Miss Hardcore Love Daily

"Miss Jia Ye, do you want these?"

The white hedgehog head who was washing dishes in the back kitchen happened to hear the proprietress talking and laughing with a man who looked at him with a kind face.

He knew that person, who was a part-time worker in her shop. The young man was tall and thin, wearing a black satin vest, western clothes, and a bow tie at the neckline.

The person who cleaned the cup that day and stayed with Wanyin Jiaye.

"That's right, Mr. Tianyuan doesn't ask the proprietress to eat too much of this."

The proprietress of the dim sum shop caught a strange word: "'Master Tianyuan'?"

"Ah."

"Who's this?" she asked the clerk in the tavern.

A Liang shook his head and said, "I don't know about that."

Immortal Chuan Miniya paused for a moment, and he silently remembered the name.

"The proprietress doesn't go out very much recently, so I asked your store to deliver it during this time..." The man smiled, scratching his hair, a little embarrassed.

"Ala, what are you talking about? Thanks to Ms. Jia Ye for your support!"

That's right, according to the way his proprietress eats, the amount of money invested in sweets is indeed large.Ah Liang smiled and complained in his heart, he didn't understand how his boss lady could hold so much sweetness.

"Where is it, hahahaha..."

Later that person left, Immortal Kawasami raised his head, just in time to see the proprietress holding a piece of paper with a few lines written on it.

The proprietress of the dim sum shop also noticed Zhuzhi's son's gaze, and shook the paper in her hand: "Shimi, it's Miss Kaye's order, do you want to go?"

Undead Kawa Minami opened his mouth, washed the soapy foam from his hands, and wiped the apron twice: "Okay."

When the Chinese New Year was approaching, the order from the tavern was gone. Immortal Kawa Miniya didn't ask, but heard what her mother and the proprietress said, saying that Miss Kaye had gone home.

A few days ago, Immortal Chuan Shiya came to help, and only saw the scene just now.

He couldn't say what it was, but he would pay attention to that girl's name occasionally when he heard it.

How strange.

He took the rice cake and red bean soup that that person liked to eat, and went to the tavern, but he didn't see the real master, but saw the 'Master Tianyuan' whom he only heard between the lines.

"Ding bell~"

With his hands in his sleeves, the young man in a bathrobe heard the voice, turned around, his white hair was covered with steam, and there was a faint smile on his face, and he sat in the seat where Miss Wan Yin often sat.

The loose robe covered up the bulging muscles on Yuhao Tianyuan's body, as if Ah Liang was deceived by his overly handsome face exposed outside.

Immortal Chuan Shiya saw the other party's face, and turned his eyes twice inside: "Your delivery."

"Tsk tsk tsk! Is it this again!" The white-haired man curled his lips unhappily.

A Liang could only smile: "I can't help it, the proprietress asked for it by name."

"Well, forget it, I don't know that little girls like to eat this kind of food."

Yuhao Tianyuan was referring to his wife, but to the ears of people who didn't know it, it made people think that it should be Miss Wanyinjiaye who was sleeping upstairs.

In addition to Aliang, it also includes Immortal Kawashiya.

Hearing the man's familiar tone, he felt a little bored, "Then, put it here."

"Ah~ yes!" Yuhao Tianyuan walked over with his sleeves on and took the delivery.

Immortal Chuan Shiya naturally didn't see that person that night. It was the next morning when he saw Wan Yin Jia Ye again after a few months.

Early in the morning, there was almost no one in the tavern.

Wanyin Jiaye sat in the middle of the store, her white legs were pressed against the mahogany chair, fresh flowers were inserted on the table, a large piece of gold was winding on the wooden table of the same color, and the spring light slanted through On the stained glass in the window of the tavern, one red, one blue; one green, one yellow.

The thick color and the transparent light formed a psychedelic color. Miss Wan Yin knocked her head on the table, her slender eyelashes flickered to sweep away the floating dust in the air, and stared at the gorgeous stained glass.

I can't help but sigh that my eyesight is still as good as ever.

Ms. Wan Yin, who has not written for a long time, can only write a few commonly used names of dishes and wines and one, two, three, four, five, six, and seven for writing accounts. The sunlight stains the patterns.

She held the brush in her left hand, and at first glance it was hard to tell whether it was the left hand or the right hand.

This is more due to my own ninja career. There is a good saying - both hands can write. Isn't that a necessary skill for a ninja?

"Ugh……"

Yuhao Tianyuan was just about to go downstairs to get something, when he saw the little man on the table and sighed again—it seemed like it had been like this since morning? ?

With her white hair flickering, Miss Wan Yin looked up, and she happened to see Yu Mao Tianyuan who had been smeared with oil paint. She knew the difference between the before and after makeup of the other party and the extreme gorgeousness of the other party—it seemed that she was not much different from herself— —It’s not surprising that you only like the bad aesthetics of the bells and whistles.

"Tian Yuan, you really can't let me see it? I want to write to my brother and grandpa!"

This seems to be the first time, when Yu Mao Tianyuan heard about her family members, if she didn't tell, he would have thought that this little man jumped out of a crack in the rock!

"Write letters to your brother and grandpa, why are you looking at mine? Isn't it strange? You, you can only write this kind of thing sincerely, okay?"

