"Do you like this? I mean if...if you take this as a gift to you."

Nagisa Egawa will lift the dress and present the white spinning dress in three-dimensional form. Although Nagisa Egawa still feels a bit old-fashioned, there is no way to do it. After all, this dress borrows elements from ancient Greece.

But what is worth praising is that the whole dress has excellent style and no extra thread is found at all. It is purely handmade by famous designers.

It can be seen that the designer has a certain appreciation of beauty, at least the kind that will illuminate when Egawa Nagisa sees it.

Nagisa Ekawa remembers that the designer's philosophy introduced in the manual at that time was to use white dreams and brilliance.

The dress focuses on hand-sewing and exquisite workmanship. Although I don’t know much, I can see such a complex and exquisite weaving method. It is difficult to think that the degree of difficulty must be far beyond the current mainstream knitting methods. The brand’s blessing and exquisite and rare labor are naturally expensive.

Sugawara Yuzuki swept inadvertently, and the receipt was in his hand, and his heart was slightly shocked.

"Ten million yen!"

No one has ever spent the above number on her at once.

Sugawara Yuzuki's family is at a middle-income level. It is already very good to maintain such a standard of living when her mother is raised alone, but it is obviously impossible to spend so much money on clothes at one time.

Sugawara Yuzuki once fantasized about wearing beautiful and charming dresses like a princess in a fairy tale to attend a banquet. As time goes by, she gradually realized that there is a huge gap between fairy tale and reality, and the desire to have a gorgeous and charming dress was also left behind by her.

Nagisa Egawa looked at the deep love and expectation in Sugawa Yuzuki's eyes, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly. Sure enough, the girl had no resistance to this shiny, gorgeous and beautiful sight.

The black-haired girl looked at the dress and took a breath, and said with a casual expression: "How can I want such a valuable thing? For me, the dress is too few and hardly used. "Master, let's forget about it, and leave this dress to those who really need it."

Sugawara Yuzuki said this, but I think it's up to the price.

"The dress in my hand is actually given to me by the boss, so I reported your figure data to the other party." When he said this, Ekawa Nagisa's tone was a bit cut off, and he looked at the reception next to him wildly.

Fortunately, the other party clearly understood what Ekawa Nagisa meant and did not lose the chain in this place.

"Yes, I forgot to tell you just now. Jiang Chuan Jun is a good friend of our boss. If the boss was not overseas, I would not be the one who received two distinguished guests." The female receptionist echoed, and obviously her words were more fluent, much better than Ekawa Nagisa just now.

Egawa Nagisa combined with the female reception to the singing and harmony, which made Sugawa Yuzuki feel a little moved. There was no doubt that he loved this dress very much, let alone the person she loved the most.

Thinking of herself wearing a dreamy and elegant dress, walking side by side with the black-haired boy beside her, enjoying the gaze and praise from others at the gorgeous banquet, Sugawara Yuzuki's heartbeat became faster.

However, after a while of silence, Sugawara Yuzuki glanced at the dress with a lonely expression, and finally stopped at the black-haired boy.

"I'm sorry, I still can't accept this expensive dress from Ekawakun." Sugawa Yuzuki said.

Ekawa Nagisa did not rush to speak but slowly walked to the girl's side. He turned his head slightly and whispered in the black-haired girl's ear: "This dress is not a gift, nor is it a reward for you. In fact, there are some of my selfish intentions in it... So can Yuyue satisfy my little selfish desires?"

The black-haired boy showed a smile on his lips. Looking at Sugawara Yuyue's blushing side face, he continued: "Who said that Yuyue doesn't have the chance to wear it? I promise that Yuyue will not be able to fit the dresses Yuyue has in the future."

Hearing this, the black-haired girl's delicate body was trembling slightly.

Two red clouds and pink wafted on Sugawara Yuyue's cheeks, adding to the girl's temperament. The girl's eyes widened and her lips were pursed. The boy's words made her feel shy and excited.

So that's what master expects her.

Seeing the girl looks, there shouldn't be a big problem.

Egawa Nagisa secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, what she said to Sugawara Yuzuki just now was not all false. At least that sentence is true that he still has selfish thoughts. Sugawara Yuzuki's wedding dress can also satisfy his little xp.

Sugawara Yuzuki looks like a wedding dress, she must be very, very beautiful, and she will definitely kill a group of two-dimensional paper people in seconds.

