Chapter 572

"Where's my brother?" Qingqian changed her clothes and came down from the stairs, only to see Keigo Atobe sitting on the sofa in the living room drinking tea, looking very idle.

"It's in the kitchen." The moment he saw Qingqian, Keigo Atobe couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Oh." Qingqian nodded and glanced at Keigo Atobe: "Then what are you doing?"

"I'm waiting for you." Keigo Atobe chuckled.

Qingqian: ...

"Qianqian, are you staying in Japan or China this summer?" Keigo Atobe asked softly.

"Of course it's China." Qingqian sat down next to Atobe Keigo, and drank the heat-relieving tea that she hadn't finished before: "My grandfather and I have made an appointment."

Atobe Keigo frowned, this is a bit difficult, even though he can do everything possible to follow the tour, but Qingqian has no way to go back to his grandfather's house.

Not to mention that he doesn't know where the Su family is, and even if he knew, he wouldn't dare to visit rashly. Firstly, he will be unhappy if he is clean, and secondly, because of the previous incident, Mr. Su must have a very bad impression of him. No matter how you look at it, he can't go to Su's house.

Compared with winter vacation, summer vacation only lasts ten or so days, but summer vacation lasts for two whole months. If you can't see Qingqian all the time, how can you survive?

"Why are you sighing?" Kiyosaki glanced at Atobe Keigo, and asked doubtfully: "It's not too early, are you still going home?"

"My uncle stays here for dinner." Keigo Atobe raised his eyebrows and said proudly.

He glanced at Keigo Atobe silently, remembering that he was not like this before, why is he so shameless now?
"What would Qianqian want to eat tonight?" Su Qingxian brought three servings of poplar nectar from the kitchen, which was Qingqian's favorite dessert during this time.

"Well, sweet and sour short ribs," Qingqian thought for a while, "Boiled cabbage heart, Longjing shrimp."

Su Qingxian nodded and wrote it down.

"Well, I can't think of it for the time being." Qingqian scratched her head: "I'll tell my brother when I think of it."

"En." Su Qingxian nodded, rubbed Qingqian's head, and then turned to Atobe Keigo: "What do you want to eat?"

"I can do anything," Atobe Keigo didn't care about these things: "Anyway, my uncle likes to eat anything that is lighter."

He gave Atobe Keigo a clear look, and this person has become more and more glib recently.

Su Qingxian chuckled lightly, and shared the nectar of Yang Zhi with the two of them: "Qianqian, the almond cheese you told me that you wanted to eat some time ago, I have recently had a seminar, do you want to eat it tomorrow?"

"Of course I do." Qingqian nodded, took a mouthful of poplar nectar into her mouth, and narrowed her eyes happily.

Every day is very comfortable, except for the fact that my brother does not allow ice, it is summer now, but fortunately, the poplar nectar is slightly iced, and this brother is allowed to eat one serving every day.

Atobe Keigo saw that Qingqian was happy to eat, so he ate a lot. Usually, he doesn't like to eat these desserts, they are all things that girls love to eat.

In the evening, when Su Qingxian went into the kitchen to cook, Keigo Atobe followed him in, euphemistically calling it a stealing teacher, and wanted to learn some skills.

As soon as Keigo Atobe mentioned cooking, Qingqian would inexplicably think of the porridge that Keigo Atobe made for the first time, and then couldn't help shaking, that was really salty... It's still scary to think about it now.

(End of this chapter)

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