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Xia Jiang withdrew his hand, turned around and walked towards the bedroom, muttering as he walked: "You are so young, why are you so energetic?"

He was still processing rice in the semi-open kitchen, and Zhong also frowned after being teased, and said angrily, "You can try it?"

Xia Jiang persuaded: "Young people must exercise restraint, and restraint can last long."

"..." Choking, Zhong also stuffed the rice bowl into the rice cooker, found the thawed steak from the upper shelf of the refrigerator, and closed the refrigerator as if to remove the door of the refrigerator.

In the past few years, Zhong Ye has been very busy with work, and there has been no progress in cooking.But fortunately, I had the experience of living in a slum. I was very good at steaming white rice. I added neither too much nor too little water. The steamed rice was very soft and glutinous, and every grain of rice was full and crystal clear.

There are several pots of catnip by the swimming pool on the roof of his house, and occasionally pick a few leaves for the briquettes for fun.While raising catnip, he also selected a few pots of herbs that can be used for cooking, such as thyme and rosemary, among plants that belong to the same herb category.

Put the thawed steak on a plate, and take out a few pieces of kitchen paper to cover it.

"Xia Jiang, help me go to the roof..." Zhong Ye was about to command the person who was waiting for dinner when he suddenly remembered that the person had already gone to his room to catch up on sleep.

For some reason, Chuya's heart calmed down after thinking of this.At this moment, this top apartment in the heart of the city is no longer just a residence for Nakaya, but like a real home.

Zhong also was going to look for herbs on the roof, but before he could go out, the phone on the table rang.

It is the bank's consumption reminder information.

"Why—" Zhong Ye's eyelids jumped when he saw the amount on the message.

One hundred thousand dollars.

One hundred thousand dollars! !

He was about to stop breathing, looking at the numbers on the screen of the phone, counting one by one, and repeating the count several times - he sincerely hoped that his math and eyesight were not very good, so he accidentally lost one zero.

However, no matter how many times I counted, the five zeros and one one before the decimal point stood there, motionless.

There are also two black cards in it, one is an unlimited centurion black gold card, which he is using.

What was consumed was his other black card with a limit of [-] US dollars. He gave the card to Xia Jiang five years ago. .

But Odasaku is very strong, he is self-reliant, raising children while saving his wife.As for the black card, it naturally became the payer for Dazai's occasional consumption of drinks.

Zhong also always thought that Xia Jiang used his card for those small purchases, and the reason why he didn't report the loss was to find her whereabouts and make her kneel down and kowtow to himself to apologize when he got vacation time one day.But he didn't know until a few days ago that the person who swiped his card was Osamu Dazai.

Zhong Ye was very angry, he was angry with Dazai, and also angry with Xia Jiang.

He planned to report the loss as soon as possible, but before he had time to do it, he received this text message that deducted one hundred thousand dollars from him.

"You bastard!" Chuya was about to jump up in anger, he called Dazai, and scolded, "I bought a flat in Yokohama for a one-time payment of [-]?"

Dazai pretended to be surprised and said: "Oh——? Call me as soon as you receive the text message, instead of looking for another person. Has Zhongye reconciled with Xiao Xiajiang?"

Zhong Ye said angrily, "What's none of your business!?"

"It's not buying a house, it's paying for the repairs of the old office building." Dazai said of course, "But Chu can't complain, after all, it was the port mafia who opened up the Armed Detective Agency, and Chuya and Akutagawa also demolished the house. It's supposed to be paid by the port mafia, right?"

"...It makes sense to say so." Zhong Ye, who was almost being entangled in, suddenly came to his senses: "Wait, it's obvious that you provoked the port mafia first!"

Disturbed by the movement here, Xia Jiang opened the door, rubbed his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The dead blue mackerel paid me one hundred thousand dollars." Chuya raised his head resentfully, looking at Xia Jiang who gave his card to Dazai. "He's definitely not paying back."

Xia Jiang sneered.

I don't know if she is laughing at the old couple, or at the $[-].

She came over and pulled the phone away from Zhongya's ear: "Dazai, I'll give you a chance to pay back the money."

Zhong also stood aside, looking up at Xia Jiang in a daze.

The brown-haired woman held the knife and gently scratched the steak after the blood had been drained.She moved the knife very lightly, but Zhong couldn't help but shudder—the direction of the ceramic knife was strange, and the sword slowly scratched on the snowflake texture without touching any red parts, like a medical student Shaving off the fat of the corpse.

Xia Jiang said: "Osamu Dazai, I will give you 1000 million US dollars, and you should stop pestering my sister."

Chuya: "...?"

What the hell is this rich family script?

"Think about it." After speaking, Xia Jiang hung up the phone.

"Why stop it?" Zhong also took out a medical stone pan and put it on the stove to heat it up. "Miss can't fall in love with civilians?"

"Aren't I dating you now?" Xia Jiang sat on the high stool, she stretched out her hand and pinched Zhongye's face.She was in a bad mood and talked like she was fighting. "If I'm not in love with a 'commoner', am I looking for a bed|partner now?"

When she said the word "common people", she bit her voice specially, imitating Chuya's tune.

