Chapter 353 Yes, He Is the Cowherd (50 Monthly Tickets Plus More)

"Ha~~~"

At 9 o'clock in the evening, outside the Qingchang Biological Experimental Research Institute, Miss Miyano, who had just finished overtime, yawned and got in the car.

She got off work so late, not because she liked to work overtime, but

she wanted to use overtime to offset her unstable emotions.

After all, when relatives come, girls will become sensitive.

This point.

Miss Miyano is no exception.

"Director Shirley, do you want to go to the convenience store?"

The man in black in the front row asked:

"Or go home directly?"

"Go home."

The cold voice made the man in black shiver, and he didn't dare to ask why, and hurried to the apartment.

No way.

Afraid

Miss Miyano, who was sitting in the back seat, absent-mindedly held her chin and looked out the window.

Although she only ate some sandwiches at noon, she was not hungry at all.

She was still a little irritable.

She was now thinking about

Miyano Akemi.

Tomorrow is the day of the robbery.

I hope nothing unexpected happens.

Will Makoto Sakaki come tonight?

Hey?

Why do I miss him!

She shook her head, trying to get rid of some distracting thoughts and calm herself down.

But

The more she shook, the more dizzy she became.

The image of Makoto Sakaki, with a stainless steel spatula in one hand and a cabbage in the other, wrapped in a Hello Kitty apron, lingered in her mind, becoming clearer.

"Puff."

As she thought about it, she laughed, holding her stomach and shaking.

At this time

Gulp

The sound of swallowing saliva came from the front row.

The man in black wiped the cold sweat and kept looking at the rearview mirror with a horrified expression.

It's over, it's over.

He thought to himself:

Director Shirley is not too stressed and crazy.

How to explain to Gin.

Fortunately, after Miss Miyano laughed for a while, she returned to normal, with a stern face, and looked very bad.

Then

"Hahaha!"

Joy and sorrow are seamlessly connected, and they can be controlled freely

The face of the man in black is like a piece of paper, twisted together, twitching non-stop.

It's so scary

This woman should not be married!

Ka!

Miss Miyano opened the door and suddenly found a pair of familiar leather shoes at the entrance.

She looked into the house in surprise.

"Are you back?"

Sakaki Cheng walked out of the kitchen wearing heat-insulating gloves, holding a steaming porcelain bowl in his hand:

"Come in quickly!"

"Close the door, I've made you some brown sugar water."

"Oh."

Miss Miyano was stunned for a long time before she reacted, and quickly took off her shoes, not even wearing slippers, and ran into the living room with a pair of white socks naked.

She wanted to keep aloof, but

Looking at the brown sugar water on the table, the corners of her lips always couldn't help but rise.

"Wear shoes, haven't you heard that cold enters from the feet?"

Sakaki Cheng brought her slippers over.

"Ah, so gentle."

Miss Miyano's eyes curved, and she smiled and said:

"You have lied to girls many times, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

With a serious face, Makoto Sakaki said solemnly:

"Weapons can hurt the body, but gentleness can hurt the soul."

"Being gentle to multiple women is not called gentleness, it's called promiscuity."

"Huh?"

Miss Miyano said blankly:

"What kind of perverse logic is this?"

"This is not a perverse logic."

Back in the kitchen, Makoto Sakaki brought out the dinner that had been prepared long ago:

"If you don't like the other person, it's best to refuse from the beginning, and use the excuse of not wanting to hurt the other person to wantonly release the so-called gentleness"

"Isn't it a scumbag?"

"Scumbag."

Miss Miyano buried her head Drinking brown sugar water, the ice-blue eyes are bright and attractive:

"That's what you said"

"Aren't you releasing hormones to me now?"

"Hey, hey, hey"

With eyes wide open, Makoto Sakaki retorted:

"Hormone is a hormone secreted by the human body. The Greek word means to rise up and move. It plays an important regulatory role in the body's metabolism, growth, development, reproduction, gender, sexual activity, but"

"Hormone acts more on physiology. I'm not in heat with you, right?"

"Right?"

Miss Miyano raised her eyebrows:

"If it's not hormones, then it's dopamine."

"Well, that's more like it."

Makoto Sakaki admitted it openly.

Dopamine is a neurotransmitter, a chemical substance used to help cells transmit impulses. It is a secretion in the brain and is related to human desire and feelings. It is responsible for transmitting information about excitement and happiness.

Hormone acts more on physiology, while dopamine acts more on psychology. There is an essential difference between the two.

That's why Makoto Sakaki refuted what Miss Miyano said.

He obviously has both!

"Hey"

After drinking the brown sugar water, Miss Miyano felt happier than ever before:

"You run here every day, is it because you have no friends?"

"Friends."

Makoto Sakaki smiled:

"Aren't you my friend?"

"Then you are too dirty to plot against your friend?"

"Nonsense, I have bad intentions!"

Looking under the table, Makoto Sakaki changed his offensive:

"You are not much better!"

Miss Miyano's face changed slightly, and she was angry:

"You used profile on me?!"

"Ah"

Seeing that the other party was angry, Makoto Sakaki immediately admitted his mistake:

"I didn't"

At this time, Miss Miyano suddenly stood up and put a big X on the calendar.

Sakaki looked at her doubtfully:

"What are you doing?"

“Mark the days when you used profiling or psychology on me.”

She didn't even look back:

"Remember ten times, hum."

Brother, no, sister.

We don’t play like this!

Sakaki's mouth twitched.

Why are you still so vindictive?

Just remember it in your mind, not write it down

My scalp was numb and my back was covered in cold sweat.

Sakaki Makoto

Deciding to make amends, he took out a bag.

"What?"

Miss Miyano opened it and took a look.

Suddenly his eyes lit up:

“Prada’s latest bag!”

“It’s still a luxury limited edition!”

"This one is very rare. There are only three of them in the whole of Tokyo, and they have been sold for millions. How did you buy it?"

"How much?!"

Sakaki screamed:

"1 million?!"

Come on!

Ishikawa-san, did you steal it?

"You don't know the price?"

Miss Miyano frowned:

"Where did this bag come from?"

"The bank card doesn't have enough money. Did you rob a counter?"

"No, I grabbed a counter for 1 million, isn't it too low-level?"

Taking a deep breath, Sakaki explained:

"I asked someone to buy this bag for me."

"I told him it was the one in the magazine."

"Who knew he was so rich!"

he.

Of course it’s a male friend.

But don’t let your guard down!

Miss Miyano looked at him deeply and said:

"What kind of business does your friend do?"

"Cowherd."

"???"

"No, no, no, he is the talker of Niulang's shop."

Sakaki changed his words.

"Isn't this still a Cowherd?!"

Ishikawa-san.

Sorry.

After thinking silently in his mind, Sakaki nodded:

"Yes, he is the Cowherd."