"Plan? What plan?" Ryoko Yamamoto became alert, and tried to find out what plan Tachibana Aya said, so that he could have a basis for making countermeasures. However, Tachibana Aya is not an ordinary person, and she doesn't have a plan.
It allows her to make up a complete plan in a few seconds. Most people can't stand the gossip of this crazy person. But Yamamoto Ryoko is lucky, she doesn't have to hear the plan made up by Tachibana Aya.
"Breakfast is ready, let's go wash our hands."
Natsuki yelled in the kitchen. Just as he was about to finish playing the game, Tachibana Aya was stunned for a moment and quit.
"We're just getting started here!"
"If you don't wash your hands, you won't have a share in the breakfast later."
Tachibana Aya suddenly stood up: "Let's go, little Ryoko, let's wash our hands first. After eating, we can continue playing."
Yamamoto Ryoko has deeply understood the counterpoint between Tachibana Aya and Natsuki, and has a sense of sympathy for no reason. Thinking that she was squeezed by Shiraishi Rika in the same way at the beginning... she shook her head and dismissed these things as non-existence.
The things were thrown out of his mind, and Yamamoto Ryoko stood up. She still had to eat breakfast, otherwise the stomachache would be uncomfortable at all.
Natsuki was still packing things in the kitchen, and it was Rika Shiraishi who brought breakfast out of the kitchen. She had only been in for a few minutes, but Ryoko Yamamoto had already put on an apron when she saw her again. Don't tell me,
Although the dress and apron don't match well, Shiraishi Rika still looks good when she wears it, and it always makes people feel particularly suitable. I really want to win the battle again, Yamamoto Ryoko cast an appreciative look at Shiraishi Rika, but it is a pity that later
The reporter didn't notice that she was putting the omelette on the dining table, and had prepared chopsticks and table stools. After doing this, she turned to look at Yamamoto Ryoko again.
"Ryoko, why don't you go wash your hands?"
"Go now, go now." Ryoko Yamamoto waved her hand, and then walked towards the kitchen. Tachibana Aya also went to wash her hands in the kitchen, so there should be no problem if she followed. But obviously she thought wrong and was cleaning up in the kitchen.
Natsuki looked at her and Tachibana Aya, especially Ryoko Yamamoto.
"I thought she was the only one who liked to wash her hands in the kitchen, but I didn't expect you to be like this too." Xia Zhi put a hand on his waist: "The kitchen is not a place to wash hands."
"What does it matter? Isn't the kitchen relatively close?" Tachibana Aya quietly stretched out her hand, and then Natsuki patted it away.
"There is no hand sanitizer in the kitchen. You can wash it in the bathroom yourself. So do you, Ryoko."
"Hey." Tachibana Aya slapped her mouth, then retweeted Ryoko Yamamoto to leave, and said: "Obviously I usually wash my hands here and it's fine. He must be targeting me on purpose."
Xia Zhi wrote down what she said. Next time she dared to come to the kitchen to wash her hands, she would definitely be kicked out by him. Xia Zhi kept her word.
After briefly tidying up the kitchen, Natsuki also walked out of here. Tachibana Aya pushed Yamamoto Ryoko to wash her hands. The only one who could be seen in the living room was Shiraishi Rika. She had already put the plates and chopsticks and was standing at the table waiting.
Then, she saw Xia Zhi looking towards her and smiled.
"Why don't you just sit down?" Xia Zhi walked over.
"Waiting for you."
"Anyway, there are no outsiders, just be casual. Neither of them should mind." Xia Zhi found a seat and sat down: "You can take off your apron first. I was originally planning to start from
It starts at eleven o'clock, just in time for lunch. Lihua, do you have any plans for the afternoon?"
"No, I came here specifically to help Xia Zhijun today. I should be able to stay for a while." She shook her head.
"Then it should be more casual. I don't treat Lihua as an outsider, or does Lihua treat me as an outsider?"
Shiraishi Rika quickly shook her head, hesitated, easily untied her apron, and then sat on the chair. It was rare to see her be so entangled.
"Speaking of which, I remember asking Tachibana to buy some juice. I'll go get it."
"No need to bother."
"Although you are more considerate, Rika, the other two don't think so. It's better to go and get it now than to get it later." Relatively speaking, Natsuki knows Tachibana Aya better, and Shiraishi Rika knows Yamamoto Ryoko better.
Both of them knew what kind of personality the other person was like, so Shiraishi Rika also felt that what Natsuki said was not wrong, but she just sighed slightly: "I will talk about Ryoko later."
"Don't worry, we are just friends." Xia Zhi stood up and turned back towards the kitchen. Shiraishi Lihua fell into deep thought after hearing Xia Zhi's words.
"Tachibana-sama is back!" Aya Tachibana quickly crossed the living room, came to the dining table, and sat directly opposite Shiraishi Rika, and was not prepared to be polite at all: "I'm starting."
Before Shiraishi Rika could even speak to stop her, Tachibana Aya had already picked up the omelette. However, she stopped her movements after picking up the omelette. Naturally, it was impossible for her to suddenly realize that she wanted to
Wait for the other two people who haven't arrived yet. She observed the omelette carefully, with a slightly puzzled look on her face.
"Did Xiao Lihua make this omelette?"
"Ah?" Shiraishi was stunned for a moment.
"What a beautiful omelette." Tachibana Aya praised her.
"Ah??" Shiraishi Rika's doubts became more obvious as she praised her.
Perhaps knowing that Shiraishi Rika might not understand the meaning of what she said if she continued, Tachibana Aya opened her mouth to explain.
"Xiao Lihua, look, the omelette you made looks whiter, and there's no seasoning on it. It looks like a beautiful girl with good skin. Look at the omelette Xia Zhi made, it's already fried.
It has turned a little black, and the omelette is still full of condiment particles. It looks like a middle-aged old witch who doesn’t pay attention to skin care at all..."
"Try your conscience and say it again. Is this human language?" Xia Zhi, who had just walked out of the kitchen with juice, almost threw the juice box directly at Tachibana Aya's head.
"How come what I said is not human talk? It's a fact! If you don't believe me, come and see for yourself." Tachibana Aya even handed the plate to Xia Zhi, asking for interaction.
On the other hand, Rika Shiraishi secretly laughed on the other side because she heard what Tachibana Aya said. It was very hard to endure, and some laughter secretly leaked out.
Only Ryoko Yamamoto, who had just walked out of the bathroom, looked confused).