"Isn't Joe-kun in school?"

The tram swayed and accompanied by the stopping of the station, the whole person leaned forward slanted.

"I'm not here, I went to the Gongdao Department in the morning."

"Okay (cute shark expression), Hanawa will be waiting for Joe at the door."

Uesugi Do's cute expression with a little confidence was much more comfortable when he saw it.

The sun between each other is so warm.

It took about 40 minutes to come here at the University of Tokyo.

The cherry blossoms in May have not yet faded, and tourists are gathering outside the red painted Akagi.

Everyone was taking photos one by one to admire the Yae cherry blossom tree with lush branches and leaves.

Uesugi Thomasen's eyes were traveling around the crowd taking pictures, and then on the bench under the cherry blossom tree, he saw the girl holding a cup in her hands and drinking slowly.

The girl had short hair with shoulders and tied two strands of hair with flower rubber bands in front of her.

The elegant and simple skirt has a pink bag on the side.

The cherry blossoms scattered all over the body make the girl's cute and beautiful face look like a first love that makes her heart throbbed.

Before he could walk forward, several photographers took pictures of her waiting under the cherry blossom tree through the endless crowd.

It is rare to see the beautiful scenery and the beauty complement each other in such a coincidence.

Uesugi Dot knew that Little Hanawa was not so beautiful when he was a child.

Perhaps she is too cute. Many boys who have watched her secretly for a long time are afraid to step forward because they are shy, afraid of being rejected, and even more afraid of long-term loss that ends before it even begins.

Several tourists who came forward to ask for some photos for her were also politely rejected by her.

Hanamaru Hanawa sat under the cherry blossom tree outside the gate of Tokyo University, holding a milk tea cup in both hands.

When he muttered in his heart, "Zhaojun should be coming soon," a cherry blossom fell on the lid of the milk tea cup.

When the girl pinched the petals with her white fingers and raised them up to look at them curiously, she saw the familiar smiling face in front of her.

"Zhaojun!"

The girl shouted happily, and sat up from the bench, standing in front of him with her leather shoes.

Uesugi Tou wanted to pinch her happy little face, "I forgot to tell you just now that the sugar content of milk tea is very high."

"What will happen?"

"Will get fat."

Hanaman Hanabu showed a bright smile and tilted his head slightly in front of him and said:

"There has always been a question for the fireworks. Do Zhaojun like fireworks or like the fireworks?"

"It is precisely because this is the smile that looks like a firework, that I like it."

"Zojun is lying to others." Hanamara Hanabu slowly stepped forward and leaned against him, holding his hand inadvertently.

"Why am I lying?" Uesuma Sao looked at the cute girl who was holding her arm beside her.

"Everyone says boys only like appearance."

Uesugi: "That's just that they don't know me."

"Zojun... tell you something..." Hanamara Hanami's voice suddenly became a little smaller, and she felt a sneaky feeling.

"What?"

"The fireworks...a little longer..."

Uesugi stopped and touched her head, "It's not long, it's still so short."

"No, not height, weight!" Hanamara Hanami's head was pressing his hand.

"It's heavy again just after it was reduced?" Uesugi's hand slid down her head, pinching her face with her index finger and thumb.

Because it was so comfortable, he pinched it a few more times.

Then, Hanamaru Hanabu said with a slightly blushing face:

"Zhaojun... still can't change this habit..."

He couldn't sprinkle dog food in public for too long, so Uesugi put down his hand first.

"You see you didn't resist. Doesn't this mean you're used to fireworks? Also, don't eat too much sweets, it's better to eat more chili."

Hanaman Hanabu knew that when someone came to her school to see her with gifts, he always brought some chocolates, small cakes and other things to express his condolences.

Every time I get a little bit fat, I have someone’s responsibility.

The two of them accompanied each other and left Akam of Tokyo University.

"Zhaojun, what do you want to eat today?"

"Oh?" Uesuma's stomach that had been silent for a long time came to anger, "You don't have a manuscript today, are you going to hurry up?"

Walking on the bustling urban pedestrian street, Hanamaru Hanai was closely tied with him, making him look like a couple who were always emitting sweet smell.

"Huahuo is a little busy, but he is still willing to take time to cook a meal for Joe."

"How long have we been in love? It's been two years since Xiao Hanawa's still so clingy?" Uesugi said with a smile.

Hanamaru Hanabu hugged his arm and said softly: "Because... it's Joe."

Uesugi Do thinks she learned how to act spoiled by chance, maybe she didn't know it.

"I want to eat sukiyaki."

"good......"

"Steamed tea bowl."

“It’s OK.”

“Pakyao eel.”

"Um."

"Takikoyaki."

"As long as it is Zhaojun...you can do fireworks..."

"Then..." Uesugi Dog smiled faintly, "I want to eat you."

"good."

Hanamaru Hanabu subconsciously agreed, then reacted and said in a panic: "No, no!"

Uesugi Dog still hugged herself, but looked up at him and shook her head:

"We cannot regret it."

"Zhao Jun is a bad guy!"

"The bad guy, Hayabuki, will also like it," said Uesugi.

“No…I don’t like…”

"It's okay if you don't like it. We get married when we become a child, and we are husband and wife."

Hanamaru Hanahuo's red face became more and more cute. She has grown a lot these days, but she will be shy in front of him for no reason:
Chapter completed!