[Comprehensive] Daily life of local tyrants in love

One, two, three, four, five, six...

56, 57, 58...

98, 99.

a hundred.

Atobe Keigo carefully gathered one hundred peeled melon seeds in the palm of his hand: "There are one hundred, open your mouth and eat them."

Qiaoqiao raised her head, ate hundreds of melon seeds, and chewed them slowly in her mouth. The crispy and salty melon seeds filled her mouth with the burnt aroma of fried melon seeds.

"Okay, I'm full, I won't eat melon seeds today."

Atobe Keigo breathed a sigh of relief.

After peeling hundreds of melon seeds with his hands and mouth, he not only felt numb in his hands, but also a little bit in his mouth.

I am willing to bet and admit defeat, who let me play three rounds with her, but in the end I didn't win a single round.

Playing tennis is difficult and difficult, but simple and simple.

Most of the ball games are based on the same principle, grab the ball and then dunk or net or let the opponent hit the air to score.

The former genius tennis player Echizen Minamijiro’s state of selflessness is actually very simple to put it bluntly, that is, forget yourself, and only see the existence of the ball in your eyes. To put it more simply, it is to receive the opponent’s ball and then hit the opponent. Unreachable ball.

It sounds like crap, but that's what playing tennis actually is.

Whoever misses the ball first loses.

Without exception, Keigo Atobe missed all the balls sent by this weak-looking girlfriend who could be blown down by the wind.

Whether it's the strength of her hitting the ball or the speed of hitting the ball back, it is no longer at the level that ordinary candidates can achieve. Even he... now has proved his failure with the results.

In fact, Qiaoqiao didn't want to do this at first, who made Keigo Atobe, after losing the first two balls, insisted: If he fails to catch another ball, he will agree to whatever request he asks .

What is the face of a man?

do not know.

Qiaoqiao had managed to buy a few packs of milk-flavored melon seeds in a supermarket run by a flower planter before, but he forgot to eat them at school, and he was too lazy to eat them.

Right now he has said such cruel words, how can such a good opportunity be missed, Qiaoqiao chose the bald head of Jingwu, the head of the trace department, without hesitation between her boyfriend's face and her own welfare, and then stuffed a catty of melon seeds into it In his hands.

Atobe Keigo didn't realize the seriousness of this request at the beginning, anyway, it wasn't such an unglamorous thing as agreed with Echizen Ryoma in the national competition of the third year of junior high school, "whoever loses will have his head shaved".

He was wrong, he was really wrong, eating melon seeds is not an easy task.

After eating a catty of melon seeds, Atobe Keigo felt as if he had lost his sense of taste, and the numbness on his lips seemed to be covered with a film.

Touching his pocket, he remembered the coat he just changed today, and there was no mirror in the pocket.

"Have you brought a mirror?"

Qiaoqiao stood up: "There is a small mirror in the bag, I'm going to buy a drink, what do you want?"

"No." Swallowing "I don't drink those drinks with too many additives" that was habitually poured into my mouth, Keigo Atobe said, "Drink less of that kind of thing."

"Drink the first one."

He sneered: "What kind of drink is so magical."

"Grape-flavored Fanta."

"..."

Once again being blocked and speechless, Atobe Keigo flicked his finger on her head: "I'll go with you."

"No, I'll be right back, you help me watch the bag."

What a joke, besides additive drinks, she also has to buy a lot of junk food. If this guy sees it, she will definitely be ruined. The shops opened in the school are all owned by Atobu. How dare you sell it.

Before Keigo Atobe could say anything about Qiaoqiao, he rushed out in a flash.

Keigo Atobe snorted, opened her bag, and reached out to touch something. It was square and not too big, but it was a bit thick, like a mirror.

Take it out and see that the classic cover is like a hardcover book, and the black characters embedded in the paper are faintly glowing in the sun.

It is written in ancient Chinese.

Ghost record.

It looks like a book but not quite like a book, but it's not a mirror. Keigo Atobe was about to put it in, but his fingers accidentally touched the buckle of the book, and with a bang, the book opened by itself.

Like a well-made organ gate, the pages of the book are slowly opened, and a strange thing is painted on the exposed side. The painting is extremely delicate and delicate, and the plump color scheme like Ukiyo-e is vivid and vivid, as if jumping into the eyes.

