[Net King] Uncle, you are arrogant!

"We are still good girlfriends!"

"..."

"..."

"puff--"

After a short period of silence, the living room heard the sound of water spraying one after another.

After thinking about it for a long time, Qingyang came up with the word girlfriend, which stunned all the members of Sitianbao Temple.

It turns out that the neighbors in front, elementary school classmates, and childhood sweethearts are nothing, but the last sentence is the highlight!

"Wow! Shiraishi actually has a girlfriend!" Unexpectedly, he would ask an unexpected answer, and Ren Zuqian was also shocked. Shiraishi, a sullen guy, has a girlfriend, but he doesn't have one yet, so jealous. (Huh? Something strange got in here...)

"Are girlfriends the kind of friends who talk about everything and are intimate?" Xiao Jin, who is ignorant of unfamiliar words, showed the good virtue of asking when he doesn't understand.

The golden Xiaochun and Ichishi Yuji hooked up shoulder to shoulder, instilling bad thoughts into the innocent children: "Xiaojin~ best friend is just like me and Yuji~ right, little dear~"

"That's right, that's right, what Xiaoharu said is right." Yuji Ichishi, who was ordered by Xiaoharu, continued his disgusting behavior of feeding: "Xiaoharu, ah~~"

After getting along with his teammates for so long, Chitose Qianli still feels a little uncomfortable every time he sees a familiar scene. He twitched his eyebrows irregularly: "Hey! You two are enough, so disgusting."

"Chitose, you are jealous of us, hum!"

"I'm jealous of you because of my brain twitch..."

Baishi was completely laughed out of anger, what's the matter, they are neighbors, classmates, and childhood sweethearts, but girlfriends... no matter how you think about it, it's not suitable for him, hey!

And he said it so loudly that the group of guys who fear the world will not be chaotic can hear it and use it as a talking point to tease him, Qingyang, you didn't do it on purpose, did you?Baishi turned his head helplessly and supported his forehead with one hand.

"Baishi Baishi, this is girlfriends, so are we girlfriends?" No matter what, knowing that best friends mean best friends, Xiao Jin opened a pair of clear amber eyes and threw out an unstoppable question.

"..." Baishi was speechless. They could be teammates, the relationship between ministers and team members, seniors and juniors, and friends, but they would not be girlfriends.

Boudoir honey, boudoir honey, as the name suggests, is a close friend in a boudoir. Don’t you all think this word is very feminine?

If he is a best friend, he should also be a male best friend!Shiraishi secretly added...

wrong!What is he thinking! ?Every time I meet this girl Qingyang, my thoughts will always go astray!The boy Shiraishi, who was used to trying hard to adapt himself to adapt, looked downcast.

"Xiao Jin, we are not best friends." How could a boy be best friends? The boy Baishi explained in his heart, but ignored Xiao Jin's sensitive (?) heart.

"Ah? Shiraishi and we are not best friends..." Xiaojin was sad, he thought he had the closest relationship with Shiraishi in the tennis club.

"No, I'm not..." means.Just as Shiraishi was about to explain, he saw a red streak blowing around him, and the red-haired boy who was still asking a special silly question just now rushed in front of a certain little girl.

He only felt that the long-lost crossroad hit his forehead again, and then the pure red-haired boy put his hands on the table and declared loudly: "Best friend of Baishi, let's be best friends too!"

"..." A thunderbolt struck down from the sky, and everyone was burnt out by the thunder.

Only the little girl who was attracted by the delicious food remained unmoved. She puffed her cheeks and nodded in agreement, and replied inarticulately: "Hao huh huh, huh, huh, ok. Ah, let's be girlfriends)"

"Long live!! I, Toyama Kintaro, will protect you from now on!" Xiaojin was very happy to have a best friend, patting his chest with a firm expression of "you can walk sideways from now on if you have a buddy".

The little girl waved her arms and was obviously very happy to meet a new friend.

The boy Baishi held his stomach with a grim expression, ah, seeing this scene, he suddenly had a stomachache.

