Don't train beautiful girls in a weird direction.

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But the moment she raised her eyes,

Connected with Chi Yumo's uneasy wavy line of sight.

"What..." she murmured.

Kiyono Taki's gaze was focused as if in fragments, and his pupils expanded and contracted back and forth.

A term that had never existed before appeared among the girls.

"friendship."

Kiyono Taki only knows how to hate and like, and even his discussion of "love" stops at his superficial taste of Chen Mo.

Chi Yumo only knows how to possess and control, and his understanding of "love" still remains at the shallow level of procreation and venting.

Chen Mo stared closely at the reactions of the two girls, ready to deal with any emergency that might arise at any time.

What he didn't know was,

The girl's subconscious mind is not as simple as just adding "friendship".

Chapter 106 Drink It All

Ridiculous, Qingye Taki just thought it was ridiculous.

The moment she looked at Chi Yumo, she actually had such a ridiculous idea: "It's not impossible to give her a little bit of Chen Mo."

Anger can be nameless and can occur inexplicably, but joy and pleasure cannot.

When she was doing it with Chen Mo, she would be happy, but would feel tired after a long time. When Chen Mo went too far, she would get angry, and could stay angry for the whole day. When she was unhappy with Chen Mo, she would kick him.

Now, she actually felt a moment of joy in Chi Yumo's body. Just a glance at each other, familiarity and intimacy surged like a tide.

Reason, overwhelmed by the surging intimacy, even automatically generated pictures...

She and the woman were both small. They carried their schoolbags to and from school together, slept together, used each other's body temperature to keep warm in the winter, and kept cool by pressing the backs of their wet hands against each other in the summer.

On snowy nights, they would rub their hands together, make them into a trumpet shape, and place them next to their mouths to see who could exhale the most hot air;'

They would fight over an iced coconut on summer nights, cry and reconcile after the fight, and finally each drink the cold coconut juice with a straw.

As they grew up, the man appeared and broke into their world without restraint.

He would hold them both in his arms, holding their feet in each hand, and would say with an obscene smile:

"Master Qingye, baby Yumo, let me smell your feet."

vomit.

What a clichéd plot.

Kiyono Taki shook his head, his dark black hair with a hint of brown-red floating in the air, as if he had just shaken off his worries.

"Chen Mo!" she shouted.

"Yes, miss!" Young man Chen Mo stood at attention.

"Come and have a bite of it." Qingye Taki stretched out a foot. The pink grapes hiding in the black fruit skin were quite tempting.

No... Even though it's time for lunch, I'm not that hungry.

"Miss, you haven't eaten yet... It's not good to eat on an empty stomach. It will make you grind your teeth..." Chen Mo said bitterly.

The young lady looked at him with scrutinizing eyes for more than ten seconds.

Finally, Kiyono Taki let out a long sigh.

Fortunately, it was still the familiar pervert. It was all an illusion, all an illusion.

"Idiot, what does teeth grinding mean?!" Kiyono Taki once again used her classic move, locking the throat with her toes, "Have you tried it secretly yourself? It's teeth grinding?!"

"Ahem..." Chen Mo's breath, which was stuck in his trachea and had not yet been swallowed, was locked by Qingye Taki. After a while, he said, "Miss, wonderful food always makes people reluctant to eat."

"Teeth grinding means that every gap between my teeth wants to rub against your skin. How can I bear to do that?"

"Just smelling it is so addictive, leaving my humble teeth marks on it is such a waste of nature's gift."

"Then you won't use 婖?" Qingye Taki snorted coldly. She had unknowingly become familiar with Chen Mo's perverted remarks.

"Miss, you said it yourself, Xi is disgusting..." Chen Mo said bitterly, "So you can't use Xi."

"Then you might as well go die." Qingye Taki said with disdain.

"Eat lunch first and then die." Chen Mo held her black silk feet and slowly pushed them down, pulling them under the bed.

