[Comprehensive] The system is full of malice to me

The atmosphere was quiet for more than thirty seconds.

There was still no Vulcan boy on the TV screen, but his loud voice kept urging: "Heizi, are you done with the fish? Hurry up!" followed by a slight gasp , the Vulcan's head appeared on the screen for a while and then retracted, as if he was holding the edge of the cooking table to do push-ups.

"It's coming soon." Momoi Itsuki responded a few times, throwing her begging eyes at Yukimura.

Yukimura remained silent, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.Stared at by more than a dozen pairs of eyes, he was not in a hurry or in a hurry, and he didn't even move his sitting position. The aura he exuded made people feel inexplicably afraid to approach, let alone urge him to kill the fish quickly.

"Yukimura-kun kills fish very neatly, I saw it last time." Enomoto Nana said hoarsely, thinking of the scene that day, she couldn't help but praise, "I'm sorry to bother you this time, only Yukimura-kun can do this. "

Marui agreed, "That's not too difficult for the minister, so you can also see our minister's heroic and great figure when he kills fish."

"..." Yukimura thought that what everyone said about betrayal was probably his current feelings, and no one could understand his feeling that he didn't want to see the fish on the chopping board at all.

Akashi looked away from the screen, and suddenly smiled: "Since Enomoto said that only Yukimura-kun can do this, then Yukimura-kun will do it."

No matter how you look at this smile, how uncomfortable it is.

Yukimura wanted to quit, but as a great, wise and personable leader, he couldn't let his staff and those he cared about disappoint, let alone let outsiders see his jokes.

He walked over to the cooking counter, and Hei Zizhe also handed him the kitchen knife and apron, "Please trouble Yukimura-kun."

Nana Enomoto stood up from the sofa and followed them to watch the whole process of Yukimura killing fish.

Momoi Wuzuki looked at it very seriously, and would sigh from time to time, "Nana is right, Yukimura-kun, your movements and posture look quite good, you look very professional."

Nana Enomoto touched her chin and said, "Of course, May, when did I ever lie to you?"

Yukimura twitched his lips, please don't look at him so high, he doesn't want to develop in the direction of professional fish killing.

The movements of his hands were more agile than last time, Yukimura successfully picked up a fish and was about to clean his hands.As soon as he turned on the faucet, he saw Momoi Wuyue winking at him with a white plastic bucket, "Kun Yukimura, don't wash your hands in a hurry, let's get a few more together, otherwise there won't be enough food."

Yukimura turned his head and glanced, five fish were swimming happily in the water.

"Please take care of that too, Yukimura-kun can eat two extra fish for dinner."

This reward is totally enticing.Can't confuse him, he really doesn't care at all.

Yukimura stared at Momoi Mayzuki with a half-smile, and just wanted to throw the plastic bucket at her.

After the dinner, which was neither delicious nor dark, Akashi answered a phone call saying that he was going to leave for a while, and the others did not go together. He stayed in the living room and watched TV in the pretense of cultivating feelings with them.

Kise Ryota enthusiastically took over the job of washing the dishes, and after an accidental hand slipped and smashed three dinner plates, he was rushed to the living room by Heizi and Momoi to watch TV.

Kise looked around in the living room, then leaned against Nana Enomoto's sofa and complained, "I was rejected, it's just that I accidentally dropped three plates, it's not serious, right?"

Nana Enomoto recalled how many times the junior high school basketball club got together, and nodded seriously: "It's really nothing compared to the past seven or eight, but they were too nervous."

"If they think the same as you, they won't think it's a serious matter for me to smash three plates." Kise said with one hand on his chin, "I also want to learn to do one thing, and I will definitely do it in the process. It’s normal for things to go wrong.”

"No, I'm just used to Ryota's rashness," she said.

"I support you in continuing to struggle on learning how to wash the dishes, but I must remind you." Enomoto Nana did not change her face, "The dishes belong to the landlord, not ours. Ryota remember to make up the money, and the details need to be made up." How much is it and I'll tell you after I ask the landlord."

"You...you've changed!" Kise Ryota poked her cheek lightly, "Where did the gentle little Enomoto go?" The Enomoto who would softly comfort him when he smashed dishes or made mistakes Nana must not be the one in front of her.

Nana Enomoto turned her head slightly to avoid the fingertips making trouble on her face, "There is no doubt, the current me has already lit up the cold-blooded and ruthless attributes."

After Kise poked Nana Enomoto's cheek, he felt a deep gaze cast towards him.

