Marry Yukimura's 100 Careful Tricks

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"Thank you, Minister Ayako."

Ayako, who was serious for less than three seconds: "If you have to thank me, please share more about your love life with Yukimura-san."

Asakawa Natsu: ...

Why do I have expectations for Minister Ayako?

"Minister Ayako, Vice President Tomoya is here." Asakawa Xia, who kindly reminded her, patted the hem of her skirt, took the plastic bucket and painting materials and ran away.

Vice Minister Chiya's expression today is so scary, it's no different from Shura's Evil.

Good luck, Minister Ayako.

The autumn sun in the evening lost a lot of the old warmth. Xia Chuanxia carefully observed the orange-red ball in the sky, and then changed it into a deeper red color and added it to the orange-toned paint tray. Plastic candy sticks, I am very distressed about how to make the first payment.

"There is no such thing as a fat man eating in one bite."

"What doesn't exist?"

Yukimura Seichi dusted off the edge of his coat, handed Asakawa Natsu a bottle of normal-temperature white water, casually and naturally picked up the pencil in the plastic bucket, and sorted out the unfinished corners of the drawing paper.

"Look, Xiaoxia, here needs to be more diffused, the light of the setting sun is dim and scattered..."

The gentle voice dispelled the remaining uneasiness in Asakawa Xia's heart. She moved her position carefully, and gradually narrowed the distance between the two, until the skirt of the school uniform stuck to the boy's trouser seam, Asakawa Xia bent her mouth and showed a satisfied smile.

Yukimura Seiichi, who has keen five senses and is good at reading people's thoughts, noticed something wrong with his girlfriend when he came here. He had imagined similar situations many times, and also consulted many related posts and events. After summarizing, he got The conclusion is - lack of security.

The night before going to China to attend the seminar, after packing his bags, Seiichi Yukimura specially posted on the emotional forum to ask, maybe he can call it in tennis and painting: he has talent, but his emotions are blank, if Giving your sweetheart a sense of security is completely clueless.

Most of the replies in the post had no reference value, or they were too subjective, until he was about to close the forum for a rest, and a very long post came into view.

"It's best to start with the details. A girl's feelings are delicate, even if it's a very small thing, she will find it.

I know that some men often say: "Girls are so difficult to coax, why is this, she just ignores my efforts."

Every group and every country will have a bad side, but we cannot misunderstand all because of a small part.

What most girls need is only things like "I can feel that my boyfriend loves me" and "He really remembers what I said". Don't think about whether your girlfriend will give it. After you are sure that there is love between the two parties Finally, she sees your actions and will spontaneously create small surprises.

Please put aside stereotypes and treat your lover seriously and attentively. "

"Xiao Xia, do you remember?" While the boy's patient and gentle voice occupied his thoughts, the seriousness revealed brought Asakawa Natsu back to reality. She tugged at the coat of Yukimura Seiichi that was draped over her shoulders, and waited for the fabric to roll along. When it fell, they quickly rolled into a ball and hugged them in their arms.

"Yukimura-san."

The long, smooth hair brushed over the jacket of the uniform and fell to the rough, dusty concrete floor, Asakawa Natsu stretched out her hands to fix her hair, while looking sideways at Seiichi Yukimura with her round and full almond eyes: "Is it a prank? "

"It doesn't count." Seiichi Yukimura put down his pencil and found the dust-stained strand of hair. An inch of thick ink-like hair was dim in the white and rough palm.

He carefully blew away the dirty marks on the tail, and touched Asakawa Xia's forehead when he turned back behind the girl's ear: "It's the little sweetness between you and me."

"Xiao Xia, I love you."

Xu Lai's breeze sent away Yukimura Seiichi's affection for one person alone, and the men and women who followed him not far away moved away the curious eyes that seemed to be imprisoned, and they all came to mind: the son of God meets true love, not because he is entangled helpless move.

what……

This kind of subtle feeling is admirable and more regrettable. Why didn't I have the enthusiasm and bravery of Asakawa classmate/school girl back then?

I really can't help being jealous.

When the lunch break bell announcing the end of the morning class rang, Asakawa Xia was concentrating on arranging notes. There was a lot to memorize in class today, and Asakawa Xia, who was relatively slow in writing, was still two lines short of transcribing.

"Asakawa."

Noko Lily, who had finished writing notes before Asakawa Xiayi, tapped the desks and desktops, and the students in Group B of the first year and the next class who were preparing to have lunch gathered together and talked quietly, looking at the corridor outside the classroom.

Under the gloomy sky, Seiichi Yukimura, who was wearing a school uniform jacket, was carrying a small and exquisite bento, standing by the window of the classroom in Group B of the first year, and looking tenderly at Asakawa Natsu, who was writing hard.

"Mr. Yukimura, do you need us to call Asakawa-san for you?" Mori-san, a member of the tennis club, asked boldly.

Except for club life time, there are very few opportunities to contact the Son of God in private. It is no exaggeration to say that all members of the tennis club are believers of the Son of God.

They firmly believe that the honor handed down by the predecessors will be passed on to the next generation by this undefeated "god performer".

The phrase "Lihai Dasan Lianba has no dead ends" is like an oracle, which is recited by believers.

"No need." Seiichi Yukimura stretched out his index finger against his lips, signaling others not to disturb Natsu Asakawa.