The black-haired girl Egawa Nagisa didn't pay attention to the receptionist next to her. Fortunately, the receptionist who had seen countless people reacted to the good professional qualities and dragged Sugawara Yuzuki towards the dressing room.

This step was also explained to the other party by Ekawa Nagisa. Thinking that there was Kitagawa Rinhua at home, he wanted to become two people alone. It would be great if he could draw the [Shadow Cluster] in the system, and he could fully deal with this situation.

Obviously, he has no skills, so he can't do this.

Get rid of fantasy, the cold reality of Egawa Nagisa must face.

Nagisa Ekawa said to the receptionist: "Please make a look for her. It is best to ask the best hairstyle designers here for your hair. It would be better if you can dye a color. Of course, you still have to ask me about this."

Thousands of words are summed up in one sentence, I am not short of money, my master.

The staff were very sensitive to this, just like the shark smelled blood.

He made an OK gesture to the black-haired boy and began to call on his colleagues around him to come and help. Sugawara Yuzuki surrounded him and went to the dressing room.

During this period, he looked back at the boy behind him from time to time, and Ekawa Nagisa said to her in an extroverted manner: "Don't worry."

Sugawara Yuzuki, whose eyes turned back to the front, looked at her hand blankly. She found that her little head had fallen into a state of downtime. Everything came too suddenly in a short period of time. First, she met the person who had been missing for a month in the hall, and then was pulled to this luxurious and elegant clothing store by the person she admired. She could not imagine before, Sugawara Yuzuki felt that she seemed to be favored by the gods.

"And the god in her heart is the black-haired boy."

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But after seeing Sugawa Yuzuki enter the dressing room, Ekawa Chu quickly turned his head and ran out the door. Every minute and every second are extremely precious in his eyes. He must prepare the meal before Sugawa Yuzuki takes care of and changes his clothes and cannot let Kitagawa Rinka and Sugawa Yuzuki notice it.

At this time, Nagisa Ekawa deeply admired the time management master in his heart. Not everyone can do that. Managing time is also an art.

In fact, the reason why he customizes dresses is to make insurance. Sometimes emergencies cannot be avoided, so he has to make long-term plans, and dresses are one of the foreshadowings he laid.

Of course, this is not all the case. The love and guilt of Sugawara Yuzuki also accounted for a large part of it. What’s more important is that he did intend to give him a gift.

He also had to let Sugawara Yuzuki know that her status in her heart is not low, nor is it despised. The girl still has an unshakable position in his heart and is a unique existence.

In fact, this dress has a name called "mistletoe". It is translated as: Xi Parasitoe.

This is a plant that is used on Christmas garlands. It is also regarded as a "glyph" in some myths.

What is more widely circulated is that mistletoe is called "the golden branch of life" in the West, but in Nordic mythology it has become a symbol of death: Odin and the son of the god of love Friga, Bird, the god of light, was shot to death by a dart made of mistletoe by the fire god Loki. Friga's sorrowful tears dissolved the evil of mistletoe and saved his son. So she promised that no matter who stands under the mistletoe, he would give him a kiss. This myth has evolved into a Western Christmas tradition: if a woman occasionally passes by or stands in a place where mistletoe is hung, the man next to her can walk up and kiss her.

Ekawa Nagisa went to the convenience store where you could buy salad ingredients as fast as possible, and on the way in the past, I had already figured out the types of ingredients: lettuce, thumb lemon (if not, use ordinary lime lemon instead), purple cabbage tomatoes, avocados, small radish, cucumber, canned tuna, and the soul of this dish, salad dressing.

The clerk and aunt watched the boy rush in with a gust of wind, and then came to her in less than a minute, and then threw down a 5,000 yuan note and rushed out.

The black-haired boy was just like when he rushed in, and the boy was just as right when he went out, and shouted to her when he left, "Don't look for it."

The beating of the heart transmits blood oxygen to various organs, and the sprint of power even makes him feel a little pleasant, which is the carnival of the body.

Fortunately, the place where he lives is fully equipped, and the receptionist on the first floor of the apartment saw Jiang Jiangchuanzhu running in with a large bag of vegetables at lightning speed, and his face couldn't help but show a strange look.

I couldn't help but guess, what is the young master of Jiangchuan doing? A cooking experiment?

