[Comprehensive] Son of God, come to the bowl

Although it is said to be a guest, it seems not good not to step forward to help at this time.

But here comes the problem.

Xiaobu, a beautiful girl with almost perfect scores in morality, intelligence, physique, art, labor, and sports...

It's a housekeeper.

But sitting at someone's house doing nothing, just waiting for the food to be delivered, and then sitting on the sidelines to enjoy the rewards, this kind of behavior is really inappropriate.

Although this seems to be no problem with Oni-chan... She resisted the desire to lie limp on the sofa, got up and walked to the kitchen to watch Yukimura Seichi cook, the kitchen was unexpectedly open, and everything could be seen through the transparent glass .

Yukimura Seichi had already rolled up two sleeves, exposing the fair skin on his arms. After washing his hands under the faucet, he wiped his hands and planned to start washing and chopping vegetables.

He is slender, but his arms that have been playing tennis for many years are full of strength. The muscles that are slightly revealed when holding the knife carry the vigorous and unique vitality and youthfulness of a young man. The arched arc is a symbol of strength, but because of Just right so it doesn't feel over the top and off-putting.

Yukimura-kun looks very reliable.

Kind of... like a brother.

The gaze from behind was too hot for Seiichi Yukimura to ignore, he turned around and asked gently, "What's the matter, senior?"

Xiaobu held the hand by the door tightly: "It's okay, I just want to see if there is anything I can do to help, leaving Yukimura-kun to work alone in the kitchen always makes people feel very uneasy. "

He wanted to refuse by the way, but after glancing at her, he changed his words: "Well... yes, can senior Xiao Bu wash the dishes for me?"

……

The design of the cooking table is very modern, the material is made of natural stone, the patterns are complicated and not messy, and it does not look obtrusive in an elegant house. There are many unprocessed ingredients on it. Fish, swimming around in it.

It looked really fresh.

She walked over slowly, carefully avoiding the sink, picked up the unwashed vegetables in the basket and put them into the sink, carefully tore apart every leaf of the vegetable, and washed all the seams.

"Clang! It's finished washing."

The green vegetables have been chosen clean, and the water is still fresh after washing. Looking at the verdant appearance, Xiao Bu patted her puffed cheeks, and when her spirit orifice opened, she suddenly realized—no wonder people always praised her as "beautiful like a green vegetable" ", now it feels quite vivid.

All kinds of ideas were still circling in his head, and Seiichi Yukimura's voice suddenly rang in his ears, which caught people off guard.

"Comparing beautiful girls to green vegetables is a novel comparison."

Did she say everything in her heart?

Xiao Bu was shocked, and instinctively stepped back, but he didn't notice a basin full of water behind him.

Yukimura Seiichi quickly reacted: "Be careful!"

Playing tennis for many years, the reaction and mobility are naturally much stronger than ordinary people. Yukimura Seichi reached out and grabbed Xiaobu's wrist almost immediately, and pulled him back with a little force.

His control over the force is terrifyingly accurate—according to the original situation, the two forces at the front and the back cancel each other out, and the person being pulled back should just stand back on the same spot.

Surprisingly, the fact that today's loss of control exceeded his expectations.

For example, this little senior would bend down halfway to pick up the handful of vegetables that fell to the earth and wanted to find their roots.

For another example, he forgot that he was still tightly holding on to a freshly caught Mr. Sea Fish, which was alive and kicking and yearning for freedom as well.

People can fall, blood can flow, vegetables are the fruits of hard work, and must not be wasted easily. In order to protect the vegetables, she instinctively huddled her body when she fell down, and impromptuly performed an Armstrong flip on the ground.

All this happened so fast that Yukimura Seiichi didn't have time to withdraw the smile on his face, but those who know him well will understand that he is not really happy, his smile is just the protective color he wears.

He murmured: "Fat... Fat time..."

The super dynamic vision is there, even if you want to pretend not to see it.

Seiichi Yukimura let go of his hand in a daze, and the sea fish jumped deep into the ground without water in a perfect sea fish posture, looking for its vitality and freedom away.

The time that passed in the rolling circle was actually not very long. Xiaobu lay on the ground, holding the green vegetables upright in front of her chest, like a sacrificial flower. At this moment, she suddenly realized Einstein's theory of relativity. .