After Asakawa Xia drew the last symbol and put on the cap of the pen, she didn't raise her head in a hurry but picked up the messy books, paper and pens on the desk one by one, and held the bento box in her arms before looking at Noko Lily: " Mother Lily, what's the matter?"

Wild Lily: ...

The gesture of calling my mother is getting more and more proficient.

"Someone is looking for you," she said.

"who is it……

Yukimura-san...

In Asakawa Natsu’s memory, Seiichi Yukimura seldom took the initiative to find her. Firstly, she was the one who chased after her. Secondly, Seiichi Yukimura was really busy. Various matters in the tennis club, including the study and health of the main election, were all important. It takes a lot of effort and time.

In addition, the enthusiasm of the lower grades is even worse than that of the upper grades, which is also a nerve-wracking thing.

After all, for Yukimura Seiichi, he would rather have other people focus on tennis than compliment his looks.

"Yukimura-san." Asakawa Natsu ran to Yukimura Seiichi with a lunch box in her arms, not caring about her messy hair, and said in a low voice apologetically, "Sorry for keeping you waiting. Do you want to go to the school garden for dinner? "

"I have something to deal with today, so I can't have dinner with Xiao Xia."

Yukimura Seichi easily mentioned the multi-layered bento in Asakawa Natsu's bosom, and he put the bento he brought into Asakawa's bosom, and said: "Eat it obediently, if the leftovers are only carrots for lunch tomorrow."

Asakawa Xia nodded: "Ah... alright."

Asakawa Natsu, who faced Yukimura Seiichi Bento for the second time, could no longer regain the anticipation that she hadn’t tasted before. The traces left by the raw rice that tested her chewing ability last time were so deep that Asakawa Natsu accepted the bento. Almost heartbroken.

——Why didn’t you refuse yesterday? !

Unable to resist the temptation of her boyfriend, I can only pay for my dizzy brain and beating little heart with my taste buds.

Yukimura-san, what a crime.

"See you in the afternoon, Xiaoxia."

"See you this afternoon, Yukimura-san."

After parting, Asakawa Xia couldn't maintain the look of pretending anticipation at all. She returned to her seat and sat down with her head drooping. She didn't lift the lid of the bento for a long time, as if the food in the box would disappear by itself just by standing there.

"What's wrong?" Noko Lily looked at the loveless Asakawa Natsu with a funny face. After she unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of orange juice, she said casually: "Mrs. Yukimura has always praised Mr. Yukimura for his talent in cooking. Even if there were carrots, I wouldn’t have such an expression.”

Asakawa Xia:? ? ? ? ?

"Mother Lily, are you sure Yukimura-san's craftsmanship is good?"

"Asakawa-san, you can question me, but you can't question Mrs. Yukimura, besides, it's a matter of a second thought whether the food is bad or not." Noko Yuri recalled to herself: "When I was in elementary school, in order to cheat my sweetheart's bento, I add salt to the rice balls every day, and it’s hard to discredit my mother’s cooking.”

Especially the next sentence of Noko Lily.

"But even if I was called a teacher, I just told the teacher coyly that I went to the kitchen to play yesterday and accidentally reversed the position of salt and sugar..."

Asakawa Natsu: I seem to know something important.

Student Union Office.

During the lunch break, most of the student union members and cadres left their posts for a short time. The premise of solving various campus incidents is to fill their stomachs. They meet with each other to discuss the changing menu of the cafeteria and the new fast food in the convenience store. Only Hayakawa and the two are left. The thick and huge brocade box quietly curled up in front of the chairperson.

knock knock --

"Chairman Hayakawa, I'm Seiichi Yukimura, if I bother you, may I come in?"

"Yukimura-san, please come in."

The solid wooden door was a bit thick, and when it was pushed open, there was a not-so-small cold wind. Seiichi Yukimura walked slowly, and there was a slight "boom" when the office door closed.

Like a stone falling into the lake suddenly, with a slap, Hayakawano was dizzy and couldn't tell the north, south, east, and west.

"President Hayakawa, what's the matter?"

The windows of the student union office near the corridor are covered with cellophane that blocks the line of sight, and the interior, which only relies on a single side window for daytime lighting, creates a sense of chaos intertwined with light and dark.

Hayakawano watched Yukimura Seiichi walk from the dimness to the chaotic area between the two, with a smile that could barely be called gentle on his face, but the half-bright light added some obscure meaning.

"Chairman Hayakawa." Yukimura Seichi repeated patiently: "What's the matter?"

He didn't have too many views and opinions on the person in front of him, and his gaze was just listening to Liu Lianer's mention: "The bastard president doesn't like the obvious sense of class, forcing us to look directly at him, who didn't see that he needs to replace him?" He finished the paperwork for a week."

At that time, Liu Lian'er's expression was very interesting, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the bright light shone into his eyes but he couldn't see any joy, and the notepad that kept flipping left a string of extremely powerful data.

"Just trying to find an excuse not to work, you bastard."

In front of the public, Liu Lian'er didn't reveal the deeper meaning, but his expression was full of remnants of words, he was familiar with his tennis club selection, and easily understood all the unfinished words.

what does it mean?

Yukimura Seiichi has no desire to guess about this, but for this unknown student council president, the highest score of his favorability is always fixed at the basic 30 points.

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