You and I have nothing to do, it's all up to me to spend money

Zenyuan Shier moved very quickly, and before he finished recording a homework, he had already appeared at her home with big bags and small bags.The right hand is holding some daily necessities for him and Hui, and the left hand is carrying some freshly purchased vegetables. I don't know whether he bought the vegetables first or brought something.

Imagining how he was picking and choosing carefully in the vegetable market, Kanzaki Yuu felt a little disobedient.

Opening the bag of vegetables, a few round potatoes rolled out of it, and inside you could see onions, cabbage, and a few carrots, all of which looked of good quality, and from the perspective of Kanzaki Yu's own life, they were all fresh.

"What are you looking at?" Putting Hui's things into the second bedroom, the man who came out saw a woman squatting on the floor of the living room, squatting like a little hamster. He raised his eyebrows, "I need you to help me." Do you want to take it to your room and have a look?"

"Ah?" Kanzaki Yu turned his head while carrying the bag, "Why did you carry it to the room?"

See if the vegetables you bought are new or not, there's no need to hide like this, right?

It's not like she's looking at something weird, she...

Her gaze was fixed on the opposite side of the cabbage, and the things in the other bag exposed through the white plastic bag were stacked squarely, and the styles were basically black or gray, which looked familiar.

She should have seen their companions at work.

—This is a bag of underwear.

—of grown men.

Kanzaki Yuu put the bag in her hands on the ground in a panic. She put it down too fast and couldn't control it all at once. The cabbage inside made the sound of colliding with the ground, and she hurried to see if the cabbage was injured.

"Okay, don't look at it, go do other things."

He came over and pulled her up, put the bought vegetables on the cooking table, and asked her what she wanted to eat.

This was probably the third time she had heard him ask her that.

Thinking of the previous two experiences, Kanzaki Yu stood at the door of the kitchen and asked eagerly, "Otherwise... should I come?"

Zenyuan Shier raised his eyes with a half-smile: "Why, don't you trust my cooking skills?"

"It's not that I don't trust you, it's mainly..." She hesitated for a moment, but said straightforwardly: "The takeaway you ordered that day was cold when you came back, and the sandwiches you made that morning tasted very good, but it's not as good as it is." It tastes exactly the same as what I ordered from a restaurant I like to eat."

So Mr. Fu Hei, if you don't know how to cook, please don't force yourself.

It is necessary to do when the vegetables are bought.

Ordering takeaway is very expensive, and sometimes it may not be delicious. Hui is still young, so let’s eat homemade.

She conveyed the above information with her eyes.

Fuheshier received it, and he responded by opening her apron, putting it on, and skillfully handling a potato in front of her.

Kanzaki Yu: "?"

you really will

Then why didn't you cook it for me before?

Would you rather order takeaway to fool me, watch me cook yesterday, and not come to help me?

She continued to send condemning eyes, did not step into the kitchen, but used her eyes to hinder the work of the people inside.

Fuhesher: "..."

In fact, this is also very easy to explain.

It's just that I didn't plan to put in too much effort at the beginning. When I saw my old friend, I sat by and watched her foolishly pouring alcohol on me for a while, and then I fell in love with her.With a beauty in his arms, he is not the kind of person who rejects it.

So I just followed it halfway.

I didn't intend to stay too long.

Not ready to admit identity.

I just want to see if this guy really doesn't remember him, or is he just pretending.

The thought at that time was very open-minded. When this guy came to his yard before, he didn't bring anything, and occasionally said that he was not full, so he came to him to eat and drink.Now she doesn't remember him, why should she cook for her?

Who would have thought that his mind would change?

As for cooking...

After all, he was the one who brought up the kid inside, no matter how casually he raised him, he couldn't help but feed him.

Isn't it normal to know how to cook after a long time?

It could be explained, but honestly it would definitely piss her off.

He thought for a while, picked up the bag of clothes on the ground that somehow got mixed into the vegetables here, and stuffed them into her hands.

He lowered his head and kissed her on the side of the cheek.

When she raised her head in surprise, she placed a kiss on her lips.

The one-touch kind.

Different from the previous feeling of exuding a certain burning aura when touched, this is a very intimate and everyday kiss.

With a taste of coaxing.

"Hey, don't be angry."

When he lowered his voice, his voice naturally had a hoarse and magnetic taste.

It is perfect for whispering in women's ears.

In a very popular and straightforward way, it is called "ear pregnancy".

"I'll make more for you in the future, and I'll learn what you want to eat." He didn't admit his mistake directly, and cunningly adjusted the process to a state of coaxing. If it were an ordinary person, he would easily be coaxed by him. point.

How can I care about what to cook or not to cook.

Isn't that what we're doing now.

Kanzaki Yu also felt that his legs and feet were weak. Is this the happiness of a rich woman?

Tomomi, I really don't need you to worry.

The widow is really delicious!

She hugged the bag obediently, was coaxed out of the kitchen by him, took two steps to regain her sanity, and felt that she could no longer be a rich woman who was coaxed into a dizzy state, so she looked at him softly and asked sincerely: "The Buddha jumps over the wall?" May I?"

"..."

Fu Heisher turned on his phone and searched.

A few seconds later, he stretched out his hand and pinched the woman's face, ruthlessly extinguishing her idea.

"No."

"That can't be done."

He's a killer, a gigolo, but not a cook.

Not even super chef.

He looked at the bag she was holding in her arms, then at the apron on his body, turned her face back, and motioned her to go back to the room to play.

"I can only let you choose one from the bag in your hand."

"Then I'll cook for you while wearing it."

"Or just wear an apron, your aesthetic is quite interesting."

"..."

Isn't that...

"By the way, I said I would show it to you."

Fu Heisher tore off his collar, revealing a piece of strong chest muscles.

"Will you watch it now?"