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It turned out that both of his friends were on his side.

Yukinoshita Yukino stood in the kitchen, turning the pot and spoon several times. After that, she finally couldn't help it. She served the food and took out her cell phone.

[Where's he? He's not coming back, is he?]

......

Nomiyama paused as he reached for his keys, took out his cell phone and clicked on the message.

Well, at least one thing is confirmed, Yukinoshita is in the house.

He replied: [I’m home]

Reach out, insert into the keyhole, and turn.

Nomiyama opened the door and said subconsciously, "I'm back."

"Welcome home."

Hearing the familiar welcoming voice, Nomiya twisted his neck and looked at the person on the sofa.

Very good, Hui is here too.

"Wait a moment, Fuhaya, I'll prepare dinner for you." Kato Megumi carefully put down her pure white skirt, stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Yukinoshita Yukino walked out of the kitchen with the food she had prepared and walked towards the dining table without even looking at him.

Good, very good, we have even developed a tacit understanding of "I'm back" and "Welcome home".

Nomiyama looked at the person walking past him without looking away, and followed him. "I smelled the aroma just as I was walking down the street. It seems like you've made a lot of progress in cooking in the past few years."

Yukinoshita Yukino just ignored him and looked at Eriri who was sitting cross-legged in the living room and was obviously absent-minded: "Eriri, let's eat."

"Oh, oh." Sawamura Eriri came back to her senses.

She walked towards the dining table, and as she passed by, she didn't even look at him and sat down quietly on the chair.

Seeing this, Nomiyama took two steps without stopping, took the bowl from the dining table and started to serve rice.

He filled a bowl and placed it in front of Yukinoshita, then filled another bowl and placed it in front of Eriri.

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at his attentiveness and sneered: "After not seeing you for a few years, Nomi-san has learned how to entertain guests."

Nomiyama said seriously, "How can you be a guest? As long as you want, half of this house is yours."

Yukinoshita Yukino was quiet for a while, not being fooled by him: "Oh, what about the other half?"

Nomiyama lowered his head, picked up a piece of thick omelet and put it into her bowl: "Eat this, I like this the most."

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the thick omelette in the bowl.

You think I haven't tasted the food I cooked, right?

Thinking of this, she stood up.

Nomiyama took a step back, his expression serious: "You must be hungry after waiting for so long. You must take care of yourself. Eat first."

Yukinoshita Yukino said nothing, just walked forward.

Nomiya took one step back, then two steps back, and finally turned around and ran away.

Yukinoshita Yukino followed.

yi ling yi er er ba san ling jiu ba

The two of them walked around the living room first, then ran upstairs.

Eriri Sawamura bit her chopsticks with a gloomy look in her eyes.

Now, all of them stopped acting and started declaring their specialness in front of themselves.

Nomiyama ran up to the second floor, took a few steps in the corridor, and then stopped.

He turned around, his face serious: "If you come over here again, I won't be polite."

Yukinoshita Yukino stopped and looked at him sarcastically: "Oh? You're welcome? I really want to see how rude you are."

After saying that, she continued forward.

Nomiya licked his lips and said, "You said it."

He appeared in front of the other person in an instant and embraced him.

Yukinoshita Yukino subconsciously resisted, and a whip appeared in her hand.

Nomiya lowered his head and took a smack.

The cold light in Yukinoshita Yukino's eyes became even colder: "Asshole! Again... um..."

His mouth was blocked for a moment, and he took another sip.

"Despicable... um..."

Dear.

"Nomi... um..."

Dear.

"Rogue... um..."

Dear.

"Sex maniac...mmmm..."

Dear.

Nomiyama finally leaned his head towards her and said, "If you do that again, I'll have to use my ultimate move."

Yukinoshita Yukino stopped struggling, she instinctively guessed what the "ultimate move" was.

The so-called kiss, kiss from behind, is of course a kiss.

She wanted to be tough and say 'you try', but she was a little shy because he would really try.

Her body was still held forcibly, not allowed to leave, the heat flowed by her ears, and at the same time, so did his shameless voice.

"Yukinoshita, you've kissed me so many times, you need to be responsible."

Yukinoshita Yukino lowered her head and leaned against his chest, wanting to refute him for being shameless, but she was afraid that she would be kissed again if she said it.

Nomiya lowered his head and carefully moved close to her, cheek to cheek.

His hand gently stroked the back of the other person's head, rubbed his cheek, and said softly: "Let's go on a date this weekend."

After a long while, a weak voice sounded: "Hmm."

After that, Yukinoshita Yukino didn't want to talk anymore, she just quietly put her cheek against his and rubbed it against his.

