Miss Shimizu's perfect ending

Shimizu Sakiren didn't bother with her, she put her hands on her chin and continued to follow the childish ghost's words perfunctorily.

"Yeah, then next time I will buy vegetables and cook myself to ensure that every bite of the food is safe! How about it? Now Xiaokui is willing to eat yam yaki?"

Aoi Ayase didn't answer, she pushed the tamagoyaki in front of Shimizu Sakiren again, the crimson red in her eyes like roses was sending out a clear signal.

Come feed me breakfast.

Shimizu Sakiren let out a helpless and tolerant sigh, then she picked up the chopsticks and said, "Does Xiaokui mean that I want to feed it?"

"Chopsticks...isn't there only one pair? You've already picked them up."

The eldest lady finally showed obvious joy on her face, and she even tapped the table twice with her slender knuckles to express her urging.

This doesn't look like anorexia, it's obviously acting like a baby, but it's quite cute.

"Then I'll pinch some for you to taste."

Shimizu Sakiren separated the chopsticks, picked up a piece of tamagoyaki with golden luster, covered it with her hand, and slowly moved it to Aoi Ayase's mouth.

Even though she has experienced the warmth and coldness of the world for nine more years in her memory, Aoi Ayase is only a 17-year-old girl in essence.

There are whispers in the ear, the pendulum clock of time on the blackboard is shaking, books are stacked on the table, familiar desks, black and white uniforms, in the 17-year-old classroom, the morning sky shines through the window to illuminate the world Be bright.

There was an unsuspecting tenderness in Saki Lian's eyes, she did not become indifferent, nor did she become alienated with disgust, and of course she would not jump down decisively from the towering top floor.

Everything is still there.

Time overlapped, memories were blurred, Aoi Ayase felt a sudden soreness in her nose, and the end of her eyes was dyed a light red.

Open your mouth silently and bite down half a piece of tamagoyaki. The sweet milk and eggs are paired, the taste is soft and tender, and the taste is very good, but...

"Huh? How about...?"

Before Shimizu Sakiren could ask her how it tasted, she saw that Aoi Ayase's eyes were clouded with mist of tears, and she was about to cry.

Shimizu Misaki was a little flustered, and quickly put down the chopsticks in her hand, took out a pack of tissues from her school uniform pocket, pulled one and slowly wiped her tears.

"Why did you suddenly cry? Can you tell me? I want to know about Xiaokui."

Aoi Ayase lowered her head, but she didn't dare to say anything sincere, and said in a muffled voice, "It's nothing."

How can you say such a thing?

Aoi Ayase silently wiped away her tears, but another piece of tamagoyaki appeared on her lips, "Since you don't want to say anything, then treat this piece of tamagoyaki as a trouble, swallow it in one gulp and digest it."

What Shimizu Sakiren said was very naive, and she could almost only fool children in kindergarten.

But it was very useful for Aoi Ayase, she indulged in the eyes full of concern, and her empty and restless heart was filled with some unknown emotion.

The tamagoyaki was swallowed in one gulp, and the girl's smooth and beautiful cheeks bulged into the shape of a puffer fish.

Aoi Ayase chewed slowly like a hamster, her eyes softened, and her mood eased a lot.

"Do you feel better now?"

"Why didn't you answer my call yesterday?"

Aoi Ayase asked, there were still some tears in her eyes, so she looked particularly aggrieved, like an innocent girl whose heart was broken by a scumbag in love.

Did you cry because you didn't answer the phone?Isn't that so?

Shimizu Sakiren was inexplicably guilty, but explained with a normal expression:

"I dropped my phone in the bathtub yesterday...it's useless and I haven't bought a new one yet."

"So you fell into the tub while answering my call in the bathroom?"

Aoi Ayase said in delusion, thinking about the scene where Saki Komi answered the phone in a panic but accidentally fell into the water, and burst out laughing.

Cell phones are so pathetic.

"Probably so."

Before Shimizu Sakiren could finish her words, Aoi Ayase's expression suddenly became serious from relaxed and happy.

Eyes narrowed slightly, like a leopard whose territory has been invaded by humans, the blood-red eyes are disgust that cannot be concealed.

Shimizu Sakiren felt a little strange, was Xiaokui looking at herself?

No, not looking at myself, but looking at other people through myself...

Shimizu Saki felt something in her heart, and turned her head with her eyes wide open.

"Ayase-san, Fujiwara-san from Class C is looking for you."

At this moment, the noisy air seemed to turn into diffuse gunpowder smoke, and the other students in the classroom seemed to be turned down by turning the knob to the left, turning into subtle white noise that could not be detected.

