The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

She couldn't help herself from looking at the garish paint on her face, Qianliu was afraid that she would laugh.

"Qianliu, what are you laughing at?"

However, he laughed when he thought about it.

"It's nothing, I just think of happy things."

"Well..."

He stared blankly at him.

Feilu reminds you: three things to read and collect,

Chapter [-] Traditional culture cannot be lost

Happy things "Can I know"

"It's not particularly important, there's no need to... understand."

Qianliu confused the past.

"Oh."

Simple Zhenbai believed him and took the initiative to hold his hand: "What are you going to eat tonight?"

"What do you want to eat"

"Baumkuchen."

“Would it not be nice to have cake for dinner”

"What would Qianliu say is better?"

"Tsk, hot pot, I forgot these days, Rita hasn't had a welcoming ceremony when she came to Sakura Village."

Qianliu suddenly remembered that the traditional culture of Sakura Village should not be lost.

Hearing the truth, he pouted as if he was very unhappy.

"Let's go, let's go back and go to the supermarket. It just so happens that the ingredients in the refrigerator have to be replenished."

Zhenbai nodded, turned to look at Qianliu, who was a head taller than her, and suddenly asked, "Qianliu, do you want me to go back to Britain or stay here?"

There are unusual expectations in her eyes, and there are also some hidden fears, afraid of hearing answers that do not meet expectations.

Qianliu pondered for a moment, then responded, "Do you like Britain or here?"

"here."

Shinshiro squeezed his hand tightly and added, "I want to know Qianliu's opinion."

"Me, of course I want you to stay here, do you still want 987 to escape from my palm?"

There was no room for hesitation at all, and Qianliu responded immediately.

Feeling that although Zhenbai didn't say anything, he was close to the delicate body, he smiled slightly.

“Wait...would you like to buy some snacks”

Zhenbai tilted his head: "cloud"

What Yun Qianliu didn't react for a while, then remembered the cotton candy he had bought.

"Oh, that... ah, I don't know if the store is closed at this time, wait a minute: go and have a look."

"Um."

Noticing that Mashiro's spirits were much improved, Qianliu was no longer worried that she couldn't figure it out.

.............and this weekend arrived in a few days, and Rita had been excited since the night before.

"Speaking of men and women shopping alone, using another word to describe it should mean dating, Qianliu, are you happy?"

Rita looked at Shiro defiantly.

The strange thing is that although Mashiro is very unhappy, he still drinks milk silently despite his dissatisfaction.

"uh-huh"

Rita's eyeballs were one, and she said to Qianliu intimately, "Hey...!!!, if I'm happy with Qianliu tomorrow, I'll do great things with you.

She said so with a seductive smile, fingers pressed to her lips less sexy.

"Wow, what are you going to do!"

Misaki was very cooperative.

“I said it all, it was great”

Rita took what Misaki said with a smile, and leaned her body toward Chiryu.

She thought she would hug Qianliu's hand, but unexpectedly, she put her toes up like a kiss, and whispered something in a heart-wrenching voice.

"You can take it easy when the time comes, and don't kill people."

Chihiro slumped on the sofa with his legs wide open, his hands spread wide on the back of the sofa, sitting like an underworld boss and instructed.

"Oh, what are you talking about, Miss Chihiro?"