early morning.

"Ah - ah - ah -" the tone of her pronunciation fluctuated. Tang Xiaoke was standing in the yard trying to practice her pronunciation. As she inhaled and exhaled, a pair of holy objects rippled regularly.

.

Suddenly, she stopped practicing.

Because there were footsteps behind me, I turned around and saw a short-haired girl wearing home clothes with something in her hand.

Kaoru Suzuki.

"Good morning, Miss Suzuki." Tang Xiaoke greeted, and then noticed the shower pot in her hand, "Water the flowers?"

Suzuki Xun nodded slightly: "Well, after all, I have to take care of the yard."

She looked at Tang Xiaoke with a pair of silent eyes, seeming to be observing something.

Tang Xiaoke, who noticed the sight, looked away with an unnatural expression: "What, what's wrong?"

"It's okay." Suzuki Kaoru smiled lightly, "Listening to your vocal training, it seems a little rusty."

Tang Xiaoke had no choice but to scratch his head and explain: "Underground idols are also divided into those who are good at singing and those who are good at dancing. I am the type who is good at dancing but not good at singing."

"I see, then I'll water the flowers first." Suzuki Xun nodded and slowly walked past Tang Xiaoke.

"well."

Water droplets from the shower kettle fell on the delicate flowers, and the clusters of beautiful flowers made the originally monotonous yard no longer ordinary. After doing all this quietly, Suzuki Kaoru took out his mobile phone.

On the screen was the news information from a while ago, and a piece of news was published in it——

"The deceased, Jun Suzuki, was 29 years old and belonged to a group in Tokyo..."

"The information on the fugitive suspects is as follows..."

Suzuki Kaoru took back the phone and bent down to continue watering the flowers.

Crystal water drops rolled down from the emerald green leaves and dripped on the short flowers on one side, looking delicate and charming under the sunlight.

Suzuki Kaoru watched this scene quietly, until the water droplets completely penetrated into the flowers, and then slowly said:

"very nice."

…

Second floor.

"Wake up, Cheng!"

Along with a rolling sound, there was a sudden crash on the floor.

Futaba Cheng took a breath of cold air.

At this time, he was lying on the ground, and the girl with long ponytail sitting on top of him was none other than Nana Morning. There was no doubt that this guy must have used his good bed rolling skills to forcefully roll him out of bed and force him to wake up.

"Ah... I always feel like I'll be able to see my grandpa in a few years." Futaba Cheng touched his sore back and couldn't help but complain.

Fortunately, my body has become much stronger recently and I am not as uncomfortable as before.

In the morning, Nana leaned down and her cheeks were very close to Futaba Cheng's: "Who makes you always sleep in? There is a super cute childhood sweetheart who wakes you up."

"Yes, yes, such a cute morning classmate, can you please stop waking me up like this in the future?" Futaba Cheng was helpless as he pushed the face in front of him away.

"Of course. I recently learned a new move..." Nana put her hands on her hips in the morning and raised her chin proudly.

"Stop!" Futaba Cheng, realizing that something was wrong, immediately interrupted him and stood up, "I'll wash up first."

"oh."

Breakfast time.

Suzuki Kaoru seemed to have prepared breakfast early, and he seemed to be in the yard.

“It’s really getting better and better.”

After washing up, Futaba Cheng sat down and couldn't help but say something when he saw the bacon toast in front of him.

Nana also sat down in the morning, but of course she had already finished breakfast.

Seeing the breakfast on the table, she wrinkled her nose: "Actually, I can make it too. Cheng, I'll make the same one for you next time."

Futaba Cheng's hand holding the fork subconsciously trembled. He turned his head and forced a smile on his face: "That's not necessary."

If food has a dangerous level, then the food Nana cooks in the morning is the most high-end type. It is not food that is acceptable to humans at all. How terrible it is, the approximate level is as long as the food she cooks

If you put it there, the reptiles and flying insects in the yard will not come close to the nearby area.

At first, Merlin just inhaled the taste gently, and instantly stuck out his tongue. He was unconscious for several hours before being rescued by Futaba Makoto.

This is why Merlin was so scared when he heard that Nana was going to cook in the morning.

Regarding this matter, Nana in the morning was completely unaware of herself.

While they were talking, Suzuki Kaoru and others also came back, but Futaba Cheng noticed that Tang Xiaoke was also in the yard.

"Xiao Ke, have you slept well in the past few days?" Futaba Cheng asked with a smile.

Tang Xiaoke came back to his senses and said, "Well, very good."

"You look so haggard?"

"Ahaha, I've been staying up late recently to catch up on TV series, and I haven't gotten enough sleep," Tang Xiaoke said.

"Really?"

Futaba Cheng looked around, and finally glanced at the second floor subconsciously, because the girl he cared about most did not come down. In fact, something like that happened yesterday, and Futaba Cheng didn't know that he would face Gong Shirayu You again.

What expression is better to use later?

Futaba Cheng didn't see Gong Shiro Yuyou until after breakfast, maybe he just slept late.

He went to school with Morning Nana.

The next few days.

Futaba Cheng had never seen Gong Shiro Yuyou once, as if this person had disappeared in the house. If Suzuki Kaoru hadn't said there was movement in the room, he would have thought that the other party had left.

Could it be that Gong Baiyuyou is hiding from him?

But tomorrow is the day to go on a date with her.

At night, Futaba Cheng couldn't sleep. He obviously didn't take this date for material seriously. But for some reason, as the date approached, his heart became a little restless.

Is he looking forward to this date?

impossible.

It wasn't until almost dawn that he could no longer resist the fatigue and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already noon.

"It's not good!" Futaba Cheng got up quickly. After washing and running out of the room, he found a familiar figure standing by the guardrail outside the door.

She has long black hair as soft as silk and reaches her waist. She is wearing a white dress and a black ribbon. Her delicate face is expressionless. She just leans on the guardrail with her back, as if she blends into the background, giving people a unique look.

The feeling that something so beautiful should exist here.

After seeing Futaba Cheng coming out, Gong Baiyuyou's beautiful eyes slowly blinked, unable to tell her mood at the moment.

"I went to bed late." Futaba Cheng said a little embarrassed. He didn't know why he didn't fall asleep last night.

And today I promised Gong Bai Yuyou to go on a date together.

Gong Baiyuyou had no reaction after hearing what Futaba Cheng said and continued to lean on the guardrail without moving.

Angry?

"Um, Miyashiro-san?" Futaba Cheng saw that the other party was motionless and couldn't help but ask, "How long have you been standing here?"

Gong Baiyuyou held out three fingers expressionlessly.

Standing here for three hours?!

No wonder I was angry, but I could obviously wait in the living room on the first floor.

When Futaba Cheng was about to say something, the other party handed over a piece of paper——

[(?w?) My legs are numb, please help me.]

Futaba Cheng: "..."

He glanced at the expressionless Gong Baiyuyou, who nodded gently.
Chapter completed!