818 My Little Friends Who Suddenly Became Big Bosses

"Grumble~"

A very abrupt stomach cry successfully interrupted the affectionate embrace of the two reunited after a long absence.

Asahina raised her head from Ukyo's embrace, and said pitifully, "I'm hungry."

It's true that her body has been repaired, but she came out without eating anything afterwards. The drug seller even claimed that she was still in the adaptation period and should not eat, but she could tell at a glance that this man had no food at all. I didn't expect to prepare food for her, so I said so.

Whether what he said was true or not, she wanted to eat now anyway.

Ukyo then remembered the bag full of ingredients on the ground, bent down to pick it up with one hand, and tightly held Asahina Hana's hand with the other hand, and then walked towards the kitchen.

"What do you want to eat? Brother You Jing will make it for you."

Asahina frowned and smiled happily, "As long as it's made by Brother Youjing, I like it."

Ukyo smiled too, but it looked like he was crying.

He shook the girl's hand firmly, and said in a serious tone: "Then be light, I'm afraid your stomach can't take it."

Naka Asahina's smiling face collapsed all of a sudden, but she was the one who said it, and it was too late to take it back, so she could only reply lazily.

If you drink porridge, you can drink porridge. Anyway, the porridge cooked by Brother You Jing tastes very good!

Thinking of this, Asahina regained her spirits, lying on the bar counter without blinking, watching Ukyo who was busy inside with her back turned to her.

She didn't feel anything yet, but You Jing couldn't bear it.

"There are still biscuits in the jar, you can eat some to fill your stomach first."

Asahina straightened up suddenly, her eyes brightened, "Biscuits! Is there any chocolate?"

You Jing laughed, "Yes, it's your favorite."

"Yeah!" Asahina cheered and jumped to the jar of chocolate biscuits, picked up the whole jar without thinking, and fell sideways into the sofa next to her.

Seeing the satisfied expression on the girl's face, You Jing reluctantly ticked the nearest, and turned back to continue the work at hand.

Even if it's a dream, please keep it a little longer.

"Why is there a cell phone left here?"

Yusuke picked up the mobile phone in the elevator suspiciously, it seemed that it had been hit quite a bit, no matter how much he pressed the screen, there was no sign of it going to light up.

He had never noticed what kind of mobile phone his brothers were using, so he would naturally not be able to recognize whose it was.

No matter who it is, it must be heartbroken to death.

Well, it’s better to be Chun’s.

Yusuke thought gloatingly.

As soon as he got out of the elevator door, Yusuke smelled the tempting fragrance in the air, which aroused the glutton in his stomach, and the hunger surged up all of a sudden, making him swallow unconsciously. saliva.

"Brother You Jing, what are you cooking? It smells so good."

Yusuke went straight to the kitchen without thinking, not noticing that there was another person on the sofa at all.

Being ignored, Asahina Hana could only watch Yusuke pass by in front of her. The only reason why she didn't make a sound was that her mouth was still full of biscuits. In order not to let the biscuit crumbs spray out, she could only try to swallow them first. Besides.

absolute!Not intentional!

Ukyo looked over Yusuke to look at the girl who seemed to be snickering, with doting eyes, it could be seen that he was looking at her, Yusuke shivered suddenly.

What's wrong with Brother Youjing, you actually looked at him with such... kind eyes.

He hasn't done anything bad lately, has he?

Could it be that he was framed by Fengdou again?

Yusuke was lost in thought.

Noticing his younger brother's obviously wandering eyes, You Jing's expression became a little more helpless, "Seafood porridge."

Yu Jie paused, and asked seriously: "Is there any meat?"

Isn't seafood meat?

Asahina thought suspiciously.

Yusuke looked left and right, the chopping board was full of leftover ingredients for porridge, and only this one pot was burning on the stove, so he suddenly had a bad feeling.

"It's not true, is it?" He said with a look of horror.

"Don't worry, this is not for you." You Jing put the lid on the pot and said calmly, "For dinner, let's make pork chop rice, it's more convenient to make."

He actually heard troublesome words from Brother You Jing's mouth one day.

Yusuke looked surprised, but didn't think much about it.

"Then what are you cooking porridge for? Is Mi sick again?"

It's no wonder Yusuke thinks this way, there is a tradition in their family, whoever is sick must drink porridge, and don't eat anything spicy or greasy, no matter how big or small the illness is.

In his memory, Mi is the one who drinks the most porridge. On the one hand, he is still young and his resistance is not very good. He is prone to colds and fevers when the seasons change. On the other hand, he is also very skinny. When the window was closed, he would still secretly open it. As a matter of course, he fell ill the next day, and the worst time he almost got pneumonia. He was so anxious that Brother Yachen scolded Mi severely afterwards.

"The wind is so strong and you open the window, are you looking for death!"

It was the first time he saw brother Yachen angry, it was scary, even scarier than brother Youjing.

Mi, who hadn't fully recovered yet, had a flushed face, pursed her mouth as if about to cry, and sounded aggrieved.

