[Comprehensive] Penglevev

The newlyweds check their refrigerator.

There is still a lot of valuable beef in the freezer. Xanxus scoffs at the goods in the supermarket, which have always been sent to the insurance company by private jet and then shipped back home.As for why the boss of an insurance company can afford chateaubriand steak, Xanxus always covers it up with vague explanations. For example, their company has a big customer who exports beef, and they always like to send him some beef Tequila.

Thanks to Tsunayoshi Sawada, who has no idea about the price of beef and how much money an insurance company boss in New York can earn. After listening to Xanxus' explanation, Tsunayoshi Sawada, who didn't ask any questions, nodded blankly, and then planned to use vegetables And seafood will fill the remaining vacancy.

The male emotional column writer next door was almost mad with jealousy of Xanxus. His editor warned him more than once not to describe the neighbor’s wife in the article. If he had to describe it further, he had to include a photo. A dozen readers had sent snow flakes emails, asking to witness Mrs. S with a sweet smile and first-class cooking in the article.

When the male writer sat on the sofa and lifted the lid of the instant noodles, the door of the neighbor’s garage opened, and he heard the roar of the engine of the Lamborghini sports car, running over his heartbroken voice, and walked away.

They went to Wemans, a supermarket they frequent frequently. The prices are above average. Everything is displayed neatly in wooden counters. Special cooking instructors are waiting next to each counter, patiently teaching the housewives around them .The two had a clear division of labor. Xanxus pushed the shopping cart with an impatient expression, and Tsunayoshi Sawada was responsible for placing various fruits, vegetables, juices, milk, various cooked foods and seafood in the shopping cart.The love of cooking seems to come from Sawada Tsunayoshi's own mother's inheritance, partly because Xanxus only specializes in meat, and a few tenths of percent is due to the encouragement of tutors.

Reborn taught him by precepts and deeds. The original words are probably that an excellent man can not only hold a gun, but also hold a spatula.

The shopping cart was quickly filled with all kinds of daily necessities, as always, when Tsunayoshi Sawada was not paying attention. Xanxus has always been reluctant to be in this kind of crowded supermarket, and this place is not suitable for him. When the two went to the supermarket to buy things for the first time, Sawada Tsunayoshi chose quickly, leaving no extra time for wandering, until a certain The first time he concentrated on picking one out of three similar products, within 15 minutes, Xanxus wandered around the neighborhood boredly, and then stuffed the cart full of products.

"You don't drink this brand of red wine."

"Cooking."

"Then this candlestick?"

"Something interesting."

"...and then? Why buy three candlesticks then?"

Tsunayoshi Sawada felt that he had discovered some great hidden attributes of his boyfriend, Xanxus was very annoyed, he just walked around for a while, who knows how those things flew directly into the shopping cart, but Tsunayoshi Sawada was wrinkling Mei looked at him, as if waiting for an explanation.

How can there be so many things to explain - Xanxus thought gloomily, the whole world is full of problems with this young boy, he quickly pressed his shoulders and kissed him as there was still a candlestick distance between the two of them.Sawada Tsunayoshi was dazed by the kiss, followed behind Xanxus, pushed the shopping cart out of the supermarket in a trance, and when he sat in the car, he found that there were three more candlesticks and other things beside him.

Afterwards, Sawada Tsunayoshi indulged his boyfriend’s bad habit. In order to accommodate three candlesticks, they bought another long table. After trying to eat with three candlesticks apart for the first time, the usefulness of the long table disappeared instantly. Wucun, and in a drunken mess, the long table was completely sent to the basement, and Tsunayoshi Sawada probably didn't want to see it in his life, even though Xanxus had a taste for it.

The two walked from the food area to the daily necessities area. Just as Sawada Tsunayoshi was about to pick up a desk lamp, his cell phone rang.

The screen of the phone shows that the caller is Hayato.

Xanxus had excellent eyesight, and saw the name from a distance. He snorted and moved his eyes back to the field tent in front of him with difficulty.

Sawada Tsunayoshi quickly shouted something to the other party before pressing the call button.

