It's better to fall in love with an old enemy

Since Dylan and Xiyuan Temple got to know each other, their relationship has always been up and down. However, although the two of them have very different methods of adjusting the long jet lag, they are also mysteriously similar.

When Xiyuan Temple went to the World Championships in Washington, jet lag relied on hard work for a day.

Dylan came to Japan from the United States this time, and he didn't suffer from jet lag. He chose to sleep hard.

From sleeping in the afternoon to the early morning, the biological clock woke him up, but outside was the darkest hour of the night.Dylan had no choice but to turn over and wrap himself in the quilt to continue sleeping. Fortunately, people always instinctively feel sleepy at night, and he fell asleep again after struggling for a while.

However, when he opened his eyes again, it was almost noon.The jet-lagged pain had slipped away, and the hunger was now over his head.

Dylan was sure that he was awakened by the scent coming from the kitchen downstairs. He quickly brushed his teeth and took a shower, then stepped on his slippers and headed straight for the scent.

Dylan thought that he would finally be able to eat the rice cooked by Xiyuan Temple himself, but in fact, he was not the one who cooked the food.

The poor bastard, who had been hungry all day and hadn't eaten, was stopped by voices from inside before he even entered the kitchen door.

"Dinner is almost ready, why isn't he up yet?" A gentle female voice asked.

"The world should wake up. I wanted to wake him up this morning, but when I opened the door, I saw him sleeping in that unconscious state." Xiyuansi replied.

"Then you wake up people quickly, what's the matter with you athletes, are you so rough with jet lag? One of you stays up all night and stays up all night, and here is another one who sleeps all night. He will hurt his body more when he falls asleep this time than yours, and he will be so sleepy." The female voice kept urging.

"I'll go as soon as you fry this pot of tempura. Dylan is so lucky to eat your food with his eyes open. I haven't been treated like this for a long time."

"Hey, hey, don't raise your chopsticks at me. It's dripping oil. I'll go and ask him to come down right away."

As soon as Xiyuansi finished speaking, the kitchen door was pulled open by him, just in time to catch Dylan who was standing there listening to the corner.When he saw someone, he was stunned for a moment, and then quickly raised his voice and shouted into the kitchen: "Mom! He's already awake, and he's standing at the door of the kitchen!"

"Then you two come in, I have an oil pan on here, I can't leave."

Xiyuan Temple responded and motioned for Dylan to follow him into the house, but unexpectedly, the big man was still standing there limply.

He pushed him once, Dylan shook him once, pushed him twice, and Dylan shook him twice.

Xiyuan Temple teased: "What are you doing? A tumbler? Are you really sleepy?"

"Why did you meet your parents?" Dylan muttered.

Xiyuan Temple didn't hear his whisper, which was softer than the sound of a mosquito, and just pushed him into the house.

It was only then that Dylan saw that this room was not only used as a kitchen, but also as a dining room, but a cleverly constructed partition was used to separate the space between the kitchen and the dining room.People sitting at the dining table can't see the kitchen furnishings at a glance, but the kitchen can see the situation on the other side of the dining table through the gap in the partition.

When Michiko heard the two of them coming in, the remaining tempura just happened to be out of the pan, so she arranged a plate and brought it out.

When Dylan saw Xiyuan Temple's mother, his eyes lit up immediately, and he blurted out an American compliment: "Madam, you are so beautiful."

Michiko was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled instantly.

Zeming was also taken aback, and then kicked Dylan's calf: "You are not allowed to moles my mother."

Dylan was aggrieved: "How can you say that I am molesting? I am telling the truth. Didn't I say that all sons are like mothers? I have seen the correctness of this sentence today. When I saw you for the first time just now , I really thought it was another Zeming-kun who came out of it. But after looking at it again, it doesn’t look so similar, Zeming-kun is already very outstanding among us players, but you are still better.”

Dylan's rainbow fart is really right. Michiko was also a famous beauty in the Chinese drama circle back then, but her family's status was not high, and she couldn't enter their upper class circle. The natural temperament is not eight points, but five or six points.The beauty and temperament may not be so prominent when she was young, until she married Akira Ozawa's father, the passage of time and the immersion in the Kyoto theater made Michiko even more charming.

Akira Ozawa and his mother are indeed very similar, especially the mole at the end of the right eye. The mother and son are exactly the same.

Dylan's few words praised Michiko so much that her whole body was braving florets.No matter how old a woman is, being praised for her beauty is really something to be happy about!When she was in a good mood, she seemed to be cooking at double speed.After a while, a table of dishes was served on the table.

