Uesuma Dog smiled at the orange-yellow flames flashing on the bonfire, and reached out and gently put the firewood on one side into it:

"I vaguely know that you are caring about me, but I don't think I am very important. I don't matter anymore, so I feel embarrassed to disturb you too much."

Hanaman, who was just turning over the grilled steak with a clip, looked at Uesugi.

His cheeks were shining with the golden glow of the bonfire.

The girl stared at him and said:

"Hahuo felt that the former Joe was very lonely."

"Well," Uesugi nodded and admitted, "There are some."

"At that time, Hanahuo... I really wanted to help Zhaojun, but I didn't know how to help him..."

Uesugi Dou heard her concern, turned her head and smiled at the girl, "At that time, you just had to give yourself to me. With you, I promise I won't become lonely again."

"But," Hanamaru Hanabu's answer was weak, "At that time, even Hanabu took the initiative to confess... Joe-jun might not agree..."

"It's really not necessarily."

Uesugi Teru supported his knees with his hands, and his eyes reflected the appearance of the girl beside the bonfire. "I had an indifferent attitude at that time. Even if the 'sister' confessed to me, I might agree."

"I feel... that kind of sauer is so irresponsible..." Hanamaru Hanabu said.

"I have to agree to it after I agree... I think even if I didn't like myself very much at that time..."

Uesugi Teru remembered the day he confessed.

"I confessed to you at that time, but I didn't know how it would develop in the future. I just thought that if I were with a girl who had been with twelve years, my life in the future would not be that bad.

"Now it seems that I have made the right choice, I am happy."

Uesugi Said this, occasionally recalling past memories, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

“How is the steak grilled?”

Hanamaru Hanabu pinched the iron clip with his right hand: "Wow, put the rosemary and black pepper on it and then lean on it for a while. How many mature ones do Joe want to eat?"

"Absolutely, it's too old to be mature."

"good."

Huawanhuawei agreed gently, and the tender red steak was roasted under her control. The fresh rosemary mixed with the aroma of the steak oil flowed over the nose, making it tender and crispy.

"What is the flower language of rosemary?" Uesuma Doe couldn't help asking, smelling this special aura.

"What Hanawa knows is a memory." Hanamaru Hanawa answered while putting the roasted steak on the plate.

"Well, memory," Uesugi nodded and took the steak she handed over, ""I will not forget the promise you gave me. Please keep your love for me forever, miss me, and think of me."

Uesuma stared at the steak on the plate:

"Using flowers to express their meaning is an ancient tradition. The people of ancient Greece even gave special meanings to every flower and plant. For a long time, they hope to express their thoughts implicitly. It's very interesting, isn't it?"

Huamaru Hanai: "Well, what did the flower language begin to spread?"

"I don't know how long the flower language of rosemary began to spread, and no one knows it yet, but at least when Shakespeare wrote "Hamlet", rosemary had the meaning of "commemoration". Now, there are naturally many more meanings between word-of-mouth of flower sellers. Sometimes a flower has dozens of different meanings."

"Here, let's go," Hanamara Hana Torch gave him a pair of knife and forks, "It seems that Joe always knows some strange knowledge."

"I am a liberal arts student, and of course I always see some strange things by chance. After all, I just learned these."

Uesugizo looked around with the plate, and found that there was less of something to put on the plate, "Didn't you bring a folding table?"

Hanamaru Hanabu suddenly realized something and covered his mouth: "It seems that I really didn't bring it. Do you want to buy one across the lake?"

"No need to worry about that."

Uesuma said, removing his butt from the small stool, putting the plate on it, and squatting while cutting off a steak with a knife and fork.

He used a fork to put the cut eight-year-old steak into a small mouthful and handed it to Huaman Huahuo:

"As a reward, and as my husband's concern for his wife, I will eat the little firework first."

"Zhaojun uses the steak roasted from firewood to reward firewood...weird..."

"Haha, don't care about these details. Come on, you eat first, I'll feed you."

Hanamaru Hanabuki looked at his smiling expression, bulged his face and closed his eyes.

Her little mouth bit forward, Uesugi twitched gently backwards, and the fork wrapped in her small lips slid out of the girl's mouth.

Uesugi: "I feel like feeding a baby."

"Do you want a baby?" Hanamaru Hanabu said with his eyes full of bright light while eating steak.

"When I didn't say it." Uesuma Sao quickly lowered his head and cut a piece for himself and fed it into his mouth.

