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Miharu Taki Sakura wiped the corners of her eyes, straightened up, she still had a smile on her face, but this smile was somewhat sad.

"I know you care about me, but it's okay, I'm really fine. Okay, don't ask these questions, I'm the one who asked you whether to join the Zensaki Club, why do you start to care about how to get me to withdraw? "

Miharu Taki Sakura suddenly discovered that the person who had the right to speak had become Ayanokoji Kiyohei, and the problem suddenly turned upside down.

She brought the topic back to normal: "Ayanokōji, if you don't want to join the Zensaki Club, the Zensaki Club will send someone to look for you tomorrow."

"who is it?"

Miharu Taki Sakura turned her head to look at Ayanokouji, but said nothing.

Ayanokouji understood: "Sister, is that you?"

Miharu Taki nodded, with a serious expression: "Yes, Mibu Aoi asked me to gamble with you tomorrow, and the bet is 8000 million."

"I don't want to gamble with you, even if I win, it's meaningless." Lingxiaolu complained in a low voice.

"But I have to bet with you." She emphasized: "This is the task assigned to me by Aoi Mibu. Even if I am dissatisfied, I still need to complete it."

Ayanokouji didn't want to talk about this topic, bored expression appeared on his face, and he drank the cocktail in front of him.

Miharu Taki Sakura just looked at him seriously, and neither of them spoke again.

Until Miyoko brought the food to the table beside her.

"If you're eating, please sit here, away from the bar." The other party said.

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"Okay, let's eat first."

Ayanokōji smiled, and left the bar first, sat on the seat and took a sip, his eyes lit up, and he greeted Miharu Taki very energetically: "Sister, come here quickly, the chef's food is pretty good food!"

Who is the owner here, this bar is our family business...

Miharu Taki Sakura also knew that Ayanokouji didn't want to talk about this topic now, so he could only smile helplessly, temporarily put the topic behind him, walked over and sat opposite him.

Forget it, let's eat first, anyway, I just informed him this time, and didn't expect him to join the student union.

The food was served, and these were home-cooked dishes that Ayanokouji Kiyohei liked to eat. The chef didn't know what quality ingredients he used, and the taste far exceeded Ayanokouji's expectations, and it could reach a level similar to that of "system products".

Of course, in the restaurant of the private Baihua Garden Academy, the taste of the food is not bad, but it is usually cheaper to take care of Yali and the others.

This is not the gap between the chefs, but the gap in the ingredients. Ayanokōji did not pretend to be reserved in front of Miharu Taki Sakura, and had a very happy meal without even saying a few words to Miharu Taki.

Miharu Taki Sakura thought it was because Ayanokouji Kiyohei didn't want to feel embarrassed about this topic with her, so he deliberately devoted himself to eating and reduced communication with her, which made her look at Ayanokouji softer and softer.

She hasn't had a few meals with Mibu Aoi yet, the only few times she just sat together at family dinners, watched by a large group of people, restless, and didn't have the mind to eat at all , just thinking about how to deal with the speeches of the family members.

When she was with Aoi Mibu, she never seemed to enjoy the delicious food.

Is this meal really so delicious?

Miharu Taki Sakura looked at the scene of Ayanokouji's appetite, and felt amused, and also focused on the delicious food in front of him.

When Miharu Taki put aside distracting thoughts to savor the food, her eyes lit up. The Chinese food was really delicious, which whetted the appetite. She felt that she suddenly had a sense of anticipation for the food in front of her, and she also accelerated the speed of moving her chopsticks.

Miyoko sat at the bar counter and leaned her head to secretly watch the reaction of the two, and nodded in satisfaction.

That's right...food is supposed to bring smiles to other people.

When the eldest lady came to her place before, she was always preoccupied.

Even though she used the highest quality ingredients for the food and handled it very delicately, every time the eldest lady tried it, she was full of thoughts, she tasted it, and said politely, "Thank you, this dish is delicious."

This made Kitajo Miyoko very discouraged. It is obvious that Chinese cuisine is very good, and people can make three bowls of rice with one dish, but Miharu Taki has never done this.

Today, finally, something is different.

Seeing Miharu Taki Sakura raising her hand to greet Miyoko, and politely asked her to serve another bowl of rice for herself, Miyoko happily ran towards the back kitchen with a happy smile on her face, filling her with a full bowl of rice. Bowl, rice almost poured down.

Miharu Taki Sakura glanced at her complainingly, but picked up the chopsticks without saying anything, it seemed that after accepting this "gift", Miyoko was even happier, as if her cooking skills had finally been recognized.

What's going on? She had never eaten so much when she came here before. Is there any difference this time?

After thinking for a while, and after ruling out all other possibilities, Kitajo Miyoko set her eyes on Ayanokouji and nodded secretly.