Michiko put the largest shrimp in the tempura into Dylan's bowl with her first chopsticks.

As soon as the fried golden and crispy shrimp fell into the bowl, Xiyuan Temple's death gaze immediately followed.He said angrily, "You just said to give me that shrimp!"

"I didn't say that!"

"Why are you turning your elbows out!"

"People praise me for being beautiful, and whoever praises me my elbow will go with him. You see, you don't kiss me anymore, you come and go with me," Meizhizi raised her chopsticks and gave Dylan another Beef balls, "Come on, eat more Dylan sauce!"

This is where the sauce comes and goes!

Xiyuan Temple glared at Dylan, who smiled back at him with a deadpan smile.Xiyuan Temple turned his grief and anger into appetite, stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a tempura, opened his mouth to bite, it turned out to be green pepper sticks!He almost poohed it outright.

Although he has changed his habit of not eating green peppers when he was a child, he still feels terrified when he eats them.

Xiyuan Temple wanted to cry, this meal was not comfortable at all!Even my own mother was taken away!And the biggest shrimp!

Dylan looked at the angry Xiyuan Temple with a shrimp in his mouth, and found it very interesting.He never expected that Xiyuan Temple, who is calm, elegant and kingly in the arena, would be so protective in private.They sat directly opposite each other, and they could touch each other as soon as they stretched their legs.Dylan stretched out his leg and rubbed Xiyuansi's calf with the back of his foot to show his favor.Xiyuan Temple directly opened his feet.Dylan didn't give up, and continued rubbing from another angle.Xiyuan Temple hid again.Back and forth, the two of them kicked their legs under the dining table.After several rounds, the two people who both rely on their legs for food did not decide the winner.

However, Dylan surrendered first.He put the last two shrimps left on the plate into the Xiyuan Temple bowl.

Seeing Xia's face, Xiyuan Temple decided to let him go.

Michiko is well aware of the secret struggle between the two children, but she completely pretends that she didn't see anything and was just eating happily.But after dinner, she sent the two of them to wash the dishes and wash the pots on the grounds that she was too tired after making lunch all morning and going to the theater in the afternoon, and the dishwasher was not allowed.

Xiyuansi and Dilan are not good at cooking, but they are good at washing dishes.The shiny pots and pans returned to their place, and Michiko felt more comfortable physically and mentally.

After lunch, she didn't rest for a while before rushing to the theater.Before leaving, she told her son: "Your father and I will go on a business trip to China starting tomorrow. There is a cultural festival tour that will take half a month. Take good care of yourself and take Dylan to play. We will be back soon." came back."

"I know, don't worry."

"Now it's the cherry blossom season, you go out for a walk," Michiko told Dylan the task again, "Kyoto is very beautiful for two months, and you can see cherry blossoms wherever you go. Don't let Zeming stay indoors If you stay here, you must take him out."

Dylan was given a great responsibility, and his sense of responsibility doubled: "No problem, ma'am!"

"Don't fight, even quarreling. You have won gold medals in international competitions, and you are still like children." Michiko finally put on her parents' airs and lectured.

The two older children, who have already passed the adult age line, obediently listened to the training.

Only then did Michiko leave satisfied.

"So we're going to see the cherry blossoms?"

Dylan and Xiyuansi dragged two cushions out together, spread them on the wooden porch, lay down on each other, and looked at the small yard basking in the sun.

"Go, I haven't looked carefully at the cherry blossoms in Kyoto for a long time." Xiyuan Temple dragged out the iPad to check the strategy.

"Would you like to go to see the cherry blossoms in kimonos like in the movie?" Dylan folded his hands, crossed his legs, and looked sideways at Xiyuan Temple.

Xiyuanji looked at the website with his head propped up: "You can wear it or not. But it's fine to wear ordinary yukata for daily shopping, and the kimono is too formal." Then, Xiyuanji suddenly turned his head to look at Dylan, and asked He said, "Do you want to see me wear it?"

"Yes I do!"

"You wear it with me, and I will wear it." Xiyuan Temple began to tease him.

"I do not have it."

"There are so many kimono experience stores in Kyoto, if you want to wear it, you can definitely wear it."

"I can, as long as you don't think it's weird for me to wear it."

"That's it. Let's go tomorrow and see the cherry blossoms together."

The author has something to say:

The little angels who came over from the last article don’t know if they still remember a plot where the contestants gathered to eat chicken feet.Xiyuan Temple is extremely protective of food!

You can see the cherry blossoms in the next chapter~~

This chapter is a little short, there are no small pink flowers, sad QAQ