Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

The taste of Japanese cuisine is too monotonous. It is either boiled, steamed, or eaten raw, and the seasoning is basically based on the taste of the ingredients themselves.

Today, Sosuke Ginjo decided to do something different, so that Tomoko Matsumoto can experience the taste of real Chinese cuisine.

After a round of shopping at the market, Ginjo Sousuke finally bought a large piece of lamb leg, some spare ribs, and some side dishes such as corn and carrots.

He was going to make some stir-fried lamb and some corn and pork ribs soup.

It is rare to eat mutton dishes in Neon, so pork rib soup is a way for my wife to have some nourishment.

Considering that she has consumed a lot recently, this nutritious soup is very suitable for her.

Carrying a large bag of things, I arrived at the apartment at around four o'clock. I knocked on the door and Matsumoto Tomoko came out quickly to greet me.

"Look what I bought, Sister Tomoko?"

Yincheng felt the whole bag was very high.

"Hey, what's this, Sosuke-kun?"

"Let me cook dinner tonight. Sister Tomoko will also like to try my cooking skills."

Ginjo smiled brightly.

Matsumoto Tomoko might have just rested for a while, her eyes were still a little blurry, and she quickly took the bag from Ginjo's hand.

Her long black hair fell naturally, and she was wearing a loose silk nightgown that was just long enough to cover her round and plump buttocks.

Leaning forward slightly, a bright white color immediately appeared.

"Does Sosuke-kun know how to cook? Don't bother, I'll do it. I should have started preparing dinner by now."

"Don't worry, Sister Tomoko, you will know my strength in a moment."

"What do you think of the Chinese restaurant we ate at the mall last time, Sister Tomoko?"

"It's very delicious. I've also been learning Chinese cooking online recently, but I haven't tried it yet."

"Then let me try it today. I'm ready to challenge myself with Chinese cuisine."

Tomoko Matsumoto curiously flipped through the bag that Sosuke Ginjo brought.

"Is this mutton? What's this red thing?"

Tomoko Matsumoto took out a small transparent bag filled with red particles.

"This is wolfberry. You need to use it when making soup. It is very nutritious and can replenish water and nourish the skin."

"Sister Tomoko, you've lost a lot of water recently, right?"

Ginjo Sousuke said with a wicked smile.

"Sou...Sousuke-kun...you're making fun of me again."

A blush flushed on Matsumoto Tomoko's face, and her slender hands rubbed shyly on her smooth thighs.

Ginjo Sosuke moved a large bag of ingredients to the kitchen and prepared to start processing.

Tomoko Matsumoto simply changed her clothes and came over to help.

She said she was changing clothes, but in fact she just hung a yellow floral apron over her nightgown.

Tomoko Matsumoto has become accustomed to the presence of Sosuke Ginjo and no longer avoids anything.

"I'll take care of the meat, and Sister Tomoko can help me with the vegetables."

"Okay, Sosuke-kun, I didn't expect that a college student like you could cook."

"Haha, I just had a sudden idea and then taught myself."

"Sister Tomoko, you've always worked hard. Let's switch places today. I'll be the head chef."

Yincheng began to divide the mutton, cut it into thin slices, wash it with baking soda, salt and water, and soak it, so that the mutton would be more tender and juicy.

Then process the ribs. Blanch the fresh ribs in water and quickly skim off the foam.

Tomoko Matsumoto was also busy washing vegetables, processing carrots, corn, onions, etc. properly according to Ginjo's requirements.

On a hot afternoon, in the small kitchen, both of them began to feel a little hot.

Tomoko Matsumoto's scattered hair stuck to her forehead, and beads of sweat flowed across the smooth curve of her neck into the gentle snow-white.

Yincheng has prepared all the ingredients for the soup. The blanched ribs, ginger, corn and carrots are put into the casserole one by one.

Some red dates and wolfberries specially added can also nourish the beautiful lady next to you.

Bring to a boil over high heat then turn to low heat to simmer. Steam is already rising from the casserole.