Qingyang ate this dinner to her heart's content, and she also made new friends. Gradually, Xiao Jin matched up with the lively and cute boy in her memory. Now these are faces she knew in her previous life, and many I can only remember a general outline. After all, it has been too long, and the name suddenly came to mind based on the introduction.

"Hey, Xiao Jin, I like tuna sushi the most~" Regarding the matter of Xiao Jin wanting to be her girlfriend, she readily agreed. It is difficult to find a friend with the same interests these days. As for whether it is male or female, it is no longer available This girl is within the scope of consideration.

"But I like takoyaki more." His best friend likes food, and this hobby is the same as his, so it's a predestined relationship~

Qingyang was smiling. After eating and drinking enough, it was time for her to chat. She showed a row of small white teeth: "Takoyaki, I like it too."

"Really?!" Xiao Jin's eyes lit up, and he said that takoyaki is so delicious that everyone must like it.

"En!"

"..."

From the above, friendship is a very strange thing. There are various reasons to get together. Since both of them are foodies, they quickly became "best friends" of the opposite sex.

Everyone in Sitianbao Temple was speechless, and to put it bluntly, they were like-minded!

Boy Baishi spread his hands and expressed that innocent children always warm up faster than ordinary people, and it is really worrying for these two people to get together.

******

Qingyang and her mother returned to Osaka to tidy up the home they had lived in for ten years and take away some useful things.

After making an appointment with her new 'best friend' to eat takoyaki next time she comes back to Osaka, Haruhito left Osaka with reluctance and came to her future home in Tokyo.

Well, it's also Yuki Niwa's home.

Looking at the room that will belong to her in the future, the interior furnishings are all based on her preferences. Don't look at her favorite pillows like plush toys, but she is not pink at all. Fortunately, the room is not pink like a loli.Hey, this sounds quite strange, but she doesn't care anymore, these are small details, ignore it~

After rolling twice on the bed with the soft pillow in her arms, she remembered that she had been interrupted by things and had no chance to ask about extremely important things.

That is--

"Mom, when are you going to get married?" She sucked the juice through a straw and observed the expressions of the two elders. In fact, she didn't have much thought about whether her mother wanted to marry. Everyone has the right to pursue happiness, and she didn't. Being selfish is what makes Duan Mulian lonely and unaccompanied all her life. In her eyes, she can only let go of herself. It is not easy for a woman to live with a child. It is best to have a man by her side to take care of her wholeheartedly. Therefore, she has more confidence in this matter. Much is also a blessing.

As soon as they heard this question, two red clouds floated on the faces of the two elders who were a little embarrassed, and Qingyang cried out in surprise, they were both in their 40s and [-]s, and they still looked like a young girl who fell in love with her first love.

"Cough, your mother and I are scheduled for next month." Niwa Yuuki is a very gentle man with a stable job and a good temper. He is indeed a one-in-a-million marriage partner.

"Huh? So fast, is it a Western-style wedding? A Japanese-style wedding?" In other words, she is already a 15-year-old girl, and it is a pity that she cannot be a flower girl.

At this time, Duan Mulian picked up the juice cup on the tea table, and used the movement of drinking juice to cover up her unnaturalness and the mentality of a little woman, but the fantasy in that tone was still fully revealed.

"Actually, my dream is a Chinese-style wedding. I can get married in my old home in Beijing. Qingyang probably doesn't know about it. Your mother and I lived in a courtyard when I was young, but you also know your grandfather's temper. Can you marry me?" Agreeing to this is his biggest concession."

【If dreams can predict the future...】

This familiar line suddenly reappeared in his mind, Qingyang could only show a very simple but extremely shocking expression: =皮=! !

Her own mother, the so-called precognitive dream is nothing more than that, but it's a pity that her precognitive dream is to make a wedding dress for someone else!

So, mom, do you really want your wedding car to have three wheels? !

Qingyang girl patted her forehead with one hand in frustration, with a heroic look of "this world is so miserable", and a tragic hymn rang in her ears.