Wild school has been circulating a legend, in the after-night festival, together with the terroir dance couple, in that year will not be separated, so the so-called terroir dance, but also only couples can dance together.

The world of Xiyuan Temple invites the two gods to the eight gods, and also directly confesses the two gods to the eight gods.

The eight gods are aware of this allusion, it seems that everyone is crying and crying to cut off the yellow hair, because in the after-night sacrifice, Ito Cheng danced with the world of Xiyuan Temple, and then the goddess Gui said that the leaves were pushed down by the yellow hair.

The eight gods caught the yellow hair on their heads, looked at the world of the West Garden Temple, and said easily, "I'm sorry, I can't dance."Then stagger the world of the West Garden Temple and go to the side.No longer looking at the disappointment on the face of the West Garden Temple.

Since you don't stay long in a world, the two gods are avoiding these girls.

"Why?" cried the world of Xiyuan Temple in the back, "you obviously said you liked me!"

The students who were working on the side stopped in the moment of Qingpu and looked at the roaring world of the West Garden Temple.

"I'm sorry, that's fun for you."

The eight gods said, and did not turn back to go forward, while walking, while watching the lively students shouted: "What are you doing?Go to work for me, one by one.”

The students next to him heard the words of the eight gods, and each of them began to work in a hurry.

The world of Xiyuan Temple squatted in the corner of the wall and cried.

Qingpu stood next to the world of Xiyuan Temple in an instant, looked at the distant eight gods, and looked at the world of Xiyuan Temple, who was crying in the corner, and thought about it.

Refusing the eight gods of the world of the West Garden Temple are more irritable, the consequence of this irritability is to find Ito Cheng, and then indiscriminately is a beating, poor Ito Cheng, the front foot has just been slapped, the back foot was chased up again.

After the eight gods left, Ito staggered up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and swore in his heart that he must return with severe revenge.

After beating Ito Cheng, the spirit of the eight gods walking in the corridor, around some students who originally wanted to be lazy to see the eight gods two busy and put into work, the eight gods two secretly nodded, for their awe feel very comfortable.

“Student of Eight.”

A soft voice came from the ear, the eight gods turned their heads, saw the laurel leaves with their hands crossed, placed on the abdomen, the look was somewhat restrained and said: "The last time the eight god students soaked in my home wheat had sprouted, basically there were two leaves, I don't know when the eight god classmates, to go to my house to make malt sugar...

This, the eight gods, thinking of some time ago, did soak some wheat in Gui's house, nodded, and said: "After school today, you need to prepare some materials again, if it is well produced, our cafe can have another dessert."

Gui Yanye nodded, and then the eight gods said on the side, Gui Yanye took out a small book on the side to remember, the two people are very close, the look is more affectionate, far away, like a couple.

The world of Xiyuan Temple, which has just wiped away tears, looks at two people in the corner, clenched their fists and gritted their teeth.The word leaf!

After school, the eight gods called Ito Cheng to his front, arranged a basket for him, and repeatedly confessed that he must complete, and then left the school with Gui Yanye two people, leaving Ito Cheng to look down at the miserable classroom sigh.

"Sincerity" Ze Yongtai's voice came from outside the classroom, Ito turned his head, saw Zeyongtai cringe cringing in and poaching his head, and whispered: "Sincerity, I think you need my help."

"It just costs a little bit."

Zeyong Tai's laugh is very ugly.

Ito looked left and right, saw no one left and right, and then looked at the heavy work of pushing like a mountain in the classroom, and finally nodded his head down.

Zee Yongtai ran up laughing.

In the classroom, the two of them kissed again.

"That's disgusting."

On the roof, I saw that the world of the West Garden Temple in the classroom could not help but scold, and then thought of the eight gods who had just left with Gui Yanye, and couldn't help but hurt themselves.Eight gods, if you don't like me, why bother me?The word?Why the laurel leaf again!

The color-filled eyes of the Xiyuan Temple world have become somewhat dim.

In the corner behind the roof gate, Qingpu looked at the situation in the world of the West Garden Temple and frowned slightly.

After the college festival, she will leave this school, leave Japan, and then go to France, the whole wild school, the only thing she can not put down is the world of the West Garden Temple, her friend.

If the eight gods can take care of the world, then I will leave nothing.

Gui Yanye at home.

As soon as the eight gods entered the door, Gui Xin, the sister of Gui Yanye, hung directly on the body of the eight gods and two, and under the advice of the three gods, he came down from the body of the eight gods and two, and then happily took the eight gods to the kitchen to see the wheat he had soaked, and shouted to eat maltose.