"Put on your shoes, miss." Chen Mo looked up at her.

"Hmph." Qing Yelong snorted, and raised his toes upward.

Chen Mo understood what he meant, picked up the newly bought panda slippers, held up the girl's black silk heels, and slowly put them into the giant panda's body.

"Miss, is it appropriate?"

"Tsk." Kiyono Taki responded with a disdainful tone and shook his feet as a sign of approval.

"What to eat?" At this time, Chi Yumo, who was in a daze, asked.

Chen Mo was stunned and thought, "Baby Yumo, what do you want here?"

"ask him."

Unexpectedly, Kiyono Taki was the first to reply.

"Oh." The black-haired girl shifted her gaze slightly.

Chen Mo was shocked. Is this subconscious modification really that awesome?

If it were in the past, Kiyono Taki would definitely yell back angrily, followed by extremely bad and humiliating words such as: "Are you a stinking bitch worthy of eating?" "Don't sit at the same table with me!" "Eat the beggar's food that comes out of my teeth!"

But now it's just a simple "Oh, ask him."

Not only did he lose his original momentum, but he also indirectly sold out Chen Mo.

You know, Chen Mo has always been Qingye Taki's exclusive lover, so why just leave him to Qingchi Yumo?

Oh my god.

Restraining his surprise, Chen Mo kicked Qing Yelong to put on his shoes and said in a deep voice:

"These are all Miss's favorite foods."

"What does it have to do with you."

You can't think you can do whatever you want just because you see the change in Kiyono Taki's attitude.

Everything concerning the witch must be carefully considered and handled with extreme caution.

Chen Mo observed Kiyono Taki's expression from the corner of his eye.

She frowned for a moment, then relaxed, her cold and beautiful face showing no ripples.

But Chen Mo's heart was in great turmoil.

"It's not too late to learn about it now. I like Chinese food and I don't have any dietary restrictions."

Chi Yumo was not angry, but misinterpreted Chen Mo's words as "Well, I don't know what you like to eat, so I didn't prepare it for you."

Okay, I’ll take care of this, Yumo baby.

"Then just eat something." Since Qingye Taki didn't want to pursue the matter, Chen Mo didn't bother to care.

Get up and go to the kitchen to bring out the cooked food.

Chi Yumo had indeed not lied to him before. She really did know some cooking skills. It could be seen from the furnishings in the kitchen that all the daily necessities were available.

On the other hand...our Qingye baby seems to have no other life skills except opening his mouth wide and crying for food.

It's understandable. After all, all the skill points are put into the feet, so it's normal that the craftsmanship is poor.

Chi Yumo thought about it, and followed Chen Mo into the kitchen.

And Kiyono Taki sat on the dining table, swaying, with his eyes bright, but overall looking lazy.

Don't know what she is thinking.

"Mapo Tofu?" is the first sentence the black-haired girl said when she came in.

"Ah."

"Thank you."

“???” Chen Mo typed a big question mark.

"Thank you for what?" he asked.

"This is Chinese food, I like it." Chi Yumo said calmly.

"Have you specifically investigated my preferences? Although secretly looking through my closet is a bad thing, if that's the case, then let's just say your merits and demerits are offset."

"no..."

"Are you trying to say that it was prepared for Kiyono Taki?" Chi Yumo completely predicted his thoughts. "It's a way to conceal your love."

The black-haired girl held up her snow-white chin and said seriously:

"They're cooking under the guise of preparing it for Miss Kiyono, but it's actually all for me."

"I'm sorry to expose your ambition, but I'm afraid you need to think twice about the strategy that I can see through."

"No, you think too much..."

"Well, your expression and tone are very accurate. It seems that you have practiced many times in private in order to hide your love."

A quiet and peaceful smile appeared on the girl's cold and delicate face.

"And sweet and sour pork ribs?"

"This is Miss's favorite food!"

"Don't get excited. I won't fall in love with you because of this."

"You ride on the horse!"