"Oh." After listening to Minakami Hayato's words, Fujiwara Nao obediently held her head in place and asked him to tie her hair.
Mizuna Hayato didn't have any fancy hairstyle, he simply tied a ponytail, which only took about ten seconds.
But time is relative, but Fujiwara Nao felt that time passed very slowly.
She could feel that she was back, everything was back, and the girl's comic scene that had just been destroyed by Mizuno Hayato had been rebuilt by him again.
They are like a happy little family. When they get home from get off work, the husband puts on an apron for his wife, ties up her hair, and helps cut vegetables, while the wife is responsible for cooking. The two have a clear division of labor and help each other. Everyday, but there is a warmth that transcends everything.
Fujiwara Nao's mind was gradually occupied by the pictures she had made up in her mind, almost catching up with those in love, impulsive and reckless. In this moment, she had already thought about the future a long time ago.
She thought about the scenes she had seen, and knew all about the little actions of couples or lovers, and suddenly she felt an urge to try it out.
The eldest lady couldn't suppress the bumping little deer in her heart, and even her little feet couldn't help but weigh it slightly.
But Minato Hayabusa didn't know that the eldest lady who loves to think about things had conquered him again in just ten seconds. He simply tied the eldest daughter's ponytail neatly, and then habitually stretched out his hand to the eldest lady's breasts. He patted his buttocks and said:
"alright."
"Ah!" Fujiwara Nao subconsciously exclaimed.
Mizuna Hayato also instantly realized something was wrong.
He has so many confidants, and many of them love cooking. This is actually not the first time this has happened, so he can be so skilled. He wears both an apron and a ponytail. Proficiency means proficiency. The first two are both. It's a great way to increase your favorability, but what about the last shot...
"You!" Fujiwara Nao returned to reality from the world of shoujo comics, covering her buttocks and looking at Minakami Hayato in shame.
"Ahem." Mizuna Hayato explained awkwardly to himself: "That's right, you also know that my hands are relatively long, and I originally planned to pat your back..."
"Nonsense!" The eldest lady severely reprimanded Mizuna Hayato for his behavior.
"I was wrong, I was wrong." Mizutaka Hayato raised his hands in surrender, went over to pick up a few potatoes and said, "I'd better deal with the ingredients first. Cooking is more important now. You can teach me a lesson later."
"Hmph!" Looking at his back, Fujiwara Nao wrinkled her nose and stamped her feet.
I originally planned to give him a reward, but Bai was moved. As expected, this guy still refused to change his ways.
The eldest lady put her hands on her hips, tilted her head to the side, and took a "menacing young lady" pose for a while, and then went to prepare to cook.
Mizuna Hayato really didn't know what he had missed, but at this time, he didn't feel that he had missed anything, and even felt that he had made a profit.
As he cut the potatoes, he was still savoring the touch.
Let me tell you something, I used to play with other confidantes, and when I was rehearsing the horse riding scene, I basically tried it. After all, it is very important to practice the "stand~" command when riding a horse.
But the eldest lady is also one of the best among them, and she is unforgettable.
Just like people often say that the handsome figure of Hayato Minakami is the product of the Creator's dazzling skills, Mizutaka Hayato also believes that the eldest lady is the product of the Creator's dazzling skills, a complete hexagonal warrior without any weaknesses.
Hmm... He just seemed a bit easy to fool, and she let him go after just making random remarks. Then when the meal was ready, how could she remember to settle the score with him? By then we would have already talked about other things.
Mizuna Hayato felt that he had made a lot of money without any cost, and he couldn't help but smile while cutting potatoes, as if cutting potatoes was a very happy thing.
...
It’s hard to say whether cutting potatoes is fun or not, but cooking with the eldest lady is quite fun. It’s not that she did some silly things that made him happy, but it’s just that he looked at the big lady who should have kept her fingers clean. The young lady cooked carefully for him, and the psychological satisfaction was unparalleled.
At the same time, he can always appreciate the eldest lady's unparalleled beauty and wonderful figure, and he can also smell the fragrant smell coming from her body at any time. It is already a double enjoyment of sight and smell.
Therefore, Minato Hayato is no longer too obsessed with whether he can get taste enjoyment from the finished dishes she makes. As long as the dishes are not too dark, he will definitely have a satisfying meal.
However, it turns out that the eldest lady's cuisine is not only blessed by her "beautiful appearance", but the cuisine itself is also extremely outstanding, with all the colors, flavors and aromas. A Japanese meal has the basic sophistication and simplicity of home cooking, although it does not reach those standards. The standard of well-known traditional restaurants basically surpasses most family restaurants.
"It's delicious, it's so delicious!" In front of the delicious food that exceeded his expectations, Minato Hayato did not hesitate to express his praises. "Yummy" came out of his mouth like a stream of words, and the food on the table also poured in like running water. In his mouth.
What goes in and goes out, this is the law of conservation of energy.
It’s no secret that for a chef, there’s nothing happier than watching other people devour their food.
Of course, except for some so-called artisan chefs who value "ceremony" more than "deliciousness".
Fortunately, the eldest lady is not a "fairy". When she saw Mizuno Hayato eating the food she cooked without caring about the image, she smiled with crooked eyebrows and was quite satisfied.
"Does it taste good? If it tastes good, eat more." Nao Fujiwara held her chin with both hands. She just ate some and then stopped, as if she could feel full just by watching Hayato Minato eat.
Minato Hayato was not polite and continued to sweep the dishes on the table. At the same time, he did not forget his instinct and put some vegetables on the eldest lady's bowl from time to time.
In other words, the eldest lady also cooked a few dishes for two people to share. If the traditional Japanese meal sharing system was followed, how could this happen.
Soon, the meal came to an end in a whirlwind mood. The two of them didn't even chat much during the whole process.
Minato Hayato put down his chopsticks, patted his belly with satisfaction, and said, "Thank you for the treat!"
He saw the way the eldest lady shook her head with a smile and said "I didn't greet you well", and he also understood that he made the right choice. He deliberately didn't talk too much and ate more and exaggeratedly, which was enough to make her happy.
