Variety Comic: My Girlfriend Yukinoshita!

Speechless.

Speechless.

Speechless.

Hitomi Anno looked at the person on the other side, a little doubting if he was dreaming.

The man on the other side pursed his thin lips, and his eyes flashed a little wave.

The two kept looking at each other like this.

"Minister, are you here to help me with housework?"

I don't know how long it took, Anno Hitomi took the initiative to break this quiet atmosphere.

"What do you think?" the second young lady's voice was flat.

"So you're stalking me?"

Hitomi Anno scanned her face suspiciously, trying to get some information from it.

"What's wrong with your brain?"

"That seems to be really a coincidence..."

Only then did Anno Hitomi put down his heart and muttered to himself.

His reassuring look, angry Yukishita Yukinai "two eight three" wanted to punch him.

I didn't doubt it, what do you suspect!

"But I didn't expect that the new neighbor was you. "

A few days ago, she knew that a new house was moving in to the opposite side, so she also bought some self-defense tools.

But she never imagined that the person who moved on the opposite side turned out to be Hitomi Anno.

This coincidence made her very happy in her heart.

But on the surface, she wouldn't let Notomi see that she would be happy to find out that he had moved here.

"Say it beforehand, it's all a coincidence, I look at the house on the Internet, I see it here at a glance, don't think that I moved here because of you." "

Hitomi Anno emphasized.

He knew that this woman was very narcissistic, and if she didn't explain it clearly, she could associate it casually.

"I know that my address has never been told to anyone other than the teacher. Under the snow, Yukino gave him a white look.

Anno Hitomi nodded at this, and then his tone became regretful, "It's a pity that I didn't know that the person on the other side was actually a minister, otherwise I must let you help me with housework." "

The second young lady looked at him coldly: "You treat me as a servant?"

"No, I consider you a friend, and it's because you're my friend that I'm asking you to help." "

"It's going to be a bit of a fallacy. Under the snow, Xue Nai said coldly.

Hitomi Anno didn't bother to argue with the second young lady about this issue, and he looked at the time on his watch:

"First of all, when the time comes, I'm going to forage for food, and I'll meet you at a selling point downstairs later." "

After meeting Yukinoshita Yukino, Hitomi Anno was in a good mood and decided to meet and give some good gifts.

He just wanted to go back to the house, but he heard her somewhat hesitant voice: "I just happened to be cooking... You...... Do you want to come along?"

Hitomi Anno turned to stare at Yukinoshita Yukino, and he saw that her cheeks were slightly red, which was shy.

Perhaps noticing that Hitomi Anno was looking at her, Yukino Yuki's expression immediately turned impatient: "Answer quickly!"

"How does it taste?"

"Eat you to death. "

"Then I'm going to try it, if I die, you can't run away, Minister!"

"It's going to be!"

Glancing at him, Yukino Yukoshita's voice was more gentle than even she noticed.

This is probably the first time Hitomi Anno has come to the girl's home.

Curious about Yukinoshita, he looked at her home.

Neat and clean.

That was his first impression.

Everything is neatly arranged, the floor, the walls, the table, these places are visible to the naked eye.

In addition, her room is also very monotonous, with few things, and looks cold and cold, similar to her personality.

The rest of the layout, similar to his room, is a three-bedroom and one-living room layout.

Withdrawing his gaze, Hitomi Anno looked at Yukinoshita Yukinoshita, who was busy in the open kitchen.

After he entered the house, Yukinoshita went to the kitchen without giving him a glass of water, wanting to greet the guests, but he didn't care.

Yukinoshita Yukinoshita in the kitchen, wearing a light blue apron, tied her hair into a long ponytail. (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Fiction Network!)

She held a kitchen knife with a focused expression, and the carrots formed pieces on the board.

She took a sip of the soup with a spoon, pursed her lips, her eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and put a few drops of salt into it.

She flipped the pan, and the ingredients tumbled in the air, cleanly.

She is cooking, her figure is delicate but incomparably beautiful, and she exudes a gentle femininity........

Under such snow, Hitomi Anno saw it for the first time.

I really want to marry home...

After that, she was busy in the kitchen, and he watched TV in the living room and waited.

Perhaps, she would blame him for not being able to cook at all.

Perhaps, she would call him in to help.

Perhaps, she will also be angry and say, get out of here for me, don't come and make trouble.

Such a life ... It must be beautiful...

Suddenly, Anno bit her lower lip sharply.

He took a deep breath, his eyes full of fear.

Almost.... He was almost addicted to that world!

Yukino is really terrible, almost making him even think of the child's name!

It is a pity that his willpower is too strong and escapes from that world.

Minister, give up, there is no way to get me into it with this illusion!

"I can feel that your mind is in a mess right now, thinking about my good, but looking for reasons to explain that good is purposeful." The voice came from the kitchen.

"Minister, are you a god, why can you see through my thoughts from so far away?" was Asuno's eyes stunned.

"To you, I really have a good chance of being your god. "

"Then 4.3 Please tell me, why was I born so good-looking?"

“......."

In the kitchen, there was a sound of a spatula falling to the floor.

God is no more than that. "

Hitomi Anno said disdainfully.

"Shut up, you're ready to go hungry!"

Hitomi Anno immediately put away his smile.

"Please Yukinoshita-sama cook well, I will keep my mouth shut." "

"It's good to know. "

A soft laugh rang out in the kitchen.

She found it funny.

So she smiled happily.

It was the first time she had been smiling like this in so long.

I wanted to finish this plot, but I tried my best, and my sore throat was so uncomfortable that I couldn't write it.

Continue tomorrow.