“All right.”The eight gods rubbed the head of the laurel heart and said, "But the process of making is relatively slow, so Guixin you have to do your homework first, this process takes a while, and if Gui Xin wants to eat it, it will be morning."

"How does it take so long?"After hearing it for a long time, Gui Xin said that he was not pleased and vomited his tongue.

“Well, you have to do your homework first.”

Gui Yanye bent down to coax her heart, but she ignored her own temptation, after she bent down, the huge left and right of her chest shook, while the eight gods standing on the other side of the two-seeing heart swayed.

After coaxing away Guixin, watching the eight gods and two still staring at her chest, Gui Yan Ye only realized that the behavior of the eight gods was wrong, single-handedly covered his chest, and his face was redfounded, and rebuked the eight gods with his eyes.

“Oh, yeah, haha.”

Finding himself out of the Eight Gods turned around, then rubbed the yellow hair on his head, and tried to change the topic: "The chest of the leaf is really big..."

“Student of Eight!”

The word of the laurel leaf cried with thin anger.

“Working.”

The eight gods bowed their heads and fiddled with the wheat soaked in the water, made a look of hard work, and the laurel leaf on the side did not say much, turned out of the kitchen, and soon changed a tight neckline sweater to enter.

“Goo.”

The eight gods swallowed a mouthful of water, and after changing the sweater, the laurel leaves appeared more sexy, especially the tight sweater made her chest more prominent.

“Student of Eight!”

Once again, Gui Yanye paid a righteous look at the eight gods.

“Working.”

The eight gods said on their mouths, and then bowed their heads and began to fish the wheat that had sprouted, in the face of the laurel leaf, the eight gods Taiji found that the usual kind of ins and out of the West Garden Temple world that kind of free-willed flirtation could not be exerted completely, as long as the laurel leaf was called like this, immediately there was no way.

To make maltose, the first is to cut off the tender buds emitted by the wheat, put aside, and then put the already soaked glutinous rice in the steamer for steaming, this process takes a little time, in this time, the eight gods two quickly chopped up the once-rigid wheat shoots.

After the two malts were broken by the eight gods, she began to organize the malt on the side, and the two of them did not speak, but the cooperation was very tacit.

After the glutinous rice on one side is steamed, the eight gods take it down, and then spread it on the other side of the cold table to dry, the process is mainly to let the glutinous rice cool, until cooled to a certain extent, the chopped malt on the side of the chopped malt in the glutinous rice, stirring evenly, and then placed on the side of the fermentation.

At this time, you can rest for a while, and the fermentation process takes several hours.

The eight gods sat on the sofa, full of sweat, just the malt and glutinous rice together stirring evenly are he doing alone, and did not let Gui Yanye help, so tired, on the side of the laurel heart very sensible handed over a towel, the eight gods took the sweat on the forehead.

“Sister.You two are so close, you've got a towel."

One side of the laurel heart immediately called up, after the laurel heart so called, the eight gods of the two only to reflect, the heart of the towel, there is a very light aroma, this fragrance, and the laurel leaves of the fragrance is the same.

Obviously, the laurel heart handed over is the towel of the laurel leaf.

“Be careful!”Gui Yanye's face was red as the tomato, and she was ashamed to catch Guixin, and Gui Xin hid directly behind the eight gods and two, and cried, "Sister is going to kill, my brother-in-law, come and save me."

Such a call, more embarrassed by the laurel leaf, twisted twice, turned back to his room, from the huge sound of the door of the falling room, will not come out in a short time.

The eight gods turned their heads and rubbed the head of the laurel heart, and his heart was confused, he was very sure that he had a great affection for the laurel leaf, but he did not know when there was a passing mission, he could not give Gui Yanye a clear future, so he did not stop and dared not confess.

“Brother.”Gui Xin looked at the eight gods and asked, “When you are at the college festival, will you dance with your sister?”

"I'm so excited, Gui Xin."

The eight gods put Gui's heart in her arms and said, "I want you and your sister to go to the terroir dance, but I can't, I'm going to leave soon, I may never come back... Besides, I won't."

The eight gods regarded Guixin as a child who knew nothing and spoke his own concerns completely.

"If I could choose, I would stay here, but I had no choice, I would have to leave alone."

The words of the eight gods passed unrelentingly into the ears of the laurel leaf that were leaning against the bedroom door.