The shape of Aoi Aoi's mouth revealed the person's name - "Fujiwara Yuki."

The black-and-white girl stood in front of the transparent glass and waved her hands. She hadn't changed for a long time, she was still as beautiful and dangerous as a rose covered with thorns, and the corners of her lips were raised on her delicate face, showing a bright standard smile.

The smile is too stylized, but in the golden vertical pupils without a smile, people can feel a deep freezing cold like an ice cone piercing into the chest.

It is often said that love is giving without asking for anything in return, love is giving, and love is tolerance.Some would say that true love keeps a person whole, that true love does not steal anything from the other person.

But in Fujiwara Yuki's dictionary, love is a greedy toddler who only recognizes two words, which is "mine".

Shimizu Sakiren was frozen by her coldness, the smile on her face froze, and her hand holding the chopsticks also hovered in mid-air.

At that moment, she thought of dragons, the impersonal and all-overtaking dragons in Western movies.

Fujiwara Yuki knocked on the glass and pointed to the landing on the right.

There is a corridor far away from the entrance of the teaching building. There are few people there, which is very suitable for couples to date or have private conversations.

Aoi Ayase felt a strong sense of provocation from it, stronger than ever.

Ah, I saw the unlucky black fur fox again...

Aoi Ayase's bright face was covered with a layer of dark gray, and she pressed the tip of her tongue against the right wall of her mouth impatiently.

"You wait here..."

She stood up abruptly, gave an order, and then walked towards the door. She planned to accept Fujiwara Yuki's invitation to talk.

"Can I follow?" Shimizu Sakiren also stood up anxiously, can Aoi Aoi obey her words?Of course not!

Although I don't know what Youxi learned, but her cold and extremely dangerous eyes make people feel the naked intention of occupation almost at a glance.

So how can this wait?It's like a predator that wants to eat it alive without leaving any scum.

But a pair of white and tender hands stopped her, and Aoi Ayase turned around, her tone as calm as possible, "I said you are waiting for me here... This is a private matter between Yuki Fujiwara and me."

Aoi Ayase clarified the relationship word by word, leaving no room for Shimizu Sakiren to refute.

Seeing Shimizu Sakiren sitting down as if compromising, Aoi Ayase walked slowly across the classroom aisle to meet Fujiwara Yuki.

Now it's time to meet that annoying fox again.

Among the memories obtained by Aoi Ayase, there are not many parts that belong to Yuki Fujiwara. Most of the time, she just pretends to be the innocent and slick Yamato Nadeko to disguise her greedy ambition.

It's hypocritical to play dirty politics with corrupt, dirty politicians as an adult.

The future cannot be generalized with the reality. Although the current Fujiwara Yuki still hates it, he has shown his true face.

A real villain is always better than a hypocrite.

Stepping out of the door of the classroom with expensive leather college shoes, Aoi Ayase was greeted by her hypocritical smile.

She walked up to Aoi Ayase with great enthusiasm, and asked enthusiastically, "Long time no see~ Xiao Kui, I heard that you were almost assassinated a few days ago."

Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, it is probably wishing to get hurt somewhere.

Aoi Ayase sneered, "Thank you for your concern, you are not injured. I heard that you were imprisoned by your uncle for a few days... Why did you have to be imprisoned even though it was a birthday party?"

The faces of the girls are exquisite, and the scene standing side by side is like a colorful oil painting, but the atmosphere in the painting is shrouded in black and gray smoke, and in the painting they are swordsmen fighting constantly with their swords.

Words clash until someone is bleeding and then flees like a bereaved dog.

"Ah~ Does Xiaokui care about me so much? But I'm not in confinement, I'm about to take a midterm exam, and I'm taking special tutoring."

Fujiwara Yuki was not angry either, instead the smile on his face was even bigger, and he asked jokingly, "Will you pass me this time? Xiaokui~"

Yes, as childhood sweethearts who grew up arguing and arguing together, it is common for parents to compare their grades with those of their children and grandchildren.

Fujiwara Yuki's favorite thing to do every time is to secretly introvert at home alone, and then start to sneer at Aoi Aoi's house and fill up the hatred, just to see Aoi Aoi's deflated and furious face.

Aoi Ayase has become accustomed to Fujiwara Yuki's face-jumping. She said with a calm expression, "Comparing results? Do you need to compare with me? You should compare with your cousin Fujiwara Akira. Can you do it now?" Trample your brother underfoot?"

"Akira Fujiwara seems to be more favored than you even if he is number one from the bottom? No.1 Fujiwara-san?"

