Chapter 550 This Bowl Is Too Hard to Wash (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

Hua Hua Hua.

The clear water hits the white porcelain, and the scattered water patterns gradually turn into the shape of a porcelain plate.

Some are cold, some are.

The magic of calming down.

In the kitchen, Sakaki was absentmindedly washing the dishes. Since Miyano Akemi cooked dinner, he had to share something.

When the sponge with dishwashing liquid comes into contact with water, it will produce dense and smooth foam. Under the wash of water, the oil stains will fade away, and the porcelain plate will become clean and smooth again.

Every time a dish was washed, Sakaki would control the water and pass it to Miss Miyano beside him.

She took a towel and wiped off the remaining water droplets on the dishes, then stood on tiptoes and carefully put the dishes back into the cabinet above her.

Sometimes, Sakaki would slow down the dishes so that he wouldn't appear rushed or anxious.

The two of them cooperated tacitly, and the dishes piled in the pool decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Feel sorry."

Miss Miyano wiped the porcelain plate and suddenly said:

"I blamed you wrongly before."

When they met for the second time, in the coffee shop, Miss Miyano really ridiculed him.

We were inseparable when we were young, but one day, someone suddenly left without even saying hello, and he left for ten years.

Think about it now

If she were in her position, it would be pretty good if she could hold back from swearing.

Sakaki paused for a moment, looked at Miss Miyano who was in a low mood, and suddenly placed his wet palms on her slender and white neck.

"ah!"

The sudden chill made Miss Miyano tremble, her hair follicles shrank instantly, and goose bumps appeared:

"What are you doing!"

She pouted her mouth and asked displeasedly:

"We're talking about serious things!"

Sakaki didn't answer, didn't take back his hand, and just covered her neck.

after a while

The coolness in the originally cold palm began to subside, and a sense of warmth slowly emerged.

In a daze, Miss Miyano understood:

"Are you trying to tell me that no matter how cold the iceberg is, as long as you keep working hard, it will melt one day?"

".No."

‘Master’ Sakaki shook his head and said calmly:

"Originally I just wanted to scare you, but suddenly I felt very comfortable and didn't want to move my hands away."

Miss Miyano: "."

On a summer night, she was wearing a simple white T-shirt and blue hot pants. Under her white legs, ten pink broad beans poked out of her sandals, which looked a bit dazzling under the dim light.

The atmosphere became charming.

She suddenly saw her boyfriend staring directly at her toes and licking his lips.

Uh-huh!

Her toes curled up instantly, and she wanted to retreat warily, but Sakaki Cheng took the first step and grabbed her arm:

"Why are you running? I won't eat you. Besides, it's you who eats me."

".Who told you to look at me wrong?"

With her arm caught, Miss Miyano could not move forward or retreat, so she had to stop and say:

"The dishes haven't been washed yet."

“The longer you soak, the easier it will be to remove the stains.”

Lifting the hair on her forehead, Sakaki gently touched her earlobe, feeling a soft, hot touch on his fingertips.

This is a very ambiguous gesture that many people don’t know about.

The most sensitive parts of girls (only those that are exposed daily) are usually the ears, waist, and neck.

Others didn't know it, but Sakaki knew it very well.

so.

He held Miss Miyano's waist with his left hand, gently touched her earlobe with his right hand, and lowered his head.

Blow gently on her neck.

The hot air flow, accompanied by the strong breath, constantly impacted Miss Miyano's strong yet fragile nerves.

Her legs went weak, she tilted her head sideways, looking at the halo of light from the overhead lamp, and she became drowsy.

After pushing her boyfriend's chest and finding that she couldn't push it at all, she simply closed her eyes and enjoyed the caress from her boyfriend in peace.

Sakaki Makoto, who kissed her neck, felt that his girlfriend's body temperature was gradually rising, and the red cloud spread upward from the collarbone, like ink dripping into a pool of water.

She was emotional.

She stretched out her arms, held Sakaki's cheek, opened her dancing eyes, with water flowing in her eyes, and took the initiative to kiss her boyfriend's lips.

It stirred up the last bit of rationality in the two of them.

Da da da.

By coincidence, the sound of slippers on the tiles came from outside the kitchen.

Miss Miyano's body was shaken, and infinite strength exploded from her shoulders. She pushed Sakaki away, quickly buttoned up her hot pants, tidied her messy T-shirt hair, returned to the pool, and tried to take a deep breath to calm down.

Sakaki Cheng was so fucking dumbfounded.

Can this also be stopped? !

"Shiho?"

Miyano Akemi stuck her head out:

"Have you not finished washing yet?"

"Ah huh!"

After blinking, Miss Miyano quickly nodded in response:

"Yes, sister, this bowl is really difficult to wash. There is a lot of oil stains!"

"many?"

Miyano Akemi was confused. She didn't make fried food tonight. Logically speaking, it would be clean after applying dishwashing liquid and rinsing with water.

When she came to the pool and took a look, her eyebrows suddenly raised.

I used 10 dishes for dinner tonight and 5 for cooking.

After washing for almost half an hour, there are still 10 bowls left?

She looked suspiciously at Sakaki, who was looking up at the moon, wondering why the stars in the sky were so bright, and then looked at her sister, who was holding her head against the pool, with rosy cheeks and slightly trembling legs.

It seemed that he understood something.

This is not just tricking the dog in to be killed.

Miyano Akemi held her forehead, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Forget it, forget it, you guys go and have a rest!"

She waved her hand and pushed her sister away:

"I'll wash the dishes, but on the contrary, tomorrow's dinner."

"Shiho, you do it!"

"Sister, you're the best!"

Miss Miyano hugged her sister happily, gave her a kiss on the face, and then walked out of the kitchen.

"Ahem, well, Akemi"

Sakaki Makoto touched his nose:

"I'm going to the bathroom"

"Go ahead, who's stopping you?"

Miyano Akemi glanced at him:

"It just so happens that the bathroom needs to be cleaned, so you can do it while you're at it."

"No problem, no problem."

Slipping out of the kitchen like he was escaping, Sakaki Makoto came to the bedroom and found that the door was ajar. He looked back and looked around, and after confirming that no one was there, he pushed the door open and walked in.