After the World of Conan is Full of Bad Luck - Chapter 115

    She stretched out her hand and touched the side, but only felt a coldness, and barely raised her eyelids, and the chaotic thoughts in her mind finally began to turn.

    Last night, no, according to the exact time, it should be today after 0:00…

    A rather chaotic night.

    She sat up reluctantly, buried her face in her hands, and her physical exhaustion kept reminding her that she needed to rest.

    But the originally scheduled maintenance cannot be postponed, and I have to go to Qimu’s house for dinner at night, otherwise Nanxiong will definitely worry about himself.

    “Aren’t you going to sleep?” As the door was pushed open, Matsuda Jinhei also walked in.

    Amamiya Qianxue shook her head, “I won’t sleep, there are still many things to do.”

    She said, closing her wide shirt. Matsuda Jinping’s clothes were too big for her, and they dangled completely on her body, not to mention that she could even stuff two of herself inside.

    “Wait, the floor is too cold, don’t come straight down.”

    Matsuda Jinhei said as he walked to the bed.

      His calf was as crystal clear as jade, without a trace of fat, and the red marks and tooth marks dotted on the skin made his eyes dim.

    “Do you go to pick up clothes today or buy all new?”

    He picked up the man with one hand.

    The crook of her arms fit her skin without cloth, which made her tremble slightly.

    She was lying in Matsuda Jinping’s arms and muttered, “This is a bit far from the bookstore, it’s very troublesome to run back and forth.”

    Because of the seamless fit, she could feel Matsuda Jinping’s body stiff, and quickly explained in a soft voice: “Just like what I said last night, you can move to my place. By the way, in fact, my home is quite empty when I live alone.”

    “Is the Qi Mu’s house next door to yours?”

    “Ah, um, yes, we’re neighbors.”

    Matsuda Jin lowered his gaze, carried the person to the bathroom and put him down, “Let’s wash up first, the clothes are drying on the shelf over there, what do you want to eat later?”

    “Fine, as you like.”

    Seeing that the other party was about to leave, she suddenly thought of something and grabbed the other party’s sleeve suddenly, “Wait, Zhenping, can I cook with you for a while?”

    She wonders if she can get along with the appliances in the kitchen without the influence of her superpowers.

    “Do you want to try it?” Matsuda Jinping was a little surprised. When she lived together before, she didn’t want to touch it at all.

    Amamiya Qianxue’s eyes were filled with a certain sparkling emotion, “Yeah, let me try.”

    “Okay, then I’ll make preparations.” He patted the other person’s hair dotingly.

    After taking the time to wash up, Amamiya Chiyuki changed her clothes and tied her hair, and her excited look looked like a high school student who knew she was going on a school trip.

    Matsuda Jinhei stood in front of the refrigerator, a little confused, what to do to make the other party not feel frustrated, and what to do for a delicious breakfast.

    It can’t be too simple, Qianxue will definitely feel uncomfortable, and it can’t be too difficult, it will make people lose confidence, so choose a sandwich that can’t go wrong, fry bacon and add chopped eggs , it should be suitable for novices.

    Matsuda Jinhei thought about starting to boil the eggs, and then took out the necessary ingredients from the refrigerator.

    “Are you doing it?” Amamiya Qianxue quickly came over after finishing it quickly.

    “No hurry, just boil the egg, let’s make a sandwich, how about it?”

    “Okay.”

    The eggs in the pot are now cooked, and Amamiya Chiyuki is under the guidance of Matsuda Jinping to peel the shells in cold water.

    “Separate the egg yolk from the egg white. The egg yolk can be crushed a little, but the egg white is not required, otherwise the taste will not be good.”

    “Oh oh.”

    Amamiya Chiyuki handled the boiled eggs rusty.

    His eyelids twitched, and a bad premonition flashed in his heart, “Let me season it, do you want Qianxue to try frying bacon?”

    “Okay, what do I do?”

    “First preheat on low heat, then brush with cooking oil, add bacon after the oil is hot, fry on medium heat until golden brown on both sides.”

