The three female teachers have different personalities.

Yue Yong Xiaomeng, who is in her work state, should be a good teacher; but she is like a little girl in private, and she will be more like if she doesn’t drink.

Ai Sui Huangquanchuan is careless, careless and generous. After a day's patrol, he insisted on taking Qin Ye to take a bath and taking him to drink and have a midnight snack.

He is more introverted, timid and shy in the iron decoration, but he is also a very good girl.

The three of them are friends and always get together to drink.

Among them, Yue Yong Xiaomeng and Ai Sui Huang Quangawa have been friends for many years. Because she was Ai Sui Huang Quangawa in Tiegong, she was pulled over by her.

Ai Sui Huangquanchuan is not only generous in character, but also quite generous in drinking.

"Gulugulu~", she just sat down and poured several glasses of beer into her stomach, and she could not change her face.

The iron decoration is basically filled with small sips.

Yue Yong Xiaomeng was neither anxious nor slow, and poured wine for them from time to time and asked the store manager for food.

A variety of foods.

The people who are flying in the sky and swimming in the water can basically be taken out if they can be said. This small midnight snack stall seems a bit difficult.

"Talk about it, Qin Ye, what is your relationship with senior?"

"That's my aunt."

"Hey, really? I thought you were siblings. After all, the senior looks so young, although I know she must be older than me."

Aiho Huangquanchuan found it a bit incredible.

He didn't care about the influence at all, put his left hand on Qin Ye's shoulder and raised a cup full of wine with his right hand.

"Come on, cheers."

"……cheers."

Qin Ye can drink, but it is just an occasional pastime.

He really couldn't keep up with the rhythm and admired these three girls as big as Aiho, who was poured into his mouth with a big cup like Huangquanchuan.

It is said that they come basically every day.

Can their bodies really withstand this when drinking like this every day?

Yue Yong Xiaomeng poured them wine with a big bottle.

Speaking of Qin Ye's aunt, he also asked: "Teacher Qin Ye came from there. Is he as good at kung fu like in the movie?"

"…that's just a movie, although the exercise routine is indeed a little bit."

"What does Teacher Qin Ye do at home?"

"It's not a big deal for worker and farmers."

Qin Ye seemed very modest.

Although he was talking to Yue Yong Xiaomeng, his attention was on Aiho Huangquankawa. After all, this girl was hooking her shoulders with him, and her body was a little close to her.

The key is that the breasts hidden in the sportswear will touch his arms from time to time.

Well, it's very soft and very big.

Aiho Huangquankawa, who was already a little drunk, didn't realize it: "Speaking of it, Qin Ye, senior suddenly said he wanted to go home. Could it be that he went back to get married, right?"

"I don't know, but I don't think it's."

“Eh? Why?”

"Because she said she didn't want to get married, she wanted to marry the girl next door home."

"Puff~ cough cough~"

Want to marry...

What a great speech!

...

Talk and laugh, eat and drink.

As a result, Qin Ye was filled with a lot of wine. Although it was all beer, he would feel dizzy if he drank too much.

Aiho Huangquankawa, who drank the most, was already drunk.

The soft and weak iron decoration brought Huangquanchuan Ai Sui back to the dormitory with Yue Yong Xiaomeng, who had been drinking for a long time, and returned to the dormitory.

Qin Ye went home by himself.

My colleagues all look easy to get along with, and it seems that there is no need to perform a workplace drama.

This is very good, daily life is the king.

"Teacher Huang Quanchuan seems to be very good, he looks a bit like Sister Meiling."

Qin Ye was a little obsessed with it.

When he got home, he was the only one.

Misaka Mikoto wanted to stay in the dormitory, but she had no other friends here, so her only aunt flew home and suddenly felt quite lonely.

Walk to another room and take a look.

There are a lot of tutus on the bed, and the somewhat old frog tutus looks very familiar.

After a closer look, it was given to Mikoto Misaka before.

There are also several large cartons of things, which have not been unpacked yet, and there are several pairs of shoes, and the wardrobe is probably full of clothes.

I heard that girls like to buy a lot of clothes.

Qin Ye didn't go to see it.

I glanced at the door of the room for a few times, turned around and washed up to go to bed.

"It's also great to have a niece."

Although there is no blood relationship.

But living together for so many years, it must be my family.

...

The next day, Qin Ye got up a little late when he was hangover.

From the room to the living room, I found that Mikoto Misaka had arrived, busy in the kitchen, humming an unknown tune.

Qin Ye was a little confused and yawned and shook his head.

"Sister Meiling, it's early."

“…Uncle, I am Mikoto.”

"Hey? Ah, Mikoto, well, I'm all confused."

Qin Ye patted his forehead.

He walked towards the bathroom again: "I'll wash my face first and wake up."

“???”

Misaka Mikoto looked at his figure.

Pouted unhappily, then put more sugar into the milk to make dessert delicious.

...

Ten minutes later.

Qin Ye drank the sweet and greasy hot milk and felt that his niece might have misunderstandings about the words "just amount" and "a little".

But Mikoto Misaka eats it very deliciously.

After glances for a few times, I suddenly wondered if she was deliberately slandering herself.

Have you offended her?

Qin Ye thought about it carefully and did not find any problems with his performance, which was always normal.

Is there any problem with cooking skills?

"This breakfast tastes very unique. Mikoto, did you cook often before?"

"No, the first time I did it."

"……No wonder."

Qin Ye felt that he should be moved.

But this taste...

It really made him unable to move.

Mikoto Misaka opened her eyes wide and looked at him innocently: "What's wrong, uncle, does the breakfast I made don't suit your taste? I remember that's how my mother did it."
To be continued...