The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

Among them, under the influence of Yaozi, Qianliu has the most in-depth research in music.

"A little bit... A little bit means that in less than a few months, I have mastered the results that surpassed my years of hard work."

Dongma and Sha had to admit that he felt a little uncomfortable, and whoever tried his best to get the harvest, the result is just that others can do it at will, and there will be an imbalance.

The same is true for Dongma and Sha, only slightly.

As soon as she finished speaking, her stomach groaned.

's sound.

"It's almost time to rest if you're hungry. I'll take you to dinner."

Qianliu raised his head and closed the book, pretending not to see the girl's humiliating blush.

: The mentality is really going to collapse, and the review can't be done. When I look for the editor, the penguin number.

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I've been blocked again, I'm so...

Chapter [-] You are the same

She wanted to say no, but thinking that the boy in front of her was not the source of her anger, she finally nodded with Sha.

If she was told that Qianliu had an affair with his mother, no one would know what would happen.

"Okay, I know there's a good kebab restaurant nearby."

Qianliu breathed a sigh of relief and led the way with his backpack on one shoulder.

Putting on her shoes again, the girl followed silently with the guitar case on her back. Compared with before, the roles of the two were reversed.

A taxi was stopped and the two got into the car.

The driver is a little strange why the two who look like a couple are sitting in the front and rear seats: "The young couple quarreled"

Hearing this classic line, Qianliu has a kind of illusion: the illusion of a melodrama, and explained: "We are not lovers."

"I understand, it's normal for young people to quarrel, it's strange not to quarrel, people...!!!, it's better to be tolerant if you understand, otherwise it's too late when you regret it."

The middle-aged driver sighed and seemed to be a man with a story.

Forget it, since he misunderstood it, he misunderstood it, Qianliu was too lazy to explain it, and Dongma and Sha sat in the back seat by the window as soon as they got in the car.

Looking at the 31 lights flying by the window, Dongma Hesha was a little addicted to it for a while.

The middle-aged driver is still chattering, no matter which country it is placed in, the driver is a very familiar species, no matter...

I can chat with you a lot about anything.

Fortunately, the place is not far away, and from time to time, I perfunctory a few words to deal with the driver who started to talk nonsense. When he arrived at the place, Qianliu pointed to the light sign of the barbecue shop in front of him and got off.

After the driver stopped, it seemed that he regretted not being able to tell more stories, waved the awkward couple away, and the taxi merged into the traffic again.

Qianliu brought Dongma in through the door of the store. There were a lot of customers, so the two found a quieter corner, which belonged to the kind of barbecue table for two people.

Putting down the backpack, watching Dongma leaning the guitar case with the guitar next to him, Qianliu began to order food.

Barbecue is basically the same in all countries, nothing unusual, but...... Dongma is very interested in this, she should have never been to this kind of shop.

That's right, it's a bit strange to come to a barbecue restaurant alone without friends. Occasionally, when I go out with my mother, it's also a high-end restaurant.

"This, this, this..."

The black long straight girl vaguely forgets those...unhappy things.

Qianliu let her order the menu, and didn't stop until about the same time, the girl had an inexplicable feeling of unfinished business.

When all kinds of meat came up, Qianliu used public tweezers to put pieces of grilled meat and some internal organs on the grill, and the greased grill emitted a "sizzle".

the sound of.

Or Qianliu has a more mature temperament and serves a pot of sake.

Dongma stared at him as he poured himself a drink, and then handed him his glass, "You're underage."

"You are not the same."

The black long straight women compete against each other.

No way, Qianliu had to pour her over.

Dongma drank it directly. The degree of sake in the eleventh district is not high, but her experience of never drinking is a bit uncertain. Qianliu wondered if she would get drunk later, and Dongma would drink it after drinking it. She clearly showed a frown, and was not used to the smell of alcohol, so it was useless to persuade her now, Qianliu simply poured it again, and by the way turned the barbecue.

"Mom, I always mention you."

After drinking the third cup of sake, Dongma spoke in a low voice: "Say you are a unique genius, and tell me that there are always some people in the world who are blessed by God. No matter how hard ordinary people try, they can't catch up with them."

"What do you want to say."

Qianliu sandwiched the barbecue and sighed that the taste here is still great.

"Teach me how to play the piano and how to play the emotional piano!"

Dong Ma was silent for a moment, watching him closely: "I want to get my mother's approval, and I don't want to stay in a cold country all by myself."

After all, Dongma loves her mother, and she has worked so hard until now, isn't it just for Yoko's approval?