Xia Meng walked out of the room, and Xia Zhi followed her out. She was still holding a cake in her hand. Tachibana Aya, who was sitting next to the kotatsu table and eating the cake happily, immediately noticed Xia Zhi coming out of the room.
Meng, after being slightly stiff, immediately put on a happier smile and waved to Xia Meng: "Mengmeng, come sit here and eat cake together."
Xia Meng nodded, and then walked over there. Xia Zhi saw that about half of the Tachibana color cake that had just been placed on the kotatsu table had disappeared, and Shiraishi Reika had just lost a corner.
That's all, is she that hungry?
Tachibana Aya, who became happy because Xia Meng accepted her invitation, moved to the side: "Mengmeng, come and sit here. If you put the dog and the bear behind you, you can just lean on it and sit.
It’s very comfortable here.”
Tachibana Aya exposed the reason why she likes to sit in that position. Is this an unexpected surprise? However, Xia Meng is not a child who cares about those things very much. She shook her head gently: "No, I will just sit there."
This is fine." Then he sat in the middle position between Shiraishi Rika and Tachibana Aya. The kotatsu table was a prototype. Shiraishi and Tachibana sat opposite each other. Xia Meng just had a relatively wide place to sit down.
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Natsuki placed Natsumi's cake on the kotatsu table, and saw Tachibana Aya and Shiraishi Rika's cups still intact: "Do you want some juice?"
"No."
"casual."
"I want!"
Three completely different answers appeared in this space instantly. Natsuki couldn't even obey the majority. Shiraishi Rika refused Natsuki's move to pour her juice because of her modesty and politeness. Tachibana Aya and Tachibana Aya
As usual, he was completely dominated by hedonism and obeyed his inner desires. Xia Meng also felt that it was troublesome and indifferent as usual, so he did not make a choice at all and gave the right to choose to Xia Zhi. Xia Meng
Zhi Zhi felt that he seemed to have seen three girls looking at each other for a while, and it was not an illusion. Xia Zhi thought about it, Xia Meng had lunch with him, and Shiraishi Lihua came over in the afternoon.
She must have had dinner with her mother before. Only Tachibana Aya planned to come here for lunch after finishing her work from the beginning, so she was probably the most pitiful among the four people present.
Yes. In that case, Xia Zhi thought it would be better to get some juice, and then stood up.
"I'd better go get it. Once I finish the last bit, I can go buy a new one."
Tachibana Aya still had a bright smile. Xia Meng looked at her thoughtfully, and then looked at Xia Zhi. Xia Zhi walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door, and found a juice bottle that was basically unused.
.Although the so-called last point is a bit exaggerated, it is actually about the same to fill three cups with such a bottle of juice. After all, both the cup set bought by Tachibana Aya and the cup bought by Xia Zhixin are of relatively large capacity.
Whether he could fill all three glasses was a question, so Xia Zhi stopped worrying about it. He returned to the kotatsu table with the juice, and Xia Zhi poured juice into the three glasses one after another and took a brief look at it.
, there seemed to be just a mouthful left, so Xia Zhi raised his head and drank it all. He always felt that this scene was a little familiar.
After throwing the juice bottle into the trash can, Xia Zhi came and sat down opposite Xia Meng. The four of them happened to be sitting in the four directions. Tachibana Aya of the Guidian Production Factory had an idea and made a suggestion: "Would you like to come together?
Play Ludo?”
"No." Xia Zhi refused very simply. Now is not a suitable time to play flying chess, especially those flying chess placed in the apartment are absolutely abnormal. Xia Zhi does not want to play when Xia Meng is present.
This kind of waste of time will definitely be punished by Xia Meng.
Tachibana Aya didn't show her signature disgusted expression this time, probably because Xia Meng was still here, and she didn't dare to expose her skin too thoroughly. If the skin got too cold, it would be too explosive.
"Speaking of which, how about this cake?" Xia Zhi deliberately wanted to change the subject.
"It's delicious. You never disappoint me." Tachibana Aya praised him seriously. Although Xia Zhi was very grateful for her praise, her actions of eating snacks as if eating made Xia Zhi
I suspected that she didn't taste it carefully at all. Although Xia Zhi herself didn't have any spirit of confectionery, the way Tachibana Aya ate the cake made Xia Zhi find it unconvincing. On the contrary, it was the praise from Shiraishi Reika next to her that made Xia Zhi
Zhi is a little happy.
"Xia Zhijun did a good job." Shiraishi Rika said, and Xia Zhi thanked her in return. After all, Shiraishi Rika was the teacher who taught her how to make these snacks, and she was also a five-star chef. Plus, as a classmate, she got
Xia Zhi was indeed very happy with her compliment. He had a mysterious illusion that he had become a master, well, an illusion.
As for what Xia Zhi is most concerned about... Miss Xia Meng sitting opposite didn't seem to have anything to say. She was just eating the cake with a spoon. After feeling Xia Zhi's gaze, she raised her head and looked.
He turned to the maker of the dim sum: "Do you want it too?" Then he gently put the spoon on the edge of the plate and pushed it in the direction of Xia Zhi. Xia Zhi quickly waved his hand: "I don't want it.
I was just wondering if you would like this."
"Not bad. Don't you want it?"
"I don't have to, I don't really like eating such sweet snacks."
"That's right." Xia Meng pulled the plate she had just pushed back to her, and then began to eat in small bites. Baishi Lihua became curious: "Xia Zhijun doesn't like sweet snacks.
?”
"It's not so much a snack, but it's more like I'm not used to eating anything that's too sweet. In my house, chili is always added to every meal. Sweet things are a bit off-putting, but they're generally sweet.
There’s still no problem with the taste, but for crepes, for example, it’s almost reaching its limit.”
"That's it, then I'll remember it. Next time I will make some less sweet dishes for Xia Zhijun to try."
Xia Zhi felt the sharp gaze from the opposite side and wished he could slap himself. Obviously as long as he spoke honestly and said what he wanted and didn't expand the topic, there would be no problem. Why should Xia Zhi be so mean? Now, Xia Zhi