Chapter 1083

"Well, this is red wine mixed with lemon and some spices. It was originally intended to be used in the semi-finals, but it was not used, so it was left here." Yang Ming said casually and drank it.

While drinking, I heard Alice say, "Hey, Erina, don't take my little bear!"

"Don't pull my hair!" Yang Ming shouted, "Your drinking capacity is too bad, right?!"

"No! Give me the little bear!" Alice climbed on top of Yang Ming and shouted drunkenly, with the hot smell of alcohol pouring from her lips.

"You" Before Yang Ming could finish speaking, Alice kissed him hard.

"Don't." Yang Ming didn't want to take advantage of others, so he reached out to push Alice away.

"Ah" the slightly hot smell of wine spat lightly on Yang Ming's face, destroying his sanity.

He was also a little drunk.

It has to be said that alcohol is a catalyst for emotions.

Gradually, the cumbersome and obstructive clothes were put aside.

"Well"

…

The bedroom of the Chinese and Western Cuisine Research Association.

Yang Ming slowly exhaled. This time it was really crazy. The instinct that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly burst out, making him a little confused. He couldn't remember the details. He only remembered that the battlefield went from the sofa outside to the study. , from the study room to the bedroom.

Eventually the real fight began in the bedroom.

The faint red stain on the blue sheets also showed that this was Alice's first time.

When everything was released with the scorching heat accompanied by a low growl and a tender cry, the Chinese and Western Cuisine Research Association returned to the tranquility of the past.

"I will be responsible." To be honest, Yang Ming was not drunk at all. At the same time, he also discovered that Alice was only slightly drunk. However, seeing that Alice had no intention of interrupting the fun, he did not choose to stop. Choose to continue.

Alice, who was still frowning and feeling some pain, suddenly burst into laughter. Although it was the first time, there was no shame or anger, but more of a feeling of happiness. He changed to a comfortable position and continued to lie down. With Yang Ming's arms, he used his fingertips to gently draw irregular circles on Yang Ming's chest, "Although it hurts a little, it's very comfortable and very happy."

He was not disgusted, and was even a little happy that he had given it to this man for the first time.

"Do you still want to be more comfortable?" Yang Ming said with a half-smile. It can be seen that Alice, who has lived in Europe and America with her mother since she was a child, is not such a conservative woman. When facing her man, she is not as expected. That shyness.

However, listening to Yang Ming's provocative words, Alice couldn't help but blush, lowered her head and said, "No, you are too powerful. If you act like this, you will be seen through soon."

Just as he was about to speak, Yang Ming's cell phone rang.

Yang Ming looked at the number and asked, "Senior Isshiki? What's the matter?"

"I heard about that." Yi Sehui asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"It's nothing." Yang Ming replied.

Isekhui chuckled, "I didn't expect that your skills are also good, but why are you, an ordinary person, fighting with those bad boys? Not to mention that they have knives. Are you really desperate for your life? Don't show off next time. If something goes wrong, Do whatever you want."

"That's just a last resort!" Yang Ming found that Isshiki Kei didn't seem to know that the person was sent by Nakiri Thistle. Then he thought about it. Nakiri Thistle himself is a ruthless person. It's normal to know those people, and they are called People are just a phone call away.

"Okay, take care of yourself. There are still a few days until the finals. As for Snapper, there's no rush to go." Isekhui said.

"Well, thank you, senior, for your concern."

After he hung up the phone, Alice said to Yang Ming, "I'll ask my mother how the matter went. That damn Nakiri Thistle will definitely go to the police station this time!"

Listening to Alice's angry words, Yang Ming didn't hold much hope for this, "Those people look like they are underage. Even if they hold knives and don't hurt us, they can only get a year's sentence at most, and they may even be suspended, as long as they are underage." If Nagiri Thistle gives you enough money, there is no way they can get rid of Nagiri Thistle!"

"My mother will definitely find a way!" Alice said confidently.

Yang Ming still doesn't have much hope in this, not to mention that he doesn't care about this kind of thing. Instead, he is looking forward to the battle with Nakiri Thistle.

While talking, Alice received a call from her mother, telling him to rush over. However, she did not mention taking Yang Ming with her. He pursed his lips and said, "Hurry up and pack up, I'm going over!"

Yang Ming curled his lips, a little dissatisfied with his future mother-in-law's ignorant arrangement, but quickly packed it up. This was the Chinese and Western Cuisine Research Association. If Ryoko Sakaki and the others were to finish class, they would definitely come over. If any clues were discovered, , that’s really a joke.

After finishing cleaning up, Alice also took a shower and left the Chinese and Western Cuisine Research Association.

Because he was too tired, Yang Ming took a nap after Alice left. In the evening, he had always been groggy when he woke up, but as soon as he opened the door, all the chilly air from outside rushed in. In the room, the refreshing smell went straight into his nose, making him wake up immediately.

"Autumn...has arrived." Yang Ming sighed with emotion. The scorching sun during the day seemed to make people immersed in summer, but this slightly cold evening silently announced the arrival of autumn.

The weather in Tokyo is similar to Sichuan, with four distinct seasons, each with its own charm. Cherry blossoms bloom in spring, yukata fireworks on summer nights, red maples and ginkgo trees in autumn, and plum blossoms in the snow in winter. But for chefs, what interests them more is the different ingredients of each season.

The ground is slightly damp, and the vegetation is covered with dewdrops, giving it a slightly fragrant smell. The fruit trees and fields around Jixingliao have turned golden, hazy in the mist, like a painting that has lost its color. painting.

The whole school was still in a state of excitement, with the honking of cars, the noise of students, and the subtle chirping of insects that only Jingshen could hear. The buildings in the distance are also surrounded by twilight. Jun Imusaki walked quietly behind Yang Ming. He liked this kind of tranquility very much.

Thinking about it, Yang Ming should also like it.

It's a pity... there are people here who don't realize the value of this peaceful tranquility.

"I said...Yang Ming, what do you think of doing now?" Xingping Soma has always been a silent star, and such silence always made him feel uncomfortable, so he simply spoke directly.

Jun Imusaki rolled his eyes at Yukihira Soma. Once there was a sound, the quiet atmosphere just now disappeared instantly.