There was a sudden chill down the spine, and the numbness continued from the back to the scalp.Kise withdrew his hand, pretended not to know anything, and walked away from Enomoto Nana silently.

Yukimura Seiichi is definitely an extremely possessive guy, if his girlfriend is shaken by someone, he will stare at her for a long time.

Enomoto, didn't see anything, didn't feel anything. Nana had no interest in the tragic drama that was being played on TV, and looked down at the phone, and felt sleepy after watching it for a while.

She wanted to go upstairs to sleep, just got up from the sofa and within a few steps, Momoi Wuyue had already washed the dishes and dragged her directly into the kitchen with a mysterious smile.

"What's the matter, Wu Yue?" She was pulled suddenly and almost blacked out.

"I know a very useful secret recipe for treating colds!" Momoi Wuyue patted the gas stove on the cooking table, preparing to fire it.

Nana Enomoto watched for a while, wondering what she was going to do, because after 5 minutes, she had only set up two bowls and a cup, and then opened the refrigerator to watch for a long while without making any further moves.

Nana Enomoto couldn't help asking, "What are you looking for?"

Momoi stuck out half of her head, "Nana, wait for me at the restaurant."

Even if she didn't say that, Nana Enomoto had exactly the same intention.

Sitting at the dining table and waiting for about 10 minutes, Momoi finally came out with the so-called secret recipe.

"Nai Nai, you drink this."

Nana Enomoto took a look, "What is this?" She looked at the color and thought it was a bit strange, then she took a close sniff and couldn't smell anything, shaking the bowl, she barely recognized it, " Egg drop soup?"

"Well, it's very useful for colds."

No, that's not the point at all. The point is that egg drop soup of this color is probably undrinkable.

It's not that Enomoto Nana has never felt the power of May's dark cuisine. After eating the food made by May for the first time in junior high school, she often remembered the fear of being dominated by May's cuisine when she dreamed back at midnight.

She doesn't want to discourage others' enthusiasm and enthusiasm, but before she sips, she still has to ask clearly: "This... is it really drinkable?"

"Excessive! You are questioning me!" Momoi looked a little aggrieved, "Nana, you have to trust me, there will be no problem, you will feel much better tomorrow after drinking and sleeping."

"May, I didn't mean that, I just..." I was questioning its taste.

Nana Enoimoto swallowed the second half of the sentence, took a deep breath, and drank most of the bowl under Momoi Itsuki's earnest gaze.

She couldn't taste anything, but felt a pain in her throat like a fire. She shook her head subconsciously, and her vision began to gradually blur.

"I want to sleep," she said.

"It works, Nana, drink all of this.

Nana Enomoto took another sip, this time not only in her throat, but also in her nose.The moment her nose was ventilated, she felt the original taste of egg drop soup.

Enomoto Nana rested her chin and looked at Momoi Itsuki, who was blurred in her vision, and hooked her up.

"May, I want to tell you one thing, you can't be angry after hearing it."

"Let's talk about it next time." Momoi was about to help him up, "I'll take you to the room to rest first."

Nana Enomoto reached out and poked her face, "I've always wanted to say this to you."

"Okay, so if you say it now, are you complimenting my words?"

Nana Enomoto shook her head: "Mayue, what you made...is really unpalatable."

"..."

People watching TV in the living room are attracted by the noise from the dining room.

They heard the sound of something falling to the ground, and then the sound of tables and chairs colliding.When he rushed over, he saw Nana Enomoto sleeping on the ground, and Momoi knelt beside her and patted her face lightly to wake her up.

Yukimura quickly pulled him up, and found Nana Enomoto's appearance a bit abnormal.

"What did you do to her?" Yukimura locked his eyes on Momoi Mayzuki.

"I didn't do anything." Momoi pointed to the dining table, "Nana's dizziness may be because of drinking that."

Marui walked over a few steps and picked up the ceramic bowl and smelled it, "Oh my god, the smell of alcohol is a bit strong."

After hearing this, Yukimura curved his lips, and a sneer appeared on his lips, "Momoi-san, you let underage drink alcohol?"

Momoi Wuyue curled her lips, "I only put a small amount. My aunt said that eggnog is very effective for colds. I just want Nana to get better soon. I didn't know she can drink so badly."

She shrank her neck, and Yukimura's eyes made her feel terrified.

"Hey, hurry up and get him to sleep in the room." Qingfeng pulled Momoi up from the ground, "It's just a sip of wine, a night's sleep will be fine."

Yukimura didn't answer any more, and led the people upstairs directly.

The room was pitch black.

