My love options are wrong

Chapter 64 The Little Cook, Qing Lingsang

Seeing the lively scene, Yuanye Haruhi couldn't help sighing in his heart, this is the real youth at the age of 56.

With a group of partners who work hard together, you don’t feel tired even if you train hard every day!Instead, there is a sense of fulfillment.

I have been working hard for a dream, the national competition, a real big stage for national live broadcast!
The honors won on the field stimulate the hearts of all high school students, especially at this rebellious age who cares about face. They all hope that they will be the protagonist and become famous!

Baseball, soccer, basketball, tennis, volleyball...

Guitar, band, violin, symphony...

As long as you can think of the content of the competition, there are national competitions held in Japan, and even high school students can participate in the election and win the title of the most beautiful boy or the most beautiful woman in Japanese high school in one fell swoop.

Life in high school is colorful, unless you have a heart to go home.

Do you want to find a club to join in and have fun?Do you also want to feel the passionate youth?
Haruhi leaned against the window, letting the wind blow loose his loose hair.

Haruhi Haruno, who calmed down to work, was very handsome, and Eri Momoya, who was driving beside him, couldn't help but glance at him several times.

"Haruhi, what are you going to have for dinner?" Eri Momoya asked.

"Qing Ling, she cooks at night." Yuan Yechun said, when he said this, there was an unstoppable smile on his face, as if he was very happy and relieved about it.

Seeing this scene, Momoya Eri felt happy for the two "brothers and sisters". They are really enviable brothers and sisters, so she invited them,

"Well, the two of you come to my house for dinner tomorrow night, and I will cook for you."

"Well, okay, then I'll trouble Erika-san tomorrow night."

Haruhi Haruno nodded after thinking about it, and then grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and Momoya Eri couldn't help but blush when she saw it.

It's just too powerful.

The black Toyota drove into the small courtyard and pulled over.

The two got out of the car, and now the sky was getting dark. After seeing Momoya Eri back to the room on the second floor, Haruhi Haruno took out the key and returned to his warm rental house with faint lights.

The living room of the rental house is small, and as soon as Chunri entered the door, he heard the crackling sound of cooking.

At the same time, there was a faint vegetable fragrance in the air.

After more than a week of training and self-study, Miss Qing Ling already felt that cooking was nothing more than that.

Now her culinary skills have reached an astonishing level (she herself thinks that coupled with Haruhi's all-time beautiful farts.)
In particular, the cake baking technique learned in the family health education class at school is even more pure and pure (in her own opinion)

Looking at the two half-eaten small cakes on the coffee table, I couldn't see their original appearance, but the cream slipped along the cake embryo. When the girl tasted it, it was true that some of them were left for the handsome boys, but half of each was left.

Haruhi can only repair it through imagination, well, it still looks like a small cube.

Putting down his schoolbag and walking into the small kitchen, he saw Qingling Meilong who was stirring up dishes.

The fan apron is tied on the slender waist, the delicate face is covered with beads of sweat, a pair of slender and well-proportioned long legs, and the whole person is extremely serious.

The aura emanating from all over her body seemed out of place with the narrow environment around her, as if she was a goddess who fell into the world and was glued to the fireworks.

Haruhi was thinking about whether to change to a better rental house, but that would keep Mrs. Momoya away, so this matter has to be discussed again.

Miss Qingling wearing an apron had a different feeling, Yuan Yechun smiled and walked towards the beautiful little chef.

Walking behind Qingling Meilong, he wrapped his hands around the waist that was tightly grasped, lowered his head to rest on the fragrant shoulder, took a deep breath, and a faint fragrance came.

The little cook gave him a blank look, but didn't speak, and continued to turn the shovel in her hand.

"What are you doing? It smells so good, Qing Lingsang!" Yuanye Chunri hugged the delicate body in his arms, couldn't help but want to rub it vigorously, and slowly raised his hands, separated by several layers of clothes.

The brand-new apron was a little wrinkled, and Qingling Meilong was still cooking calmly, but after a while, two blushes rose on her little face.

Yuanye Chunri had already lowered her head and kissed that white and tender neck, and after planting two strawberries, she began to kiss that pink and tender little face.

Qing Ling Meilong couldn't calm down any longer, he just felt itchy all over his body, and the little hand holding the spatula couldn't help but tremble a little.

Glancing at it, he saw that the heat was almost ready, Yuanye Haruhi reached out to extinguish the stove, and turned the little cook over.

The effect of these days of exercise was now apparent, and he lifted Qingling Meilong up into the air and placed him on the kitchen countertop, then lowered his head and kissed her ruddy little mouth.

Qingling Meilong also cooperated very well, stretching out two slender arms to wrap around Haruhi's neck.

The setting sun in the evening reflected in this small rental house, sprinkled on the ground, and it was golden.The sunset glow in the sky was already dyed red, and a few wild geese flew slowly towards the sun until they disappeared.

