Life is on me [Comprehensive]

"Mr. Nakahara, let's take a bath first, and I will take care of the cooking first."

As soon as he got home, Rin took off his high-heeled shoes, turned back to his room, took off his dress, took a casual sarong and tied an apron on it, and tried to tie up his hair, but he didn't find his own hairband.

"what?"

Rin came out of the room while grabbing the hair at the back of her head with one hand, looked around suspiciously, and stepped on the ground with bare feet, not sure if she was in a hurry without wearing slippers or just ran out casually like this.

Zhong Yuan was just looking through the messages on his phone, and when he saw her hurried movements, he instantly fixed his gaze.

"I accidentally tore your hair tie off now... I'll help you buy a new one tomorrow."

"But, but I remember that I have several..." Rin looked at him blankly, always remembered that it should be within reach, but couldn't remember it.

It looks a little cute.

"You don't have to be in such a hurry, take it easy."

Nakahara also sighed, and saw Rin's eyes suddenly shift to his face... his hair.

"Mr. Zhongyuan—can you lend me a little?" Rin walked up to him in a few steps and jumped up, leaning in front of him, looking at him eagerly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also twitched the corners of his mouth, sighed and was speechless.

"Use it if you don't mind?"

But she didn't want her to really reach out to untie the tape on the braid in his hair, and tied it to the back of her head in threes and fives. The deep orange knot was entangled in her snow-white hair, and it seemed that the original pale color was in vain. Added a bit of vitality.

It suits her unexpectedly.

In fact, she looks good in everything, but it looks more... more lively.

At her age, she should be a little bit energetic, and she can't always be a little sick...even if she hides it well.

Zhong Yuan stood up and walked a few steps towards the kitchen: "Do you need my help?"

I saw Rin turn around in surprise: "No, Mr. Nakahara can just take a shower and rest? Ah, do you need a bottle opener, I remember..."

"Stop!" Zhongyuan Zhong also made a stop gesture, and Ban Yue looked at her, "Take your time, it's okay, I can take care of all of these... just tell me if you need me to do anything."

Rin's eyeballs moved, and he had almost no time to think: "No, Mr. Zhongyuan can do whatever he wants."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

A question suddenly popped up in his mind.

Speaking of which, when he was walking on the road, he often saw middle-aged people gaining weight... He looked at Rin suspiciously.

cold:"?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that if it wasn't for the fact that he was himself, he would be able to gain more than a dozen catties in less than a month, and he would be approaching middle age in less than a month.

He watched as Rin calmly opened the refrigerator and took out a few well-packed boxes and walked into the kitchen, and dealt with them in full swing, with clean and tidy movements... Zhong Yuanzhong could still understand her refusal to help him.

For such a professional person, if there is Xiaobai who knows how to deal with other than the simplest instant food standing beside him to help, it is probably not as fast as handling it by himself.

Nakahara looked at it for a few minutes before turning around and going back to his room to take a shower.

……

Hearing the very soft sound of water, Rin, who was adjusting the sauce at a constant speed, suddenly paused. After confirming that Nakahara Naka was not looking at him, he bent his neck slightly, put his hands on the table and took a breath. Sweating, just looking at the face is not very good, if it is not for the color of the lip glaze on the lips, it may be a pale face that is terminally ill.

Rin frowned, his eyes drifted, and it was not until 5 minutes later that he calmed down and straightened his back.

Her ability sounds strong at first glance, and it is true, but the burden on her body is also doubled, so she only uses the simplest "small operations" that basically only cause headaches on weekdays, and then assists her Mei Lin is most familiar with using physical skills to achieve the goal of assassination.

The method of cutting off the mental connection directly and remotely like this evening is undoubtedly the most labor-intensive method, which directly affects her physical state... This is the main reason why she has always looked weak.

If Rin's friend Sai Mu-kun always said that he would be troubled by the so-called "super power leakage" from time to time, then Rin is prone to similar situations once he starts to have a headache. She just had a bad headache and pretended nothing happened in a hurry Although the appearance made Nakahara Zhong also feel puzzled, it is not considered acting Waterloo, and it spread "inadvertently" because of the position... In short.

She brought up the topic of "alcohol" tonight, just to cover up the side effects caused by her excessive use of abilities.

As long as the Central Plains is also fragmented and has a headache, then it won't be a big problem for her to cover up a little bit.

She swallowed, opened the refrigerator and poured half a glass of orange juice, the cold and slightly sweet dry mouth washed away the dryness and bitterness in her throat, and Rin slowly relaxed her brows.

The sauce has been adjusted. She opened the pot and looked at the noodles inside. She squinted her eyes and calculated the time and degree. She picked up the long chopsticks and stirred them at a constant speed. It was pulled out like a flower, turned around and put it on the plate, and then put the broccoli that had just passed a stream of water beside it.

