The girl under the cherry blossoms, her smile is like a flower

After learning that the two teachers were not as rich as they seemed, Qing Gongfeng returned to 503, his room, a little frustrated.

After taking a shower, changing into fresh clothes, and lingering for a while, Qing Gongfeng went out, entered the elevator, and went up to the sixth floor.

Qing Gongfeng couldn't resist Tsurukawa Nanami's warm invitation and decided to go to 603 for breakfast later.

But the breakfast shouldn't be very rich. If it's bacon, bread and milk, then it's better to make a meal yourself and let the two teachers' tongues taste the food made by lv.4 cooking skills.

He knocked on the door.

A few seconds later, the door opened from the inside, and Tsurukawa Nanami's gentle face came into view. There was still moisture on her hair, and a scent of shampoo, shower gel, and an unknown smell mixed together came to her face.

"Please come in, Kiyomiya-san."

She was wearing a light blue dress and her face was slightly red, which is the normal pink color that appears on the skin after taking a bath.

"Excuse me, Mr. Tsurukawa."

Qing Gongfeng put on the slippers that Tsurukawa Nanami took out. Well, they were a pair of cute pink sandals. Qing Gongfeng had a nondescript and funny feeling when she put them on.

"Because I moved, I haven't had time to buy new slippers yet. These are the ones Mori used to wear. I'd like to apologize first, Kiyomiya-san."

When Nanami Tsurukawa saw Qing Gongfeng wearing pink slippers that obviously didn't fit her feet, her eyebrows arched and she tried not to laugh.

"It's nothing."

Qing Gongfeng waved his hand. He had already expected how Shiratori would laugh at him loudly when he saw this scene, but what's the point? Will he be afraid?

"Crack!"

This was the sound of a camera pressing the shutter button, and an unpleasant feeling came over him. Qing Gongfeng quickly looked towards the place where the sound came from, only to see Shiratori Mori holding up his mobile phone with a successful smile on his face.

"Hey! Teacher Shiratori, secretly filming is prohibited!"

Qing Gongfeng's voice was somewhat dissatisfied.

"Hey, what about taking two photos? Isn't it normal for health teachers to care about students' daily lives? These can be put into the diary."

Shiratori said this, but what she thought was obviously different from what she said.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute," Qing Gongfeng noticed that Shiratori's fingers were no longer moving, "First of all, let me ask you, Mr. Shiratori, you are not recording, are you?"

"That's right," Shiratori smiled happily, his voice full of pride, "Let's compete, my lovely Kiyomiya-san."

"...Mr. Tsurukawa, come and take care of her!" Qing Gongfeng helplessly asked Nanami Tsurukawa for help. She also stood in front of the sofa, trying to block her size 38 feet from stepping on the cute size 43 sandals.

"Hahaha, Kiyomiya-san is even cuter now that he's shy. Nanami, come and take a look!"

Patting his thigh, Shiratori wished that people all over the world could come and see this scene.

Tsurukawa Nanami, who was watching the show on the side, finally laughed. She was not prepared to persuade him. Anyway, the two of them were arguing back and forth, and it seemed that no one would suffer.

"I'm going to make breakfast first, and you guys are arguing first." She took steps, her skirt swaying like a maple leaf blown down by the wind, and a small part of her calf was as white as snow.

"Tsurukawa-sensei, let me help you."

Qing Gongfeng followed him into the kitchen as if he had been granted amnesty. He was afraid that if he couldn't help it, Bai Niao would be so angry that he would pounce on him and scratch his face.

"Do you know how to cook, Kiyomiya-san?" Nanami Tsurukawa stood up slightly on tiptoes and took off the apron hanging on the wall. The soles of her feet were white and pink and looked very soft.

"Normally, but I make Rina's lunch every day."

Nanami Tsurukawa nodded. It didn't matter whether Qing Gongfeng knew how to cook, because she didn't expect that Qing Gongfeng would come to help. She just wanted to do it as long as she could move her hands.

"Then Qinggong-san, let's wash the vegetables and make vegetable porridge."

"Okay, leave it to me."

Shiratori's feet were very small, so the sandals he wore were also very small. Qing Gongfeng's toes couldn't reach the front, and his heels couldn't even touch the soft sandals.

He could only kick his slippers and walk from one side to the other.

Fortunately, the house shared by Tsurukawa Nanami and Shiratori Shiro is larger than Kiyomiya Kaede's room, otherwise there might have been some kind of friction scene.