"Phew... It's so hot... The pork rib soup is already cooking. Let's go out and cool off for a while, Sister Tomoko."

"Okay, Sousuke-kun."

Matsumoto Tomoko wiped the sweat from her forehead and followed Ginjō out.

Yincheng sat on the sofa and took a few gulps of water.

Tomoko Matsumoto sat aside, fanning herself with her little hands, and from time to time she pulled the loose neckline of her nightgown to let some air in.

It seems that the fruit is indeed afraid of heat after it matures.

"It seems that the nightgown is a bit redundant. Next time, I can just wear an apron..."

Ginjo Sousuke thought so in his heart.

Seeing his wife's delicate appearance, Yincheng couldn't help but hold her in his arms.

Tomoko Matsumoto did not resist, but just lay softly on the boy's broad chest.

My whole body became soft and I seemed to sweat more.

Ginjo looked down at his wife, her beautifully shaped thin lips glossing with light-colored lip gloss.

Ginjo put his mouth on her neck, the mature taste was intoxicating.

The lady's pink lips slowly exhaled a delicate breath.

"Zong...Zongsuke-kun..."

Tomoko Matsumoto twisted her body slightly.

"The soup is still cooking in the kitchen."

Ginjo Sousuke paused for a moment.

"Don't worry, Sister Tomoko, it will take at least 40 minutes to cook. Trust my ability to control time."

"Okay...Okay...Sousuke-kun."

The bedroom door was half open, and the heat from the fire spread through the kitchen and into the whole house.

Soon, a thick, hot and humid air with a meaty aroma filled the entire room...

Chapter 40 My Wife's Daughter

Forty minutes later, Ginjo Sousuke, sweating all over, arrived at the kitchen on time.

Open the lid of the casserole, you will see clear soup, rich flavor, and the heat is just right.

Season it simply with some salt, pick up the spoon and take a sip.

Mm~ The taste is perfect, Yincheng can't help but feel a little self-indulgent.

Turn off the stove, let it simmer naturally for a while, and then you can serve it.

Then Yincheng started cooking the mutton again.

Fry the chopped scallions until fragrant, followed by the marinated lamb. Turn up the heat to maximum, add a little seasoning, stir-fry a few times, and another dish is ready to be served.

Matsumoto Tomoko smelled the fragrance and came over.

"It smells so good, Sousuke-kun."

“It looks really good.”

Tomoko Matsumoto, who had just finished taking a shower, was wiping her beautiful long black hair with a towel.

She wrapped a bath towel around her body, but her plump figure made the towel look a little insignificant. As soon as she pulled it up a little, it couldn't cover her lower body anymore.

"You should take a shower too, Sosuke-kun."

Tomoko Matsumoto's fair face turned red due to the steam.

"Okay, Sister Tomoko."

It was the first time that Ginjo Sosuke stepped into his wife's bathroom.

Although the structure is similar to my own bathroom, the things placed here are not as simple as my own.

There are all kinds of bath towels, bath flowers, and large and small bottles and jars whose names I can't remember on the shelves.

No wonder my wife takes such good care of herself.

The warm water stream flows through the whole body, washing away the sweat and other unknown liquids.

"Oh... it feels so good..."

After taking a bath, Ginjo Sosuke felt extremely refreshed. His body, which had been sticky just now, had now become very refreshed.

He quickly changed his clothes and came out.

Tomoko Matsumoto had already brought the two dishes he had just made to the table.

While he was taking a shower, his wife made him a simple tamagoyaki and vegetable salad.

The golden and emerald green color combination also makes the dining table gorgeous.

The wife threw the water-stained nightgown into the storage basket and changed into a loose white tank top and black shorts.

Her hair has almost dried, and the long hair naturally falling on her shoulders gives people a wild beauty that is different from usual.

Serve a bowl of soup for your wife and yourself, and set the tableware.

Yincheng was very satisfied with today's work.

"Let's start eating, Sister Tomoko, try what I cooked today."

"Sousuke-kun, come on, you usually took all my lines today."