"this……"

Kaoru Suzuki said: "You don't need to go all out to provide meals to the tenants. At this price of rent, giving is a sign of affection, and not giving is a duty. If you do this, you are putting the cart before the horse."

"Yeah." Futaba Makoto did not deny it. In fact, in his mind, the daily rental income of the system is provided based on the quality of tenants. This is like raising a house in a game called "Plants vs. Zombies".

Several sunflowers, although almost useless in combat, provide precious sunlight - that is, daily rent. Now there are several sunflowers at home. To be honest, Futaba Makoto just wants to be nice to these "money trees"

.

For example, if Gong Baiyuyou stops renting a car and runs away, his daily income will be reduced by a large amount, and he will not even find a place to cry.

However, what Suzuki Kaoru said is not unreasonable. Thinking too positively about some things seems to have the opposite effect.

"Of course, as a tenant, I can't stop you from doing anything. This is just a reminder." Suzuki Xun hugged her elbows, "After all, if you are always nice to some people, she will remember if you are a little short of it.

Live for a lifetime - in other words, if you never provide the other party with meals and only come once in a while, the other party will be very grateful to you."

"Is it a common phenomenon?" Futaba Cheng smiled.

"This is human nature." Suzuki Kaoru said.

…

After Suzuki Kaoru finished speaking, he returned to the kitchen and continued cooking.

Futaba Cheng looked at the cat claw button in his hand, and finally his eyes slowly moved to Merlin beside him.

"Meow?" Merlin looked cute.

Futaba Makoto glued several cat claw buttons next to the cat's bowl where Merlin usually eats.

Looking at the fat cat squatting next to him, he said: "Well, if you are hungry in the future, just press this button to remind me to feed you."

Merlin curled his tail. He stood up as if he understood, stretched out his claws and punched the button: "Meow, meow, meow, meow!"

The monitor beside me was beeping.

"Don't press it now!"

During the meal, Futaba Makoto stood at the dining table, looking at Suzuki Kaoru who was sitting quietly at this moment.

"What?" Sensing Futaba Cheng's gaze, Suzuki Kaoru raised his head and seemed a little confused.

Futaba Cheng smiled: "It's time to eat now, do you think I should ask them to come down?"

Suzuki Kaoru narrowed his eyes with a rare smile: "You are the landlord, it is your right to do what you want, ask me what to do."

"I feel like you have a little more experience than me in this area, so I just want to learn from it."

"I have no experience either." Suzuki Kaoru pushed her temple hair behind her ears and said with her hands on her cheeks, "No matter what it is."

"What's the meaning?"

Suzuki Kaoru's mouth curved dangerously: "Want to know?"

Futaba Cheng shrugged: "Forget it."

Finally, Futaba Cheng chose to use line to ask the two of them if they wanted to have dinner. Soon, Tang Xiaoke came down.

She wore a navel-baring suspender top that showed off her figure, and her long silver-gray hair lay lazily on it. However, Futaba Cheng felt that the other person's size was not as prominent as before, as if she was being restrained.

Could it be... that it's a legendary item that seals sacred objects?

"Good evening, Cheng." Tang Xiaoke seemed to have just woken up and yawned.

"Good evening, Xiao Ke."

Suzuki Kaoru on the side seemed to be surprised by the names the two people called each other. When did the two people have such a close relationship?

"What's wrong?" Futaba Makoto asked, seemingly noticing Suzuki Kaoru's strange expression.

Suzuki Kaoru first looked at Futaba Makoto, then took a step back: "You finally took action against the tenant?"

"Eh?"

After understanding the general situation, Tang Xiaoke explained with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, in our country, names are very casual. It seems that you have misunderstood me."

"Indeed, except for the good relationship between us, we rarely call people by their real names."

"That seems to be the case."

While a few people were chatting, there was sudden movement from the second floor. Futaba Cheng looked up and found Gong Baiyuyou coming down.

After sitting down, she still looked expressionless, with no ripples on her delicate face.

only……

"Is your pajamas a little weird?" Futaba Cheng pointed at the other party's dried fish pajamas. No, this is quite strange?!

The head of the dried fish is upward, but Gong Bai Yuyou's cheeks are exposed on the abdomen, making her look like a dried salted fish that has been dried for 7,749 days!

After hearing what Futaba Makoto said, the other party took out his notebook——

[Obviously so cute.]

"Is it cute?!" Futaba Cheng had doubts about Miyashiro Yuyu's aesthetics. Although the comics he drew were so exquisite and realistic, why did he like these weird decorations?

"I think it's quite cute." Kaoru Suzuki said.

After Shuangye Cheng heard this, he finally looked at Tang Xiaoke: "Miss Xiaoke, what do you think?"

"Uh..." Tang Xiaoke scratched his hair and finally whispered:

"I don't know if it's because Miss Gongbai is pretty, but I think this pajamas is quite cute."

Futaba Cheng: "..."

At this time, Gong Bai Yuyou stretched out her hand and poked Futaba Cheng. Although there was still no change on her face, Futaba Cheng inexplicably read a kind of "I'm right" in her eyes.

, is the feeling that something is wrong with you.

"Okay." Futaba Cheng began to doubt his own aesthetics.

After dinner, Tang Xiaoke was responsible for washing the dishes and clearing the table. Looking at her deft manner, it seemed that she could tell that the other party had done these things before.

After Futaba Cheng sat in the living room for a while, he planned to go back to the room to play games.

But when he was about to enter the room, he noticed that the door of the room at the end - Gong Bai Yuyou's was open, and she herself was standing by the door with her head exposed.

There is an indescribable contradiction between the fish head looking up at the starry sky and Gong Bai Yuyou's face.

"Call me?" Futaba Cheng nodded.

Gong Baiyuyou also nodded slightly.

After seeing this, Futaba Cheng walked over and entered Gong Bai Yuyou's room.

It was very dark inside, with only the computer on the side lit.

Just when Futaba Cheng was wondering what Gong Baiyu was doing when he called him into the room, the other party suddenly took off his pajamas. In the dark room, only a pair of jewel-like eyes were bright.

"Miyashiro?" Futaba Cheng was stunned for a moment.

At this time, the other party pulled him onto the bed, and then sat directly on Futaba Cheng.

Gong Baiyu leaned down, perhaps because she was only wearing underwear, the temperature of the contact was extremely clear.

"Do you want to take pictures again?" Futaba Cheng coughed dryly. He looked around, but did not find the location of the camera.
Chapter completed!