"I……"

Yu Mao Tianyuan looked at him coldly: "I don't care about you."

"...Yu Mao Tianyuan! You wait for me——I'll take a layer of your skin off when I get better!"

Wan Yinjiaye just couldn't stand such a rush, if she hadn't caught up with the special period, she would have prevented this brat from getting out of bed (?)! !

The loud female voice carried through the entire small hall, and even the slight sound of the door bell was covered.

Hearing the man's unhurried footsteps, Wanyin Jiaye let out a breath, knocked his head heavily on the table again, stared at the bare letter paper in a daze.

The person standing at the door saw her, "Miss Jia Ye, your red bean soup."

The boy closed the door, and a gray shadow enveloped Miss Wan Yin's head. The blond girl looked up and saw the familiar boy, and watched him come over and put things on the table, making a clicking sound.

A gray shadow hovered over the opponent's white hair, and Wanyin Jiaye blinked, "Immortal Kawashiya."

"Ah."

His eyes were black and white, and when he got closer, Miss Wan Yin suddenly found that the child's black eyelashes were also very long, which was a length that made people subconsciously breathe lightly.

The brush in Wan Yinjiaye's hand lightened, and the black ink slowly soaked along the lines of the letter paper, "So you can laugh."

"……Um?"

Undead Kawa Minami's hand hadn't left the handle of the food box, he was overwhelmed by her words, and when he reacted, he saw Wanyin Jiaye had already laughed.

"Long time no see. Did you see anything interesting on the road? She looked very happy when she smiled." She looked at the smile that had just disappeared from the corner of the boy's mouth: "Do you want to sit down?"

"...didn't see anything interesting."

"yes."

While talking, the boy sat opposite the girl.

Undead Chuan Shiya stopped smiling, and when he faced Wanyin Jiaye, he didn't smile most of the time.

Wanyin Jiaye sometimes felt that this was a person similar to Tomioka Yoshiyuki, but this person would not say things that might get beaten like that Tomioka classmate.

How should I put it, is she more reliable than Tomioka-san? ?

Miss Wan Yin put down her pen, looked at the lumps of ink on the letter paper and worried: "Ah... it's dirty..."

Undead Kawa Minami followed her, and saw the letter paper: "Ah, it's letter paper."

Miss Wan Yin gave an 'hmm': "My brother said that he wanted me to write a letter back... because I wrote a letter last year, and I was scolded half to death."

"That should be worrying."

"I'm worried... If it was you, Shimi, what would you write to your family?" Wan Yinjiaye peeled off the paper, rolled it up, and put it together with the things just now.

The boy with the white prickly hair lowered his eyes, thinking of his younger siblings and mother, if he wanted to go out...

"Or can you tell your brother what you saw? I am the eldest at home, so if my younger siblings are going to travel far away, I will be very worried."

"Eh? Is Shiya my brother?"

"Ah."

"Are they all white hair?"

She seemed to be very obsessed with 'white hair', the young man shook his head, somehow he remembered 'Master Tian Yuan' who also had white hair.

"Is that so... Then should I write this for him?" Wan Yinjiaye dangled his legs under the table, and the clogs that should have been worn on his feet were taken off by the owner indiscriminately. s things:

"Pre-slightly... I met a new person, Umo Tengen, he is, uh, a nasty person—"

"Hey, Miss Kaye..." The white-haired boy stared at the girl who was writing with one hand in front of him.

"Huh? What's the matter?" She raised her head.

"Miss Jia Ye, do you care about white hair?"

Wan Yin Jia Ye' ah? ' With a sound, he laughed immediately: "How could it be?"

"I remember, did Miss Jia Ye... touch my hair? Is it because of the color?"

That is indeed the case, Wanyin Jiaye is interested in this kind of thing, but she doesn't want to admit it.

Because how to put it, she doesn't know why she is interested in this kind of thing at all, as if it is written in her bones that she likes to eat delicious food and wear beautiful clothes to the same level.

If she admits it, she always feels that she is not quite right.

Especially when she saw the shaggy white hair of Undead Chuan Shimi, Wanyin Jiaye wanted to frown, but forcibly changed her facial expression, she smiled: "That's just interested in you, Shimi. , I don't really care about gray hair."

There seemed to be a small fish in the boy's eyes, and he became flexible. He was not sure: "Me?"

"Uh... hey, let's not talk about this, by the way, Shimi, do you want to eat this?"

"……Um?"

Miss Wan Yin put the manuscript aside, "It's Hagi cakes and steamed buns... Because of the injury, it's not good to eat too much sweet."

"..."

"A few days ago, I fell down without paying attention, hahahaha" She raised her right hand, which was hidden under the table and was hidden in her sleeve. If you don't look carefully, you really don't know what's going on. .

"what……"

Looking at her, the young man frowned suddenly, and Wanyin Jiaye saw his expression in his eyes: "What kind of expression is that! I've been fine for a long time...but——"

Wanyin Jiaye stopped talking in the middle of her speech, and her eyes quickly passed over Immortal Kawasami's forearm.

did not speak.

But instead of worrying about me, let's take a look at the injuries on your kid, right?

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