"Oh." Listening to Mizumi Hayato's words, Fujiwara Nao obediently fixed his head and asked him to tie his hair.

Mizumi Hayato didn't have any bells and whistles, just simply tied a ponytail, and it only took more than ten seconds before and after.

But time is relative, and Fujiwara Nao feels that time passes very slowly.

She could feel that she was back, she was back, and the girl's comic scene that had just been broken by the water Hayato himself was reconstructed by him again.

They are like a happy little family, when they come home from work, the husband puts on an apron for his wife, ties her hair, and helps chop vegetables, while the wife is responsible for cooking.

Fujiwara Nao's head is gradually occupied by the pictures made up by his own brain, almost catching up with those love brains, impulsive, reckless, and this moment of kung fu has thought of the future a long time later.

She thought about the pictures she had seen, and knew all about these small actions of couples or lovers, and suddenly she had an urge to try.

The eldest lady couldn't suppress the deer in her heart, and even her little feet couldn't help but rub it slightly.

But the water falcon didn't know that the eldest lady who loved to make up for her brain had attacked herself again in just a dozen seconds, he simply tied the ponytail for the eldest lady, and then habitually reached out to the eldest lady's buttocks and patted it, saying:

"Alright."

"Ahh Fujiwara Nao subconsciously exclaimed.

Mizumi Hayato also instantly realized that something was wrong.

He has so many confidantes, and there are a lot of people who love to cook, this kind of scene is actually not the first time, so he can be so skilled, and he has an apron and a ponytail, and he is proficient, and he is proficient, the first two are all means that can greatly enhance his favorability, but the last shot...

"You!" Fujiwara Nao returned to reality from the world of the girl's man, holding her hips and looking at Mizumi Hayato in shame.

"Ahem." Mizumi Hayato embarrassedly explained to himself, "That's right, you also know that my hands are relatively long, and I was going to pat you on the back..."

"Nonsense!" The eldest lady rebuked Mizuyato's behavior fiercely.

"I was wrong, I was wrong." Mizumi Hayato raised his hand in surrender, picked up a few potatoes and said, "I'd better deal with the ingredients first, cooking is more important now, and you can teach me a lesson later." ”

"Humph!" Looking at his back, Fujiwara Nao wrinkled her nose and stomped her foot.

I was going to reward him, but I didn't expect Bai to be moved, and this guy really didn't change his life.

The eldest lady crossed her hands on her hips, tilted her head to the side, and posed for a while as a "menacing eldest lady", and then went to prepare to cook.

Mizumi Hayato really didn't know what he was missing, but at this time, he didn't feel that he was missing anything, and even felt that he had earned it.

He was chopping the potatoes while still reminiscing about the touch.

One thing to say, I used to play with other confidantes, and when I rehearsed the riding scene, I basically tried it, after all, riding a horse, practicing the password of "frame ~" is still very important.

But the eldest lady is also one of the best among them, which is unforgettable.

Just as people often say that the handsome figure of the Water Hayato is the product of the creator's showmanship, the water Hayato also believes that the eldest lady is the product of the creator's showmanship, a complete hexagonal warrior with no weaknesses.

Well... It's just that it's a little easy to fool, and she will let him go if she pulls it casually, so when the meal is ready, how can she remember to settle accounts with him? By then, we would have already talked about something else.

Mizumi Hayato felt that he had made a wave of blood at no cost, and he couldn't help but smile as he cut potatoes, as if cutting potatoes was a very happy thing.

...

It's not that she did something stupid to make him happy, but watching the eldest lady cook seriously for him, and the psychological satisfaction is incomparable.

At the same time, he can also appreciate the unparalleled beauty and wonderful figure of the eldest lady at any time, and he can also smell the fragrance from her at any time, which is already a double enjoyment of sight and smell.

So Mizumi Hayato isn't too obsessed with getting taste out of the finished food she makes, and as long as it's not too dark, he's sure to have a good meal.

However, it turns out that the eldest lady's cuisine is not only blessed by her "beautiful food", but also the food itself is excellent, with a full range of color, flavor and flavor, a meal of Japanese cuisine has more than basic delicacy, and the simplicity of home cooking, although it does not reach the level of those well-known traditional restaurants, it basically surpasses most family restaurants.

"It's delicious, it's delicious!" Before the delicious food that exceeded expectations, Mizumi Hayato did not hesitate to spit out the "delicious" in his mouth, and the food on the table poured into his mouth like water.

There is in and out, this is the law of conservation of energy.

As we all know, there's nothing more enjoyable for a chef than seeing someone gulp down their own food.

Except, of course, for some so-called artisan chefs who value "ritual" more than "delicious".

Fortunately, the eldest lady is not an "immortal", and when she saw Mizumi Hayato eating her food without caring about the image, she smiled with crooked eyebrows and eyes, quite satisfied.

"Is it delicious? Eat more if it's delicious. Fujiwara Nao propped her chin in her hands, and she just ate some and stopped, as if she could be full by watching Mizumi Hayato eat.

Mizumi Hayato was not polite, and continued to sweep the dishes on the table, but at the same time, he did not forget his instincts, and from time to time he sandwiched a little food on the eldest lady's bowl.

That is, the eldest lady also made a few dishes shared by the two, if it was according to the traditional Japanese food sharing system, how could this happen.

Soon, the meal ended in the momentum of the water Hayato, and the two of them didn't even talk much during the whole process.

Mizumi Hayato put down his chopsticks, patted his stomach with satisfaction, and said, "Thank you for your hospitality!" ”

He saw the eldest lady shaking her head with a smile and saying "inconsiderate greeting", and he also understood that his choice was right, deliberately didn't talk too much, ate more, and ate exaggeratedly, which was enough to make her happy.