The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

Taking out the Baumkuchen from his pocket, Qianliu suddenly thought of buying snacks for Xiaojiu.

Seeing the cake, Mashiro showed a different expression for the first time since just now.

After taking the cake, she didn't mean to tear the packaging bag at all, and was about to stuff it into her mouth.

Before biting down, Qianliu grabbed her and tore the bag for her, almost forgetting that Mashiro had no common sense in this regard.

Holding the Baumkuchen, Mashiro slowly ate it layer by layer like peeling an onion. Seeing her face with relish, Qianliu just stared at her like that.

"Do you want to eat it?" With a cute expression, she tore off a piece of open mouth to eat it.

"no need."

"It's delicious."

Perhaps to make him understand the charm of Baumkuchen, Mashiro forcibly stuffed a small piece into Qianliu's mouth.

The tip of her tongue touched Mashiro's fingers inadvertently, Qianliu watched her withdraw her hand, and continued tearing the cake into his mouth.

Shaking her head, Qianliu exited the room and returned to the living room, allowing her to enjoy the few happy moments alone.

Looking at the duty table on the front of the refrigerator door, there were colorful magnets sticking everywhere, Qianliu stepped forward and removed the magnet covering his name, only to find that he was the one in charge of dinner cooking today.

Since I spent a lot of time at Kasumigaoka Shiyu's side in the afternoon, it's almost six o'clock, it's time to prepare the dishes, and the others are coming back soon.

Putting on her kitchen apron, Chiryu took out her tablet, opened the recipe website, and started preparing meals.

In his conception, he should come back very late today. Many writing skills and methods have not been taught to Xia Zhiqiu, but the guy is sick and has no choice but to come back early.

Now that it's his turn, it's good to make fried tuna, fried shrimp, spinach and ham salad, and soy sauce-flavored fried carrots. The dishes he cooks usually depend on the dishes from last night.

Mashiro also likes to eat these things. I don't know what principle it is based on. Mashiro doesn't seem to reject all fried things.

It is estimated that all tempura can be accepted, and everything can be tempura, so the correct answer is that she does not exclude all eating.

Although there is something wrong, it makes sense logically.

In reality, however, Mashiro is a very picky eater.

When he entered the final closing stage, Qianshi Qianxun, who had participated in the sorority meeting, came back drunk without accident, and Mitaka Jin had an extra red hickey on his neck before going out.

"It's time to eat!"

Qianxun waved his hand to indicate that he had eaten enough, so he didn't need to take her share.

The rest of Misaki and Kouto came down from the second floor when they heard the words, but Shinshiro walked out of Qianliu's room with a weird clothes.

"Shh... Qianliu's attack speed is very fast." Mitaka Jin whistled deliberately.

"Ahaha, Xiao Mashiro and Qianliu are very suitable. They are both super geniuses. They will definitely be even better when they have children in the future!" Misaki helped match.

Chihiro opened a can of beer again, and took a long sip, "I won't deny that."

Usually at this time, Xiaojiu would have erupted a long time ago, but since she learned that Liuhua was coming, she seemed to be immersed in her own world, and she blocked most of the information from the outside world.

Qianliu was speechless about this, and he didn't take this level of ridicule to heart.

As for the center of the topic, Mashiro quietly peeled off the fried shrimp, and then put the peeled-off veil on Qianliu's plate with a very natural movement.

"What are you doing?" Qianliu asked.

"Peeling." Zhenbai Duomo responded.

"Are you telling a joke?"

"It's not funny."

"There's no need to specifically deny it."

She tilted her head slightly, and turned her interest to the dismantling operation again, turning the second fried shrimp into ordinary shrimp, and then moved the peeled coat to Qianliu's plate again, and then put the shrimp meat into her mouth.

Misaki couldn't help laughing when she saw the interesting interaction between the two. Even though there was only one more person in Sakura Village, it was countless times more fun than before.

Qianliu watched her compete with the fried shrimp there, and smiled helplessly. In fact, it was interesting to take care of Zhenbai. Be patient, you will find that there are too many cute points on her.

Just by observing Shinshiro's daily behavior, he thought he could produce a very interesting book.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Mashiro's previous paintings yet, why don't you take this opportunity to search for it?" Misaki is always full of energy, or it should be judged as if she thinks it will come out.

"Well, so I don't think I've seen it before." Mitaka Jin affirmed while rubbing his chin.

After taking the tablet computer that Qianliu placed beside her, Misaki said, "Qianliu, borrow it!"

She searched with Shiina Mashiro as a keyword, and immediately displayed the query results, with hundreds of thousands of links, almost all of them in English.

Apart from Mashiro, only Qianliu was the only one who was proficient in English, so he was asked to take a look.

Taking over, Qianliu glanced at it casually and chose the top page, which was the official website of foreign art museums.

After searching for Shiina Mashiro's name, as the data was read, a web page with a very simple design appeared on the screen.

A cyan background displays a painting, which is retaken from a picture on the gallery wall.

The moment I saw it, it seemed that all the pores in the body were opened, and the nerves in the whole body were about to rush out.

Misaki let out an indescribable admiration, and Jin swallowed.

Words cannot describe it.