The two of them were like kittens, rubbing against each other and hugging each other quietly.

At some point, the boy's voice sounded cautiously: "Actually, a few years ago when we were on the Ferris wheel, I wanted to kiss you, but I was afraid you would kick me off."

Yukinoshita Yukino's voice was soft: "We were only twelve years old at that time, Nomi-san, your idea of me is a bit too perverted."

Nomiyama was slightly dissatisfied: "But I feel that you were thinking about this at the time."

Yukinoshita Yukino's voice was a little weak when she retorted: "I didn't."

"Oh, then no."

After saying that, Nomiyama rubbed her cheek again, loosened his arms slightly, moved his head, leaned his forehead against hers, and stared into her eyes.

"So, shall we go eat?"

Yukinoshita Yukino lowered her head: "Okay."

After saying that, she frowned.

I feel like something is wrong.

Chapter 153: I have a room at home, do you want to stay?

Many years later, facing a table full of food, Nomi Yamafuzao would always recall the distant night when Yukinoshita Yukino and Kato Megumi gathered at home.

That was the beginning of his life of forced overeating.

"The outside is slightly charred, the inside is soft and tender, the egg aroma is rich but not greasy, the seasoning is just right, and the subtle saltiness is amazing. You are worthy of your ability to make thick omelette so delicious."

Slimming: ba yi si jiu ling san qi jiu ba

Nomiyama stuffed a big mouthful of thick omelette and looked at Yukinoshita with admiration on his face.

After saying this, a spoonful of potato stew was silently poured into the bowl.

Nomiyama swallowed the thick omelet, looked at Hui who was sitting beside him waiting for his answer, lowered his head, picked up a piece of potato and put it into his mouth, swallowed it, and then picked up the piece of meat.

"The meat is tender yet chewy, and the potatoes have absorbed the essence of the gravy perfectly, with distinct layers of taste. Hui is truly a genius at home cooking. No matter how many times she makes a dish, you will never get tired of it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yukinoshita on the opposite side pushed the plate and pushed a plate of braised ginger pork in front of him.

Nomiyama looked calm as usual. He reached out, picked up a large piece and put it in his mouth. After chewing and savoring it, words of praise came out of his mouth.

After praising this side, a plate of food was handed over from the side.

Nomi-san savored it again, forming the words in his mind again.

He praised it and glanced across the dining table.

There are still four dishes, one person made four dishes, two spendthrift women.

He reached out and took another dish, but his mouth was still full of praise.

He didn't know why, but he suddenly thought of Gong Yu and Yang Nai. If they were here too...

His expression changed.

Does this mean that I will have to praise more than a dozen dishes before having a meal in the future?

This kind of trend cannot exist and must be stopped.

He put down his chopsticks and glanced at the two of them: "Um, I'm hungry..."

Yukinoshita Yukino stopped pushing the plate.

Kato Hui withdrew her hand and said softly, "Then Feng Zao should eat more."

Yukinoshita Yukino just picked up her bowl and chopsticks and looked at him: "Heh."

Nomiyama stopped talking, lowered his head and started eating.

They must have known that he was talking nonsense, and he knew that they knew it.

Sometimes, if we are too familiar with each other, we don’t need to say some things too clearly, as long as we know it in our hearts. This can be regarded as a kind of tacit understanding between each other.

But, I always feel like I've forgotten something...

With his mouth full of food, Nomiya looked up, scanned the dining table, and then stopped at the girl with blonde twintails opposite him.

Oh, Eriri is so quiet today, staring at herself quietly.

Nomiyama raised his lips.

Eriri is always cute.

Looking at his expression, Eriri Sawamura couldn't stand it anymore, so she raised her foot and kicked him under the table.

Nomiyama looked at Eriri's sudden movement, raised his eyebrows, stretched his legs forward until he touched a small foot. He pushed the other side back with a little force, then retracted his legs.

I wanted to kick myself, but my legs were too short, so I couldn't kick.

Nomiya's smile widened. He reached out, picked up a piece of meat, stood up and handed it to Eriri's bowl.

"Eri, eat more and try to grow another five centimeters."

"A guy with a mouth full of hypocrisy."

Eriri Sawamura looked at him, who was obviously unable to hold back his laughter, and turned her head away from him with the bowl in her hand, but she did not take the meat out of the bowl.

Yukinoshita Yukino watched from the side and rubbed her eyebrows with her hand.

Kato Megumi frowned slightly, he still doted on Eriri too much.

【乾寻】８⒈四乆0③ ⒎㈨/

Fortunately, fortunately Eriri doesn't take the initiative.