Yukimura put the person on the bed based on his feeling, and then walked back to the door to press the light switch.After his vision was brightened, he saw Nana Enomoto half-closed her eyes, muttering something in her mouth, the voice was too low for him to hear clearly.

"Do you want some water?" Yukimura patted her face, telling her to look in his direction.

Nana Enomoto turned her face sideways.

With flushed cheeks and misty eyes, this is a pretty standard drunken face.

But seeing that she doesn't cry or fuss, she probably won't go crazy with alcohol.In order to prevent her from vomiting everywhere, Yukimura also found a washbasin and put it beside the bed.

"Enomoto, lie down first, and I'll get you a glass of water."

Yukimura lifted the quilt and wanted to push her to sleep, but his arm was caught off guard, he was slightly stunned, and then he was pulled by a force.

Nana Enomoto didn't use much strength, but this movement was too sudden, and he was still bent over by the force.

He supported the edge of the bed with both hands, and his neck was tightly bound by a pair of hands.Nana Enomoto leaned almost her entire upper body closer, through the thin pajamas, she could feel the softness of the girl's body, this feeling was stronger than ever before.

Yukimura felt a little strange in his heart, the person who hugged him never let go.

In fact, this posture was very uncomfortable, and he felt his neck was a little sore from being strangled.

"Enomoto, let go of your hands, and go to bed quickly." Yukimura tugged at her arm, but she hugged her even tighter.

Nana Enomoto was quite enthusiastic after being drunk.

Yukimura felt that he knew a great secret, and was in a good mood, so he couldn't help teasing: "Are you acting like a baby?"

Nana Enomoto didn't speak, just pressed her hot cheek to his ear.

It was rare for him to be leaned on like this, so he decided to endure the soreness in his neck and continue to maintain this position.

"Yukimura-kun, thank you."

A moment later, a faint voice sounded in my ears.

Yukimura smiled slightly, "Enomoto, if I remember correctly, isn't it the first time I've taken care of you? You really should think about how to thank me."

"Um……"

Yukimura only heard her vaguely respond, and then her ears were covered with warmth.

His body stiffened for a moment, and he didn't move for a while.

It was soft to the touch, sticking to his ear, wriggling in the pinna, and even the hot breath lingered in the ear.

When the warmth was transferred to her cheeks, Yukimura pulled her away by the collar of her pajamas.

"You...are you still awake?" He touched the ear that was attacked just now, feeling the warmth of his palm, and his heart beat faster than before.

This question is equivalent to asking for nothing. If Nana Enomoto was sober, she would not have acted like that just now.

"Yukimura-kun..." Nana Enomoto bit her lower lip and opened her hands in a gesture of begging for a hug.

Yukimura hesitated for a moment, then slowly leaned down and asked, "Enomoto, are you drunk now?"

Caught off guard again, this time lips touched his rolling Adam's apple.

Just going crazy.

Yukimura trembled, and once again pulled the man away by his collar.

"Wake up, wake up." He couldn't help shaking his hands, and patted Nana Enomoto's cheek several times in a row.

He often heard his mother tell the girls in his relative's family not to drink, let alone get drunk, and he probably understood a little bit that if they were so enthusiastic, the consequences would be serious.

Nana Enomoto sat on the bed, covered her face that had been slapped several times, and frowned.

"It hurts." She pouted.

"..." What should I do if I think it's too cute?

Yukimura chose to silently look away.

"Don't like the way I thank you?"

Yukimura was slightly taken aback, then turned to look at her.Under the light, Nana Enomoto was kneeling on the bed, blushing, and staring up at him with confused eyes.

"Don't like it, my way of thanking you?" She asked again, pointing her index finger.

So now he is being touched by a drunk person, his cheeks are a little hot, and his heartbeat is accelerating irregularly again.

"Enomoto, this is not good, if you wake up from the wine, we will..."

Before the words were finished, this time the soft touch came directly to his lips.

soft, soft, soft...

Yukimura kept thinking about these three words in his mind as if possessed.

Pulled people away twice before.

Should he continue to pull away for the third time?

The author has something to say:

Brother Cun has worked hard on killing fish, so reward your dear ones. (*￣3) (ε￣*)

Try to be more diligent in the new article, the article about the family bloody case in the pit, if you are interested, you can read it, the hero Akashi.

Recommend the article [comprehensive] of Jiyou. After the soul is driven out of the body, the brain is very good.

Thanks for the little cute nutrition solution! !

“”，灌溉营养液＋12018-11-0312：31：07

读者“龘靐齉齾爩粗龗灪龖厵爨癵驫”，灌溉营养液＋72018-11-0205：51：33