Natori and the Passer-by Heroine

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Xiaohui, who was also wearing an apron, had just brought up the steaming green vegetables, she saw Qianyi walking straight towards the kitchen and asked, she had also noticed the noise coming out of Yinglili's room just now, she just thought he was still there I will ask Shiwa.

"No, it's useless even if you shout, don't you see that her door is closed?"

Asahi shrugged, took out the dishes and chopsticks from the disinfection cabinet and simply washed them. It really is a modern high-end residential area. All places with taps have hot water supply, which is still 24 hours a day. Washing dishes in winter will not be the same as before. It's so embarrassing in the old apartment, ah, no, it seems to be my tenant's room there, so it can't be messed up in the dark.

"why?"

"She must be typing on the keyboard crazily. There is not much time left for her. The deadline for writing in the library is approaching this month. If she doesn't hand in part of the content, she will..."

Qian Yi pursed his lips and smiled.

"So, it's rare for her to have this self-awareness. I've already prepared her dinner. When she recovers and feels hungry, I'll get her some soup powder. Oh, help me get the soup spoon."

Xiaohui skillfully opened one of the cabinets, took out a spoon and handed it to him.

"That's good."

"Do you want soup noodles too?"

"That's not it." She was a little shy, "I just think Shiyu-senpai is really happy."

Could it be that there is a sense of treatment gap?

Obviously the two are still in a relationship now...

Qian Yi, who was arranging the bowls and chopsticks, looked up and saw that there was only a short partition between him. The design of the kitchen and dining room is like this. It saves space and can also increase interaction. This is not the first time I have seen Xiao Hui wearing an apron. Although she didn't live here for a few days, she would always come here for dinner. This was not her idea, but led by Asahi and agreed by Shiwa and Eiriri.

It's not far from here anyway.

I have seen Ying Lili’s apron outfit when I was in the UK, and Shiyu’s a few days ago. If there is a score, the compatibility score between the two of them and the apron can be scored as 1, and the full score is 100, just like a swan insists on It would be awkward to smear mud on yourself. On the contrary, Xiao Hui is very, very suitable. This is not derogatory. She has a high compatibility with the apron, giving people a natural and pleasing feeling.

There is no sense of disobedience, even if you have watched Qian Yi several times in the past few days, you can't help but praise in your heart, the feeling of the girl next door in her has been transformed into skillful and gentle without any bluntness.

"How about I cook one for you later?"

As soon as Qian saw her envious look now, she felt inexplicably distressed.

"Don't be so troublesome."

She waved her hand slightly, and flicked her hair in a single ponytail.

"Didn't you say you were envious?"

"That's it, and it's not that—ah~ Asahi, you're so cunning."

Xiaohui immediately realized why he said that, and she gave him a white look with a swollen face.

"I won't just mess around with you like this."

Concept sneaker guy.

"No way, I wouldn't think about such a thing!"

"Then look into my eyes and say."

"In a word, do you want to eat it?"

Acts like surrender.

"Hee hee, no more, that would take a lot of time, the meal is already cooked, you have to do a project tonight, and you have to catch up with the schedule, and you have to arrange the work of the two of them, don't you have to talk to Shi Yu-senpai tomorrow?" Shall we meet your ex-editor?"

She twisted up the dishes in the pot.

"Actually, Asahi, you called me over because you wanted me to make dinner for you, didn't you?"

"never…"

Qian Yi's voice became smaller and smaller.

"I have nothing to do with you?"

She smiles sweetly, and the spring breeze turns into water, and she can always make the most suitable actions in just the right subtle places, so that people can't give birth to any kind of disgusting help. It's neither alms, nor forcing yourself, but like a trickle of water It flows in your heart, leaving traces.

Very deep feeling.

It's always been that way.

It's really comfortable to be with her, even though she can't help much in career.

"You're helping me now."

Inexplicably, Qian Yi looked at her and let out a breath with a smile.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"You really don't understand?"

"don't know."

She tilted her little head.

"Then I won't tell you~"

"Huh~? I hate it."

Liu Mei frowned, she rolled her eyes in distaste and smiled happily.