Tokyo host

Chapter 169 One lie needs countless lies to make up

Perhaps because he noticed Nana's eyes in the morning, Kaoru Suzuki kept a distance from Futaba Makoto calmly, and stretched out his hand to touch his forehead slightly——

Then he looked pensive.

As if she was measuring the body temperature of others with her hands, after seeing this scene in the morning, Nana walked down the stairs quickly - when she found Makoto Futaba leaning back on the sofa with her eyes closed, she asked in a low voice:
"Acheng what happened?"

"I saw that his complexion was a bit unwell, and he thought he had a cold." After Kaoru Suzuki finished speaking, he stood up slowly, took a blanket from the sofa beside him, and covered Makoto Futaba.

"Is Makoto okay...why does my complexion look fine?" Seeing Futaba Makoto's rosy complexion in the morning, Nana wondered why Kaoru Suzuki said his complexion was not good.

"It was pretty bad just now, maybe it's a flashback now." After Kaoru Suzuki finished speaking, Nana suddenly became anxious in the morning, and she even stammered and asked:

"Eh?! Then, let's call an ambulance!"

Perhaps awakened by Nana's voice in the morning, Makoto Futaba opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Nana's expression about to cry.

He blinked, a little puzzled: "Nai Nai... what's wrong?"

"Ah Cheng, you're awake, are you okay?!" Nana hurriedly asked in the morning, not forgetting to hold Futaba Makoto's head and look left and right.

Futaba Makoto's head was pulled into the girl's arms and rubbed left and right, while feeling the softness and warmth, his face was full of doubts.

Didn't he just take a nap?

Kaoru Suzuki at the side gave him a faint look.

Although Futaba Makoto didn't quite understand what the other party meant, he still wisely chose not to explain anything—and Nana checked Futaba Makoto in the morning, and was relieved when he found that nothing happened:
"It's all right, great."

Although he really wanted to complain about what happened to him, Makoto Futaba still said to Nana in the morning: "I'm going back to my room to rest."

"Then do you want to take some medicine?"

"Uh... no need."

"Eat some."

"It's really not necessary."

Makoto Futaba finally returned to his room and heaved a sigh of relief. Of course he didn't know what happened, but it probably had something to do with Kaoru Suzuki... Could it be that Suzuki did something while he was sleeping?
It should be impossible.

Futaba shrugged.

downstairs--

"Suzuki Suzuki, I found a recipe here, which seems to be very useful for colds." In less than half an hour, Suzuki Kaoru, who was sitting in the living room reading a book, saw Morning Nana who came over.

"Recipe?" Kaoru Suzuki glanced at the phone handed over by the other party, and found that it was a recipe, probably made with ginger, which has the effect of warding off the cold.

"Well, can I do it for Ah Cheng?" Nana nodded repeatedly in the morning and then scratched her head in embarrassment.

"You also know that when I cook, I tend to fail a little..."

While talking for a while, Nana didn't forget to pinch her fingers and make slight movements.

"I understand." Kaoru Suzuki nodded slightly after finishing speaking.

In the morning, Nana suddenly became happy: "Thank you, I will treat you to ice cream later!"

"Ah."

After seeing Nana leave in the morning, Kaoru Suzuki turned his head slightly: "Although this guy is a little simple, he really cares about that guy..."

Recalling the ginger dish, the girl sighed slowly: "After telling a lie, countless lies are needed to fill in the so-called truth."

……

night.

"..."

Makoto Futaba looked at the dishes on the table with some doubts, because he found that there was no such thing in the dishes in front of everyone.

A black-red egg, and a few flakes of unknown substance were placed on the plate together.

Seeing Makoto Futaba looking around, Nana pointed to the black eggs on the plate with a smile in the morning: "Cheng, try this."

"What is this?" Makoto Futaba looked at the black-red egg, and then smelled it, a slightly pungent sour smell filled his nostrils.

And, only he has?
"You are not in good health. This is the ginger vinegar egg specially prepared for you in the morning." Kaoru Suzuki said lightly.

"What kind of dark dish is ginger vinegar egg?"

"There are recipes, and they are relatively famous delicacies in some places."

When Makoto Futaba wanted to say how bad his health was, he suddenly noticed Kaoru Suzuki's expression, as if he understood something.

Looks like it's Suzuki's fault again.

Seeing Nana in the morning with an expectant face on the side, Futaba Makoto looked at the black and red egg with a sour taste in front of him again, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

This is totally out of the question, right?

At this time, a panda's head suddenly popped out from the side, and Gong Baiyuyou, who was wearing panda pajamas, put her pretty face in front of the egg and smelled it, then retracted with a bitter expression, and did not forget to leave a piece of paper behind.

[(ω`) sour~~~]
Seeing that the foodie Gong Bai couldn't keep his mouth shut, Futaba Makoto originally wanted to resist, but after seeing the expressions of Nana and Suzuki in the early morning, he thought about it, and finally picked up the chopsticks——

Taking a bite, I thought I had eaten a piece of black lemon.But among the sweet and sour taste of the egg, the sweet taste is even better. Not only that, the sweet and sour taste is full of ginger, which surprised Makoto Futaba.

"It's delicious?"

Makoto Futaba, who thought it was some kind of dark cuisine, nodded slightly after eating the eggs in two or three mouthfuls:

"good to eat."

Kaoru Suzuki breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed to the small cooking pot beside him: "There are more."

"One more."

"it is good."

After eating two, Makoto Futaba also felt that he was almost ready, so he began to eat other dishes—perhaps due to the effect of ginger, Makoto Futaba's appetite was strong, and he finished eating quickly.

But he also noticed that the panda girl beside him had started to wipe her lips gently with a handkerchief, and the plates were naturally clean.

"Sure enough, it's still not as good as Gong Bai." Futaba Cheng also didn't know why Gong Bai Yuyou could eat so quickly when he was unhurried.

Perhaps sensing that Futaba was thinking about his own affairs, Gong Baiyu tilted his head in a panda hat, and looked at him with a delicate and pretty face expressionless.

"It's okay." Makoto Futaba shook his head.

Gong Baiyu looked at Shuangye Cheng's hesitant to speak, her quiet eyes fluctuated, and finally touched in her pajamas.

Under his weird gaze, Gong Baiyu struggled to take out a bag of chocolates from his pocket, and finally handed it over as if he had made some painful decision.

As if she couldn't bear to see all of this, the girl moved her eyes aside, as if saying on her face, "Take it away, before I regret it!" ]
"I didn't intend to ask for the snacks you hid!" Makoto Futaba said dumbfounded.

Gong Baiyuyou's hand retracted like lightning, and her eyes blinked innocently.

(End of this chapter)