It was a woman with long hair hanging down her side and a smile on her lips.The appearance in the front is very good, but because the head is lowered, the hair at the back of the neck is scattered to the sides, revealing the snow-white neck.

On the back of her neck, there was a ferocious mouth with sharp fangs and a gloomy coldness.

Atobe Keigo trembled, and the moment he touched the paper, the extremely cold air pierced like a needle.

This painting is too realistic.

He closed the book and stuffed it back into her backpack.

After searching and groping, I finally found a round little yellow duck mirror in the corner of the schoolbag.

The mirror was too small to take a full view of the face, so Keigo Atobe opened the mirror and faced the window to take a picture.

——There is a bit of peeling on the lips, probably because too much seasoning was added when the melon seeds were fried.

This kind of thing should be eaten less, and I don’t know why that guy likes to eat these junk foods so much. Keigo Atobe plans to educate Qiaoqiao after she comes back, and teach her a few lessons about the relationship between healthy diet and physical health .

A group of small black shadows slipped out from the gap in the schoolbag, stuck to the ground all the way, swam to the door like a snake, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Atobe Keigo turned around strangely and saw that there was no one there.

It always feels like something slipped out just now.

Qiaoqiao came back soon carrying two big bags of snacks. Keigo Atobe temporarily suppressed the desire to criticize education, and stood up to help her carry the two bags.

Even if the other party is stronger than you, but if you don't do anything, if you don't fulfill a boyfriend's responsibilities, then what's the use of him as a boyfriend?

He glanced into the two large plastic bags, chocolates, steak-flavored potato chips, super spicy food, large bottles of Coke, Fanta, fried chicken nuggets... It looked like it was full of junk food.

Atobe Keigo turned around, went straight to the cabinet with the bag and locked all the things in his cabinet, Qiaoqiao was stunned, confused by his operation: "What are you doing?"

You have to speak well and not get angry.

"It's junk food," he said.

"I know."

"I know you still eat, and you will get sick if you eat too much."

Qiaoqiao said: "People are always going to die. A healthy life without snacks is long and boring. You can't make my life lifeless like a dry well..."

She grabbed Atobe Keigo with both hands, shaking it back and forth from left to right, with a soft and pleasant voice: "Kingwu..."

Atobe Keigo struggled: "It doesn't work..."

Qiaoqiao almost lifted him up: "Kingwu Atobe, are you still paying me back?"

Atobe Keigo was so tormented by her that his scalp was numb: "Well, I'm not too much, the monthly exam will start soon, if you can get the first place in this monthly exam, I will relax the snack control, otherwise you Don’t even think about buying any junk food in Bingdi and nearby.”

Anyway, he doesn't care about the money, just take them off the shelves.

"Keigo Atobe, you are ruthless, remember it!"

When she gets angry, she calls her by her full name. Jingwu Atobe has long known her bad temper and bad habits: "I will remember it, and I will wait."

Seeing that acting like a baby doesn't work, Qiaoqiao simply showed her true colors and sat back in her seat angrily: "Hey, did you touch my book just now?"

"I took it out when I looked in the mirror just now, what's wrong?"

Qiaoqiao took out the small book, opened it, and simply flipped through a few pages, all of which were Ukiyo-e paintings: "Strange, it should be fine..."

There are too many Japanese monsters painted on it, thousands of different kinds, Qiaoqiao can only roughly remember a few famous monsters, such as Tengu, Snow Maiden, Tamamo-mae and so on.

It's just that these kinds of monsters are relatively large in power and rare in number, so they are difficult to collect, so the pictures printed in this album are their paintings, not real monsters.

Not sure what tengu tastes like.

Qiaoqiao is a little hungry: "Let's eat."

Just as Keigo Atobe was about to say yes, the mobile phone in his coat rang untimely. He answered the phone and answered a few times, and after hanging up the phone, he said apologetically, "Ah Qiao, something happened to some merchants suddenly. , I have to rush over to check the situation, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat with you...this is for you."

Qiaoqiao took the thing from Keigo Atobe, and read out the content word by word: "Diamond Miracle King Card... What the hell is this, such a pompous name."

"...In short, you can buy whatever you want to eat. I have to rush over now."

He walked in a hurry, Qiaoqiao bared his canine teeth at his back, turned the card in his hand and walked out of the school.

Is there a treat, why do you still have to eat in the cafeteria.