Shiratori was in the living room, holding up her mobile phone to record the video. She had already thought about how to use this video, which looked like a newlywed couple, to joke with her friend Nanami Tsurukawa.

Feeling that it was almost done, Shiratori lay down on the sofa and started watching videos. His slightly curly long hair with some moisture hanging down on his shoulders, his two little feet kicked regularly.

Sure enough, it's most comfortable to stay at home on a rainy day. What's even more comfortable is that you don't have to make breakfast yourself.

If that boy comes to visit, Nanami will definitely make a rich breakfast, always toast, coffee and fried eggs. She is really tired of eating.

She hummed a song, and as for the incident of being knocked away by Qing Gongfeng in the morning, she had long forgotten about it.

......

Breakfast consists of saury, vegetable tofu and miso soup, fried eggs, and sushi wrapped in seaweed. It is quite rich. If Qing Gongfeng were alone, he would probably just cut an egg and bacon and add bread.

After breakfast, Shiratori patted his seventy-percent full stomach and narrowed his eyes in comfort.

"Has Nanami's cooking skills improved, or am I already accustomed to the taste of industrial bread and bacon, and a breakfast made by myself can wake up my sleeping taste buds by chance?"

These words attracted Qing Gongfeng's attention. He remembered that he was making vegetable soup instead of red wine in a goblet.

Tsurukawa Nanami also discovered this problem, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on Qing Gongfeng.

How scary. Is this what geniuses call ordinary? It's really not believable.

Even though Nanami Tsurukawa was admitted to Waseda University with excellent results, and was able to work at Nanamori Academy after graduating from university, in the eyes of ordinary people, she was already a member of the social elite.

But she felt that the boy ranked number one in the country was the real genius, and she was still far from him.

"Mr. Shiratori, Mr. Tsurukawa and I are cooking. Do you have to do the dishes?"

Looking at Shiratori lying motionless on the sofa, Qing Gongfeng decided to prevent her from living so comfortably.

"But I can't stand it." Shiratori was lying on his side with his eyes wide open, looking pitiful. "Brother, just help my sister this time, okay?"

She pulled Qing Gongfeng's sleeves, her eyes sparkling with water, and her voice deliberately became softer, as if... well, she was being squeezed into a ball.

Qing Gongfeng turned his face away, a little speechless.

Look, look, look, a young and beautiful female teacher is being cute towards her students just because she doesn’t want to wash the dishes. Such a teacher...

Please be sure to come with more!

She's very cute, and I have the urge to pinch her smooth, white face.

He reached out his hand, pressed it on Shiratori's collagen-covered face, and pushed her face to the side.

"You're so old and still pretending to be cute, it's disgusting."

Qing Gongfeng was as hard as a stone in her heart.

"..."

Shiratori was silent for a while, why did he suddenly act coquettishly towards this hateful boy? If you want to be coquettish, you should do it to Nanami! What a hell!

She very calmly pulled away the hand covering her cheek, looked at Qing Gongfeng with a look of disgust in her eyes indifferently, then her eyes suddenly moved, her body was like a rabbit, and she rushed towards Qing Gongfeng with open arms.

"Unforgivable!!! Ahhhhh!!!"

She shouted, determined to let this person see how powerful she was.

But Qing Gongfeng had predicted her behavior earlier and stood up directly. Bai Niaosen jumped into the air and bounced on the sofa.

The scene was a bit awkward, but Nanami Tsurukawa was used to it, and looked at the two of them as if they were watching a show. Mingmingsen usually pays attention to his image, but why does he become a little childish in front of Kiyomiya-san?

Could this be fate? Nanami Tsurukawa is a little confused, but this change should be good. All three of them are happy, so why not?

"Ahhh!" Shiratori moved around on the sofa aggrievedly, flapping his limbs randomly, trying to accidentally injure Qing Gongfeng with AOE damage.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to wash the dishes. I'm going to wash the dishes. Shiratori-san, please don't be angry."

Qing Gongfeng wanted to laugh a little. He stretched out his hand and touched Shiratori's head, as if he were touching the orange cat in the Koishikawa Botanical Garden.

When she noticed that Qing Gongfeng was carrying the rice bowl to the kitchen, Shiratori raised her face, her face covered with disheveled hair.

Shiratori glanced at Nanami Tsurukawa proudly, "You brat, I can't train you anymore? Hum~"

Ok?

However, Nanami Tsurukawa was stunned. Who was training whom?