"Doesn't Oba want to tell Meiyan? Let's go back then. ”

As if talking to herself, Zhao Meiyan turned around and lowered her head after leaving such a sentence. She won't leave directly, but she doesn't know how to walk back to the hotel.

She could only stand still.

"Miyan, me.

”

Shen Yuelan didn't want to explain the reason to her, but he felt that Meiyan was a little cold to him.

He was a little swaying when the cold wind was blowing, not to mention the weak girl in his own house.

Looking at her thin figure standing in the cold wind, Shen Yuelan only thought about letting her come to her side as soon as possible, and then go back together.

So he could only explain the store to her.

"Oba, you, what do you say?"

Trying to ease her shyness, Zhao Meiyan lowered her head and pinched her lace skirt with both hands. She had a hunch that it might not be a serious place, but she didn't expect people to be so elegant now.

The clothes are not wet and the apricot blossoms are rainy, and the wind is not cold in the willows.

Is this kind of secretive feeling what Oba likes?

Although Zhao Meiyan usually seems bold, she is a little girl under the age of 18 after all, and when she hears such a chic thing, it is inevitable that she will be a little shy.

"You want me to say it, let's go back."

Shen Yuelan smiled, this kind of Zhao Meiyan is what she likes.

And it also explained what happened just now,

Otherwise, if the image is gone, it will also be a headache.

"Hmm."

Zhao Meiyan didn't know what to say now, so she could only nod.

Shen Yuelan stepped forward to grab her hand, she symbolically struggled, but still let him hold it in her hand.

........

It was too late to bother Girls' Generation, and the two of them went straight to their room after getting out of the car.

"Miyan, you wash it first."

After saying this, Shen Yuelan walked towards the kitchen.

Zhao Meiyan gritted her teeth and Shen Yuelan's back, and remembered what happened in Shinjuku tonight.

Shen Yuelan is not without desire, but she has always refused because she is still young.

But

That should be fine, right? You can't refuse with the excuse that you're not in good health, right?

Shen Yuelan didn't think too much about it, the wind blew very cold at night, Zhao Meiyan ate cold ice cream again, he just wanted to cook a bowl of hot soup for her to drink, warm her stomach.

She will definitely take a long bath, waiting for her to come out, and the soup should be just right.

Shen Yuelan thought like this, and in a while, the soup was almost done, and it was made with the ingredients saved in the morning.

In Tokyo's winter, there is no such thing as not being able to eat for a day.

"Why haven't you taken a shower yet?"

Shen Yuelan brought out the hot soup, but Zhao Meiyan was still sitting on the sofa, wearing her pleated skirt.

"I, I'm hungry."

Still don't dare to say it, although they have kissed and hugged and lifted high, but if they take a bath together, they are really all naked, Zhao Meiyan was shy and didn't dare to say it.

The smell gave her an excuse.

"Well, then drink some soup first, what else do you want to eat?"

"I don't want to eat anything else."

Zhao Meiyan smiled sweetly.

She just took the opportunity to find an excuse, and Shen Yuelan cared for her like this, which made the girl's face show the truest smile.

"How?"

Shen Yuelan is very concerned, if she says it is not delicious this time, he will remember her taste, and there will be no such taste on the table in the future.

"Of course it's delicious, Oba made it."

She met his gaze, not worrying about anything,

She knew that he could hear her words, but it was delicious, but she didn't need to ask at all, with his cooking skills, Zhao Meiyan could only praise every time.

"Then tell me the next time you want to drink it."

Shen Yuelan smiled very happily, and added another page of the menu to her cute recipes, which can always avoid getting tired of eating again.

"Okay, I'm full now."

Zhao Meiyan put down the bowl, and Shen Yuelan wiped the soup from the corner of her mouth for her.

"I'll go wash the dishes, and you'll go take a shower when you're rested."

"Oba, I'll wash the dishes."

Zhao Meiyan stood up, it was impossible to let Oba do everything, anyway, it was only a bowl, she should be able to do it, right?

"No, just sit down."

Shen Yuelan pressed her on the sofa again,

Regarding the matter of women entering the kitchen, except for his own sister Qian, he doesn't believe anyone now.

This is washing dishes, that's washing the kitchen!

"Oba is just a bowl, I promise I'll turn off the faucet."

Zhao Meiyan pouted, obviously a little unhappy with Shen Yuelan's attitude. She also wanted to help, but the water kept flowing out on its own, and she could be blamed for that?

"Nope"

"Why?"

"And the pot, the knife, anyway, I don't allow my woman to do these things."

"Why, Oba?"

Zhao Meiyan suddenly looked at Shen Yuelan with great interest.

The three East Asian countries are all inherited from the Chinese cultural circle, although after thousands of years of development, they have their own differences. But many things still have the same roots.

The male protagonist is outside, and the female protagonist is inside.

The men of the peninsula are a very vain mass, and they cannot tolerate the slightest demand from women.

It's so hard to want them to go home and cook.

Especially this young generation, they have not experienced many setbacks, and few of them have cooking skills.

"Because I can't bear it"

Very straightforward words,

Shen Yuelan took Zhao Meiyan's beautiful little hand. If you can go to the kitchen and cook something delicious, it's just comfortable, but just to do this kind of repetitive boring work,

Shen Yuelan didn't think it was necessary.

Zhao Meiyan looked at Shen Yuelan's gaze, and suddenly felt a little shy,

"Also, it's not pretty."

She remembered what happened in Shinjuku again, and Oba praised my hands for being beautiful

Is it a hint?

Zhao Meiyan looked a little embarrassed.

"If I say it's good-looking, it's good-looking."

In the eyes of the lover, Zhao Meiyan was born beautiful, and her personality pleases Shen Yuelan.

Shen Yuelan naturally feels beautiful wherever she looks.

"Okay, since Oba said so, then I'll go take a shower first."

Zhao Meiyan can't say anything more, can she continue to deny herself?

"Well, remember to adjust the water temperature before taking a bath."

After Shen Yuelan finished speaking, she took the bowl and walked to the kitchen.

It's really late at night, and if you don't hurry, you'll probably have to spend the morning in bed tomorrow.

Although Shen Yuelan is a bit homely, he is not the kind of person who likes to lie in bed.

He is no longer a student now, he still has a career in the future, and it will be a pity to always lie in bed for a rare relaxation time.

He hurriedly brushed the bowl,

Then walked out of the kitchen.

I saw Zhao Meiyan standing in front of the sofa with a thin pajamas.

"Oba, let's take a shower together."