the girl in front of her, and her voice seemed faintly dissatisfied.

"Yes! I just go along with it"

On the contrary, Nagisa Miyahara fell on the head of the bed with a bit of doubt, with his back half leaning against the wall, and his tone of voice was a little unconfident.

Still clutching the boxer shorts in his hand.

"Really?" Maki narrowed her eyes slightly, her tone frivolous, "But what's the use of telling me?"

"What's the meaning?!"

Miyahara Nagisa suddenly became vigilant.

As Maki Shiina spoke, she raised a strand of long hair at the sideburns with her fingers, as if she didn't care, and said: "My brother, he has been data control and obsessive-compulsive since he was a child. , even the height of the small risers on the tatami must be aligned.”

"Do you think that a guy like him who requires most of the objects in his field of vision to be neat and tidy, can't he find the empty clothes hanger that hangs abruptly on the pole full of clothes?"

Hearing this, Nagisa Miyahara's face turned a little pale.

Maki carefully observed her expression, her small face was still full of Shi Shiran: "When the time comes, he will check the clothes casually, won't he be able to find the missing clothes all at once?"

"And when we came back, Nagisa-chan, you happened to be standing there again."

"If you want me to say, when we were chatting in the room, maybe Nini had already found out about it, and he just held back and didn't say anything!"

"He's a really bad guy sometimes."

"Ah."

In the next room, Shiina Iori, who was about to take a nap, sneezed unconsciously.

The more Miyahara Nagisa listened, the more he felt that this matter might happen.

Because Iori is a little obsessive-compulsive disorder, 1701 is well known - and she really didn't pay attention to whether the clothes on the balcony were arranged properly.

When I think of this, I think of Shiina Iori's expression after she found out about this incident, and I think of being exposed by Iori in public
The boxer pants in his hand suddenly became like a ticking time bomb.

The girl's lips were slightly pursed, and her face was almost pale.

Iori shouldn't be able to, right?
should?

Seeing that the momentum was almost brewing, Maki secretly sighed in her heart that Nagisa-chan was easy to deceive.

But his mouth seemed to be making serious plans.

"but."

"but?!"

Nagisa seemed to have grasped the magic stick of hope, and her godless eyes suddenly lit up.

"You can try it out."

Maki said very seriously.

"Try?"

"Yes." Maki didn't look sideways, making suggestions like the dog-headed military adviser next to the third-rate demon king, "At this time, Nini should be preparing for an afternoon nap."

"Zhu-chan, you can just go in and inquire about it."

"If Nini conceals that he knows and found out, then you can put the things back as soon as he falls asleep."

"If he says he didn't find out...it means he really didn't know or acquiesced."

"Among these two options, the probability of the former is extremely small. If he says that, it's basically tantamount to allowing Nagisa-chan to hold his pants at will! It doesn't matter whether you put them back or not."

The dog-headed strategist Maki analyzed Nagisa-chan one by one.

Shiina Maki's tone was indifferent: "I can pretend to believe it, but my brother can't."

"."

Miyahara Nagisa looked at her, speechless for a moment.

After a while of silence, she said weakly: "But... how should I match Iori's words?"

When Maki heard this, the corners of her lips couldn't stop twitching again.

She maintained a posture that was almost pressed against Nagisa-chan, casting a dark shadow against the light above her head.

"this one"

Shiina Iori was lying on the bed, and just as she had put her phone next to her pillow, she heard a click of a lock from the door.

He closed his eyes and said casually, "Maki? I'll lie down on the bed for a while. If you want to take a nap, go to Nagisa-chan's room or make the floor yourself."

"Iori."

Shiina Iori opened her eyes that had just been closed.

Hearing this sound, a shock woke him up.

"Nagisa sauce?"

He jerked off of the bed.

The shock made the whole crib move.

"Is there a problem?"

Although Shiina Iori's voice was flat, the muscles on his body were still tense, and his eyes quickly planned the disengagement route map in the room.

It's not that he thinks too much.

What if Nagisa-chan becomes impulsive?

Shiina Iori thought so, and glanced at the clothes on Nagisa-chan's body.

The furniture is loose nightdress, and under the feet are a pair of white silk stockings that obviously shouldn't be worn in a home environment.

There is a delicate pure white field between the hem of the nightdress and the stockings, which perfectly restrains the sensuality and tightness that belong to girls.

With a pair of small hands behind her back, she inadvertently used a loose nightdress to fully reveal part of her slender figure.

His cheeks were faintly red.

very clear.

It's a standard offensive stance.

Miyahara Nagisa seems to be a little bit tangled, hanging his little head, and his voice is as soft as a mosquito: "Yi, Yizhi, you should take a nap now, right?"

"Whether I sleep or not depends on your next decision."

Shiina Iori very cold stems.

His ejaculation time is generally from six o'clock, ah no, from seven o'clock to two o'clock in the afternoon.

Now is still within the time frame and the brain is still ruled by reason.

Hearing what he said, Miyahara Nagisa was obviously even more embarrassed, and lowered his head slightly:
"During this time, I have been bothering you to give me tutoring, but I don't seem to have done anything for you."

"Sometimes I always bully you."

"So, so I thought, rub your shoulders for you, beat your waist and so on."

".You are not allowed to tell Yui and the others!"

　Second more!

　　Originally I wanted to write a two-in-one, but it seemed that the second half was a little bit off, and I couldn’t post it all the time, so I changed it from five o’clock until now and haven’t sent it out, so I had to send the previous two thousand The words are cut out first and become Chapter 2.

　　Qigu sleeps for a while, and when he wakes up, he will rewrite the rest in a lighter way, and try to post it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)