I'm tired, break up

"Yuhihama Special Milk Cookies! Please use them!"

Yuigahama Yui sent a plate of cookies to Fujiwara Yuki and Yukinoshita Yukino with a smile.

Fujiwara held down Yukinoshita Yukino's sleeve with his wrist without moving, and took a piece into his mouth first.

"Sweetness and aroma are all perfect, and the color and crispness are flawed, but they are still very good biscuits." Fujiwara Shiki said calmly: "If you judge by the standards of beginners, it can even be called 'perfect'. "

Until this time, Fujiwara Yuki quietly loosened the restraint on Yukinoshita, the girl glanced at him, showing "Are you a child?" in an angry look.

Fujiwara Yuki turned a blind eye and kept his back straight.

After hearing the comments, Yuigahama Yui, who didn't notice the small movements of the two, was greatly relieved.

"It's really bad hospitality."

She showed a shy smile at Fujiwara Yuki, and quietly let go of the tightly held hands under the apron. Obviously, the girl's heart was not as confident as she appeared on the outside.

On the other side, Yukinoshita Yukino who took a bite of the biscuit lowered her head. She glanced at the biscuit on her fingertips in surprise, and lightly poked Fujiwara Yuki's elbow.

Fujiwara Yuki twitched his hand to avoid Yukinoshita's fingers, and took out three hundred-yen coins from his pocket. "Yugahama-san, could you please buy a can of coffee and a can of strawberry yogurt? As a reward, you can choose a can of drink yourself."

"No problem, Master Fujiwara!"

The door of the home economics classroom was opened and closed, and only after the girl's cheerful footsteps "thud thud thud" went away, Fujiwara Yuki turned to look at Yukinoshita beside him.

"what's up?"

"Yubihama really has the talent to become a chef?" Yukinoshita's voice was full of surprise, which couldn't help but surprise her, because the gap between the two cookies is so big that even with her own eyes As you can see, Yukinoshita Yukino also finds it hard to believe that it was made by the same person.

"I don't know." Fujiwara Yuki replied.

"Didn't you just say that she is the Van Gogh of the chef world?"

"That's what I lied to her."

Yukino Yukino was stunned.

"Baking cookies is one of the easiest foods to make. You only need to follow the procedure honestly. Even a robot can bake delicious cookies." Fujiwara pushed his glasses. "I've seen her first production. The reason for her failure was that she took too much initiative. She always wanted to give a little bit of her own characteristics. The solution to this problem is also very simple. Use words to seal her initiative. Just sex, like I just did."

Yukinoshita stared at Yuki Fujiwara, her eyes were a little dazed mixed with astonishment, she seemed to be at a loss for such Fujiwara Yuki.

"Can't you see who she wants to send the biscuits to?" Yukinoshita Yukino couldn't help but lower her voice. "If she knew that your words were actually lying to her, she would be very sad, right?"

"I don't care who she likes, and I don't care if she will be sad. I help teach Yuigahama Yui's cooking skills and solve her problems, just because this is Yukinoshita Yukino's request, that's all." Fujiwara Yuki He glanced at Yukinoshita Yukino. "Why do you look uncomfortable?"

"Sorry, I'm just not used to it." Yukinoshita shook her head. "After all, I rarely see you lying."

"In this world, there are two women that a man must not deceive. One is the mother and the other is the lover."

Yukinoshita Yukino looked away, this time her face was really red.

But immediately Fujiwara Yuki added another sentence. "Of course, it's you today, but not tomorrow."

"you"

"Do you want me to lie to you?" Fujiwara Zhi asked again.

Yukinoshita Yukino couldn't even make a sound this time, she stared at Fujiwara Yuki and silently clenched her fists.

At this moment, the door of the home economics classroom was gently opened.

Then he asked in a low voice: "Senior Fujiwara, are you there?"

"I'm here." Fujiwara Zhi raised his right hand.

"That..." Under Yukinoshita's deep gaze, the wingman lady who was holding a large notebook shrank her head. "Did I come at a bad time?"

When Yubihama, who was running errands, turned around, the number of people in the home economics classroom officially increased to four.

"Hello Yukinoshita-senpai." Isshiroba stretched out his right hand to Yukinoshita Yukino from a sitting position. "Officially introducing myself, I am Isshiroha, a first-year student, and I am currently studying with Fujiwara-senpai with the goal of improving my academic ability."

"Yukinoshita Yukino, a sophomore, and Yui Hihama Yui over there is also a sophomore." Yukinoshita Yukino shook hands with her, and asked thoughtfully, "Isshiki, do you like ramen noodles?" ?"

"I don't hate it, but I can't say I like it." The smile on Yi Shiyu's face remained unchanged. "Why did Yukinoshita-senpai suddenly ask this?"

"Nothing, just curious"

"I know, I know!" Yuigahama raised her right hand, and since she made a cookie that was rated as "perfect" by Yuki Fujiwara, she seemed to have become more confident. "It must be someone Fujiwara-san likes again? This time it's a girl who likes to eat ramen, right?"

"Yubihama-senpai seems to be very familiar with senior." Isshiroha suddenly tilted his head and asked.

"Of course, of course it's because Fujiwara-san is mentioned a lot by girls in our grade." Yuigahama laughed dryly. "Everyone says Fujiwara-san is the 'Sobu Tall Stallion'."

Isshiki laughed out loud.

"Big stallion?" Fujiwara Zhi repeated and nodded. "This nickname is not bad, it sounds much better than 'Emperor Penguin' or something."

Among the four, only Yukinoshita Yukino had a bad face.

"You seem proud to be called a stallion?"

"It's not good to be called a stallion, but it's not necessarily a big stallion. It will become a world-renowned writer." (Chinese)

This sudden foreign language made Isshiroha and Yuigahama Yui look bewildered, only Yukinoshita understood.

"You still tell bad jokes about China?"

"Actually, I was a Chinese in my previous life." Fujiwara Yuki said calmly.

No one spoke, Yukinoshita Yukino stared at Fujiwara Yuki indifferently, and Isshiroba looked back and forth at him with the eyes of "Have you suffered from the second illness?"

"Haha, don't be joking, Fujiwara-san, China is very conservative." Only Yubihama ran out to smooth things over.

"I am open because I am a special case among the Chinese. The reason why I will be reborn in Japan in this life is because I hooked up with the Japanese Yan Mo on Huangquan Road, and was stolen by her from the underworld and brought to Santuchuan. Later And because she was tired of her, she proposed to break up, and in the end she kicked her off the ferry in annoyance."

The scene was quiet again.

Isshiroha and Yuigahama exchanged glances in silence, even Yukinoshita had a look of surprise and uncertainty.

"Were you really a Chinese in your previous life?"

This time it was his turn to be stunned.

"Why do you suddenly believe it?"

"Because" Yubihama said timidly: "The experience just now is really similar to what Fujiwara-san can do."

"Hey, senior, what does Lord Yan Mo look like? Isn't she a Hei Changzhi Yujie?" Wingman Yi Caiyu tried to find some interesting gossip through what he saw and heard recently.

Fujiwara Shiki retorted without raising his head, "No, Yan Mo is a nagging short man with green hair and flat chest."

As soon as the voice fell, Fujiwara Yuki closed his mouth and fell into a strange silence.

"Senior? What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, it's just a little strange." Fujiwara Yuki shook his head. "I just wanted to say that Yan Mo is a sister Hei Changzhi Yu."