Rin stared at the noodles that had been doused with a little oil and sauce, finally opened the refrigerator, took out a small tomato from inside, and began to cut it, enduring a headache.

When Nakahara came out staring at a towel, he saw Rin sitting on the small bench, holding the blade of a fruit knife to carve... small tomatoes.

Nakahara Chuya: "........."

He almost couldn't catch his breath, and he just wanted to ask a question with his eyebrows twitching.

After finishing the carving, Rin put the tomato flower on the side of the plate with an instant smile, then walked over quickly and placed it on the opposite position, looking expectantly at Nakahara Chuya.

"what happened?"

"You..." Is it too particular?No, it's not that it's not good to be particular, Zhongyuan Zhongye is also usually a particular person, but... just finish it without seeing him and have a supper at home and make it so delicate?He'll just use it as a pad... ok.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he could not say this to a person who was educated as a professional chef. Whether she was compulsive or really found it interesting, as long as she was happy.

"Wait, don't you want to eat?" Zhong Yuanzhong also regained his composure and stared at her, staring at her so hard that the back of his head almost shed a few drops of sweat.

Rin's smile gradually froze, and she genuinely expressed her desire not to have supper.

She is not very comfortable now, and she has an anorexia buff... Although she is a chef herself, she knows that she must be doing well, but this has nothing to do with her not wanting to eat!

Zhong Yuanzhong also narrowed his eyes, and pointed in her direction with a fork: "You haven't eaten dinner...don't tell me you want to lose weight."

"...I don't want to eat." Rin suddenly softened his tone, lowered his eyes and turned into a little sheep's pie, which is called a person who comes to his words, vividly, and basically most people will hesitate to compromise when they see it.

However, Mr. Nakahara Chuya is not a human being, and he will never compromise.

"Take a bowl... eat less." Zhong Yuanzhong also took a small step back.

Originally, he went out early in the morning, and most of the time he swallowed his dates and then walked away quickly. He knew that she ate less for dinner, but only three meals a day... until he felt that this person seemed to have lost weight again.

The problem is a bit big.

"A little bit……"

"Are you still bargaining with me?"

Rin sighed, took a small bowl with feeble steps, and poured a glass of orange juice for his own sake... It's okay to drink these, but I just don't want to stuff my stomach with food.

She dawdled and sat in front of Chuya Nakahara, looking at him eagerly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also picked a small bowl from her bowl with a straight face... It's really not much, and it took care of her emotions, but there is still something to say, you can't eat it.

"I know."

Rin pursed her lips, took a fork and stuffed them into her mouth one by one, eating one and swallowing a mouthful of orange juice.

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened a bottle of red wine that he didn't know where he found it, and drank it slowly with the cup, until Rin finally finished eating the noodles like cutting rice, and the noodles on his own plate were almost eaten. He solved it.

"Is it good?" Rin, holding a glass of orange juice to ease his emotions, looked at Chuya Nakahara and asked softly.

Now it is midnight, the curtains are all drawn, and the lights are not dazzling, only to the extent that they are clear and can be illuminated normally.

"Huh? Haven't you ever had a drink?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also gave a hand, and there were several surprises in his azure eyes, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed...

Rin thought for a while, and replied sincerely: "I basically only cook with wine."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Speechless.

So he raised his hand and scratched the still wet hair, and said to Rin with a suppressed voice, "Should you go to bed? It's late."

Seeing Rin's arms resting on the table and looking at him, she seems to be limp at the mercy of others, and I don't know if she will fall asleep lying on the table in the next second, but her eyes are clear, and she doesn't look sleepy .

"Huh?" Rin shook his head, curling his mouth, "I'm with Mr. Nakahara."

"...What are you looking at me for? Are you drinking?" Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows, a little funny, and leaned forward a little, pressing her forehead with his fingers.

Rin stopped suddenly, blinked quickly, and said softly and quickly: "Then I'll take a shower first." Then he got up and slipped into the room.

And Zhong Yuanzhong, who stayed alone in the living room, also looked at the wine glass in his hand and fell into thought.

He probably knew how drunk he was, but it took him a long time to get such a chance... He really wanted to drink, and he felt something was wrong if he didn't drink before his eyes, no matter how he thought about it, he felt uncomfortable.

So he put one hand across the back of the chair, closed his eyes happily and poured another glass into his mouth.

"call--"

Comfortable.

……

On the other side, the girl with loose hair, holding the orange-red headband in the palm of her hand, let the warm water flow down the top of her head, washing her body.

As for the scarletness on her body, I don't know whether it is hot water or...

"So hot."

She murmured, unconsciously, even her eyes were a little red.