"Five tents!"

What little good mood Xanxus had left was ruined.

When he wants to buy something, who cares how much stock is in the house.

For Xanxus, Hayato is one of Tsunayoshi Sawada's childhood friends in Japan. He is included in the garbage category that always comes to harass Tsunayoshi Sawada. His occupation is probably a young pianist. He often appears together with a man called Takeshi Yamamoto probably had a similar origin, but for Tsunayoshi Sawada, they were not only his childhood friends, but also his two guardians.

"Gang! Long time no see, guess where Hayato and I are?"

From the other end of the phone came the voice of Takeshi Yamamoto, and the noisy and angry shouts in the background. Tsunayoshi Sawada was relieved immediately. His Guardian of the Rain was very reliable at any time, but the phone quickly It was snatched away by another person, who was still shouting loudly, but suddenly moved carefully to the other end of the phone,

"Ten—Gang?"

"Well, Hayato, it's me."

The signal on the other end of the phone seems to be not very good, and Hayato’s voice is intermittent, but it does not prevent Tsunayoshi Sawada from listening to a long section of praise and miss from him, and finally seems to think of something to say to him,

"Gang, I heard that... also passed, that guy... you must... pay attention..."

The phone call was suddenly cut off.

But when Tsunayoshi Sawada called back, he only heard a reminder that the dialed number was not in the service area.

"Tsk, all right?"

Xanxus looked back from the tent.

"Ah."

Tsunayoshi Sawada put the phone in his pocket.

He didn't care who came over. The only thing that made Hayato so worried was those two more troublesome characters. However, no amount of trouble could compare to Xanxus trying to pick up the tent in front of him.

"...Do you really want to buy it?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi had a terrible headache. He remembered last week, and last week, the tents he carried home were thrown in the living room, one in the attic, and two in their bedroom. He insisted on experiencing the bed. Don't feel like sleeping in a tent, for this reason, it is also equipped with two starry sky lights, shining brightly on the ceiling.

Xanxus didn't answer, his eyes seemed to be asking for your opinion.

"Seriously, you have to buy a sixth tent, then I'm going to sleep in this tent from now on—all the time."

Sawada Tsunayoshi categorically emphasized the adverb is forever.

At the final checkout, due to the rare threat of Sawada Tsunayoshi, the sixth tent was finally not included in their purchase list.

As compensation, and also as an expression of dissatisfaction, after the dinner consisting of roasted tenderloin and roasted pumpkin, Sawada Tsunayoshi drank less than half a glass of milk, bit his lip and accepted the remaining half glass of milk poured down his neck, Along with a tablespoonful of honey.

The projection of the starry sky lamp rotated on the ceiling all night, and the tent was tossed into a crumpled rag. When Tsunayoshi Sawada woke up at [-]:[-] in the morning of the second day, his back was sore and his lips were sore. He was put on new pajamas and slept on the big bed. The unreasonable troublemaker left him a note at the bedside, saying that he would bring him Manhattan's Black Label Burger at noon—Sawada Tsunayoshi's favorite, which was rated as The must-try NYC burgers of your life.

The tutor sent him a greeting text message as usual, and based on the reply time of Sawada Tsunayoshi, he accurately judged that he should have had a big fight last night.

"That's a good guess. I don't know if my answer will make you feel a little proud, Reborn—after all, you work on Wednesdays, and even Hayato knows it all."

Sawada Tsunayoshi finished talking to his tutor happily. He took off his bluetooth headset, put his hands back into his fist gloves, and started beating the sandbags hanging in the bedroom.

The author has something to say: Tsunayoshi Sawada in the eyes of reborn: more and more learn to make trouble, disrespect teachers, maybe the older you get, the longer the period of rebellion

Sawada Tsunayoshi in the eyes of Xanxus: It is obviously a rabbit, but when it growls, it is as fierce as a lion, and its stand is firm [rabbit fierce.jpg! 】

Sawada Tsunayoshi's self in eyes: Mature, quite mature, extremely mature