"Today is a memorable day in our lives. Masayoshi Kishimoto suddenly stood up and said.

"And what do you want to do?" asked Rie Sakai blurting out.

"Then I'll cook the two dishes myself. Kishimoto said bluntly.

"Can you eat the food you cooked?" said Rie Sakai as she looked at him with distrust.

"Poison doesn't kill you, and it doesn't make you diarrhea. Kishimoto replied jokingly.

Rie Sakai closed her eyes and just shook her head and said nothing. I am wondering, do I need to make a phone call in advance to book a bed in the hospital?

Masayoshi Kishimoto just did what he said, and walked straight towards the kitchen. He found a white lace kitchen dress, which, although it was used by women, did not prevent himself from wearing it.

As for the purpose, of course, I don't have a feminist fascia, just to avoid getting dirty in front of me. Even if he doesn't have to wash it by hand, he doesn't bother to go upstairs to change it.

Rie Sakai doesn't just sit in the living room and wait for the meal to begin. She went upstairs first to put the prenuptial agreement and the wedding session in place, and then went downstairs to the kitchen.

She originally thought that Kishimoto would be in a hurry, but it was completely the opposite of what she expected. Not only themselves, but also the maids of the house also stood by and watched.

They saw that he was doing things in an orderly manner and that he was skilled in cutting things, so they could intuitively conclude that the other party was definitely not a novice cook.

Whether the product tastes good or not is another matter. However, judging by their cooking experience, it shouldn't be unpleasant.

In the kitchen, Masayoshi Kishimoto made kung pao chicken, boiled beef, vegetarian stir-fried broccoli, tomato scrambled eggs and mushroom tofu soup, the standard Chinese four dishes and one soup.

He took off his women's kitchen skirt and said, "We can have dinner." ”

So, the maids in the house hurriedly brought the dishes he had prepared to the round table in the small dining room. In addition, it is natural to have to arrange two dishes and chopsticks, wine glasses and so on for the owners.

In terms of drinking, Rie Sakai chose to drink the red wine of the French Mouton winery, while Masayoshi Kishimoto still chose his favorite Chinese liquor, Wuliangye. The two of them, as always, sat in their accustomed positions as usual.

Rie Sakai ran to the plate of vegetarian fried broccoli with her right chopsticks. She picked one up and put it in her mouth to taste. In a moment, she made a left palm to cover her mouth, and suddenly her eyes turned red and tears fell.

"It's delicious, but it's not so delicious that you cry!" said Masayoshi Kishimoto with confidence in his cooking skills.

"You bastard. I have been cooking for you as a cow and a horse for more than four years, but I didn't know that you still hid such a hand behind my back. Rie Sakai left her left palm from her mouth and gestured four fingers at him, full of resentment.

"It's called being able to work more. Since you like to cook, I'm naturally embarrassed to take away what you like to do.

What's more, we also said in advance, I provided you with free food and lodging, and you reciprocated me with cooking, cleaning, etc. Kishimoto grinned.

"Do you think I was stupid in the past?" asked Rie Sakai pointedly.

"Now, I don't think you're any smarter. Kishimoto's smile did not change his course.

"That's because you're too bad, and I'm too kind, so it's easy to fall for you and be deceived by you. Rie Sakai said with a heartfelt voice.

"There is no such derogatory way for you to belittle your husband and praise your wife. "Justice Kishimoto is not salty or light.

"I haven't signed and stamped the marriage yet! At the moment, we're not officially married. Rie Sakai retorted with a single word.

"You're right. According to the law, we are considered an illegal cohabitation. Kishimoto couldn't help but laugh.

"We are in a shared relationship. Rie Sakai disagreed.

"According to your statement, when we sleep together, is it called a bed relationship, or is it called a union relationship?" Kishimoto said with joy again.

Rie Sakai was really a little crazy when he said this. She fell silent for a moment. She decided to turn her grief and anger into appetite.

So, Rie Sakai reused the chopsticks on her right hand to pick up the dishes on the table one by one. After she tasted the five dishes one by one, the objective evaluation in her heart showed that it tasted really good.

It is not difficult to speculate that Masayoshi Kishimoto would often cook at home in the past, completely subverting her previous belief that he would only eat out.

If she hadn't seen him cook with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed it was true. If he didn't have the past affairs, he would really be a good family man.

I also began to be a little confused for a while, is he better now, or is he better the one I currently imagined?

"Why don't you speak, are you thinking in your head that when I fall asleep at night, how can you get revenge on me?" Kishimoto said casually.

"Do you think I'm going to be as bad as you? I was thinking, it's so rare that you can cook. "It's not that Rie Sakai doesn't know that there are very few Japanese men who can cook.

"The times are advancing, so people should keep up with the pace of the times, okay? If people do not keep up with the pace of progress of the current era, they will inevitably be easily eliminated.

In addition to the male protagonist, the traditional family model within the female protagonist is not the only male and female combination model. It doesn't matter to a man today who doesn't have a good job, a career, or money.

At the very least, you have to have a strength! Being an economical home warmer man is also popular with women. It is often said that if a woman wants to capture a man's heart, then she must first grab his stomach.

In the same way, if a man wants to capture a woman's heart, he must first grab her stomach. Kishimoto said slowly.

Rie Sakai blinked her eyes twice, the expression on her face suddenly changed, and her eyes appeared again like a police interrogating a criminal suspect: "In the past, you should have used this trick to coax girls!"

When Masayoshi Kishimoto saw the familiar posture of the other party, he realized that he had too much to say. In the face of this kind of confession, he was lenient and resisted strictly, not because he was inexperienced, but very experienced.

He defended himself in the spirit of confessing and being lenient, and resisting strictness for a maximum of three years: "This woman who can eat my own cooking, those are the women I love deeply." ”

"Who are you fooling?" said Rie Sakai in disbelief.

"I don't kid you. This woman who can be solved with money, I have never used cooking, and I can't use cooking. Only a woman who can't be solved with money, I will use my cooking skills to move her. Kishimoto said affectionately.

"Flim Flam. Rie Sakai immediately smiled sweetly.