It was also rare that Zhong did not explode in a bad temper. He knocked Xia Jiang's hand pinched on his face, and asked, "Have you taken gun|powder?"

Perhaps it was some kind of strange fit, among the two of them, there was always one who was able to maintain a calm mood, and would not get louder and worse when angry.

It was not like this before.His temper is much more violent than Xia Jiang's, but recently he has become a little more tolerant, and this tolerance originated from something called "responsibility".

Sitting on a high stool, Xia Jiang took a can of sparkling water that Zhong Ye handed her, and said, "It doesn't matter who my sister wants to date with, as long as she loves her enough and treats her well, her character can pass the test. Then, It doesn't matter whether you are rich or poor, whether you are beautiful or ugly."

Zhong didn't say anything, he could probably guess what Xia Jiang disagreed with.

"It's okay to be poor, my wife's family can afford it. If it's ugly...just take away the whole face." Xia Jiang said: "But people like Dazai Zhi should be rejected directly. He is too bad, like a beach of innocent The mud that can be cured by medicine may die in the river someday."

Zhong Ye: "..."

It's so straightforward.

Zhong also poured some olive oil into the pan, and threw the steak that Xia Jiang had scratched into it.

Throw in the butter too.

The milky aroma of butter mixed with the aroma of meat floats in the air, seducing people's taste buds.

Xia Jiang looked at the meat in the pot and said, "It's improved a lot compared to last time, and it looks like it can be eaten this time."

"..." also remembered the so-called last time. "You bastard, last time you were boasting about the delicious food while feeling disgusted in your heart?"

Zhong also blushed a little at the poor cooking skills he showed.When he volunteered to cook steak for the crying junior to cheer her up, how could he have thought that the ordinary-looking junior was the eldest lady of a rich and powerful family?

People have not only seen things like A5 Wagyu, but you can eat them until you vomit.

Chuya started to chop the lettuce angrily, cut all the lettuce into a size that was easy to eat, and threw it into the glass bowl.He poured half a box of yogurt on it, and took out a can of something that looked like honey, and poured it on the lettuce with a spoon.

"what is this?"

Zhong Ye said: "Qiuli paste, the subordinate sent it, it should suit your taste."

Autumn pear cream, so sweet with a little sour and caramel flavor.

During this period of time, Zhong Ye discovered that Xia Jiang really had no control over eating sweets. She loved to eat jelly and brown sugar milk pudding when she was seventeen or eighteen years old. At the age of 23, she was still drinking sweet milk tea with explosive calories. A top pastry chef.

These phenomena all prove that Xia Jiang is addicted to sweets.

But Xia Jiang was not moved by this at all, she asked: "Male subordinate or female subordinate?"

Zhongye: "...I never mess with my subordinates."

"You did it." Xia Jiang pointed at himself.

Speaking of this, Zhong also became angry: "Stealing undercover agents doesn't count."

How can he be blamed?As far as Hong Kong gangsters were concerned at the time, apart from Dazai Osamu and Mori Osamu, who were so intelligent and close to monsters, who could withstand Xia Jiang's offensive?

Zhong also blamed Xia Jiang for being deceived and defrauded of money—not because he was stupid, but because Xia Jiang cheated.

"Okay, don't mess with the relationship between men and women." Xia Jiang said again: "It's not okay to mess with the relationship between men and women."

Zhong also became angry: "Do you think I am engaging in a relationship between a man and a woman or a relationship between a man and a man?"

In order to express his utter anger, Chuya snatched the freshly opened sparkling water from Xia Jiang's hand, raised his head and drank it down without leaving her a drop.

Xia Jiang: "...Okay, you are messing with a relationship between a man and a woman, not a relationship between a man and a man."

Zhong Ye was out of breath, drank the sparkling water too quickly, a hiccup stuck in his esophagus, and he almost couldn't catch his breath.

Just before Zhong Ye was pissed to death by the sharp-mouthed woman, the appearance of coal balls eased the atmosphere in time.The black briquette cat jumped onto the table, but because of its overly fat body, half of its body was hanging on the edge of the table when it jumped up, and it was Xia Jiang who propped it up on its hind feet.

It is rare that the briquettes did not stick to Xia Jiang, but directly approached his unfavored old father Nakahara Chuya.

It sniffed Zhongye's fingers, rubbed its furry face affectionately against Zhongye's hand, stretched out its pink cat tongue, and flicked it several times on Zhongye's slender white fingertips.

"Why are you so clingy to me all of a sudden?" Zhong also touched the head of the coal ball, and found that it was not hiding at all. "It's not in vain to feed you for so long. When Mom and Dad quarreled, I knew I came to help Dad."

Xia Jiang was shocked by his words and got goosebumps all over his body.

...How can someone call themselves parents in front of cats so naturally after falling in love not long ago?

The briquette made a coquettish cry: "Meow~"

In order to avoid someone's self-confidence from inflating, Xia Jiang broke the stage at the right time: "You have the smell of steak in your hands."

Zhong Ye: "..."

He withdrew his hand, pressed a pump of hand sanitizer, and rinsed it off under the faucet.

After drying his hands, he put his fingers in front of the briquettes again.The black cat just took a sniff, then turned its head and crawled into Xia Jiang's arms.