My youth love story is really a fake

Carefully picked up the spoon, gently scooped up a mouthful of the soup, put it near his mouth and blew it warm, and then gently sent it into his mouth.

"Delicious shi い--"

Unlike Yukinoshita's soup, which is light and soft with Japanese characteristics, Chino's blend still retains the rich taste of Huaguo.Considering that it was already late at night, Qian Jian did not overly pursue the taste and burden the internal organs, but the soup made by her skillful blending was still very suitable for Xiao Jing's taste.

"Really? I feel very ordinary."

Even though he said that, Qian Jian happily filled a bowl for himself, holding it in his hands and stirring it constantly.

"En! If you can eat this delicious food every day, it will definitely be the happiest thing!"

Speaking of it, Xiaojing seems to live alone...

"Jing-chan...just in case I ask first, what kind of cooking are you best at?"

"curry--"

Xiao Jing, who was focused on delicious food, replied casually.But the so-called curry, as long as you don’t put any strange things in it, the taste will not be bad.Especially curry cubes, they are friends of cooking idiots... no, they should be close friends.

"Speaking of which," Xiao Jing blew on the tofu block, then put it in her mouth.Although the words she said while happily chewing tofu were a little out of tune, Chihiro could still hear what it was, "I tried putting curry into ramen before, and it was super delicious!"

Hey, that kind of thing is beyond the scope of cooking, it's just a simple mixture...

"There is also fried bean sprouts mixed with barbecue sauce, which is simply superb! I am such a genius, hahaha~~"

Say no more--

Chiyo thought sadly, every time Hiratsuka Shizuka boasted, Chiyo's sympathy flooded even more.

After all, it's not unreasonable to be a girl who is nearly thirty and hasn't married yet...

Seeing Xiao Jing who had put down the soup bowl and was fumbling for a cigarette, Qian Jian thought helplessly.

After a simple supper, Qian Jian sent Xiao Jing, who had been tidied up, to the taxi.

But when Qian Jian turned around and returned to the door of the apartment, he found a very frightening thing—the key was not taken out.

Because I just came down to see off Shizuka Hiratsuka, Chiyo's room was not locked.What was also ignored was the key on the table.

After knocking on the door of the security room and going through layers of confirmation, Qian Jian finally got the help of the management staff and successfully entered her room.

However, it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

Although staying up late is often, but tired still have to be tired.

Qian Jian walked into her own bathroom, decided to simply rinse off and go to bed.But that blatant purple is still stimulating Qian Jian's nearly weakened nerves...

"..."

It took five seconds to be dazed——in fact, Qianyan’s consciousness went blank simply because of sleepiness, and Qianyan realized that the cleaning of the evening dress does not use a washing machine at all...

MDZZ

Pulled out a laundry bag from the compartment, opened it and pinched the dark purple tube top and triangle fabric in through the gauze.It seems that the material is not bad, but the style is really sad...

After pulling up the laundry bag, he threw it into the washing machine. After adding an appropriate amount of detergent and fabric softener, Qian Jian turned on the machine directly.As for the dress, it was carefully put into another bag, making sure that there would be no creases, and then it was thrown aside by Qian Jian.

Anyway, take a bath and go to sleep... Uh, I have to hang up two small pieces of fabric first...

For people, the sleep time is 1 minute after closing the eyes plus two or three seconds before opening the eyes.If you think the time is wrong, don't call me, go to a doctor...

But even for this short period of time, Qian Jian failed to hold on.

After feeling the strong nerve stimulation from the abdomen, the brain cells that fed back strong nerve signals directly dragged Qian Jian out of deep sleep.

Fortunately, it was not during the eye movement period, otherwise Qian Jian might be able to experience a massacre in person (rapid eye movement is a dream reaction, and the elements of human dreams are affected by factors such as sound and touch, and will automatically complete a relatively reasonable scene).

"Well, fists are faster~"

The familiar voice happily rang in his ears, but this voice sounded extremely cruel to Qianjian.

"Jing-chan...good morning..." Qian Jian still greeted her habitually as she pressed her aching forehead.

"quiet?!"

"Yo~young boy—" A white palm covered the top of Qianjian's head, but in another way, it should be the position of Tianling Gai, "Don't add the word 'jiang' to the teacher's address!"

Misfortune comes out of your mouth?

Haven't you heard of "If you do evil without intention, you will not be punished for evil"!

Woke up early in the morning, who can reflect it!

Chapter 18 The agreed third update

Title of this chapter: Yukinoshita, Your Talent Is Too Early

【110】

Well, the emergency number in Japan is also 110.This point, Chihiro has already confirmed many times on Yukinoshita's mobile phone...

"Mr. Police Officer, someone is trespassing here...I didn't discuss comics with you, it's trespassing—"

After quickly touching the phone not far away, Qian Jian reported the current dangerous situation to the police officer as quickly as possible without hesitation.However, after seeing the thing in the hand of the beauty in the suit opposite, Qian Jian honestly put down the phone in her hand.

If the phone line is cut off, the phone becomes a plastic box with no electricity...

