When they arrived in the suburbs, Ryuri Hoshino got off the tram.

When she walked to the door, she met Keiko Shiraki again.

Shirato Keiko gave Hoshino Ryuri a pancake fruit again.

Xia Yan's attention was immediately changed from his wallet to pancake fruit.

Why can't ghosts eat, and they don't even have the qualifications to smell it?

Forget it, what the islanders do is just a sign of falsehood!

Although he thought so, Hoshino's enjoyable expression made him unable to comfort himself.

Halfway through eating on the table, Hoshino Ryuri remembered Natsuhiko.

She took out the incense from her schoolbag and took the incense burner.

"Which one do you want?" asked the girl.

Xia Yan handed the one named Gala.

Hoshino Rili lit it and inserted it into the incense burner.

Two very ordinary wisps of incense popped up on the incense, and the incense that costs fifty yuan per piece is no different.

Blood loss!

Lying next to the incense burner, Natsuhiko looked at Hoshino Liuri eating pancakes happily, and was about to break out of her body.

He recalled the taste of the pancake fruit.

The crispy and crispy ones that sound like a bite, the soft dough cake, the ham with meaty aroma, the spicy sauce, the sour and sweet apples...

Hum? What's going on with Apple?

No, it’s not a problem with apples, it’s a problem with sourness and sweetness!

He smelled a sweet and sour smell, so an apple scattered in his mind!

He can smell it!
Chapter completed!