He is in the black basketball team and signed to Teiko Academy

When several people were eating happily.

May looked at the few ingredients left by the charcoal stove, which had not yet been 'processed' by Song Cheng.

"Cheng-kun, I want to try it too... Can you teach me?" May, who was sitting next to Song Cheng, shook Song Cheng's arm, as if she was coquettish.

Song Cheng gently scraped May's nose and said in a magnetic voice: "May... Ah Yue, leave this kind of trivial matter to me.

He subconsciously wanted to say May, but the words of saying "May" flashed in his mind, and he quickly changed his words.

Just before, May stood on tiptoe next to his ear and left a whispered inquiry: "Chengjun ~ Can you call me Ah Yue in the future?"

Hearing this unexpected sentence at that time, Song Cheng had not reacted at first.

The development of further relationships made his expression slightly stunned.

After a long period of precipitation, the first official meeting after a year.

It seems that May and Song Cheng's behavior has become more intimate, and what happened between the two has become a little ambiguous.

He reacted, a smile on his lips.

This time, he didn't choose to run away.

Looking at May's bright eyes, the blue pupils in his eyes flashed with tenderness, and he said calmly: "Okay." At

this moment, my heart is like a deer hitting my chest and plopping.

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May muttered quietly: "No, I also want to help Chengjun share some of it..."

"Okay, let's go.

Huang Se gritted his teeth and tore off half of the beef skewers, and said inarticulately: "Woo... Xiao Song... It's nice that you don't... I... Do things!"

"The feeling of the white prostitute is so refreshing.

Aomine

seemed to have mastered a knack for quick barbecue, he inserted the meat skewers into the plate, and directly stretched out a gloved hand to pull the meat skewers off regardless of the image.

The skewers naturally fall into the plate.

Repeat until the plate is full.

Aomine devoured.

Feeling the stimulation of his taste buds, Aomine thought to himself: The only one who can conquer me is... The

two major foodies were just eating and drinking for nothing, and they didn't notice who would personally make the next batch of food.

Song Cheng and May came to the oven again.

May's pink little hands clumsily hold the skewers and swing them on the oven.

When Song Cheng saw this scene, he couldn't laugh or cry.

It's a kind help, but it seems like it's going to be more troublesome.

Song Cheng walked to May's side, his bright chest was attached to May's back, and his right hand was placed on May's little hand from top to bottom, and he muttered, "You don't need to turn it so often, you have to make sure that it is evenly heated."

"Also, be careful not to burn. The clear voice came like a spring breeze.

May felt the sudden warmth, her eyes opened slightly, and she was startled like a rabbit.

The back of the hand covered by Song Cheng's big hand seemed to be soaked in a hot spring.

Plop, plop.

Her heart was out of beat.

glanced at Song Cheng shyly, she lowered her head, her face was hot.

Take a deep breath, slowly relax, and let Song Cheng lead her, guiding her hand in hand.

Soon, the aroma of the skewers came to my nose.

Song Cheng pointed out a few more words on the side, and saw that it was almost over, "It's okay, you can take these down first." May

took the skewers down, put them on a plate, and counted them by pointing to them...

I saw that the roasted wings exuded crystal clear oil, dripping into the coals, making a "sizzle" sound.

"Uh-huh!" said May, excitedly roasting herself on a plate.

Huang Se is more and more enjoyable to eat, and when he saw the various meat skewers that May was holding back, the aroma was fragrant, the oil was shiny, and he stretched out his hand unceremoniously.

"Huh?" Huang Se found that there was another hand that was actually grabbing it with him!

Aomine also saw the grilled chicken wings at the same time and reached out to take them, "Ah? Huang Se, you let me go!" According

to his character, he naturally refused to give in at this time.

After all, the world is big, and the food is the biggest, so let's talk about it when you're full.

"Xiao Qingfeng, there are so many, why do you have to rob me. Huang Se pursed his lips, lifted his finger to the side, and picked up another skewer of grilled chicken wings on the plate.

"Whew..." Huang Se took a bite and just wanted to savor it, but suddenly his stomach churned.

His eyes were hollow, his mouth was slightly open, and his expression was dull.

Why? It was so different from before?!

Looking at the chicken wings in his hand that he had bitten a little bite, he fell into doubt.

Doubts were like the thick fog in the mountains that made Huang Se dizzy, or maybe it was the power of the skewers that made Huang Se dizzy.

Qingfeng was eating barbecue with his head buried in his head, but he raised his head suddenly, his body trembled slightly, and his expression was a little hideous.

This taste?!

" Phew, Bah, Bah. Aomine spat out the shredded meat that remained in his mouth.

He had some guesses, this was definitely not made by Song Cheng...

Then it could only be her.

Aomine's face darkened, and his eyes looked at Momoi May in horror.

May looked at the two of them with an expectant expression on her face, and asked, "How is it? Does it taste delicious?" When the two heard May's

words, a thunderclap flashed in their minds, and they fully understood.

The cuisine of May (Little Peach)

! Although it is not so terrifying, the taste of this meal is simply different from that of Song Cheng!

The mood of the two of them eating barbecue was completely destroyed at once.

Song Cheng frowned and looked at the state of the two, thinking.

Isn't it weird?

Shouldn't it, how can this be the case when you teach it by yourself.

No matter how bad it is, the taste should be normal.

Song Cheng picked up a skewer of beef skewers with the attitude of giving it a try and took a sip.

It didn't taste good, but it definitely didn't have the horror of that time, at least he didn't see the horrible skull again.

The corners of his mouth curled up when he remembered the dark dishes of the previous May.

Therefore, under the guidance of his teacher, the student of May has still improved a lot.

Curling the corners of his lips and smiling, he glanced at May gently.

"It's good, it's progressing, it's done well. He nodded at May in appreciation.

Then he ate the skewers in his hand.

May's face was hot again, and she picked up a string and put it in her mouth, but she almost threw it out.

Compared to Chengjun's deliciousness, the finished product she baked is simply a world of difference.

It's obviously not delicious, but Chengjun didn't have any leftovers, and praised her in a soft voice.

Seong-kun's gentleness is really overwhelming.

"Chengjun—" she moved her lips.