Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

"Of course it's because Sister Tomoko's cooking skills are so great that it's hard for people to be picky about food."

"Thank you, Sosuke-kun. Children who are not picky about food are good children. Only in this way can they have a healthy body."

Matsumoto Tomoko glanced at Ginjo beside her, and for some reason, she suddenly felt her mouth water, her neck trembled, and she swallowed a mouthful of saliva...

"Ah, there really are eggs on sale! And it seems each person is limited to one box. Great, we came at the right time."

The lady quickly pulled Yincheng over, picked up two boxes of eggs and put them in the basket.

The two continued shopping in the supermarket while talking.

Tomoko Matsumoto found it incredible that purchasing, which used to be such a boring job, could now become so interesting.

With Yincheng's company, the two went shopping for daily necessities together.

It feels like...

When Matsumoto Tomoko thought of this, her heart skipped a beat and a barely perceptible blush appeared on her fair face.

However, it didn't seem like an ordinary thing for a single mother in her thirties like me to stand next to a college student in uniform.

She felt that others would definitely look at them with curiosity no matter what...

But after changing her mind, she soon felt relieved. After all, it was her own life and she didn't need to care too much about what others thought.

After finishing shopping at the supermarket, Yincheng and his wife returned to the apartment with a lot of things.

"Okay, now it's cooking time, Sousuke-kun, just wait and enjoy the delicious food."

Matsumoto Tomoko suddenly became very motivated and raised her head while talking to Ginjō.

Soon the sounds of preparing ingredients and cooking were heard from the kitchen. Ginjo Sousuke wanted to help, but was driven out by his wife.

For Tomoko Matsumoto, preparing the entire dinner by herself seemed like a sacred mission.

There was no other choice, so Yincheng had to go to the living room alone and turn on the TV to watch it casually.

However, this time did not last long, and soon bursts of fragrance wafted from the kitchen.

The lady in the kitchen skillfully handles various ingredients and the fire on the stove, and her efficiency is even not inferior to that of a professional chef.

After all the dishes were served on the table, Matsumoto Tomoko wiped the sweat from her forehead, with a smile on her face filled with great satisfaction.

"Come and have dinner, Sousuke-kun."

Ginjo Sosuke must savor the food carefully for his wife's careful preparation.

"I'm gonna start now."

After clasping his hands together, he first tasted the miso soup.

The moment his lips touched the edge of the bowl, Ginjō slowly took it into his mouth, enjoying the aroma of the miso and dashi.

Then, the flavors of miso and dashi that match the rich aroma spread on your tongue.

This mellow taste, which is completely different from instant miso soup, must have been achieved through careful calculation and adjustment.

The miso is not too strong and the saltiness retains the flavor of the broth.

The first sip is a bit light, probably because my wife took into consideration that miso should be eaten with other dishes, so the taste is just right when you finish drinking it.

The taste is not so much lacking as it is reassuring, and it makes one want to try the rice and other dishes.

“It’s really delicious.”

Yin Cheng couldn't help but admire.

Matsumoto Tomoko didn't even take off her apron, and just sat down opposite Ginjō, her peach blossom eyes narrowed with a smile.

The grilled tilapia is very flavorful and retains its moisture.

If you heat the meat for a long time in order to make it taste better, the moisture will be lost and the meat will taste dry.

But the grilled fish made by Tomoko Matsumoto is very tender and tastes great.

The seasoning of the tamagoyaki was just what Ginjo Sosuke liked.

Enticed by the bright golden color of the surface, Ginjo took a bite and the mellow flavor of the broth indeed came to his tongue.

There are various styles of tamagoyaki, such as adding sugar or using nothing but salt. Matsumoto Tomoko's unique method is to add dashi to give it a slightly sweet taste.

That subtle and soft sweetness might be honey.

The amount should not be very much, but the lingering sweetness adds depth to the taste.

The delicately seasoned tamagoyaki made Ginjo unable to stop eating after taking one bite.

