Chapter 229 (7)

"I ......"

"Little light! I've moved all the dishes in the refrigerator to the kitchen for you, frying, steaming, cooking, you can do what you want, how you want to come! ā€

Ono just wanted to tease Kiriko's serious face, and Kiriko's mother's "sound transmission" that almost all women in the world would basically use, through Kiriko's closed door, hit their eardrum like radical rock music.

The three of them covered their ears vigorously, facing the "Hedong Lion Roar", which belongs to both internal and external skills, if the slightest defense is not appropriate, it is very likely to be shattered by its amazing power, and the ears may even leave from time to time to hear a bird singing happily in the ear, which belongs to the sequelae of the auditory hallucination.

"I've got to go down." A warm smile appeared on his bare face, he gently stroked Ono's warm little brain, and asked her with a smile:

"By the way, Xiaoxiangshu, tell my brother what you want to eat?"

"You!"

"Little Light?"

Kiriko's mother saw the light for no afternoon, and the puzzled Kiriko's mother thought that her voice was not loud enough, so she came to the door of her daughter's room in person.

"Huh? Brother, I want to eat ......"

Even if Ono suddenly switches her mode, she doesn't know what dishes are available in the kitchen, how do she know if there are any meals that suit her taste.

It would not be good if it caused trouble to the Asada couple.

"That...... As long as it's a meal made by my brother, Xiaoxiangshu ...... Little fragrant trees love to eat! ā€

Ono was a little embarrassed for a while, but finally blushed and forced himself to shout out this embarrassing sentence that would be full of sweetness to outsiders.

"Oh, what a good boy!"

"Well! Little Xiangshu is such a good boy! ā€

Hikari and Kiriko's mother, who was suddenly standing behind them, couldn't help but express their heartfelt admiration for Ono when they heard Ono's words. Ono may feel a sense of shame as if he wanted to bang his head against the wardrobe.

"Okay, then leave it all to my brother!"

Just looking at Xiao Ye, who was blushing with a little face, thought to himself that if he didn't work hard with Nu, he would be a little too sorry for Xiao Ye who was so desperate to maintain his image as a "good sister".

"Light, then I'll go to the kitchen and give you a hand."

"Huh? Can Kiriko even cook? ā€

"What do you mean? How rude! People usually practice cooking all the time. ā€

"Then I'll put it another way, I hope the food you make is a safe food that can be eaten......"

"Xiaoguang didn't change his words at all, okay!"

Kiriko's white little face didn't show any gloom, not only that, but she also lowered her shy little head shyly because she had been looking directly at the light for a few seconds just now.

"Hmm, Kiriko and Xiaoguang are making rapid progress." Kiriko's mother happily said to the light:

"Regarding the point of Kiriko cooking, Xiaoguang, you can relax your mind~ Because of Kiriko's craftsmanship, I can pack tickets."

"Yes, since my aunt said so...... Then please fog, fog ......"

Hikari hesitated, not knowing whether to call her "Kiriko" affectionately, or to call her "Asada-san" with a little embarrassment. No matter how eager I used to play with myself, after all, it has been seven years now, and it is normal for me to be so unfamiliar that I even feel a certain sense of distance.

"Wouldn't it be nice if it was the same as before? Just call her 'Sister Kiriko'! ā€

After hearing this, Kiriko hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her mother's sleeve, her fair cheeks were slightly flushed, she peeked at the light a few times embarrassedly from the corner of her eye, and whispered to her mother:

"Mom! Xiaoguang and I don't know who is bigger! ā€

"Okay, how old are you? What is my birthday? ā€

"Hey!"

Mrs. Asada ignored her girl's protests, and still asked Hikari with a smile and a smile.

"I'm twelve years old, and my birthday is August 31."

"Do you hear that? Remember? ā€

Kiriko's mother asked her daughter with a smile.

"Hmm."

Kiriko nodded shyly.

"Our family's Kiriko's birthday is January 10th, and next year will be as big as Xiaoguang."

Mother Kiriko patted them on the shoulder happily.

"What about the little fragrant tree? What is your birthday? ā€

Since Hikari is mentioned, it is certainly impossible for Kiriko's mother to ignore Hiri's "sister", Asuka's birthday and age.

"I ...... The fourth grade of primary school, the birthday is September 10th, this year...... Ten years old......"

Ono Asuka said it almost through gritted teeth. Glamorous e-books

"Well, yes. It's only ten years old, no wonder it's so cute! ā€

Mrs. Asada happily stroked Asuka's warm little brain, and the latter had to force herself to put on a happy smile without tears.

"Hee-hee-hee...... Hahahaha! ā€

Although the expression on Kiriko's face was not as rich as her inner activity, she was already out of breath with joy in her heart.