All the way out, all the way, cryptic and probing eyes drifted over from everywhere.

Qiaoqiao turned a blind eye and walked her own way.

Although Keigo Atobe did not announce the matter of falling in love to the public, there are still many people who speculate from the breath flowing between the two people. Some admire, envy, and jealous, but find fault. Really not.The lessons learned by Minako Sawai have not yet come to light, and her parents were also dismissed by Hyotei. Because of the influence of the Atobe Foundation and Hyotei, there were really no schools that continued to employ him.

Most people can only comfort themselves.

Good cabbage these days loves to be hogged by pigs.

***

Who is the first grader in the Ice Emperor High School? Anyone who asks this question will know.

It's Keigo Atobe.

All subjects add up to nearly full marks, except for subjects like Chinese, which naturally lose a little point, as long as there are standard answers for other subjects, he is the standard answer.

Basically, after each exam, Keigo Atobe's answers will be used as a model for students to refer to.

So it is the most annoying to say that Xueba is the most annoying.

Qiaoqiao bit the tip of her pencil, and her whole body was almost face to face with her homework.

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong looked helpless, so he could only serve supper and put it on the table to let her rest for a while.

When the master didn't read before, he always wanted her to read more and read more. Now that he is so hardworking, he began to feel distressed again.

It's hard to be a man, it's hard to be a man, it's even harder to be a knife man.

"Why do you think people want to study..."

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong answered very officially: "Because books are the ladder of human progress."

He added: "The book has its own Yan Ruyu, and the book has its own golden house."

"Bullshit."

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong is not the master who has lost his mind: "It's not nonsense... But it's true, if the master really doesn't want to read, don't read it. Come, eat some noodles."

Even if you have the ability to read ten lines at a glance, but facing tedious physical science subjects, it is not something that can be solved with a good memory.

What the hell, she has lived for so many years and has always been a cook. Who needs chemistry and physics for cooking?

Qiaoqiao sniffed, the ramen was steaming hot, she held the large warm ramen bowl and blew on it, and drank the soup, the pork bones were fully boiled, the soup tasted mellow and delicious, and the milky white soup topped There are also finely chopped scallions floating.

The noodles are hand-drawn by Candlestick Kiri Guangzhong, and the large pieces of char siew on top are made a few days ago, and they are densely spread on the surface.

"It doesn't look like your style."

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada is quite a fuss in cooking, and everything must be done beautifully. He would never cook noodles like this kind of meat that covered the ramen in the past, because there is no beauty at all.

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada said helplessly: "The most important issue should be to have enough food. Everything about beauty should be compromised for the satisfaction of food."

Humans are omnivores, but dragons are carnivores, and that kind of delicate meat arrangement is simply not enough to fit people's teeth.Candlestick Qie Guangzhong can only follow the dragon with the dragon and the dog with the dog.

He worried that unscrupulous masters would pick his teeth with his knife.

Although it is said that Japanese people pay attention to sucking and making noise when eating ramen, but Qiaoqiao doesn’t like to smack their mouths when they eat. Keigo Atobe is very in line with her heart. After all, the dining table education he received in England is as little as possible. making the noise of tableware.

When a person is pleasing to the eye, even the advantages in him are much easier to find.

The heat of the char siew is excellent, neither the meat surface is burnt black caused by excessive heat, nor is the meat slightly loose and astringent due to too light heat.

The best way to eat it is to dip the char siu in the soup before eating. The char siu meat dipped in pork bone soup will have a richer taste.

Qiaoqiao said: "Make me Chinese beef noodles next time."

"...Kangfu?"

This is what Candlestick Qie Guangzhong saw in the supermarket.

"What kind of strange things are in your head? I'm talking about beef ramen. It's not too difficult to make beef ramen. What's required is also a minimalist. Simply put, it's clear, two white, three red and four green. Five yellows are actually clear soup, white radish, red pepper, green onion, and yellow noodles."

"The biggest difference between beef ramen and Japanese-style ramen is that Japanese-style ramen lies in the mellow soup, while beef ramen lies in the thickness of the soup."

Qiaoqiao took a sip of the hot soup, and sighed in satisfaction: "Look at me, I just need to be a good cook, why do I have to worry about myself."

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong offered advice: "Did the master forget that you have another way?"

"what?"

"You don't need to study by yourself, you can also take the first method."