"too delicious."

Ginjō sighed as if talking to himself, then took another big bite.

Looking at Ginjo eating with relish, Matsumoto Tomoko's eyes were filled with happiness.

“It looks delicious.”

The lady spoke softly to Ginjo.

"Because it's really delicious, Sister Tomoko, you should eat it too."

At the urging of Ginjo Sosuke, Matsumoto Tomoko picked up the chopsticks and started tasting the food.

Soon, the table full of delicious delicacies was cleared out by the two of them.

Maybe it was because of the hot weather, or maybe it was because of the temperature of the miso soup, but Ginjo and his wife both started sweating at the same time.

"It's so hot."

Tomoko Matsumoto kept fanning herself with her hands and pulling at her collar from time to time to let in fresh air.

Ginjo Sosuke focused his attention on his wife's apron, and then couldn't help but enter a fantasy world...

Matsumoto Tomoko noticed Ginjo's gaze, then looked down at herself, as if she suddenly understood something...

She didn't say anything, but left Yincheng, who was somewhat lost in thought, and quietly returned to the bedroom.

When the lady came out again, she was still wearing the same apron.

But under the apron...

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

Matsumoto Tomoko's gentle voice awakened Ginjo Sosuke from his meditation, but when he turned around, he could not help but fall silent again...

Ginjo witnessed this shocking scene, his body seemed to be nailed to the spot as if he was under some kind of spell...

The combination of wife and apron has such an intuitive and amazing charm.

Matsumoto Tomoko's fair face began to turn red, and she felt a little embarrassed by Ginjo's gaze, and she felt like she would run away at any moment...

But the lady did not run away. She still stood there, showing off her seductive outfit in front of Ginjo Sosuke.

"Do you like me dressed like this?"

Matsumoto Tomoko placed her slender fingers on the corner of her mouth and bit her tender and juicy red lips with her pearly teeth.

"Of course, of course I like it!"

Like? No, the word like seems too insignificant to be used at this moment.

It's a dream come true!

This is a dream within a dream!

Ginjo Sosuke had imagined such a scene countless times...

Chapter 85: My wife has practiced gymnastics? (4K chapter, please subscribe!)

An apron was originally used to block dirty things when cooking to prevent clothes from getting dirty.

Because of its convenience, it is loved by housewives.

But apart from these, does it have no other functions?

Can't it block other things?

In fact, if you think about it carefully, aprons are a piece of clothing that is very suitable for housewives.

Its materials are generally highly breathable, allowing ladies to feel more comfortable and free when wearing them.

The restraint of steel rings is really annoying. Ripe fruits need to breathe fresh air from time to time!

And it usually has small straps and a very low neckline, which can show the lady's beautiful neck line and shoulder curve.

At the same time, the waist design of the apron is very close-fitting, which can highlight the slender waist like a willow leaf...

What if you add some lace or trim to the edge of the apron?

Finally, pair it with a pair of pointed high heels with stilettos...

Sosuke Ginjo thinks that if he becomes a fashion designer one day, he might hold a fashion show with aprons as the theme.

The model who appeared at the end of this press conference was definitely Mrs. Tomoko Matsumoto.

The wife now leaned gently against the wall, her cherry lips slightly pouted.

"It's much cooler this way..."

Ginjo Sosuke's obsession with aprons and Matsumoto Tomoko's charming demeanor.

The two elements mixed together and awakened the demon in him.

"Why do I feel even hotter, Tomoko-san?"

Ginjo Sosuke stood up and slowly walked towards Matsumoto Tomoko.

The wife looked shy and at a loss.

When Ginjo walked in front of her, Matsumoto Tomoko looked up at him with an expression that was somewhat innocent and yet somewhat longing.

"Tomoko-sister is so beautiful."

Yincheng simply used the simplest words to express the shock in his heart.

"Sou...Sousuke...you really are..."

Although Matsumoto Tomoko's face was flushed, she showed an expression of secret delight.