"I feel that Joe Jun is very resistant to the baby's appearance. Why? Hanahuo and Joe Jun's children must be very cute!" Hanahuo Hanahuo saw him cutting another steak and feeding it to his mouth, and bit it, "Woo, even if it is not cute, Hanahuo will love him very well."

Uesugi Takes back the fork after feeding her, inserts a newly cut steak, and puts it in his mouth, "What should I do if I have a baby?"

Hanamaru Hanahuo's brain didn't turn around. It took a long time to understand what he was saying. He laughed cutely: "Zhaojun actually eats jealous of his child!"

"You said that because you gave birth to a son, he was sticking to you, and your heart was also flesh. Of course, nothing is left, but if you gave birth to a daughter, Huahuo would definitely be jealous when he saw her sticking with me every day."

"Won't!"

"It will definitely."

"Won't!"

"It's definitely," Uesugi Sao repeated, "I'll lend the novel to others to see. The fireworks were like a jealous jar, and his mouth was pouting to the sky."

"This is different, and I didn't stick to the sky."

"What's the difference? It's the same in my opinion." Uesugi Oui rubbed the knife of the beef, and then cut it back and forth, and then fed it to her mouth. "Anyway, I'll be jealous, so if I can give birth later, I'll have a later life. We haven't lived enough of the two-person world."

Huawan Huo cutely bit it off, and her hair fluttered gently in the cold wind at night:

"Then...will you still be so jealous if Joe and Hanawa have been too long?"

"Yes, sure," Uesugi Sao put down his fork and made a sound in the porcelain plate. "Do you remember what I just said about rosemary?"

Hanaman Hanabu thought about it and said word by word: "I will not forget the promise you have given me. Please always keep your love for me, miss me, and think of me."

"Zhao Jun, is that the sentence?"

Uesugi: "Yes, memories are full of your appearance, and it's hard to see your disappearance in life. For example, this camping camping, if you don't come with you, then the fun will be greatly discounted."

Hanamaru Hanamichi was leaning against the shadow, and there was an orange-yellow bonfire in front of him. Uesugi looked at the flames shining on her face.

"Can Fireworks sit here?"

Hanamaru Hanamaru looked at his cheeks lit by the swaying bonfire, stunned for a moment, and moved the bench closer.

"Come on, get in a little longer and sit in my arms."

Uesugi Seo sat naturally on her stool and let her sit in her arms.

I don’t know if it was because of the fire or the temperature was too high, Huamaru Huahuo’s cheeks turned red again.

Uesugi Tho hugged her slender body, her head started from the girl's back, and wrapped around her slender shoulders to her cute rosy cheeks.

She was wearing a scarf and her clothes were thick. She had been staying by the barbecue rack for a while. Even so, these things could not completely cover up the fragrance coming from her.

It was a kind of girlish fragrance, a seductive sweet fragrance, and a kind of clean clothes.

When these thoughts are combined, people feel the desire to bite the red apple in one bite.

"Zhaojun...hand..."

"Ah? Do you want to get closer?" Uesugi Seo deliberately made trouble and took her into her arms.

Cuts

"Bad guy..."

Just after being hugged for a while, the girl's shy appearance was fully demonstrated.

The cold wind in November blew through the mountains. It blew the moon-shining Sagami Lake and the many bonfires in the surrounding camps. The air conditioning passing by made people shrink and made the girl sitting on Uesumo's thigh lean into his arms lazily.

Uesuma's hand was placed on her willow waist and placed it above her soft belly clothes. He stared at her perfect side face and asked softly: "Since you're hugging so tightly, do you want to kiss for a while?"

Under the moonlight, the girl who was hugged tightly in his arms had no room for rejection. She was extremely embarrassed and blushed and said softly.

Girls are beautiful.

Hanamaru Hanabu closed his eyes, raised his shy little head sideways, and pursed his lips.

Uesugi Dog bit her, slowly prying her defense with the tip of her tongue, and then gently bit her upper lip with her lips.

One bite, one open, one close, one separated, close, and one close, close, and entangled back and forth.

At least the woman relaxed her hands with her tight clenched hands and took the initiative to convey her fragrance to him.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe it was too close to the bonfire, and both of them felt a little hot.

"The firewood had a little steak smell, it smelled so good. Why don't we wait and have a barbecue? Now...we'll go inside the tent?"

"..." Huawanwan Fireworks did not make any sound.

"Don't want to? Don't worry, put out the fire first, no one can notice it at all, and there are no one around the lake at night."
To be continued...