Every word was like a sharp knife, and the knife stabbed Fujiwara Yuki's lungs.

The expression on Fujiwara Yuki's face couldn't hold back anymore, and as he stopped, he happened to come to the stairs away from the hustle and bustle of teaching.

Fujiwara Yuki could no longer maintain a friendly expression, she undid the first button of her school shirt to get some air and dissipate the anger in her heart.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and Xiao Kui's language skills seem to be getting sharper."

Aoi Ayase leaned directly against the window, crossed her hands and stared at her coldly: "Everyone, Yuxi started biting people everywhere as soon as he was released?"

Fujiwara Yuki gritted his teeth and condemned, "Xiaokui, you are still so arrogant and always treat people like dogs. If you listen to a little persuasion in the ensemble competition, you won't miss the championship, right?"

Aoi Ayase seemed to have heard some unbelievable joke, her eyes widened, and she spoke as fast as a cannonball:

"Huh? I don't know why you have the face to say such a thing. If you didn't smash the vase collected by your uncle and blame it on me, would there be so many troubles? And you lied to me that you can see it in the bottom of the sea. To the souls of loved ones..."

"Okay, okay!" Fujiwara Yuki announced the truce with a gesture of rest, "I'm too lazy to quarrel with you. What's your relationship with Saki Koi?"

Aoi Ayase raised her eyebrows, her eyes instantly became cold and gloomy, like a dormant ferocious beast, "What does this have to do with you?"

Fujiwara Yuki's face was frosty, and his golden eyes looked at her mercilessly, "She asked me to invite you to join the Qingyin club, and I saw your photo on ins."

The eyes in the dark fought fiercely, and the sharp eyes almost turned into actual swords. The confrontation in the air splashed flickering sparks, and the low air pressure seemed to blow the roof off.

Aoi Ayase seemed to have reached her limit, she vaguely realized something, but she didn't dare to confirm it, and didn't dare to let this terrible idea grow wantonly.

She clutched the cuff of her school uniform with one hand, tensely straightening her body.

Aoi Ayase pretended to be calm, but she asked her second most hated person in the world with indifference, "So what? What does this have to do with you?"

Fujiwara Yuki showed the appearance of cheating again, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, narrow and long eyes with upturned tails like a cunning fox,

"Xiao Kui, you really like to mess around like before, can't I care about you?"

Aoi Ayase laughed contemptuously, "It's funny what you said, you invited me to join and now you're questioning me instead."

Fujiwara Yuki did regret her sloppiness, but she didn't think she had failed, and she didn't bother to talk about old issues with Aoi Ayase, but went straight to the point.

"How far have you and her progressed?" Fujiwara Yuki asked word by word, with a compulsion to answer.

"A closer relationship than a friend, um... not a friend. To correct it, I tamed her... She is now my dog."

Aoi Ayase can almost confirm now that Fujiwara Yuki also likes Saki Koi.

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Sorry everyone for being late, yesterday was my birthday so I was lazy, I was too tired to update the results so I went to bed, sorry! !Skirt one slip ⑧ two one 7 ⑦ 1 durian

Volume 148: Chapter 130 Chapter [-] Chapter [-] Punishment

Aoi Ayase's sharp language was like a bullet fired at high speed, hitting the girl's minefield with precision.

The body was burning hot, and the beating heart seemed to be a flammable product that had been splashed with oil. One sentence ignited Fujiwara Yuki's anger.

She has always been sensitive and irritable when it comes to Shimizu Misaki.

After being locked in a dark and frightening confinement room for three days, all the calmness has been wiped away by the never-ending sound of the fan and the indifferent metallic luster that makes people mad.

Uncontrollable emotions were revealed from the face that could no longer control the expression, the eyebrows were erected, and there was an unquenchable jealousy in the clear golden eyes.

Accepting a little more stimulation seems to be going completely crazy.

The slender five fingers were condensed into fists, and the palms were clenched so hard that they turned white. Fujiwara Yuki maintained her last rationality. She gritted her teeth and cursed word by word:

"How noble are you compared to others? Don't talk about your father's superior attitude!"

If it was Aoi Ayase who had low defense before, she would not be able to fight Fujiwara Yuki at all, but now it is different.

Aoi Ayase has more memories than Yuki Fujiwara, and her experience is obviously better in the face of fierce psychological confrontation.

After all, the time of crushing personality and banishing soul has already survived, what else can break the defense of oneself?

"Then I'm her dog."

Aoi Ayase covered her mouth elegantly and let out a harsh sneer. Although she was not as tall as Fujiwara Yuki, she responded indifferently with a superior attitude.