Everyday ordinary of Miss Miura

Miura Haru vomited faintly, almost emptied everything in his stomach, and in the end only the acid reflux was left, and his throat was burned by the acid.

Luo Ye helped her to go down to wash, seeing her miserable appearance felt a little distressed, when Miura Haru stepped into the bathtub, Luo Ye gently scooped up water to wash her hair for her.

"Xiaochun, why did you throw up all of a sudden?"

"..."

The burning sensation in her throat was very uncomfortable. Miura Haru didn't answer the question, but pointed to her throat to signal that she didn't want to talk. Ruoye felt even more distressed. She asked Miura Harun to wait for her for a while, and after a while she brought a cup of cold water from the kitchen. I bought scented tea for her:

"It happened that I made a pot of scented tea and forgot to drink it, but now it's cold and it's just right, let's drink it."

"Thank you Ruo Ye..."

Miura Haru took the cup of tea and drank more than half of it, and only then did he feel a little more comfortable in his throat.

"Xiaochun, is there something in the evening meal that makes you allergic?"

Luo Ye took a cotton cloth to wrap Miura Haru's hair, while still concerned about why she vomited.

Haru Miura thought for a while, then said silently:

"It wasn't food, it was just an accidental smell of rotting meat, it was so disgusting that I threw up."

"Eh?! Rotten meat?! But the kitchen disposes of kitchen waste in time every day. It may be that some meat accidentally fell out and was not found, so it rotted. I will ask someone to search and clean it carefully tomorrow. Don't worry. Come on, Xiaochun, I promise I won't let you smell that smell again."

Wakaba is five or six years older than Haru Miura, talking to her as if coaxing a little sister, and then rubbing her shoulder lovingly and saying:

"Have you vomited up all the dinner for tonight? Poor, I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you later, and go to bed after eating."

"Thank you Luo Ye."

What a gentle person, Luo Ye, no, it should be said that many girls in this period are as virtuous and gentle as Luo Ye.

So when she thought that such a gentle Ruoye turned out to be the food reserve of that ogre Tong Mo, and the other gentle believers of the Wanshi Bliss Sect were also food reserves, Miura Haru felt a little pain in her heart, but she didn't There is no other way.

After taking a shower, putting on a new yukata, and wiping her hair half dry, Miura Haru followed Wakaba to the kitchen on the ground floor, and stood obediently on the side waiting for her face.

Luo Ye was afraid that her stomach would be fragile after all the tossing just now, so she boiled the noodles very soft and added an egg for her.The little girl with an empty stomach quickly ate up the whole bowl of noodles and almost drank the soup base.

When she put down the bowls and chopsticks, she suddenly remembered that in Honmaru, she often sat in the kitchen waiting for Candlestick Cut or Hasebe to cook her supper. She would sit on a high stool with her elbows resting on the marble countertop , holding their chins, shaking their feet, looking at their backs while waiting to be fed while humming happy tunes.

Suddenly miss them.

Suddenly I feel homesick.

Sudden feeling of stuffiness welled up in my heart, Haru Miura and Wakaba reported and went for a walk in the courtyard.

Tong Mo's taste is completely different from his bad character, he can be called elegant and romantic.The beauty under the moon in the courtyard is just in full bloom, and a large white area is shining brightly under the moonlight night and the corridor lights.

Miura Haru quietly stopped in front of the beauty under the moon, and her thoughts returned to her own Honmaru. She thought of the large fence, because the whole Honmaru can bear abundant fruits when it is not full of spiritual energy. Sometimes Tsurumaru Kuninaga would deliberately stand under a fence of tomatoes to make himself appear more skinny.He was originally the fairest one, but under the glow of fiery red, he looked even more like a crane.

Suddenly came the sound of light footsteps behind her, Miura Haru turned around, and saw Tong Mo standing behind her in beige clothes, wearing wooden clogs, different from his usual well-dressed temperament, at this time he It was more elegant and romantic, and the golden fan was neatly attached to his waist.

However, after seeing Tong Mo, Miura Haru recalled: If she remembered correctly, this guy gnawed her mouth and made her drool when he was in the treasure room.

more importantly......

If this kind of behavior counts as a kiss, then her Miura Haru's first kiss is as good as gone, and it was taken away by a nasty ogre.

A lot of things flashed through my mind in an instant, and finally I fixed on the pair of colorful eyes I saw when my brain was chaotic.

"You... shameless!"

She suddenly poohed.

Tong Mo didn't seem to expect her to speak suddenly, seeing her disgusted face, Shang Xian Er suddenly laughed:

"Hahaha..."

He never seemed to smile like this before, it was subconscious, not a templated smile.

"My... Xiaochun..."

When he opened his mouth, the word "Wild Rose" twirled around his lips, swallowed it back, and called her a more intimate nickname.

"Don't call me by my name! And I'm not your Xiaochun!"

