Ke Xue, the days of sharing a house with lawyer Fei

Chapter 35 Bad, Silk Stocking Milk Tea gave her a clear understanding!
Go home to rest, get up early to teach Miwako martial arts, and go to work at the TV station.

Ye Shu's life in Tokyo is so simple and unpretentious.

Because Ye Shu had successfully turned the maple leaf gold coin robbery case into a regular business, he was not in a hurry to look for the next breaking news.

It’s not easy to find big news. Just find one big news every month, and the rest of the time should be used to make extra money.

6F Variety Show Dressing Room
"Guess who I am?"

The soft little hands instantly covered Ye Shu's eyes.

"Reina-san? No, no, Reina-san, cover my eyes. There's no need to stand on tiptoe."

Ye Shu's voice hesitated for a moment.

"So...it's decided to be you, our little variety show genius Yoko."

"Wow! That's really boring, Master Ye Shu, how can you say that to me? I'm not that short!"

Okino Yoko regained her original voice and angrily took her hand away.

"Well, I was wrong."

Ye Shu spread his hands.

"That's a perfunctory apology."

Pursing her lips, Yoko Okino quietly walked to the door of the lounge and locked it from the inside.

“Why are you locking the door in broad daylight, Yoko?
I can tell you, if you want hidden rules, I will never agree to it."

Ye Shu leaned back “cautiously”.

Yoko Okino, whose desire to perform was instantly overwhelmed, smiled and walked towards Ye Shu with a step that showed no regard for her relatives. She bent down, stretched out her fair little hand and gently lifted his chin.

"Mr. Ye Shu, you don't want to lose your job at Nichimi TV, do you?

Don't resist, I'm a senior in the industry, Japan's most popular actress, Yoko Okino, you won't suffer any loss if you follow me."

A soft breath brushed across Ye Shu's nose.

Yoko Okino's perfume smells very nice, full of girlish liveliness, fresh but not warm, with a kind of youthful feeling that makes people intoxicated.

"Miss Japanese actress, I won't obey you unless you have a house and a car in Tokyo!"

"Hey! Master Ye Shu, why are your requirements so high? If I were here, what else would you want? What else would you want? What else would you want?

No! No house! No car! But I can have silk stocking milk tea."

Yoko Okino raised her hand to pick up the small bag, completely unaware of how far forward her center of gravity was.

The little hand that was supporting herself on the chair slipped, and she fell directly into Ye Shu's arms.

boo~
The crystal clear lips, with a warm breath, were imprinted on Ye Shu's cheek.

"Yoko, you don't really want to take advantage of me, do you?"

Ye Shu supported Yoko Okino who was falling in his arms.

Yoko Okino's face turned red with shame, and she took two steps back timidly like a panicked deer.

"Who wants to take advantage of you? You're just dreaming! I just slipped my hand. It's all your fault. You have to say such weird things!"

Yoko Okino, feeling ashamed and angry, covered her lips with her hands and wiped them.

Ye Shu spread his hands and said, "Okay, okay, I get it, it was just an accident, don't wipe it off, I washed my face this morning.

But I didn’t expect that in just one night, you could actually come up with silk stocking milk tea. Are you really a culinary genius?"

Trying hard to suppress her shame and anger, Yoko Okino puffed out her chest proudly and said, "It's just silk stocking milk tea. Can it be harder to make than Chinese cuisine?"

Yoko Okino, who had regained her spirit, carefully took out a thermos from her bag.

Ye Shu opened the lid of the thermos and leaned forward. Sure enough, he smelled an aroma that was very similar to milk tea.

"This tastes pretty similar to what I want to make."

"Of course, my understanding of silk stocking milk tea is a mixture of milk and tea. And..."

Okino Yoko hesitated. "And then what?"

Ye Shu asked.

Okino Yoko fiddled with the corners of her clothes with her hands, "Then of course, use stockings to filter out the impurities."

"Cough...cough..."

Ye Shu started coughing.

"No...Yoko, do you really take the meaning of cooking literally?"

Yoko Okino tilted her head and looked at Ye Shu in confusion, "Isn't this what you taught me, Master Ye Shu? It seems that all Chinese cuisine is like this.

The main ingredients of cola chicken wings, just tell me if it is cola and chicken wings.

The main ingredients of green pepper and shredded pork, just tell me if it is green pepper and shredded pork. "

Yoko, you are such a logical genius!
Makes sense!
Makes sense!
"Can I stop drinking?"

Ye Shu swallowed.

Okino Yoko looked at Ye Shu with disdain, "Master, this is an idea you came up with yourself, don't you even have the courage to take a sip?

I don’t know who it was yesterday, but you kept staring at the stockings I was wearing. Your body and your movements told me that you really like stocking milk tea.”

"Did I?"

Ye Shu's face was full of disbelief.

Okino Yoko nodded her head heavily, "I am very sure and certain that no one knows the master better than me.

Don't worry, Master. As long as you drink this cup of silk stocking milk tea, I won't tell Sister Reina. This is a little secret between us."

"Forget it, you should just talk to Reina-san. I'm already prepared for social death."

Ye Shu just gave up.

When the girl idol was performing, what was wrong with him, as a normal man, taking a look at her legs?
Miss Yoko from Neon, you are really good at threatening people!

The bloodline is pure indeed!
Okino Yoko frowned and picked up the thermos cup on the table fiercely, "Master Ye Shu, you can't escape today, don't force me to beg you to drink.

Last night, I only slept for four hours in order to figure out the most suitable proportion for the silk stocking milk tea.

This is the most perfect work of craftsmanship, please don’t let my hard work down, please!”

When those big watery eyes looked at you pitifully, Ye Shu found that he seemed to be a soft-hearted man.

Then... just a sip?
Isn't it just using stockings to filter out impurities after brewing tea? What's so hard to accept?

All to ensure the quality of milk tea!

"Gudu."

Ye Shu closed his eyes, picked up the thermos and took a sip.

Ok?
The taste seems to be pretty good.

Yoko seems to be a real cooking genius. She has a good grasp of the ratio of tea and milk. She must have tried many different ratios last night to come up with today's work.

"Yeah! The milk tea operation was a success!"

Yoko Okino, who looked pitiful just now, suddenly smiled brightly and made a victory gesture.

"What's the milk tea war?"

Ye Shu was a little confused.

Okino Yoko put her hands behind her back and paced back and forth proudly, "Stop pretending, Master. I've known since yesterday that you're a pervert... ahem, your hobby is a bit overrated.

Master, you don’t really think that I use used stockings to make milk tea, do you?

Hey! Your expression just now seemed to have brought up a lot of strange thoughts.

Don't think about it, of course I used new stockings to make milk tea, my dishes will never be mixed with other weird things!"

(End of this chapter)