***

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong told her that the goal should be ambitious, don't focus on a mere ice emperor, think about who is the number one in the country.

The number one in the country is actually easy to inquire about, just ask any student from any school and you will know it.

Irie Naoki.

He has been No.1 in the national entrance examination since the beginning of the country, and this score has been maintained until he is now in the third year of high school, and he has full marks in all subjects, even those subjects that seem impossible to get full marks.

And it is said that the teacher originally wanted to give him a higher score - because his essays in the Mandarin class are so well written, it doesn't matter if it is up to [-] points.

Full marks in all subjects, and an IQ of [-].

The most important thing is Naoki Irie, who also seems to live in a villa in Setagaya Ward.

Not only is it nearby, but it seems to squeeze the same tram with myself every day.

But what exactly does he look like? The photos I found on the Internet are all blurry. I only know that everyone says he is handsome.

This is simply an adjective for nonsense. What is it to be handsome? Is it terribly handsome?Today's fans are unreliable, with beautifying filters in their eyes.

Forget it, let's watch it later, if it's a mule or a horse, you'll know if you pull it out for a walk.

This time happened to be the time to get on the train, and the other party should get on this tram if they want to go to class.

Qiaoqiao sits on the tram, leaning on the back chair and trying to fall asleep. I was too tired to review last night. In addition to figuring out that the slap in the face not only hurts other people's faces but also hurts my hands because of the interaction of forces. Besides causing trouble, she almost gnawed through the entire book in her dream.

I really gnawed through the kind with my teeth, and the saliva soaked most of the pages, and all the homework I finally wrote was ruined.

In the end, it was the candlestick Qie Guangzhong who carried her to the bed, but it was a moment of comfort while sleeping, and the formula that was finally memorized after waking up was completely forgotten.

She was so sleepy, she felt a little short of breath, and when she opened her eyes, her eyes were white.

A girl leaned close to Qiaoqiao, her entire poor chest was almost touching her face.

"I'm sorry..." The girl's face was a little ashamed, but her voice was a little uncomfortably hasty: "I..."

Originally, electricity was ordered during the high-occurrence time of going to school, and the bus was crowded with people, and a little crowding was inevitable. Anyway, we were all girls, so Qiaoqiao smiled, yawned, and didn't care too much. close your eyes.

The other party came close again, this time it was too tight, and directly bumped her chest to Qiaoqiao's mouth.

Why, do you have to play this shameful game in public?

Qiaoqiao opened her eyes, and her eyes flickered: "You take a seat."

Without waiting for the other party to push back, she grabbed the girl's hand and threw her onto the seat with all her strength, while she stood up with her own strength, holding the handrail to stabilize her body.

One turn and one change, one movement and one stillness, the movements are smooth and handsome.

The girl's eyes were about to burst into peach hearts: "Thank you very much, thank you..."

But then she seemed to think of something, her face suddenly changed, she looked behind Qiaoqiao timidly, but she didn't dare to speak.

Qiaoqiao stood, covered her mouth and yawned: "Don't make noise, let me sleep for a while."

So... so cool!

The girl's eyes are full of little stars of admiration.

She cast an angry glance at the back of the car, but the other party didn't even look at her. The girl lowered her head half-lostly, then quickly raised her head, staring cautiously at the person behind Qiaoqiao.

A seemingly honest office worker, a typical middle-aged man: with the Mediterranean Sea on his head, showing the shape of a beer belly through his shirt.

It's just that although there is nothing on his face, his eyes are drifting, and his hands are not very honest. One hand is holding the support frame, and the other hand is slowly stretching down.

The girl was so nervous that she couldn't make a sound, she wanted to wake up the girl who was sleeping standing in front of her, so that she could quickly avoid the salty pig's hand behind her.

Bingdi's uniform skirt is much shorter than the uniform skirt of Dounan Middle School. Qiaoqiao just changed her face, and her body proportions are still her own. She just compresses herself like a candlestick cut Mitsutada.Her legs were slender, straight and white, and they looked especially beautiful in the light from the window.

The middle-aged man looked at the reflection on the glass window of the tram and swallowed.

He stretched his hand down, but the tram suddenly came to a stop, and the middle-aged man could only stop.

The door opened, and there was a wave of people up and down. It was a little more crowded than before. The middle-aged man took the opportunity to lean forward a little bit, Qiaoqiao didn't notice it.