Miura Haru almost blushed with anger, but Tong Mo just looked at her calmly, and then walked towards her in a good mood, until he reached a distance of one meter away from her, he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the girl hair, but withdrew his hand halfway.

"My Xiaochun, you have hurt me so much."

He suddenly looked at Miura Haru with a sad face, the girl was stunned by his eyes, she didn't know why:

"Why did I make you suffer so badly? Is it the other way around? Obviously it's the smell of blood on your body that caused me to vomit so hard!"

Isn't Tong Mo's backhanded technique too powerful?Before she pursued him for taking her first kiss, he started moaning/groaning?

Tong Mo just continued to say in an aggrieved voice:

"Xiao Chun, did you lie to me by saying that you don't eat people? Just when I wanted to eat, I suddenly felt nauseated, and my hand was electrified by my food."

"???"

Huh?Did the spirit work?

Miura Haru was taken aback, although she didn't quite understand what Tong Mo just described, but it didn't prevent her from understanding it. The general meaning was that Tong Mo wanted to eat but unexpectedly failed, and the reason for the failure was still because of himself.

Well, I suddenly felt happy, with a refreshing feeling, and the depression in my heart dissipated a little.

Miura Haru subconsciously answered:

"Then you can eat something else, human food or something."

The mood was not so depressed, and Miura Haru returned to his flat expression, and he didn't feel that his words had no empathy at all, and it was no different from "Why not eat minced meat".

Tong Mo burst into tears when he heard these words, and the tears fell one by one like broken pillars:

"Woo...Xiaochun is too much...He is a ghost, and humans are the food of ghosts. In the eyes of ghosts, food for humans is no different from pig feed!"

Tong Mo's tears fell as soon as he said it, and while complaining about the pain of his hungry stomach, he wiped his tears gently with his sleeve. On his fair cheeks, the place near the corner of his eyes was red, and I felt pity for it.

"Then... just treat yourself like a pig."

Miura Haru's mood is getting better and better, and she even joked involuntarily:

"Tong Mozhu, where is your food bowl? It's time to eat feed."

"..."

Tong Mo stared blankly at Miura Haruna's suddenly joyful smile, and his tears became more ferocious.

"Hey! Xiaochun is a big villain! I hate you so much!"

"Yes yes yes... I am a villain, you are a little angel, and little angels don't know how to eat people."

In order to prevent Tong Mo's tears from drenching the ground, Miura Haru had no choice but to apologize to him, and then stroked the hair.He apologized without sincerity while talking outrageously out of bounds.

I always feel that the style of painting has collapsed again, she thought so.

But girl, do you really not remember that your first kiss was taken away by this ogre in front of you?Is it really okay for you to not care so much?

After comforting for a long time, Shangxian Er finally stopped crying in aggrieved manner. He thought about it, and felt that he lost the freedom to eat when he brought back the human beings he was interested in.If he was allowed to go back in time, he might really consider whether to bring Miura Haru back.

But things have come to this, he can only admit defeat.

"Eat?"

Miura Haru suddenly discovered that there was a bag of small cakes in the pocket of the coat she was wearing when she came out. She opened it and found some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, so she asked casually.

Tong Mo's eyes darkened, and he said after a while:

"After becoming a ghost, the sense of taste will fade a lot."

Haru Miura took out a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth, handed the bag to him again, and said:

"If it's much lighter, you can taste a little taste, right? Try it."

"..."

Losing the freedom to eat, equivalent to losing half the dignity of a ghost, Shang Xian Er looked at the off-white pastry in front of him, took a piece lazily, and took a small bite.

The taste was almost unbearable.

He almost choked after taking a small bite.

"Sure enough?"

Haru Miura nodded in understanding, and stretched out his hand to him:

"Don't eat it, give it to me, I'll take it and throw it away."

Tong Mo stopped chewing, looked at her for a while, and suddenly threw all the leftover cakes into his mouth.

"...Are you crazy?"

Miura Haru opened his eyes wide in surprise, looking at Tong Mo's appearance, quite at a loss.

"Didn't you say you have no sense of taste? What are you eating it for?"

Miura Haru expressed that he couldn't understand it, and Tong Mo finally swallowed the thing that he couldn't taste at all, and then smiled lightly:

"This is the first time you handed me something to eat, it's very memorable."

His colorful eyes are dazzling, and his beautiful face is shining like an angel, making people forget his identity as a ghost.

After Miura Haru heard his words, he sighed in a low voice for a long time:

"It doesn't have to be."

She walked past him quietly, and when she passed by, she lightly said that sentence:

"I won't stop thinking about killing you just because of this."

"Then I'll wait and see, my wild rose."

Tong Mo chuckled, and the fan covered his upturned mouth.

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'If life is only as it was first seen, what is the autumn wind and the sad painting fan. '

—— Nalan Xingde