    He thinks he has said every step very carefully, but why can he fry such a pot of black long strips in a minute or two when he seasons the broken eggs?

    Amamiya Qianxue drooped her eyebrows, a little afraid to look at the other party’s expression.

    She doesn’t understand why this happens.

    “Hahahaha…” Matsuda Jinping couldn’t help laughing, with a helpless sigh in his hearty laughter, “It’s okay, it’s just the first time, it’s normal to not do well. “

    “No, I’ll never touch cooking again!” Amamiya Qianxue shook her head and refused. She could know that the other party specially chose simple ingredients, but at present it seemed that she was born to collide with cooking .

    Matsuda Jin bowed his head and kissed the other’s puffy face, “Okay, anyway, I didn’t plan to let you cook, let’s go to the living room to rest.”

    After breakfast, she still didn’t understand why she didn’t know how to cook, until Matsuda Jinhei pulled out a silk scarf and tied it around her neck, and then she came back to her senses.

    She looked down at the light pink women’s silk scarf, and couldn’t help asking, “Why do you have such a thing here?”

    “This, have you forgotten? It’s the luggage you left in the police academy.”

    “!?? That means you should have my clothes here? Why did you bring your shirt to me last night??”

    Jinping Matsuda pursed his lower lip and did not answer.

    The other party suddenly realized, “Oh, the boyfriend’s shirt is right!”

    Jinping Matsuda nodded, “Yes.”

    No, no, he didn’t even want to give him his shirt at first.

    He lowered his eyes and suppressed the surging obscure emotions.

    He knows that his state is not normal, but it doesn’t matter, as long as she is still by his side.

    “Wait a minute, stop.”

    Amamiya Qianxue stared at the dessert shop that flashed past the car window, and quickly talked to the people around her.

    Jinping Matsuda backed the car a distance, then stopped, “What’s the matter? Do you want to buy something?”

    “Well, dessert.” Amamiya Chiyuki said and unbuckled her seat belt.

    Colorful desserts are placed in delicate trays, and the sweet and creamy aroma is accompanied by the mellow bread flavor, floating in this small store.

    Jinping Matsuda thought she would pick those cakes or macarons, but she didn’t expect it to be the unremarkable brown-black coffee jelly.

    Does Qianxue like this kind of thing?

    “I’ll pay, is that all?” Matsuda Jinhei said and took out his wallet.

    Amamiya Qianxue shook her head, “You don’t need to pay, this is for someone else, he likes to eat this the most.”

    “Oh.”

     “He”?

    Matsuda Jinping frowned, “Which one is it?”

    “Huh?”

    “I asked, which is it? Which one is Qi Muli?” He lowered his eyes and stared at the girl who had just paid.

    Amamiya Qianxue blinked, “Nuoxiong, his favorite is coffee jelly. If he is going to dinner tonight, he always has to prepare a gift.”

    She spoke very frankly, and there was no haze in her clear eyes, Matsuda Jinping could see that she was a little uncomfortable from the inside.

    “Well, get in the car.” He put his arms around the other person’s shoulder and didn’t speak any further.

    Sure enough, is it right that he should not let her go out today?

    The relationship between them seems to be closer than I thought.

    Restarting the car, Amamiya Chiyuki always felt that something was wrong, “What’s wrong with you? Are you angry? It’s really a souvenir.”

    “No, you think too much.” No, he was really upset.

    Matsuda Jinhei bit the soft meat in his mouth and told himself to calm down, “As expected, I’ll move to you.”

    The inferiority in the man’s bones is just about to move.

    Want to show sovereignty.

    “Oh, yes.” Amamiya Qianxue nodded, unaware that something was wrong.

    Amamiya Qianxue never felt that there was anything wrong between herself and Yutame, friend, childhood sweetheart is the best word to describe the relationship between her and Nanxiong.

    Never guess that the other party will be upset because of this kind of thing.

    “This is your home?”

    Matsuda Jinhei parked his car in front of a slightly old house.