The last one to get on the bus was a boy in a blue hat.

He was wearing headphones, and found a place by the door to stand.

The car drove again, and the middle-aged man's mind became active again, staring at the pair of beautiful legs reflected in the glass window and the scenery covered by the short skirt, his eyes looked extremely wretched.

But this girl is obviously much more difficult to deal with than the girl who sat down just now, and I don't know if she will call out later... The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and put his hand under her skirt.

The headphone cable of the boy in the blue hat was caught by his clothes. He turned his head to clean the headphone cable, and suddenly found a pair of salty hands.

He was wearing earphones, and he couldn't hear his own stopping sound that alarmed the whole car: "Hey!"

But the other party was not frightened by him. The middle-aged man let out a scream, which made everyone in the car look this way. He clutched his lower body and backed up again and again. His face was full of anger, but he was so painful that he couldn't even speak.He could only point to the girl standing in front of him with one hand.

Qiaoqiao yawned and said lazily, "Uncle, hasn't anyone told you that pointing at others is very impolite?"

"you……"

"Zhiyu... are you also on this train?"

Ryo Shishido took off the earphones, looked at her in surprise, and cast a pitiful look at the man clutching his crotch.

It was really loud just now.

The middle-aged man finally regained his composure, relying on his honest face to slander Qiaoqiao: "What's the matter with you, girl? It was just that the car was not stable and when it leaned against you, you kicked like that Ruthless, this is accidental injury, I want work-related compensation!"

With this kind of virtue, he still wants to ask someone for work-related injury expenses. The middle-aged man sneered angrily, and the work card hanging on his chest swayed with the loose flesh. The logo on it looked familiar.

Qiaoqiao snorted: "Which company do you belong to?"

The middle-aged man's face was pale, but he still raised his chest: "I'm the manager of the Atobe Foundation!"

In fact, this middle-aged man is not the manager of the Atobe consortium at all, he is just a company employee who has been working for more than ten years and has not made it to the top, but he must hold his breath right now.

Shido Ryo has gone from being disgusted and angry at the beginning to sympathizing with pity, and now he directly wants to stick a stick of incense to this man.

Let's not talk about people from other consortiums... People under the Atobe consortium committed crimes...

He felt that the other party had dug a large shovel of earth on his grave.

The girl who was sitting mustered up her courage to stand up: "The truth is not like this at all! He...he is a tram idiot!"

For a moment, I felt the fiery eyes all around me falling on me, the girl's eyes were red, and she wanted to cry a little.

After all, no matter whether this matter comes to fruition or not, women are vulnerable groups, and they will be pointed out after being sympathized with.

"Oh." Qiaoqiao glanced at the employee card on his chest: "It's not impossible to give money, but it may be difficult for you to get work injury compensation like this."

The middle-aged man scolded angrily: "I must have been kicked out of my internal injuries just now. Your school uniform belongs to Bingdi, right? Believe it or not, I will find your school and sue you for intentional injury!"

"I didn't say I wouldn't lose money."

The man's anger eased a little: "This is more or less..."

Qiaoqiao let go of the hand holding the railing, and suddenly pointed to the other side of the tram: "The police are here."

The middle-aged man foolishly looked in the direction she was pointing, a smile appeared on Qiaoqiao's lips, she stretched out her hand to hold down the short skirt, and kicked sideways, another firm stroke to tease her vaginal legs.

"what!!!"

The man fell to the ground in pain before he even had time to react, with snot and tears streaming out.

Shishido Ryo felt a pang of pain.

Not only the egg was broken, maybe even the yolk flowed out.

He decided to burn a stick of incense in advance for Keigo Atobe.In case one day the Minister dies violently, it is not inconceivable.

Qiaoqiao said: "You look like you are hurting a little bit now, I have already said that I am not not giving money, it is justified to ask me for work-related injury compensation in this way."

She paused and said, "Go with your boss for the money."

Although the car was full of people, there was no sound in the whole car.

It's not uncommon to meet idiots on the tram, but most of the girls will always dare not speak out because of fear and shame, and they will be taken advantage of abruptly.Even those who are a little bolder just warn the other party not to move casually again. It is the first time for almost everyone to see such a drastic treatment.

Although the tram was crowded, there was an empty circle around the middle-aged man. Even if he didn't offend him, no one wanted to touch this disgusting person.