"Kinoshita--"

Raising her hand to stop the beautiful teacher who was approaching step by step, Qian Jian asked her doubts in the most respectful manner.

"Mr. Shizuka Hiratsuka, how did you appear in my room?"

"Ah, this ah-"

Hiratsuka-sensei turned the key ring in his hand, and the storm-like aura quickly faded away, turning into a gentle smile.

"I accidentally took it away when I went back yesterday~~"

Ghost letter!

But for the safety of her own life, Qian Jian decided to believe it ignorantly.

"So, what is the reason why you came to visit the humble house so early?"

"this."

Shizuka Hiratsuka lifted the left hand that was hooking the paper bag, and if nothing else happened inside, it should be the clothes borrowed from Chiyo yesterday.

"Speaking of which, I forgot to take away my clothes yesterday..."

Putting the clothes bag beside Qianjian's bed, Xiaojing walked to the bathroom of Qianjian's house with ease.

Then nothing was found.

Of course, the washed clothes must be dried in a ventilated place... Even the packed dresses were properly placed on the balcony of the main hall.

Well, the floor is high enough so people below can't see, and it's well ventilated and well lit.If you do the math, you should have done it long ago.

"Ah, I washed that and hung it in the living room—"

"What?! That's my favorite dress! Did you wash it just like that?"

"No, as for the dress, I originally planned to send it to the laundry today."

"Then what did you wash..."

Not halfway through speaking, Shizuka Hiratsuka rushed into the living room with staring eyes.

It's a pity that she hasn't seen it for so long since she came in, it was clearly hung in the most conspicuous place.

With a blushing face, Shizuka Hiratsuka silently put the underwear into the bag prepared in advance, tied it up briefly, and stuffed it into the belt of the dress together.

Taking advantage of this gap, Qian Jian has already got into the bathroom to wash up and tidy up—by the way, she locked the door.

However, time is limited in the morning.Qian Jian is also not interested in how long she will be locked in this airtight bathroom.

After tidying up, he sneaked out of the bathroom.

"Kinoshita--"

Hiratsuka Shizuka sat on the sofa with a firm determination, staring at Qianjian step by step as she came out of it.

"Yes!"

"What's for breakfast?"

"what?"

"Ah...Actually, I came out too early, so I didn't have time to have breakfast..."

The moment he said those words, Shizuka Hiratsuka's aura suddenly weakened.However, his serious eyes were still staring at Qianjian.

"Then...ordinary western breakfast?"

"kindness!"

Looking at Shizuka Hiratsuka, who was overjoyed because of an ordinary breakfast, Qian Jian thought rather sadly, "Come and take care of her personally..."

Because if there is no more, getting up every morning will become a horrible experience like now...

After working for a while, two toasted sun eggs and seasonal vegetable salad were placed on both sides of the dining table.

After careful consideration for a while, Qian Jian decided to put the two glasses of milk on the dining table.

A glass of milk strengthens a nation, but what will happen after becoming strong will be put aside.Anyway, if it's good for him, Qian Jian still doesn't mind doing it.

"Smoking is prohibited..."

While passing over the tableware, Chihiro snatched the cigarettes from Shizuka Hiratsuka's hand and threw them into the trash can.

"I really don't know what's so good about this kind of thing..."

"Hey, hello—"

Hiratsuka watched in distress as the slender cigarette was ruthlessly swallowed and thrown into the trash can for two seconds, then turned her head and decided to turn her grief into food, and launched a brutal attack on the things on the dinner plate.

How old is this woman...

Qian Jian took a bite of the crispy toast and thought that at this time, Shizuka Hiratsuka had already started to attack the second piece.

"Don't just eat the staple food, eat the salad too..."

Leaning forward and pushing the glass bowl containing the salad towards Xiao Jing's hand, Qian Jian said helplessly.

"Speaking of which, what do you usually eat for breakfast?"

"Well……"

"Swallow first..."

"Gudoo, Gudou, Gudoo—"

After drinking the milk in one gulp, Xiao Jing broke her fingers and said, "Generally speaking, it's the rice balls from 711. If you get tired of eating them, you can switch to sushi...Recently, many chain stores have started to provide breakfast, and the taste is not bad... ..."

Well, no matter how you listen to it, it is a joke that has surpassed common sense.

"Here it is again, Xiao Jing, stop joking..."

"Eh?"

……

"Eh!"

……

After breakfast, it was only 06:30...

It's too early for class time!

Normally, Qian Jian would wake up at seven o'clock, and then step on the dots to enter the school gate.

"Why so early!"

Regarding Qian Jian's doubts, Hiratsuka, who was lazily lying on the sofa, explained calmly: "Because I want to come to find you, I have to go to the hotel to pick up the car, so I brought you to school by the way. I can't go there It's too late...and, are you sure you want others to see me take you to school?"

"Ugh..."

There are reasons and evidences, which cannot be refuted.

"Go-go-"

Shizuka Hiratsuka's arm clamped Chihiro's arm in a way similar to mixed martial arts, and the moment the posture she once yearned for was imposed on her body, Chihiro sincerely apologized to Hikigumi from the bottom of her heart.

It's almost broken!