[Net King] Feeding rules for the pen male god

Probably because he had been hungry for too long, Keigo Atobe's noble stomach finally tolerated what he called "completely unauthentic" common people's food, and he solved a meal of ice cream and three balls alone.

Qianzhi looked at him while drinking milk tea. The [-]cm uncle was about the height of the tableware. She gloated on the other side of the table and had no intention of reaching out to give him a hand—it was still there at first, after being read by the other party as a serious writing pride. After tenderly refusing, she simply abandoned what was left of her conscience, thinking that she spent money to watch a small movie, the protagonist Keigo Atobe, the director Chie Takeuchi, the theme... Comedy, comedy, comedy.

↑Important things are said three times.

At the moment, he and she are walking in the small park, two bags of food are brought home, Qianzhi with empty hands is sitting on the mini printing department, the two of them are bickering all the way, giving her the feeling that she is walking the dog, no, with a The illusion of a child.

... After she tried to shake her shoulders several times and successfully turned herself into a little girl with tattoos on her back and cigarette butts on her feet, she was swaggering like a little girl who would be avoided by passers-by when she saw her, but the other party still stood still and sat down The location, after the gorgeous falling objects were not staged.

"It's really hard for me to understand. It's fine for someone with strong limbs and a simple mind. Why don't you have any of these two things?"

As he spoke, one hand gently pinched the back of his neck.

"I don't know either," Chie raised Atobe in front of her eyes like a little rabbit, and looked at him with a smile on her face, "Now, if you don't touch any of the two items, if I accidentally throw you off, Atobe Uncle, please ask for blessings."

A certain person put his hands on his hips and raised his eyebrows arrogantly, "That's a good feeling. I haven't experienced the fun of bungee jumping for a long time."

Chie: "...I've never seen such a brazen person."

As she said that, she put Atobu back on her shoulders for fun, while silently imagining the scene where the other party jumped from her hand with a simple device on his back.A thin white rope, one end was tied behind the opponent's back, and the other end was wrapped around the middle finger by her... Pfft, isn't this a yo-yo?

"Ah, why don't you try to think of some weird things?"

A gorgeous voice sounded in her ears, she squinted at the uncle who had landed safely, and hummed softly, "You have to take care of it~"

"Oh? Then you admit it?"

She stuck out her tongue noncommittally, thinking lazily that even so, what can you do? Chie Takeuchi is a woman at the top of the food chain——

"Ow! QAQ"

Until the needle-like pain pierced through the scalp and hit her heart, goose bumps all over her body, and she could even catch the slight cracking sound of hair strands in the air.

"Keigo Atobe!" Chie glared at the instigator, and said with the back of her head, "You fouled! QwQ"

The spirit-like guy behind said calmly: "Be quiet. Do you still want the second hair, huh?"

Qianzhi felt a pain in her knee, and was instantly hit by the wang (ba) spirit of the opponent with holy light and BGM all over her body. The next second, she raised her hand and swore: "As a young and beautiful girl, I guarantee my brain only gravitation and centripetal acceleration.”

"Then I ask you, what is the minimum speed necessary to allow you to fly out of the sun's gravitational range and fly into space?"

"...I'm sorry. I was wrong."

Atobe Keigo slowly walked back from the back of his head to his shoulders, stepping on her skin with his small feet, Chie suddenly shrank his neck, feeling as if there was an ant crawling around on his body...

"Hey! Don't move around! ==##!!!"

Lawns, sand piles, swings, landscapes, densely patterned fences encircle several winding paths, and thick shade rises from the ground, building one oasis after another in the concrete forest, like a short-lived and hasty respite from life.

In her eyes, most parks in the world are the same.

The two of them bickered, wrangled, and robbed each other all the way. They disliked each other's aesthetics, three views, and interests. They walked around this place about the same size as the Ice Emperor Academy for three full laps, and finally got a little tired.

Looking up and seeing a small stall selling oden, Chie's eyes straightened.

"Master Atobe, are you hungry?"

He understood, and waved his hand multiplied by three to show how disgusted he was.

