"Classmate Ye Shen, how do you know my birthday?

"

Futaba Riyo was a little surprised.

She did not expect that Ye Shenkong would actually know.

"I know a lot of things, such as Futaba-san and yours"

Ye Shen was in the middle of empty talk, and suddenly stopped.

Futaba Riyo, who was waiting by the side, felt like a cat was scratching his heart.

He hurriedly asked, "My what?"

"The Buddha said: Don't say it!"

Ye Shenkong smiled mysteriously and did not continue to speak.

"Well……--"

Futaba Riyo's expression suddenly became depressed.

"I really want to know"

Ye Shenkong teased her again.

"think!"

Futaba Riyo didn't think too much, just nodded.

"Come with ears!"

Ye Shenkong beckoned to her.

Liyang Futaba didn't suspect him, and put his ear next to Ye Shenkong.

Then I could feel the heat of his breath.

A slight voice came: "I also know, Futaba-san, today..."

"impossible!"

"Student Ye Shen, you must be a liar."

Futaba Riyo said in a low voice, blushing.

"Shuangye, do you like your soup thicker or thinner?"

Ye Shenkong did not reply.

The seasoning in his hand is poured into the soup in two large bowls, just like a landscape painting.

"Well……--"

"So beautiful, how did you do it, Ye Shen, it's amazing, I can't bear to destroy it!"

Liyang Futaba looked into the bowl, and was deeply attracted by the landscape painting composed of seasonings.

"Then why don't you hold it and watch it, I will eat it alone"

Ye Shenkong likes the simplicity of Futaba Riyo's feelings for...

"don't want!"

Futaba Riyo could already smell the fragrance emanating from the pot.

A long time ago, there was a rumbling sound in the stomach.

Therefore, at this moment, no matter what, she cannot put aside the food in front of her and remain indifferent.

"Then say it quickly, it should be thicker, or thinner."

Ye Shenkong felt that if it wasn't for his own inability, he would definitely give such a lovely Futaba Liyang a head-scratching kill.

"What's the difference between the two?"

Li Yang Futaba bit her fingers, she really wanted to have both.

"Thicker soups have a more intense taste, suitable for people with a bit heavy taste, while thinner ones, on the contrary, are suitable for people with a light taste!"

"If it is neutralized, it will appear a little dull!"

Ye Shenkong explained to her unhurriedly.

Because the noodles in the pot are relatively thick, the cooking time will take a relatively long time.

"Then I want a thick one!"

Futaba Riyo feels that the taste is strong and should be better.

After choosing, she also wanted to know what the so-called bland taste was.

So on the pretty face, there is some tangled color.

Seeing her expression, Ye Shenkong smiled slightly, was it all bad? Just when Ye Shenkong and Futaba Liyang were cooking noodles.

Yono under the snow also returned to his home.

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