The middle-aged man sat alone on the ground covering his back in pain for a while, and then slowly stood up, his waist still bent, his eyes full of hostility.

The car just arrived at the station, and Qiaoqiao and Shishido Ryo naturally got off at the same station and got on at the same station. When she walked to the door, she saw that there were still vehicles speeding in front of the platform, and suddenly a hand reached out to push her down.

"Weaving feather!"

Shido Ryo saw it but was squeezed behind and couldn't make a move. He was extremely anxious. Just when he was about to use his body to knock the hand away, the middle-aged man's hand was firmly grasped.

"If you really succeeded, it would be premeditated murder, right?"

With a mess of sheep hair, the boy wearing round-frame glasses narrowed his eyes, holding the middle-aged man's hand so hard that his bones rattled.

The middle-aged man burst into tears from the pain: "It hurts!"

Shido Ryo let out a long sigh of relief, and hurriedly squeezed to Qiaoqiao's side. Fortunately, it was only a false alarm and there was no danger. If the other party really had an accident in front of his eyes, even if Keigo Atobe would not blame him, he would not forgive him. Own.

Yangfa just grabbed the middle-aged man's hand and dragged him off the tram: "Uncle, your actions just now have violated the law. Unfortunately, I have to hand you over to the police station... Please trouble me if you have any explanation." You explain it to the police."

The girl who was harassed before also got out of the car. She wiped the tears from her face: "I was really scared to death. If something really happened just now, wouldn't it be you who saved me from the disaster?"

Qiaoqiao is not very good at dealing with this kind of greasy and crooked: "If you were standing there, he wouldn't make a move at all."

The girl was taken aback. What the other party said was indeed true. If the person standing there was replaced by her, she would probably only be able to take advantage of her by not daring to speak the whole time, and this middle-aged man would not have the intention to do anything.

She blushed slightly: "In short, thank you very much, my name is Aihara Kotoko..."

"Oh, hello, wait, let me..."

"Hey--"

Shishido stopped Qiaoqiao from kicking the man's genitals with bright eyes and quick hands. If he kicked him one or two more times, the opponent would really be useless.

She was still not happy about being stopped: "Shishido, what are you doing stopping me, don't worry, I'm very experienced."

"..."

He felt really inferior.

Shido Ryo wanted to pretend that he didn't know this girl, he turned his head to look at Yangfa, and bowed seriously: "And thank you very much, Irie-senpai."

Yangfa, who was called into the river, smiled nonchalantly: "This is a trivial matter, just let me do it by the way."

"Eh? Entering the river?"

Aihara Kotoko wanted to say something more, and looked at the time on her hand: "Oh my god, I'm almost late! I'm sorry for the classmate who helped me, I'll go first! See you next time on the bus!"

Qiaoqiao responded: "Goodbye."

She rushed out frantically with her bag in her hand, not knowing if this girl was the legendary lucky e, she always bumped into strange things along the way, even the banana peels on the ground could be stepped on accurately.

The crowd searched for him thousands of times, and it didn't take much time to find him. Qiaoqiao straightened his face: "Speaking of what happened last time, I have to thank you too. By the way, I have kept the clothes you borrowed from me in my bag... I cleaned it up, and I'll give it back to you now."

Shido Ryo watched in surprise and suspicion as his friend and minister's girlfriend took out a large men's shirt from his schoolbag...it was packed in a transparent plastic bag, and Qiaoqiao passed the shirt over.

Then Irie Kanata really took it.

It was actually his clothes!

In an instant, countless images of "night stay", "no return", "lovehotel"... and all kinds of erotic images flashed through Shishido Ryo's heart. The image of Keigo Atobe in his heart has become the one with the green grassland above man……

"Last time, the skirt was torn by the train door. If it wasn't for your clothes, I would probably be embarrassed," Qiaoqiao's voice broke Shishido's unrealistic fantasy: "To express my gratitude, this is for you Bar."

Through the small paper bag, the aroma of cream and chocolate overflowed, Irie Kanata's eyes narrowed into cracks, and he took it without refusing: "Thank you, is it a chocolate chip cookie?"

"Yes."

A gleam of white light invisible to the naked eye melted into the paper bag, Qiaoqiao raised her head and smiled at him: "It was just made this morning, the sooner you eat it, the better, otherwise it won't taste good if it becomes soft."

