"Do you want to eat?" Uesugi Kyushu stopped.

"No, no taste that I have eaten..."

It means that he wants to eat, and Uesugi Kou understands her greed.

So he took her hand and led her to the store.

The store is small and there is only one passage.

"Welcome, what do you need?" said the clerk behind the counter.

Uesugi Kazuki took a look at the price of the newly posted ice cream, tax: 1143 yen.

Very expensive.

“A spicy ice cream.”

The clerk lowered his head and wrote down after the counter, "What is the level of spicy taste? It's slightly spicy, spicy, five times spicy, or hell spicy."

Uesugi Kyuki understands Hanai's taste, "the spicyest."

Two minutes later, he handed the ice cream cup full of red to Huawan, whose pupils were filled with hope.

The girl took it with both hands, said softly, "Thank you", raised her head slightly and asked:

"Don't you eat me?"

"You eat it."

Uesugi Kazuki couldn't stand such spicy peppers. He just entered the store and saw a warning sign standing on the counter that someone was entering the hospital.

"Um."

Hanaman Hanabu followed him, spooned up the red and white ice cream and slowly put it into his mouth.

Sweet and dense ice cream, drizzled with red and hot chili peppers.

The sweet and spicy, cool and hot taste is indescribable.

"How is it?" Uesugi Kobaya asked.

"Spicy, cool, but not very spicy... Do you want to take a bite?"

The girl stretched out her hand and looked at him with a cute and delicate face.

Uesugi Kyu looked at the spoon she handed to her mouth, hesitated for a moment, but lowered his head and ate.

The taste...how to say it?

It's hard to describe, but fortunately the taste is good.

The most important thing is to feed yourself by fireworks.

"How is it, Mr. Ye, do you still want to eat?" The girl's eyes showed a glimmer of desire for recognition.

"Yeah, it's pretty good." Uesugi nodded.

When Hanamaru Hanabuki heard him say this, he lowered his head, scooped another spoonful, and turned it into his mouth to meet his gaze.

“…”

"I always feel that I have become that little guy Hua Yu."

"What are you talking about?" Hanamara Hanamaru had no sense of consciousness and continued to scoop ice cream and reached out to feed him.

Uesugi Sao ate it calmly, "I mean, Hanawa is very much like a wife, considerate and attentive.

Hanaman Hanabu scoops up the ice cream and holds it with his glutinous lips.

The voice suddenly became smaller again: "Zhaojun, do you really want Huahuo to be your wife?"

"Yeah, of course I want to."

"Wife..." After hearing this, the girl's face seemed to have a fever, "A little earlier...after staying together...at night...yes, yes..."

She was like self-hypnosis, and Uesugi didn't hear it clearly: "What?"

Huamaru Huahuo shook his little head like a rattle, "No, nothing."

Uesugi thought that if you didn't hear clearly, you should continue to ask questions, "Haiwara seemed to say 'yes' just now? What can you do?"

“Yes…yes…”

Hanamaru Hanawa clenched the ice cream cup with both hands, and his head was buried deep. After her entangled look lasted for a long time, she suddenly said loudly: "You can live together!"

Passers-by on the pedestrian street looked at the beautiful girl.

The eyes that seemed to be shaking their heads seemed to be saying, "What a beautiful girl, she was deceived by a scumbag."

Uesugi is lying on the gun.

"Woo--"

Hanaman Hanaman held the ice cream in both hands, buried his blushing face deeply, and made a whine like a small animal.

She still hasn't changed her habit of not being watched by others, and she will be particularly shy when she is staring at her.

......

Uesugi Go back to the apartment with her.

When Hanamaru Hanabu wanted to wash his hands, he quickly probed his head and tapped on her lips.

"Well~ sweet and spicy taste."

"Zhaojun..." The girl pursed her cherry lips.

"So, what exactly is the 'ok' you just said?"

"Zhaojun...must you know?"

"I want to know."

"I don't know if it's OK?"

"I'm willing to act like a spoiled person."

"But... Huahuo won't act coquettish..."

"I can't learn it. I remember I taught you before."

"Yes, is there?" Huamaru Huahuo's purple eyes shining.

Uesugi Do not remember clearly, "It doesn't matter if there is one, just study now. Now, please hold my hand and say, "I'm sorry, Mr. Jo."

Hanaman Hanabu was a little confused, but he slowly hugged him and stretched out his hand, lowered his head, and said stutteringly:

"Sorry...Zhao Jun..."

"No, it won't meet the standards."

"Hey...? No, no?"

Uesugi: "No, do it again."

Hanamaru Hanabu: "I'm sorry...Zojun..."

Uesugi: "No."

Hanamaru Hanabu: "Return, can't you do it?"

"Yeah, do it again."

“Do it again.”

"Good, come again."
Chapter completed!