    Amamiya Chiyuki opened the car door, “Yes, where I lived since I was a child.”

    A two-storey Japanese-style building with a light green exterior wall, which seems to be somewhat faded and dilapidated due to aging.

    The fence and the courtyard look very new, as if they have just been renovated, but the result of this refurbishment makes Matsuda Jinhei feel a little subtle.

    “Xiao Qian? Are you back?” Saiki Kurumi waved at her while drying her clothes.

    Amamiya Qianxue smiled and passed the bag in her hand, “Auntie, this is a dessert for Nanxiong, and I will come over for dinner tonight!”

    Saiki Kurumi shook her head helplessly, “Ah, you don’t have to send it every day.”

    She and her father didn’t have a girl, she always treated the neighbor’s child as her own half-daughter, Xiaoqian is fine in everything, but she is too well-behaved and sensible, and has been keeping herself away since her parents died At home, I finally came out for activities recently, and I sent desserts to Xiao Nan almost every day.

    “It’s okay, Auntie. By the way, can I bring my boyfriend over for dinner this evening?” Amamiya Qianxue said, pulling the curly-haired youth who just got off the bus.

    Saiki Kurumi was stunned, then ran into the house in the blink of an eye, dragging her husband and son out.

    “Come here, Dad, Xiaoqian is in love.”

    “Mom, do you mean the one next to her?”

    “Well, it’s pretty, but not as good-looking as Dad.”

    “No, in my eyes, my mother is the prettiest.”

    The couple began to talk sweetly again, surrounded by pink bubbles.

     Matsuda Jinhei blinked, he hadn’t even introduced himself yet, so he had no idea what was going on.

    “Nuoxiong, my boyfriend Matsuda Jinhei.”

    “Oh, congratulations.” Qimu Nanxiong looked indifferent, then his eyelids twitched, because he could passively hear his heart, and felt Matsuda Jinping’s huge hostility.

    It was also mixed with a little black mud, and it was the black mud that was about to drag her green plum down.

    Isn’t Amamiya Chiyuki saying that he is a stupid man? Is this really called a stupid man?

    The corners of Matsuda Jinping’s mouth twitched slightly, and he hugged the person beside him, “It’s the first time we met, my name is Matsuda Jinping.”

    “Kusio Saiki.”

    Ah, Kusuo, Saiki Kusuo, coffee jelly was bought for this man.

    Amamiya Qianxue was a little surprised, and then asked Zhuma: “Okay, the greeting is over, shouldn’t you tell me what’s going on?”

    Nanxiong Qimu picked up the dessert bag that was left by his mother, “You should be able to ask him more clearly, which is roughly as you guessed.”

    “There is today’s limited dessert, coffee jelly!” Amamiya Qianxue blinked her eyes with a smile.

    Even though she knew that the other party had perspective, she still explained one sentence.

    “Well, you don’t have to buy it next time.” He said and glanced at the people next to Amamiya Qianxue.

    Matsuda Jinping, who couldn’t get in at all, tightened his hand on his girlfriend’s shoulder slightly, and a strong emotion accumulated in his eyes.

     Qimu Nanxiong glanced at him and said, “Qianxue, do you want to marry him?”

    “Ah? Why did Nanxiong ask this all of a sudden?”

    Matsuda Jinping’s hand took a little strength, turned the other’s face towards him, raised his eyebrows and asked, “Why, don’t you want to?”

    He lowered his gaze, the flames flickering in his gray-blue eyes.

    Nanxiong Qimu frowned slightly, what was that man named Jinping Matsuda thinking in his heart, Qianxue, weren’t you really deceived by a face?

    Imamiya Qianxue, who was completely unaware of the undercurrents, only felt that her boyfriend was a little uneasy, she comforted her with a smile: “No, I will.”

    Saimu Kusuo’s hand that clenched the paper bag slightly loosened, seems to be normal now? Is this person mentally unstable?

    He is a little worried about Qingmei’s future relationship and marriage.

    “Well, I know, it will be fine.”