Chapter 40: It's enough for me to have Natsumi

PS: A group of lowly embryos, seeing that the protagonist and Xia Mi are together, they are crazy about saying that the last chapter is short. Phew, you shit. ——————————————————————————————————————

No bells and whistles, no sweet and affectionate words.

Simple, unpretentious, and the young boy and girl established a relationship in this way.

In the next few days, Chen Hong gradually lived a fairy life.

After regaining his strength, he quickly healed the dark wounds and atrophied muscles on his body using the Spirit of Words and Creation, and was quickly discharged from the hospital, and arranged for a moving company to move all of Xia Mi's things to Chen Hongji's house.

The school also knew that the two had some unusual "friendship", so they granted Chen Hongjian and Xia Mi half a month's leave, and also hoped that Xia Mi would come to Chen Hongjian to do "psychological counseling", so as not to let him ask someone from the Kassel Academy to ask him about the crime.

In the past half a month, early every morning, Xia Mi pulled Chen Hong to get up early in the morning, went to buy the freshest dishes in the vegetable market, and cooked three meals for Chen Hongjian by himself.

Seeing Xia Mi and the owners of various stalls skillfully bargaining, the energetic girl always bought the best and most dishes at the lowest price, and soon Chen Hong, who had been following behind, carried more than a dozen bags.

"I said, almost. It's not like the end of the world is coming, why buy so many vegetables? Sheltered? Chen Hong gradually looked at the plastic bag in his hand and said helplessly.

"What's the matter, you dislike me now?" Xia Mi crossed her waist and stared at Chen Hongjian with her eyes narrowed slightly.

A dangerous aura filled the air, and Chen Hongjian had no choice but to smile and say, "How dare I." With such a beautiful and moving girlfriend who can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen, it's too late for me to be happy, how can I dislike it? ”

This is a damn desire to survive.

If he dares to say yes, I'm afraid that this vegetable market will disappear from this world in the next second.

Falling in love with a female tyrannosaurus is also life-threatening.

I wonder if she will abuse me in the future?

Chen Hongjian suddenly became a little worried about his life in the next few decades.

Received someone's compliment, and Natsumi-sama said that he was generous and didn't care about someone.

When he got home, Xia Mi skillfully opened the door of Chen Hongji's house with the key, and put the dishes in Chen Hongji's hand into the refrigerator.

Putting on an apron, the girl skillfully turned on the faucet of the kitchen sink and began to carefully select and wash vegetables.

I have to say that Xia Mi's cooking skills are really good.

Unlike those girls who don't touch the spring water with their fingers, Xia Mi has always lived alone, cooking, laundry, mopping and everything by herself. With her ability to learn and imitate, she quickly learned all the cooking experience accumulated by the neighbors' old ladies for decades.

Suddenly, a huge sense of disobedience surged into Natsumi's heart.

No, why did this girl become his nanny in a daze?

Doing laundry and cooking every day, am I a girlfriend or an old mother?

Thinking of this, Natsumi took off her apron and fell the hook.

"Chen Hongchuan, let me die!"

"Hey! What do you command, Taijun? ”

Chen Hong was not annoyed when he was scolded inexplicably, and trotted in with a dog-legged look.

"Poof!"

Seeing Chen Hongji's appearance, the trace of anger in Xia Mi's heart just now disappeared in an instant, revealing a touching smile.

No, majesty, majesty!

Xia Mi restrained her smile and tried her best to put on a serious expression and said, "Go and help me wash and choose vegetables!" ”

"Gotcha! You rest first! ”

Chen Hong gradually watched Xia Mi put on a serious expression with all his might, his shoulders twitched a little, and he almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Xia Mi looked at the well-behaved Chen Hongjian and couldn't help but smile.

I remember that Grandma Zhu next door said that whether a man is a good man or not, whether he really likes you depends on whether he is willing to do housework for you.

Most men in the north are reluctant to do housework. (Actually, this situation is also in the south)

Most of them think that men are going to do big things, and how can they be delayed by housework. And when people know that they are doing housework at home, they are either mistaken for eating soft rice, or they are mistaken for being afraid of their wives, and they can't get by on their faces.

Therefore, in the eyes of women in the north, a man who does housework is a good man, a man who truly loves himself.

Looking at the busy figure in the kitchen, Xia Mi's eyes were bent into crescents.

Xia Mi still re-entered the kitchen, although Chen Hongjian was willing to wash vegetables and choose vegetables for her, but Chen Hong, who had never cooked, did not work carefully at all, and all the work he did required Xia Mi's secondary processing.

Xia Mi waved his hand and kicked him out of the kitchen, which would only add to her burden, so it was better for her to deal with it alone.

Chen Hongji, who was kicked out of the kitchen, did not leave far, but sat on a chair in the dining room, holding his chin with his hand, and his eyes always stayed on the girl's back, full of warmth.

Xia Mi's movements were very fast, and the sound of the range hood soon sounded in the kitchen, Chen Hong gradually walked into the kitchen, although he couldn't cook, but he could still help with the little things of taking a salt shaker and handing a soy sauce.

Xia Mi was also very satisfied with Chen Hongji's "sensibility", and gently pecked him on the cheek as a reward.

Chen Hong, who had been rewarded, gradually became more motivated, and walked around Xia Mi inch by inch, ready to hand her some small things at any time.

Dinner was made quickly.

Grab fried fish fillet, vegetable wrapped chicken, toon tofu and tofu, plus a bowl of small hanging pear soup.

However, the dishes in Beijing are heavy and flavorful.

Fortunately, Chen Hong's taste is heavy and salty, otherwise he is really not used to eating the Beijing cuisine made by Xia Mi.

Chen Hong gradually picked up a piece of vegetable wrapped chicken, Chinese cabbage wrapped in chicken breast, the taste is sweet, the skin is crispy, and the chicken is tender; The fried fish fillet is golden in color, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, bright and bright on the inside, crispy in the mouth, sticky sauce on the outside, no bones and no spines, and the taste of sour, sweet, salty and umami is integrated into one. Toon tofu is fragrant and delicious, light and smooth, full of spring breath; The pears are sweet, the white fungus is crisp, the pear soup is mellow, refreshing and pleasant, refreshing, and it is really suitable to drink in this dry autumn.

Looking at the girl who "disliked" him for only helping out after dinner and took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, Chen Hong suddenly felt that this kind of life was great.

This is probably the dream of all the boys in the preparatory class of the High School Affiliated to Peking University, seeing such a beautiful girl doing housework willingly in her own home, the beauty of life is nothing more than this.

I suddenly felt that I had not fought in vain these two times, and I had not been lying in vain in the past half a month.

Ah, what Odin, dragon slayer, get out of the way for me.

No ambitions, no dreams.

It's enough for me to have Natsumi.

He felt very satisfied at this moment, and he really wished that time would always stop at this moment.

He suddenly understood a little bit about the emperors who loved beauty and did not love the country in ancient times.

If one day, the energetic Xia Mi loses his smile, he doesn't mind being the king of Zhou You and smiling for the Pomeranians, so why not the princes of the Beacon Theater?

(The princes of Zhou Youwang Beacon Fire Opera are really apocryphal, this article will not explain in detail, interested partners can inquire and understand independently)

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PS: This article does not express any sarcasm about northern men, this is just a folk saying. It's just for the needs of the plot to join, brothers in the north, don't mistake the author for any ill will towards you.