Kanagawa Taoist College Students

After eating a delicious breakfast of rice cakes, it was proposed by melon and Mai, and several people wrote a boy's day message in the living room.

Of course, the Boys' Day custom did not write a message, it is a temporary "invention" of the melon and the Mai, in her words, Qixi Festival can write a message of wishes, why not Boys Day?

Chiba Sayuri and the island are favored by Gui, and Li Xuehao itself does not matter, it is to accompany them "mad" once.

The melons are given to one person with a paper tag with a line, and then four people sit around the coffee table.

Li Xuehao picked up the pen, but did not immediately start it. Since it is to play with them seriously, it can't be too perfunctory, at least it must be carefully "thinking".

Looked at the three people of Chiba Sayuri, they are also a serious expression of thinking, also did not immediately write.

"Gorgeous sauce, what are you going to write?" Guasheng's eyeballs moved and looked over.

After the hearing of Chiba Sayuri and the island on the side, I also focused on him.

"It’s not valid when you say it." Li Xuehao said quietly, in fact, he was going to write one at random, and no one knew anything.

When this sentence came out, several people were somewhat disappointed, but they also knew that this was a "secret" and could not be forced.

"Oh, I thought about it..." Gua Ma Mai suddenly yelled and screamed on the coffee table, but blocked the paper tag with her hand to avoid being seen what she was writing.

After the careful thinking of Chiba Sayuri and the island, I began to write, and the action was the same as that of melon, and it was also prevented from being discovered.

In fact, if Li Xuehao wants to know what a few people are writing, it is very simple for him. However, this kind of personal investigation, of course, he will not do so so badly.

However, the expressions of several people are different, and they can be guessed faintly.

For example, if you eat melon, you can write it all the time and laugh. It is estimated that it is written in a mess, and you may see the kind of blushing heartbeat.

And Chiba Sayuri is cold-faced and can't see what her heart is thinking.

As for the island, it is expensive, and I don’t know what I wrote. The cheeks have risen two blushes, and the estimate is the content that is embarrassing to her.

Li Xuehao also pretended to write it up. When several people finished writing the pen, he also just happened to finish it.

"Now I want to hang it up, but unfortunately there is no bamboo." Gua Mai said, while watching a few people, "I can help you find a place to hang up, I promise, will never peek." The three men reached out.

Chiba Sayuri was directly cold-faced and took the paper sign.

The island shook his head in a hurry, and was afraid that she would come over and grab it. Hold the paper tag in his hand and hold it firmly.

Li Xuehao naturally wouldn't believe her any more. If she gave her a paper sign, she could hold back if she couldn't read it.

“叮咚~叮咚~” The doorbell suddenly sounded outside the door.

Li Xuehao put the paper tag on the coffee table, but when the eyes of the three people in the melon and the maiden were all eager to concentrate on the past, they smirked and collected the paper and put it in the pocket.

This move obviously disappoints the three people who think that they are organic, but Li Xuehao has already gone outside to open the door.

Outside the door is Mrs. Hosoya, with a large tray on her hands, and the plate is filled with a scorpion wrapped in bamboo leaves. Unlike zg's scorpion, the Japanese-style scorpion is shaped like a cone of growth.

"Zhen Zhongjun, this is my nephew, please tasting it." Hosoya Riko said with a gentle face, and with some embarrassment on his face, may be worried that her nephew does not suit their appetite.

"Thank you, Mrs. Hosoya." Li Xuehao was not polite, he took it over. "So I will wait for you to wait for the tray?"

"Okay, then I will not bother, rude." Hosoya Riko nodded, his eyes glanced at him behind his eyes, and did not see the figure, then turned and left.

Close the door, Li Xuehao walked into the living room with the plate.

"Purple sauce, who is it?" Gua Ma Ma back to the door, for a while has not found him brought something in.

"There is something to eat, do you want to try it?" Li Xuehao, although a few talents have just finished breakfast, but it is okay to taste one or two dice.

Hearing what he had eaten, the melon was turned back in an instant, saw the things on his hands, bounced off the floor, jumped to him, and his eyes glowed: "It’s a donkey, I want to eat!"

Saying, I have taken out a scorpion from the tray and first removed it.

Li Xuehao saw that she was like a starving ghost. She shook her head helplessly and sent the tray to the front of the Chiba Sayuri and the island. They also took one.

Li Xuehao put the tray on the coffee table. Although he was not hungry, he took a dice and opened the line.

The Japanese-style scorpion is not only different in appearance from the zg scorpion, but also completely different inside.

Japanese-style hazelnuts do not need raw glutinous rice bags, but the flour used. Mix the flour first with water, then take it and steam it. After steaming, wrap it in bamboo leaves.

So open the scorpion and see that there is not a grain of rice inside, but a group of things that are as translucent as jelly, similar to rice cake. In fact, this is a rice cake, just a layer of "outerwear" than the rice cake.

In the guise of Mrs. Hosoya’s bag, I also added bean stuffing, biting it in the mouth, sweet and soft, with a fresh scent of eucalyptus leaves, and the taste is very good.

Li Xuehao no longer eats after eating one, although the taste is very good, but the sweet food is not his favorite.

Chiba Sayuri and the island are eaten by one person and no longer eaten.

The melon and the maiden were completely different. It seemed that they could not stop. Just like the breakfast that had just been eaten, they ate three in a row and reached for the fourth.

"Ma clothing sister, if you eat again, tomorrow will at least weigh one kilogram." Li Xuehao reminded him kindly, even if the taste is good, it should be appropriate.

“Hate!” Gua Ma Mai glanced at him, but he didn’t take it anymore. His face suddenly showed a sigh of color. “Yes, let’s leave it to Uncle Geng Ping and Li Huazi’s aunt, don’t know when they are. Go home."

"It is estimated that it will be more than three o'clock in the afternoon." Li Xuehao looked up and looked at the wall clock on the wall and said that he had called with his parents before, and they said that they started at 12 o'clock local time yesterday, about 14 hours or so, Tokyo in the afternoon. The time arrived at almost three o'clock. It will take more than half an hour to get back from Yokohama City from the airport.