Night has completely fallen.

In the night rain, the bustling and noisy night view of Tokyo sets off the deserted Hanajo family's mansion.

Apricot Hanajo was silent for a long time.

"Alas~"

The two emotions of grievance and dazedness fermented in the hearts of the surviving people, and quickly swelled and blocked in her body like cotton candy.

She looked up at the ceiling, and after a long time, limped to the fridge and returned to her desk with a dozen beers.

Pulling open the tab of a can of beer, he poured a hard bite into his stomach, then opened his mouth and exhaled a long breath into the air.

It seems that the resentment in the chest can be expelled through this action.

Subsequently, this strong and resolute surviving man returned to work.

In the kitchen at this time, Iinuma had just fished out the boiled chicken, cooled it down with ice water, and then tore off the chicken.

Then, pick up the kitchen knife, chop and chop the green onion and coriander, then take a small bowl and add chicken powder, salt, sugar and other seasonings, a small amount of salt and pepper and stir well, and finally the torn chicken and seasoning trip, the shredded chicken is ready!

The second course, sweet and sour pork ribs!

Wash the pork ribs and chop them into even small pieces, add green onion and ginger cooking wine to blanch, drain, put them in a pot, add cinnamon, star anise, and dried chili peppers to stir until fragrant...... The rich fragrance quickly wafted out.

In the meantime, the boy turned his head to look at the lady working in the living room, and then at the dinner he had cooked.

Then, he pulled out the small bottle and sneakily added it to it.

Serve the finished dish and put it on the table.

Next to the fireplace, half of the apricots in Huacheng were bathed in firelight, their white and tender faces seemed to be shining with light, and the fine fluff on their faces were shining.

The armrests of the office chair were high, and she propped her elbows there, holding her head with the palms of her hands, making all sorts of delicate and elegant poses that looked delicate and elegant to onlookers.

Sometimes she lowered her head, sometimes she leaned, sometimes she leaned back, and her neck seemed to lift a burden.

There was a ottoman under the desk, and her small white and slender feet, sometimes stepping on it, sometimes retracting into the skirt of a black kimono.

After reading the documents for a while, Hanashiro Kyoko rubbed her eyes a little tiredly, and her body unconsciously moved closer to the desk.

After bending down slightly, the fabric on the chest of the kimono slowly attached to the table.

This picture is familiar.

Isao Iinuma observed quietly.

Women with large upper circumferences will become sore and painful when they read books for a long time without wearing a bra, so they will unconsciously bend over and rest on the table to relieve pressure......

When I'm at home, my mother is always like this.

So as soon as I saw Aunt Kyoko like this, Iinuma Xun, who had a lot of eyesight, immediately knew that there was a vacuum under her kimono.

Auntie is so good!

…… Look at the arc, it's almost catching up with my mother's.

Hanajo Apricot, who was physically and mentally exhausted, put down the file and gently rubbed her swollen and aching ankles.

"Aunt Apricot, come to dinner."

Hearing the shout, she quickly withdrew her hand and looked sideways: "Okay." ”

Isuna Iinuma stared at her ankles: "How is your foot?" ”

"It's okay."

"I'll take you to the hospital."

"It's all right!"

Huacheng Apricot put on the solemn and majestic appearance of the elder, and shook her head without a smile: "This little problem is not in the way, you go to dinner, and I will look at the documents for a while." ”

"Angel, eat!"

Isao Iinuma shouted upstairs.

There was the sound of footsteps above the stairs, and Isun Iinuma stared intently.

Overhead lights shine in all directions, reflecting or absorbing the corridors and walls of the stairwell, creating subtle colors in the air.

It's like a medieval oil painting.

In this mystical hue, at the top of the spiral staircase, a figure as perfect as a ceramic work of art, bathed in a particularly shining light, quietly and elegantly descends into the world.

Angels are perfect every time they appear.

"Dumbfounded?"

A soft, clear voice reached Iinuma's ears.

With impeccable grace, Iori Hanagi stepped down the spiral staircase to the filthy Nether to receive the devotion of mankind.

Iinuma bowed his head silently.

Angel's cute little feet are wearing cute slippers with soles that are on the floor.

Look, she's just human!

"Why do you have to wonder if I'm human every time you see me?" The angel slowly came to him with his arms in his arms, his expression elegant and calm, "How many times do you want me to repeat it so that you don't have such stupid thoughts?" ”

Isun Iinuma thought about it seriously.

Hanajo Kyoko took a sip of beer and looked at the two children out of the corner of her eye—seriously, she felt that they were a match made in heaven.

"Hmm......"

Iinuma Xun groaned slightly: "I said...... Hey, forget it. ”

"What a helpless and boring tone." The angel shook his head in disappointment.

"I'm sorry, it's like being born in the dirty, and there aren't many noble things in my head. I apologize if you can't find fun. ”

Isun Iinuma said half-jokingly and half-surrendering, and came to the table with her.

Warm yellow lighting, a somewhat stained old ceiling, steaming food on the table.

Shredded chicken, sweet and sour pork ribs, and scrambled eggs and soup.

The angel turned his face slightly, looking out the window at the cherry blossoms blooming in the night rain, and his little hand delicately scooped a spoonful of soup into the cherry mouth.

The adjective "lightweight" is no exaggeration in her.

Her whole body is like she is not affected by gravity, and she feels light and fluttery in everything.

Her temperament is also as elegant as if she was born with it.

Isao Iinuma stared at her for a long time, observing, scrutinizing, labeling or something.

After a long observation, I can't help but be surprised by her delicacy.

The skin is like coagulated fat, the skin is like snow, and the face can be broken by blowing;

Beneath the mimosa-like fluttering eyelashes, the eyes are clear and ethereal, sometimes flashing with innate pride and solitude.

Cherry mouth, soft and beautiful; The lip petals resemble the petals of cherry blossoms blooming in the night rain.

The moist evening breeze blew from the window, making her long black hair, like a pencil lead, swaying slightly, and it produced a sense of otherworldliness that did not eat the fireworks of the world.

This beautiful moment made Iinuma Xun feel in a trance that his mother should have looked like this when she was young.

Belch?

Is there something that you have forgotten to observe?

Iinuma's gaze couldn't help but slowly slide down from her delicate chin.

The slightly undulating mountains on the angel's chest, I can't see it, I don't say it, but people are really a little ...... Hey, no one is perfect!

Suddenly, the angel frowned in displeasure.

Isao Iinuma quickly looked away.

The ability to see through what is in other people's minds is super troublesome!

"It's okay, I don't care at all!"

The angel glared at him viciously, gently scooped the soup with a spoon and put it to his lips, and said emphatically: "The success of a person should be determined by the inside, not by the external characteristics!" Even if you really want to judge the winner by appearance, you should score it from the overall balance, not just by looking at a certain point. So I don't care about size at all! ”

Uh-huh, you don't care.

Your tirade, and your almost murderous eyes, are signs of indifference.

Iinuma didn't dare to take it, and silently bowed his head and smiled.