Qing Ling Meilong came out of the kitchen. After wiping some red and swollen lips and the hickey marks on her neck, she untied the pleated apron around her waist as she walked. There were two blushes on her expressionless face, and she looked pure and lustful.

He threw the apron aside, picked up the remote control to turn on the TV, and sat on the sofa to move his sore ankles.

After a while, Yuanye Chunri came out of the kitchen, holding two plates in his hands, and there were dishes that sold well on the plates.

It has been a week since Missy started cooking for the first time. Compared with the dark cooking at the beginning, Miss Qingling's progress has almost changed qualitatively.

Almost moved Haruhi to tears, finally, finally, I don't have to risk myself anymore! !
That period of time was the closest period for Haruhi Haruno to remember the revolving door of life, it was too painful, it was obviously very strange and difficult to eat, but you still had to eat it all.

But fortunately, since the eldest lady can't get up in the morning, Haruhi only needs to be tortured at night.

However, Haruhi Haruno would like to thank Asami Matsushita the most, for the weekly home economics class - sewing or cooking.

That day, the cooking classroom was full of students, Haruhi Haruno, Mitaka Kiyoro, and Mai Hanai were divided into a group.

Regarding this grouping, after glancing at the duo standing next to them with their arms folded and their faces full of pride, Haruhi said that those who can do more work, and he did all the things in the group by himself.

After all, he knew Qingling Meilong's level. As for Mai Hanai?Looking at that brainless look, I told you clearly that I won't help, and I can't count on the two of them.

Crouching dragon and phoenix chick.

It was Yuriko Ogata from the next group who wanted to help them, but Qing Lingmeilong just glanced at them lightly, and Ogata, who was about to say something, was scared back.

As a result, unexpectedly, when Yuanye Chunri was about to crack eggs, Qingling Meilong took the initiative to ask for work.

"Hey, let me break the eggs, you go and do other things." Qingling Meilong said coldly. In school, she seemed to have become that glamorous big sister again.

Haruhi raised her eyebrows, and handed over the beaten egg container in her hand. Mitaka Kiyoto seemed very proud, but when she looked at the orderly cooking team next door, especially when Yuriko Ogata became the chef.

Qing Lingsang seemed to be comparing something in secret, and she didn't know who she was competing with, as she groaned coldly while stirring the egg liquid.

Perhaps this group sensed Haruhi's difficulties.

In other words, Kasuga has been running to the office every day these days, and he has already become familiar with Asami Matsushita.

The home economics teacher personally came down to instruct Haruhi and the others to bake cakes.

Somewhat unexpectedly, Qingling Meilong obediently listened to him like a studious baby.

Mai Huai was a little stunned when she saw this scene, is this still Qingling Meilong who usually cares about nothing?
However, even if Qingling Meilong behaved strangely, no one got up to ask why, or to make a joke.

Perhaps feeling the determination to learn cooking, Asami Matsushita began to teach the three of them very seriously.

No, to be precise, it is teaching Qing Ling Meilong.

"Student Qingling, when you make the cake embryo, you must... do it this way, the cake will be softer and more delicious."

Asami Matsushita spoke earnestly, Miraka Kiyoro stood aside wearing an apron and listened carefully, nodding from time to time.

It's like the ancient giants who passed on the experience of exercises to the little brother.

Finally, under the guidance of Mr. Matsushita, Qingling Meilong made a dessert cake that looked good.

When Qingling Meilong took out the plate from the oven wearing thick cotton gloves, everyone couldn't help but look over.

There is a faint milk fragrance in the air.

Since Mr. Matsushita has been guiding by the side, their group was the first to make it.

Staring at the cake that was baked for the first time in his life, Qing Ling Meilong couldn't regain his senses for a long time.

The cake looks very ordinary, I haven't tried the taste yet, but I think it's about the same.

For the three pieces of cake, Qingling Meilong and Yuanye Haruhi each had one piece, but Qing Lingsang put away the big piece that originally belonged to Mai Hanai at the end.

"Qingling~" Mai Hanai said pitifully.

"No, I won't give you food."

Qingling Meilong said lightly, and at the same time stretched out his hand to hold the box and began to pack the last piece of cake.

"But why can that guy eat it?" Hanai Mai still pointed to Haruhi Haruno, who was eating deliciously, beside him.

Because this guy wants to work out, the cake he gets is a small piece, but he still eats it very happily.

"He worked, but you didn't." Qingling Meilong cast a glance.

Hearing these words, Yuanye Haruhi showed a row of big white teeth provocatively.

The angry Mai Hanai trembled for a while, but there was nothing she could do. She was indeed watching from the side just now, and she didn't help at all.

Helpless, I had no choice but to act like a baby with Miss Qingling again, to see if I could taste it.

It is said that after this class, Qing Ling also specially added the contact information with the beautiful and gentle teacher Matsushita, so as to discuss some things about cooking.

This is also the main reason why Qing Lingsang has made rapid progress.

　Thank you for your support, if this book is published in Sanjiang, I will dress up as a woman! !
　　
　
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