That's right, the only difference is that this time the eldest lady invited this boy.

Ayanokouji Kiyohei... She chewed on the name.

Miyoko Kitajo knew about the marriage contract between Miharu Taki Sakura and Mibu Miyoko Aoi, and she also knew that Ayanokōji Kiyohei was not Miharu Taki's siblings in the family.

Who is this boy, and why does Miharutaki happily eat an extra bowl of rice when he is with him?

Seeing the two talking and laughing, Miyoko gradually had a bold guess in her mind—could it be that Ayanokōji Kiyohei and Miharu Taki Sakura are secret lovers?

Although Aoi Miharu is the marriage partner of Miharu Taki Sakura, a powerful nobleman, but Miharu Taki doesn't like him, but likes a poor boy in the school...

This kind of love that transcends class and reason can always arouse girls' imaginations. In just one meal, Miyoko imagined a romantic love drama.

Miharu Taki was regarded as a princess who was about to perish, and Ayanokoji was regarded as a royal knight protecting the princess. In order to refuse the marriage proposal from the neighboring prince, the two lovers decided to flee.

Now, it is an important moment when the two of them are discussing the escape plan. This is their last comfortable dinner. As long as this night is over, they will start their escape career!

The more Miyoko thought about it, the more excited she became. After the two finished their meal, she said excitedly when she was clearing the plate: "Come on, I will always be on your side! I will help you to be a qualified Guard, block all pursuers!"

Although Miyoko is a chef hired by Miharu Taki's family, this bar is regarded as Miharu Taki Sakura's private property. Compared with outsiders, she is more willing to stand on Miharu Taki Sakura's side.

Speaking vigorously, she put down the dinner plate and showed off her boxing skills: "I have practiced Kung Fu!"

Seeing her standing next to him whistling, Ayanokōji felt a little baffled.

Although this cook is very beautiful, has a great figure, and cooks delicious food, but it seems... there is a mental problem?

Feeling the piercing sound of every punch around him, Ayanokouji didn't say anything rationally.

After the other party finished collecting the plates and went into the back kitchen, Ayanokōji Kiyohei finally breathed a sigh of relief, he almost thought that the cook was threatening him and asked him to join the Zensaki Club.

Ayanokōji put down a bank card on the table: "Senior sister, thank you for inviting me here today, this is the meal money."

"This store is my property, so I don't need to pay for it." Miharu Taki Sakura frowned.

"It's okay, I'll pay the bill." Ling Xiaolu smiled: "After all, I'm a boy, so I can't let girls treat me."

As he spoke, he stood up, smiling as innocently as ever, as if nothing had happened: "Sister, see you tomorrow."

"Well, see you tomorrow." Miharu Taki Sakura saw Ayanokouji's intention to leave and didn't keep him, but there was a lingering sense of loss in his heart.

Lingkouji Qinghei walked out of this bar, feeling the evening breeze, rubbed his face, wiped off the "innocent" smile on his face, and sighed slightly.

When he saw Miharu Taki Sakura, for some reason, he always thought of his first tutor Shizuka Hiratsuka.

The two of them are very similar. Under the serious faces, they both hide a warm and gentle heart.

This "pure" smile was also specially practiced by Ayanokouji in order to play the role of a child of the same grade in front of Teacher Shizuka Hiratsuka.

He used the "empathy" acting method and treated Miharu Taki Sakura like Mr. Hiratsuka, so that he could maintain this "juvenile" smile.

Speaking of which, where is the teacher now?I haven't seen her for three or four years now, so she should have gained a firm foothold in society, right?

Could it be...she's married?

Thinking of such things, Ayanokouji felt a little heavy.

He shook his head to dispel these thoughts in his mind. While taking a deep breath, he suddenly saw a somewhat suspicious figure out of the corner of his eyes.

The other party was wearing a peaked cap, a mask, and glasses, and was fully armed to cover his face. At this time, he was sitting under a bench and reading a newspaper with his head down under the light.

No matter how you look at it, it feels a little weird.

Ayanokōji Kiyohei walked towards the other party calmly.

She is a girl with a bottle of milk and a half-eaten bread next to her chair.

When the other party saw Ling Xiaolu approaching, he trembled all over, as if he wanted to take a closer look, he quickly lowered his head to read the newspaper, put his face on the newspaper, and covered his face with the large newspaper.

Ayanokōji didn't even glance at her as if he didn't see anything, and walked past her.

After a long while, the other party dared to take the newspaper off his face, looked around, and found that Ling Xiaolu had left, and he let out a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, fortunately he didn't find out..." She patted her chest and said to herself very gratefully.