Waiting for the elevator to burn in Jiangchuanzhu, I couldn't stand as normally as usual. My body was in a state of tight muscles, and as soon as the elevator door opened, I would rush in immediately.

On the top floor of the apartment building, Kitagawa Rinhua's eyes were taken back from the clock, and it had been forty minutes since leaving Ekawa Nagisa. According to the principle, the ingredients for salads should not be difficult to buy. Generally, convenience stores have washed, sealed and packaged ingredients.

Although she is an idiot in cooking, she has made salads with no technical content several times herself, so she has a certain understanding of this dish from purchase to production.

It is not like other dishes, which are in a state of ignorance, and of course does not include sushi, sashimi, etc. It mainly points to Chinese, French, Thai, etc., which require cumbersome cooking steps.

"Is it because the boy carefully selected her, so it was delayed?"

When Jiangchuan Rinhua thought of this, her fingers began to tremble uneasyly. The purple-haired girl was wondering if she should sign up for a cooking training class, because there is a mysterious oriental ancient proverb: "If you want to grasp a man's heart, you must start by grasping his stomach."

The purple-haired girl turned on her phone and a photo appeared on the screen. It was a family photo of Nagisa Ekawa. Yes, she called the boy leaving and took a secret photo.

The more I looked at Ekawa Nagisa and Ekawa Nagisa's mother, the more I felt that Kitagawa Rinhua felt very familiar, so it also verified the previous statement that Fanchuan Haiyu during the school celebration. She and Ekawa met when they were very young.

Speaking of this, Kitagawa Rinhua's feet switched back and forth on the floor faster, and the smile on his face became stronger in the photos.

Finally, a ding dong interrupted Kitagawa Rinhua's thoughts.

Nagisa Egawa was speechless at his actions just now. As the owner of this room, he actually rang the doorbell.

The moment he opened the door, he saw Kitagawa Rinhua had already arrived at the entrance. The black-haired boy scratched his head and said carefully: "Because the nearby convenience store is not very complete, I ran away a little. You should be very hungry."

Not to mention Kitagawa Rinhua, he hungry and had a fever, and his damn demand for energy increased.

"It's okay, I'm not very hungry."

Just as the purple-haired girl was talking, a "gurgling" sound came from her stomach, which made the scene feel embarrassed for a while.

The blushing scarlet color climbed up the purple-haired girl's ears. Of course, now is not the time to appreciate the shyness of the beautiful girl.

"I'll go cook now." The black-haired boy whispered as he passed by Kitagawa Rinha.

Kitagawa Rinhua noticed the sweat beads on Ekawa Nagisa's neck, and his voice was a little erratic: "Well... thank you for your hard work."

"I can't even get a few decent dishes. Kitagawa Rinhua, you are so failed." The purple-haired girl lowered her head and squeezed her hands tightly, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

In the short period of time that the purple-haired girl imagined, Eichuan Nagisa had already turned on the focus mode.

The thawed pickled wagyu beef when leaving was put into a cast iron pot of butter and thyme. At the same time, the black-haired boy began to cut vegetables. The blade on his hand turned into silver light, and all the ingredients were cut into what the black-haired boy expected.

He must make all the gaps in a short time when he draws the bow left and right, and he must seize all the gaps.

When Kitagawa Rinhua came to the kitchen, she looked surprised on her face. The ingredients that were still in various packaging bags had been completely cut and mixed well.

The boy was holding a spoon and pouring butter sauce on Wagyu beef. When he noticed the girl's arrival, the black-haired boy asked, "Is it okay to cook 70%?"

Kitagawa Rinhua finally confirmed that everything was true, not a magic trick. "Yes, I usually choose this familiarity."

As soon as the girl finished speaking, Ekawa Nagisa picked up the beef. The whole piece of beef with a gum-colored beef was on the cutting board for less than a second. The boy cut it with a sharp blade, and the pink section was perfectly presented. Seeing this pink color, Kitagawa Rinhua knew that this beef would not be bad either."

The black-haired boy didn't wash the pot, so I was going to stir-fry one with the remaining butter, with mushrooms and black pepper dipping sauce.

After a while.

Two large bowls of beef rice were presented in front of the purple-haired girl. Eichuan Nagisa flipped the vegetable sand in the glass bowl and greeted the girl to sit down.

"いただきます" (I started to move)

Two voices rang out together.
Chapter completed!