Hunger Platform: In the beginning, I share a room with Kasumigaoka Shiwa

and so.

She just chose quietly at this moment, silence!

Seeing that the succubus did not respond.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu snorted softly:

"Humph!"

then.

Bend over.

Give Su Yang a princess hug.

directly hugged.

Walk towards the bed.

at this time.

She suddenly thought of her prisoner's space.

It seems that there are still a lot of fruits?

It is the fruit produced by the super moonlight plant in the last night.

These, forgot to give to the master!

Sitting next to Su Yang.

Obviously the movement of the two of them just now.

Long past the volume that would attract silent creepers.

but.

I was stunned that no silent crawler came over.

Attack them!

...

at the same time.

In Su Yang's portable manor.

Qiongmei looked at the moon hanging over the manor.

Look at the table of meals that have been prepared.

With a long sigh:

"Wow!"

"Yang Jun, why can't you come in at night?"

"What if the game is in danger!"

Listen to sister Qiong's broken thoughts.

Little heart is very big!

Freshly squeezed juice in hand.

Excited to drink:

"Wow!"

"Delicious!"

"Sister Qiong, don't be so nervous! Yang Jun is our man!"

"How could you be in danger!"

"Hmph, come and eat~"

"Otherwise, be careful that you don't have the energy to deal with the work arranged by Yang Jun during the day!"

Listen to Xiao Bu's urging.

Qiongmei curled her lips.

but.

Think of the daytime.

Yang Jun sleeps alone in his arms.

Qiongmei's heart felt warm again.

Woo, yeah.

To preserve your strength, um, work hard for Yang Jun!

Cherish the eight hours you meet every day!

thinking.

Qiongmei picked up the fork on the table.

All of a sudden inserted in the spaghetti.

The fork is on the noodles, giving it a few turns.

Then send it to your mouth.

One bite, swallow it!

"Woo! As expected of me!"

"When I have breakfast tomorrow, I have to prepare pasta for Yang Jun!"

"Hum~"

"Hey!? Little buried!"

"Don't run out of ketchup, that's what I worked so hard to make!"

"Save it for Yang Jun tomorrow!"

Sudden.

Qiongmei saw Xiaobu who was playing with ketchup.

Shout out!

Xiao Bu looked at the stingy sister Qiong and curled her lips:

"Hey Hey hey!"

"If you want french fries, you want ketchup!"

"It's a big deal, just do something overnight!"

"Sister Qiong is too stingy!"

Watching Xiao Bu complain.

Qiongmei pouted.

Two little guys.

No one will obey anyone.

stare at each other.

For a while.

On the side, Katsura Manami smiled!

"puff!"

"Come here, stare for a while longer."

“The pasta was cold!”

Listening to Katsura Manami's ridicule.

Only then did Xiao Bu react!

French fries!

It must be eaten hot to have a soul!

"Woooooo!"

"It's all because of sister Qiong!"

'Scrooge, cheapskate! '

As she said that, she was already stuffing French fries into her mouth.

And don't forget.

Dip in ketchup.

Qiongmei watched Xiaobu eat her ketchup in retaliation.

......... 0

Heart is bleeding.

I want to go up and smash my fist!

But thinking about it, Yang Jun will come tomorrow, and this little guy will accuse him of being black.

In case of being punished by Lord Yang, the loss outweighs the gain.

and so.

Sister Qiong took a deep breath.

With a cold snort:

"I don't care about you, you little brat!"

Hearing sister Qiong say that she is a brat.

Xiaobu quit immediately!

"Hey, hey, you're the brat!"

"Let's talk about birthdays!"

"I don't compare myself to children!" Seeing Xiao Bu's reaction, Qiongmei realized immediately that she had found her weakness, and said, gently brushing her hair.

Looking at sister Qiong's ease and comfort.

Well, and that look.

Seems to be looking at his airport contemptuously?

The little boy gritted his teeth with hatred!

"Wow wow wow!"

"Hmph, I... am a little younger than you!"

"But you keep staring at people, it's very impolite!"

"I'm going to eat up your ketchup!"

"Hum~"

talking.

The two really don't care about each other.

Katsura Manami on the side did not try to persuade her.

Instead.

Silently waited after the meal.

Clear the table.

Ten o'clock at night.