"What didn't you find?" A voice suddenly appeared behind her.

ps: Today is the third watch, I can't sleep, I coded an extra chapter

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Hearing the voice from behind, the girl trembled all over and screamed out in fright, like a frightened little rabbit, she suddenly jumped a few meters away.

She raised her head in shock, and saw Ayanokōji Kiyohei, who had originally disappeared, standing behind the bench, looking at her playfully.

"Hey, what's the matter with you!" The girl deliberately lowered her voice, and shouted very imposingly: "Do you know that it's scary to do this at night!"

The girl tried her best to pretend not to be familiar with Ayanokoji, hoping that this would get rid of Ayanokoji.

"I'm sorry if I bothered you."

Ling Xiaolu Qingping paused for a moment, fixed his eyes on the other party and asked suddenly: "Then after the apology, I should ask you. Are you someone I know? What are you doing here? Are you spying on me?"

"What are you talking about, I didn't spy on you! And I don't know you at all, I'm just sitting here reading the newspaper!" The girl wanted to distance herself from Ayanokouji, she backed away while talking.

"Wait, don't you want your dinner?" Ling Xiaolu took the bread and milk and walked towards the girl.

She hesitated for a moment, feeling that it would be unusual for her to run away at this time, so she stood there and waited for Ling Xiaolu to approach her.

"Thank you." She thanked in a low voice, took the bread and milk, and when she was about to leave, Ling Xiaolu suddenly said: "What news were you watching just now, can you tell me? I'm very interested. "

"It's nothing special, I'm just watching stocks and entertainment news." The girl said casually.

The newspaper she bought was to cover herself, how could she really read the newspaper in the mood?

Ling Xiaolu sighed as if he was very regretful: "That's really a pity, I also heard that today a girl who was an idol was seen by an illegitimate fan when she was walking on the street, and was followed to her house and stabbed. .”

"Huh!? There is such a thing!" The girl quickly raised the newspaper, trying to find the news.

After a few seconds, she realized that Ayanokoji's words were obviously lying, she put down the newspaper, and shouted angrily: "Ayanokoji Kiyohei, are you kidding me? Ah! You have already seen that it is me, and you are deliberately finding fault, right!"

This girl is none other than the idol girl who is currently studying at the private Hundred Kao High School, Dreaming Yumemi.

It was precisely because Ayanokōji Kiyohei saw through her disguise that he deliberately used sensitive words such as "idol" and "illegitimate meal" to provoke her.

"It's true. The illegitimate meal not only stabbed the idol, but also stabbed another fan on the same day. That fan was reincarnated as the idol's child."

"Reincarnation? Fan? What are you talking about?" Yumemi was confused.

"Manga." Ayanokouji said concisely.

Yumemi rolled her eyes.

At this time, Meng Yuyamei stopped pretending and took off the mask to reveal her delicate face.

She sat back on the bench and said angrily: "Okay, Ling Xiaolu, you know it's me, you are satisfied now, don't disturb my meal!"

As she spoke, she picked up the bread and ate it.

"You can't get enough just by eating bread. Would you like me to treat you to a meal?"

Ling Xiaolu also took advantage of the opportunity to sit beside her, pointed to the bar where he came, and said with a smile: "The Chinese food in that restaurant is still delicious."

You Yamei glanced there guiltily, although she was tempted, she still refused: "No need, the bread is still delicious."

She took off the mask, continued to eat bread, tore the bread into small pieces and put them in her mouth, explaining: "When I was an idol, I would often eat bread when I didn't have time to eat in order to practice dancing. , I'm used to it."

"That's it..." Ayanokōji nodded, and did not invite anymore, and continued to ask the question he asked at the beginning: "I dreamed of Yumemi, why are you here?"

Ling Xiaolu was very curious, why she would see her here, she would avoid it, for fear of being discovered by herself.

As far as Ayanokoji knew, the relationship between the two of them wasn't good, but it wasn't bad either.When I met her for the last time, she also said that she must remember to invite her next time she has an event.

As expected of an idol, Yumemi had a strong on-the-spot reaction, and soon thought of a reason: "I just got hungry when I passed by here, so I went to the supermarket to buy bread to eat."

"Then why do you wear a mask while eating?"

"I'm an idol. I was worried about being recognized when I saw someone coming over, so I put on a mask." Meng Meng used her identity to find a good reason for herself.

"Then... why are you buying newspapers?" Ayanokōji Kiyohei asked a question again, shaking the newspaper she put aside: "How can anyone read newspapers these days, and it's still at night. "

"me......"

Dreaming of Yuyami, she wanted to find a reason, but after thinking for a long time, she still couldn't think of a reasonable explanation, so she simply refused to explain, and became furious.

"Why do you have so many questions! I like to read the newspaper while eating, what's the problem! Is eating here hindering you?"