——Some people are dead, he is still alive, some people are alive, but she is dead.

Like a heroine with a rough life experience in a period drama who died tragically at the end, the little girl hangs her head powerlessly to one side, and slowly closes her eyes: Goodbye, Oni-chan...

The heroine walked very peacefully.

Weird.

The sea fish is struggling on the ground in pain, this is not the world it wants, this is not its original home, why does God treat a fish like this, why, why?

It got up angrily and swam naked on the slippery ground. The air in the gills of the fish was getting less and less. In the end, the sea fish could only stand upright and flick its tail into the air vigorously, giving this unfair world a heavy blow. hit--

"Snapped!"

A forked red mark appeared on Xiao Bubai's tender face.

It's okay to fall to the ground in embarrassment and be seen by the boys, and was slapped by a fish—Xiao Bu rolled his eyes and passed out.

This time is really dizzy.

Seiichi Yukimura still had a blush on his face, his brain twitched when he saw this, and he squatted down hurriedly to catch the sea fish.

The body of the fish is smooth, and it is not willing to give in easily. If it catches left and right, it either fails to catch the fish, or it immediately withdraws from the palm of the hand as soon as it catches it. He can only use both hands. He immediately stretched out his hand to grab it, and then he grabbed it faster and higher, and finally the fish "plopped" and fell to the ground without moving.

My brain is probably broken.

Yukimura Seiichi bent down again, carefully helped Xiaobu sit up, and patted her face anxiously: "Xiaobu-senpai, are you okay? Xiaobu-senpai? Xiaobu? Wake up, Xiaobu!"

He tore off the apron on his body, and simply hugged Xiao Mi from the ground. He went up to the second floor to find her bedroom and opened the door. Yukimura Seiki put Xiao Mi lightly on the bed, and stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Mi's hands. The handful of green vegetables.

Once you pull it out, you can't pull it out, and then try harder, but you still can't pull it out.

He exhaled slowly, and gave up the tug-of-war with her: "Really, I didn't expect stupidity to be contagious."

Considering the bone development of the two children, the beds in Yukimura's house are almost all hard beds. Although they will not break the bones, but thinking that girls with delicate skin and tender flesh may feel uncomfortable when they fall asleep, Yukimura's mother sleeps on this bed. Putting on the thick soft blanket, Yukimura Seiichi carefully helped her straighten her head.

Tu Jianbu was sleeping very well, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he sat back on the chair beside the bed in slow motion.

As if feeling very comfortable, Xiao Bu turned over with the bundle of vegetables in his arms. He took advantage of the situation and approached, then turned his head to the side, taking the opportunity to pull out the bundle of vegetables.

With a chill on the tip of his nose, Yukimura Seiichi had no time to dodge, only time to see clearly what happened.

——Xiao Bu spit a bubble in his face.

Spit a bubble...

To be honest, he refused in his heart.

After sitting in a daze for a while, Seiichi Yukimura picked up the vegetables that fell on the ground, shook his head and smiled wryly, he walked out of the room with light steps, and finally closed the door gently.

***

The director team looked at each other.

With the consent of the owner, the living room was not only equipped with photographic equipment, but also installed some other real-time image transmission tools in the public area of ​​Yukimura’s house in order to capture more comprehensively and grasp emergencies in time.

But what is the situation now?

This, this has only been two or three hours, and it has developed into this?

The assistant said with a sad face: "Director, will this section have to be cut at that time, it feels like it will be banned!"

He waved his hand grandly, with a strategizing manner: "What to cut, what is there to cut... When the time comes, cut it out separately and mark it as R18, even if it is sold out."

"Eh?"

"Sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy..."

"The director is wise, the director is wise!"

The director team gave warm applause.

"Director! He's out again!"

"what?"

So quickly, he hurriedly looked at the big screen, Yukimura Seiichi had already closed the door, and for some reason stood outside the door alone for a long time, finally he seemed to sigh, and slowly walked down the stairs.

"There shouldn't be much to do in such a short time."

The director dismissed it with disdain: "You guys, I don't understand."

Sighing, he looked at the boy with outstanding color in the picture with some pity. As a man, this kind of sigh is more than enough but not enough...

He understands.

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