Qianzhijiu M's hidden attributes burst out, instead of getting angry, she ran away with a smile on her face.Atobe sat on the one-inch-wide edge of the back of the bench, crossed his legs, and followed the girl's bouncing ponytail with his gaze. It seemed to hang lightly on his heart, and there was a tenderness in his eyes that he hadn't even noticed. .

She came back 3 minutes later, silently put the disposable plastic lunch box on the chair, took a bowl by herself, picked up a bunch of sweet and spicy food, and started eating.Atobe Keigo opened his eyes and glanced at the oden in her hand, stroked his hair and said dismissively: "The things at the roadside stalls are not clean."

A cross flower popped on the forehead of Qianzhi, pointing to the portion that she asked the shopkeeper to cut into small pieces with a knife and put on a bamboo stick, and said weakly: "I bought it for you, whether you like it or not. Dinner will be in two hours .”

"My uncle's stomach can only digest high-grade foie gras and steak."

"Your current stomach can only digest your stomach acid."

As soon as the words fell, a slight "gulu" suddenly exploded between the two.

"Hey, since you begged me, then I will be reluctant..."

"It suddenly occurred to me that there is a stationery store near here. Would you like to try ink?"

When I walked out of the park, it was already dark, the twilight was all together, and the willows were on the moon.Chie put Atobu on her shoulder and stopped a taxi on her body.

However, the moment she opened the car door, she regretted it again.

"Shall I take you home first?"

Atobe Keigo's eyes fell on the thin layer of sweat on her forehead, "Didn't you say you are going to eat?"

The girl's fingertips scratched the car door again and again, she scratched her face and smiled embarrassedly.

"Didn't it mean that your stomach can only digest noble food, I'm just going to eat noodles later..."

She dodged her eyes and hesitated to speak.The driver in the front row turned his head, and two cold lights came from behind his rimless glasses: "Where are you going? Are you going to get in the car or not?"

The urging like a scourge forced her to close the door resolutely but still decisively. With a bang, she managed to raise the drooping corners of her lips, "Go to Sapporo Ramen near Yoyogi Park."

The driver grunted, stepped on the gas pedal, put his hand on the gear, and the taxi sped forward with full horsepower, merging into the gurgling traffic.

Qianzhi's forehead was lightly pressed against the car window, and the stream of light reflected in her eyes.

"It's all here..." She smiled wryly, "Forget it, I don't think about what I have and what I don't have anymore. Just to remind you, my parents are paying the bill tonight. This meal...may be eaten long time."

"So what?"

The shoulders sank, and there was a firm warmth pressing through the cloth, warming the corners of the body in an instant.

Like a current.

"It's all here, even if it's a Hongmen banquet, the only way is to decide to die. What's more-"

The last light from the sky sank into the horizon, and her water-blue eyes, gilded with gold, parted the chaotic darkness of the carriage, and shone into her heart.

"With my uncle by your side, just go. What are you worried about?!"

Qianzhi opened her five fingers, her palms were on the glass, and her leaning forward body exerted a slight force, and the door in front of her was slowly pushed open.

One foot stepped on the quaint wooden floor of the store, and above her head, the air-conditioning poured down like a waterfall, pouring down her body.

After politely thanking the waiter for her guidance, she shuttled from one table to another with ease, turned around, went upstairs, thumped, and finally stopped in front of a table for four people.

Qianzhi was a little nervous for a moment, her throat seemed to be locked.The cold little finger reached into the jacket pocket, the fabric rubbed against it, and was held tightly by a hand after a while.

So warm and strong.

She suddenly remembered the games she played with her mother when she was a child. The two crossed their little fingers, looked at each other, and hummed a catchy song——

"Hook, hang yourself, 100 years, don't change..."

How many times has she complained that the good things in the world are not firm, the colorful clouds are easy to disperse and the glass is broken, and every promise is missing, whether it is childish words or unpredictable things in the world; The soft voice of love, peeling off the chaotic past of these years, is slightly distorted through invisible electrical signals, but still beats her eardrum with the same rhythm and frequency.

Taking a deep breath, Qianzhi took a step forward, her voice was very soft, like a dream.

"Dad, Mom."

The moment the two turned their heads in front of them, the lights in the hall were dim and the fragrance lingered.Yet she only saw herself.

In those quivering eyes.