“Fisha sauce ~Fisha sauce ~~”

Before he could go home, Uesugi Joe kept buzzing beside Hanamanu Hanabu.

In the supermarket, Hanamaru Hanami was holding cauliflower in his hand, looked at him and said, "Jun Zhao said it if you have something to do. As long as it is not an intimate thing, Hanamichi can help you."

Uesugi Sao was stunned for a moment: "My favorability is still -5?"

"Yeah, right."

"Why hasn't it increased recently?"

"It's only ten points higher, okay?" Hanamara Hanamaki put the green cauliflower into the supermarket cart he was pushing.

"Why didn't I feel it? I forgot?"

"Don't say this anymore. Huahuo gave Zhaojun a hug in the morning."

"Only one, how enough?"

"Zhao, be content and always happy."

"Okay."

Uesugi Seo couldn't help but look at her a few more times. Her wife was always dressed very delicately, so delicate that just by looking at her, she could even vaguely smell the fragrance on her body.

It seemed as if her fragrance was attached to her beauty, and the body subconsciously responded.

Although it is a bit exaggerated, Uesugi Do feels this way.

Looking at her slightly rosy face, I wanted to reach out to pinch it.

well...

Uesugi Do was wondering why she didn't take the opportunity to pinch her for a while before, but now she has no chance and only regrets it.

But to think about it differently, is it because of this close and distant feeling that the short moments of contact with her have become extremely precious?

Because I can't get it, I want it.

Because she was able to touch her at will, she became accustomed to her existence.

She is so kind to herself and is willing to accept her actions at any time...thinking about herself...

Uesugi Tau followed her with a supermarket cart, watching her back walking slowly to pick fresh dishes...

At this moment, she felt more like a virtuous wife.

Well, a young woman.

She is so kind to herself. If she still feels plain and dislikes her casually, wouldn’t she be punished by heaven and earth?

Uesugi finally knew why the movie I watched a while ago and why the male protagonist in "Flower Bridge" fell to nothing.

Because he didn't cherish it, he didn't learn to cherish it, whether it was his wife or his new love. He wanted to catch it at both ends and ended up in nothing.

"Zhaojun wanted to ask Hanahuo what was Hanahuo just now?" Hanahuo turned around.

"Light novel illustrations, the character pictures and covers are about to work hard."

"Oh, that's it."

Uesugi Dora looked at her eyes slanted toward the ceiling, feeling a little nervous, "Hashima, you haven't agreed yet, right?"

"Hashimaru Hanashi didn't say that." Hanashimaru turned his gaze and smiled at him.

"That's good." Uesugi Sao was relieved. He thought Hanawa would reject him with favorability.

In fact, my wife should have drawn illustrations recently. She has been resting for a while, and fans are wailing strongly on her Twitter where Mr. Hanamaru has gone.

Because she hasn't been around these days, she hasn't said anything about anything on Twitter.

I haven't posted a single update since I got married.

Uesugi Dora felt that Hanabu didn't seem to care much about running her Twitter.

It seems that not long ago, someone secretly took photos of her going out... making her angry.

Hanamaru Hanabu: "When I got home, Joon-kun would tell you about the information about the character design and Hanabu."

"Um."

"By the way, what's the heroine's name?"

"Haniwa Chia."

After Uesugi Sato said the name, Hanamaru Hanabu tilted his head slightly and blinked at him.

"Is it really the heroine who created it with Fireworks as the prototype?"

"Absolutely, I'll do what I say." Uesugi Sausage paused for a second, then smiled at her extremely cute face, "What a pity, the heroine in the book is not a princess, and she can't satisfy Hanaguchi's dream of a princess."

"Princess..."

Hanamaru Hanahuo suddenly turned red in his face, and turned around in panic, muttering in a low voice:

"Cai, this is not the case."

"real?"

"Of course it's true! Zhaojun... don't ask..."

Uesuma Dora smiled and looked at her panic and evasive look, and became even more certain that Hanawai Chan really liked the identity of the princess.

When I was so astringent, she would call her Princess, and she would—

He is really a little girl who never grows up.

......

After returning home with a large bag of vegetables, Uesugi started to help the firewood make supper.

Break small pieces of cauliflower, cut the pork into small slices, prepare one of the onions, ginger, cooking wine, soy sauce, light soy sauce, star anise, and dried peppers.

Then, Uesugi, who had everything ready, watched the Hanamaru Hanamichi hot pot and heat the oil.

Today I sat with fried cauliflower meat, a classic Chinese dish.

When the oil was filled with blue smoke, Huawan fired put the onion and ginger in, and the fragrance burst out.

Then add dried chili and star anise and stir-fry to bring out the aroma.

At this time, turn to medium heat for the gas stove and stir-fry the pork belly until the body turns white and slightly curly.

Then, she added a spoonful of soy sauce and a spoonful of cooking wine, continued to stir-fry until the sauce in the pan boiled, and finally poured in the drained cauliflower, mixed the cauliflower and pork together, and stir-fry evenly over high heat.

A spoonful of light soy sauce, a spoonful of candy, and the dishes are collected.

Uesuma Dora looked at her with an iron pot and a shovel with an iron pot. These actions were already familiar to her.

Then they simply fry two side dishes, and they brought the plates to the living room together.

Uesuma picked up a slice of meat and cauliflower, and ate it warmly with the white rice.

Hanamaru Hanabu was looking forward to it: "How is it?"

"Um..."

Uesugi Saw carefully savored the aroma of the meat, the softness of the dish, and the fireworks that stir-fried were mixed together in his mouth with a slight sweetness, filled with fragrance.

"It's very fragrant, very fragrant," he said with a smile. "I feel that it's already a good way to make Chinese small stir-fry dishes, firewood sauce after learning it for a few days."

After Uesugi Sa said this, he grabbed a piece of meat and white rice and ate it into his mouth.

"Just Joe likes it." Hanamara Hanabu showed a cute smile.

It’s bad that only if you have a wife, you can eat this taste.

Uesugi Teru remembered the discounted bentoes in the supermarket that I ate this morning, the cold food and rice, the cold, smokeless industrial hamburger meat...

How can these things be more fragrant than the supper my wife cooked for herself?

Can this be called a meal?

Uesugi No longer felt that this was a filling of hunger, but was enjoying the happy days of having a wife.

Hanamaru Hanawa saw that he was anxious: "Zhaojun, eat slowly."

"No, I won't be able to eat it tomorrow morning. I can only eat it for such a short time at night. I have to eat more!"

......

After dinner, Uesugi Tho took the initiative to cut off Hu Huamaru Hanai and brought it to the kitchen bowl.

"Let me wash it. Hayashi Chan has worked so hard, so let me help."

"Oh well."

Hanamaru Hanabuki looked at him and took the dishes he had packed with enthusiasm, and smiled sweetly at him.

Then he turned around and took back yesterday's clothes from the clothes drying table.

Gu Jin

After some housework, it will be almost 9 o'clock in the evening after finishing the work.
To be continued...