"Shhh

Asuka looked at the gloating Kiriko "fiercely", she suddenly gently pulled the corners of her "brother's" clothes, and said coquettishly to Hikari as if she had been greatly wronged:

"Brother! If you must cook with this 'little sister', then I won't eat it later! ā€

"Hahaha...... Ahem, huh? ā€

Kiriko, who was still laughing as if she was very happy just now, suddenly heard Asuka's sharp and threatening speech, and the violent contrast made her almost lose her breath.

Ono Asuka also deliberately bit the word "little sister" very hard, as if she was wordlessly reminding her not to get too carried away.

"I didn't expect Xiaoxiangshu to like to be coquettish to Xiaoguang so much."

Kiriko's mother doesn't think so, in her eyes, her sister should be spoiled to her brother or sister.

"Why don't I go and help my brother too?"

"Sister Xiaoxiangshu, forget it." Kiriko deliberately lowered her eyes to look down at Ono and said to her:

"Even if the kitchen could fit the three of us, ...... If Sister Xiangshu wants to touch the spatula, I'm afraid she needs a small wooden chair as a tool to step on, right? ā€

"You! I'm as short as you say! ā€

"It doesn't matter, the little fragrant tree is still very promising to grow taller. It's better to say that the little fragrant tree can grow so tall in the fourth grade, you are already a miracle of miracles. ā€

"Why do I think that a height of 1.5 meters is already very common among fourth-grade elementary school students?"

"Yes, Brother Guang...... Brother is right! ā€

Kiriko blushed and whispered in the light.

"Hey! Even if my brother doesn't speak, I won't treat you as dumb, brother! ā€

Even if Hikari was already deliberately lowering her voice, Ono Asuka seemed to have a very sensitive sense of hearing, or she was the only one who was particularly sensitive to the term "little man", in short, she heard Hikari and Kiriko whispering like a couple, and she was so angry that she blushed with snow-white face.

Ono Asuka showed her snow-white little milk teeth at Hikari's "fierce" bar, raised her soft little soft foot and kicked Hikari's calf knee hard.

Although Ono felt that her own feet hurt a little more in the end, she didn't cry out for pain with her tense little face, and hid all her expressions on her stoic bun face that "wanted to cry without tears".

Even though Ono Asuka has all kinds of obstructions to Kiriko, it still doesn't change the result of Kiriko and Hikari Ryuho cooking.

"Slice the beef."

"Okay~"

Kiriko holds a knife in her right hand and curls it slightly on the beef with her left hand, cutting the beef like cicada wings, so thin that it is almost translucent.

"Eh, eh! Kiriko, I didn't expect your knife work to be so good! ā€

"Hee-hee-hee, thank you, little ...... Ahem, thank you Brother Light for the compliment. ā€

The fog is tightly attached to the light, and the whole kitchen is full of romantic sweetness, and the ignorant love is beginning to open. The light seems to have been infected by the shyness of the fog, which was already very beautiful and delicate, and at this time, in the eyes of the light, it is like a layer of white jade, noble honor and transparent and white skin fat.

"I—I'll say I'm not praising you!" Unable to bear the throbbing in his heart, he forced himself to keep his sanity awake, and whispered to Kiriko in a voice about the size of a mosquito:

"If you stir-fry the beef with the onion or something, it may not take long for it to turn into minced meat, and maybe it will end up in the soup."

"Brother Light means to let me cut a little thicker?"

Kiriko's beautiful black pupils flickered, as delicate and noble as black agate.

"You can't just be a little thicker...... I said I didn't let you just open the beef in half! It's going to be fried! ā€

Before they could take a breath, they saw that Kiriko had changed to a very bold and rough cutting method, and the cut beef was thicker than their wrists.

"I know, but seeing that you are so serious, I just want to tease you~"

"Don't scare me, in my life credo, there is one of the creeds called 'The kitchen is like a battlefield'."

"Really? I think ......'the kitchen is like a love field'......"

Kiriko said, her little hands as gentle as jade and the innocence of the five fingers of light. Ono Asuka didn't know why she was so anxious that she kept trying to probe her brain inside at the kitchen door, and even though she stood on tiptoe, she still couldn't see anything.

"Come on, come on, Xiao Xiangshu don't go to help your brother and future sister, just let them go inside and get busy~"

"How do you say that it's as if 'my brother' and Kiriko made some kind of mysterious marriage contract?"

As soon as Ono thought this, he felt a sudden burst of unshielded anxiety and nameless jealousy coming from his heart. Although Amato-Hikari is not her own brother, not even her brother, the two of them just met, got to know each other, and met under delicate circumstances.

"But why?" Ono Asuka gently covered her little chest that was about to be put down, and whispered to herself:

"Why do I feel like my heart is immersed in a bottomless trench, overwhelmed by a great sense of dullness?"