"Okay, but don't eat too much, the rice will be ready soon. Did Paimon ask you to supervise me not to blow up the kitchen?"

"If Paimon is really worried that you will blow up the kitchen, she won't let me supervise. She will come in person. After all, if I come, the probability of accidents may increase." Wutong blocked someone from approaching her to take away her mouth. He looked at the behavior of the bread on the other side and glanced at the pearl emerald white jade soup simmering next to him: "You're in good shape, chef. You performed exceptionally well today."

Kong's eyes were sly, and he raised his hand and pointed at the cupboard behind the other party where the plates and bowls were placed: "Thank you for the compliment. Okay, I have some fried shrimps and lotus seeds and poultry egg custard to start the meal. Don't stop me, I want to put it on the plate. Ah. What did Yu think I was going to do?”

"...After waiting, let's go to Yuanxia Palace again. We haven't looked at the things on the top of the Great Sun Imperial Palace yet. Ya Liu said that Yuan Shang has looked all over the Great Sun Imperial Palace and found nothing. The things Qingqiu left behind seem really hidden."

However, when Wutong stepped aside, a kiss like a dragonfly dropped on the corner of her mouth.

Then Kong took the utensil and distanced himself, turned around, put the soup into the soup basin, and took the meat rolls stuffed with matsutake mushrooms out of the pot: "No problem, after all, the book Abyss is looking for, I also want to try to see if we can quickly They found it in one step.”

"..." Although it's okay to be kissed, I still feel that this person is so childish for teasing cats and dogs.

Wutong waited for Kong to put the two dishes on the table and came back. He was still smiling warmly and softly. He was wearing an apron and rolled up his cuffs. His slender finger bones without gloves made the kitchen utensils he accidentally bought appear to be just the right size. He looked handsome, mature and steady. He methodically beat the eggs and seasoned them, put them into the steamer, and then began to fry the last dish skillfully.

He secretly clicked his tongue, took out three pairs of bowls and chopsticks from the cupboard, and started serving rice: "Paimon - it's time to eat!"

"Oh! Come on, come on -!!"

After Kong had put the remaining two dishes on the table, Paimon also went outside to retrieve Nian Nian, who had wandered off to another hilltop. After wiping the child's paws, he brought it to the already filled rice bowl.

Sit down at the dinner table.

Paimon knew that Wutong loved shrimps, so he reserved the seat closest to the plate of food for Wutong. I was a little choked halfway through the meal, so I drank it down with soup. At the same time, I didn't forget to give a thumbs up to the hard-working chef: "It's delicious! Sora's cooking skills are getting better and better!"

"Really? What a coincidence. Wutong also praised me just now. It seems that I am one step closer to improving my credibility." Kong took out a bowl of hot soup and put it next to Wutong.

"Hmm, it's true. Come on, since Wutong has also praised you and rounded it up, let's count it as your promotion!" Paimeng shook his legs and officially announced with a spoon.

Wutong swallowed his food and said, "Do you want to make a speech?"

"Hmm... No, let me publish it after I have completely gained credibility."

"Haha, okay. By the way, do you want to eat roasted sweet potatoes tomorrow night?"

Paimon's eyes lit up and he was the first to raise his hand to vote: "Yes! I haven't eaten it for a long time! It's sweet and glutinous. I also want to drink dumpling milk. In winter, I just want it hot. ."

"It's been a long time since I've eaten. How about I go out and buy dumpling milk later? But it doesn't feel like it's enough. If you want to warm up, I might as well have hot pot. How about you come with me after dinner, Ah Yu? Going to buy ingredients? Paimon happens to be in the Dust Song Pot and Nian Nian, so you can sleep or play whenever you want."

"You..." Wutong bit the end of his chopsticks and stopped talking.

It’s true that you can’t just eat sweet potatoes and drink dumplings and milk at night. Besides, Paimon tends to get sleepy after eating, so it's not impossible for her and Sora to go out for a night walk to eat.

Sora showed the sly eyes he had in the kitchen again: "What's wrong with me?"

"Huh? What's wrong?" Paimon, who didn't understand anything, also raised his head and looked at Wutong.

"...No, it's nothing. Let's go to Inazuma Castle after dinner."

So, after dinner.

It wasn't until Wutong, who had put on Inazuma's traditional clothes and stepped on crappy wooden clogs at Xiao Cangwu, that she could only hold Sora's arm and walk slowly along the way, suddenly understood the look Sora looked at her at the dinner table.

The tips of his ears were red, and several passers-by looked at him with surprise. He still wanted to pretend that nothing happened.

Look at what Wutong looks like. Kong couldn't help but move his head and cover his lips. In fact, he wasn't used to clogs, but he had to be "relyed on".

Like Wutong, Sora didn't wear the usual clothes. Instead, he changed into Inazuma-style clothes. His hair was simply tied into a low ponytail, and the typical braid was removed. In fact, at Oguraya, they originally wanted to try other hairstyles, but after struggling for a long time, Wutong became angry and decided to go with a low ponytail, which was simple and handsome.

In the night, the blond hair is not so conspicuous, and it is not a distinctive fancy dress. At this moment, the only thing they had in common with Sora and Wutong during the day was probably the same strands of hair on the back of Wutong's head. Others were surprised and thought it was a young couple in love who were in love with each other.

"Fortunately, the food has been bought. If I go shopping wearing this, I probably won't be able to walk there until the store closes..." Walking from the streets of Inazuma Castle to the cherry blossom trees at the junction with Konta Village, the night is getting darker. Deep, there is no one here anymore. Wutong let go of his empty arms and boldly tried to stand up like those rice wives, straightening his back and striding forward.

Big failure.

Kong Kong on the side had already prepared the action: "Ina's wife's clothes really don't suit us. Fortunately, we came out early today to try them on. Sure enough, we can't just think about looking good."

"Sigh... I'm very stable in high heels." Wutong simply put his arms around Sora's neck to indicate that there was no one around.

"Yes, you grew up in Mondstadt, so you should be more familiar with high heels." Sora, who understood the hint, bent down to hold the person firmly in his arms, and was about to go back to the old place to place the Dust Song Pot: "But you deserve it It seems that I have never seen clothes with high heels before.”

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