"Mi just thinks that if Mi is sick, Huajiang will come to see Mi."

Yachen was stunned, and then fell silent for a while.

Mi stretched out his hand from under the quilt, tugged at the corner of Yachen's clothes, and looked expectantly, "Is Huajiang here?"

Yachen opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain to his confused younger brother that Huajiang couldn't come because she was still in the hospital.

Unable to bear the heavy atmosphere in the room, Yusuke left before hearing Masato's answer. When he talked about Ya's illness, he remembered the situation that day again, and muttered in his heart that the same thing will happen again, right?

Then he has to stay away, it would be bad if he was caught by Mi, when the time comes, should he answer or not?Are you going to tell the truth or lie?

Yusuke sighed in his heart, but he didn't know that his thoughts had already been exposed on his face.

Ukyo also thought of the same thing, so he could only smile helplessly.

He glanced at the girl behind him who kept making small movements, and said to Yusuke: "No, Mi and Masaki went to the park and haven't come back yet."

"Who is that for?" Yusuke asked with a frown.

"Of course it's mine."

Asahinaka, who had already come behind Yusuke, threw herself on his back, intentionally putting most of her body weight on him, and Yusuke, who was completely unprepared, staggered and almost fell forward.

"Long time no see, Yusuke, have you grown taller again?" Naka Asahina stood up straight and rubbed her younger brother's head, and was surprised to find something different from what she remembered, "And your hair has grown a lot!"

As early as the moment he heard this voice, Yusuke froze his body. When he felt someone touching his head, he didn't even dare to move. He didn't change this strange posture until Asahina Hana left. .

"Yusuke?"

The boy who was called out trembled violently, and he finally moved after a few seconds, but his movements were still stiff, like a robot, and Asahina Hana could even hear a strange clicking sound.

Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?

Asahina Hana bit her lower lip, her mood that had finally calmed down began to become chaotic again.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Don't you know me, Yusuke?" She pretended to be sad and said, "Although I have been away for a while, it won't be long enough to be forgotten, right?"

Yusuke, who was originally in a trance, came back to his senses instantly after hearing this sentence, and then he became more flustered and bewildered.

"No, that's not the case." Yusuke stammered, "I just, I just—"

It seemed that he was too shocked, Yusuke couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time, and later he didn't even dare to look at Asahina Hana.

Asahina looked at the boy who turned his back abruptly, her eyes widened in disbelief, and just as she was about to say something, she heard her younger brother's voice.

"Brother Youjing...I seem to be hallucinating."

You Jing said nonchalantly: "Then I probably saw the same hallucination as you."

"...what?"

After nearly a minute of silence, Asahina finally couldn't help pulling Yusuke, who had a sluggish expression, to the front of the sofa, grabbed his shoulders and forced him down, and then showed Ukyo another pitiful look.

"I'm hungry."

You Jing smiled, "It will be fine soon."

After getting the answer she wanted, Asahina nodded in satisfaction, and then focused all her attention on Yusuke who was still doubting herself.

"Your expression will make me think that you don't welcome me." The girl pretended to be angry and said, "Or do you really don't want to see me?"

"how is this possible!"

Yusuke stood up abruptly, with an excited expression, but soon became discouraged, and muttered, "I'm really dreaming, right?"

Maybe he was too tired from playing football and accidentally fell asleep in the locker room.

"..."

Asahi Naka has imagined countless reunion scenarios and coping methods, none of which is in line with the current development. In fact, in her assumption, everyone's emotions are very excited, regardless of whether they will be settled after the fact. In the beginning, I must have hugged and cried for a while.

She is so convinced.

but now...

Asahina raised her hand, grasped the soft flesh on both sides of her younger brother's cheek with both hands, and pulled it out forcefully.

"Hiss—it hurts, hurts, hurts!" Yusuke subconsciously wanted to pull away the hand that was making trouble on his face, but his strength was not as strong as Asahina Hua's, and it would only hurt more and more. He had no choice but to beg for mercy, " I was wrong! Please let me go!"

Hearing her brother's slurred begging for mercy, Asahina finally let go of her hand, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "Does it hurt?"

"Of course it hurts!" Yusuke covered his red face aggrievedly, "It's too much, to be so hard."

Asahina said calmly, "If it was in a dream, you wouldn't feel the pain, would you?"

"Then—" Yusuke was stunned.

Yes, if it was a dream, how could he be in such pain?

Before he figured it out and was ready to accept the facts, Asahina Hana couldn't help it.

She looked at the red marks on Yusuke's face that she had made by herself, her eyes flashed with distress and regret.

"Does it still hurt?" she asked softly.

The perennially cold touch between the fingers finally came in handy, Yusuke narrowed his eyes enjoying it, and rubbed back and forth a few times.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but his face doesn't seem to hurt so much.

"Yusuke?" No response was received, Asahina called again, "Does it still hurt?"

Yusuke opened his eyes, and what he saw was the familiar face that made him want to cry.

No, hold back, a man cannot cry.

Hey, why is it suddenly foggy?