Shido Ryo said: "Isn't this originally intended for Atobe...?"

Qiaoqiao admitted: "Yes."

Is it really okay to just give the dessert you prepared for your boyfriend to other people?Before Shido Ryo had time to say anything, Irie Kanata had already opened the paper bag with one hand: "Hey, since it's for Atobe-kun, I want to taste it even more, is it a love gift made by my girlfriend? "

It doesn't feel right to hear this, but it seems that there is nothing wrong with it when you think about it, Shido Ryo said: "She is indeed Atobe's girlfriend."

Irie Kanade took another bite of a chocolate cookie: "I'm really embarrassed to have shared Atobe-kun's love."

Shishido Ryo didn't know much about this senior, but this party and Keigo Atobe did have a good relationship, and he helped him so much today, so he naturally ignored the other party's seemingly ntr words.

"If you want to send this uncle to the police station..."

Irie Sonata said: "It's fine for you to go to school. I'm already a freshman and I have much more time than you. Don't worry, he won't escape. I still have a pair of tennis balls in my bag."

Shishido nodded his head: "In this way, I can rest assured, then I will trouble you, Senior Irie."

Compared with the college students who have relatively loose time, the time between the two of them is really tight. Ryo Shishido wondered in his heart how to tell Keigo Atobe about this matter, and he didn't know if it would affect the Atobe Foundation. But even if there is an impact, such scumbags must be eliminated as soon as possible to stop the loss.

The middle-aged man who had been trying to play dead on the ground before was already bloodless with fear, and today he just wanted to find a better leg and feel it, and he didn't have any other thoughts, so why did he just fall?

Listening to the conversation of several people, the other party seems to be the girlfriend of the young master of the Atobe Foundation, Keigo Atobe... The middle-aged man who has been squatting on the ground has a pale face, and he has already figured out how the other party will solve himself.

Irie Kanata picked him up, although he was not too tall, but his hands were quite strong, he simply bound the opponent's hands, and he said goodbye to the two with a chocolate cookie in his mouth.

"Shishido... Ryo, right?"

"Yes, senior."

Irie Kanata's voice was slightly rippling: "Remember to tell Atobe-kun that his girlfriend's love is delicious."

Shindo Ryo: "...Senior!"

Even if you beat him to death, he won't say anything good!

Irie's thoughts flooded into his mind continuously.

Qiaoqiao lowered her eyes and pondered for a while, then casually opened the subject about English in his memory, and famous quotes from Shakespeare's plays fell down like a mountain.

The vocabulary is very rich, it seems that the handsome guy Irie Naoki boasted on the Internet is this.

It's not true that he's not handsome. Irijiang's facial features are exquisite, but he's wearing a hairy head of wool, which doesn't quite match handsomeness.

But this time with a plug-in, there is no need to worry about Keigo Atobe showing off his power in front of him.It just so happened that tomorrow was the monthly exam, so he could soon show off his prestige.

Shido Ryo looked at Qiaoqiao humming a song with a happy expression after the violence, and he suddenly felt that he didn't understand women very well.

The sound of the egg breaking still echoed in my ears.

Sure enough... Hocho Taro is better.

***

The Atobe Consortium is a well-known consortium in Japan and even internationally. Although it is not common to hear about tram idiots, once it is hooked up with the Atobe Consortium, it will have weight.

Hearing that Qiaoqiao was being coveted by a tram idiot in the car, Atobe Keigo immediately darkened his face, and almost wanted to find that wretched idiot to beat him up with a tennis ball himself. She is the minister's girlfriend, and she eats a lot of things from her who usually eats people with a soft mouth... No matter how you say it, she has cultivated a little comrade-in-arms.

But when Ryo Shishido slowly told the tragedy of the middle-aged man, all the boys fell silent, and then looked at Keigo Atobe with complicated eyes in unison.

Qiaoqiao walked in from the door: "Hey, they're all here."

A group of boys looked up, smiled, subconsciously closed their legs, and sat obediently, all in one go.

This made her a little confused: "You... practice military posture."

Atobe Keigo stood up immediately, but didn't know what he was going to say: "Are you all right?"

"You talked about the incident in the car,"

She turned around carelessly, and took a bite out of the freshly washed apple: "Do you think I'm someone who has something to do?"

Atobe Jingwu said deeply: "It doesn't look like it, it doesn't look like it at all."