Me and Zhong also are playing each other again

Tsurumi Taozhi imagined him driving a sports car to buy groceries, it was a bit funny, and nodded in a strange way.

So I really bought a red sports car as a grocery shopping scooter, and changed the license plate on the spot.

She was very happy: "Mr. Zhongye, let's go shopping!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also let out a "hmm", wondering where there is a supermarket nearby with some headaches.

He is very busy and doesn't cook often. When he is in the mood to cook, the ingredients are prepared by his subordinates and delivered to his home. He hasn't visited a place like a supermarket for several years.

But Tsurumi Taozhi obviously has less life experience than him. He can't even tell the difference between wormwood and celery, let alone a variety of seasonings. Something is wrong.

After returning home, Tsurumi Taozhi decides to have a showdown.

"Don't be afraid of what I'm going to say next..." she said, "Actually, I'm a magician, and my usual job is to exorcise curse spirits. source."

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought that he knew it earlier, and a little confusion appeared on his face just right.

"Uh... can it be understood as a high-risk civil servant?" Tsurumi Taozhi thought for a while, "I have to work overtime anytime and anywhere, and I am often away from home, so you don't have to cook every day."

She was a little worried that some special magic spirits with spiritual intelligence would target Chuya Nakahara, completely unaware that the man in front of her was more dangerous at work than her, and this was also a problem that troubled him.

The two had a light lunch with heavy hearts, and they were going to visit Taozhi's mother in the afternoon.

This traditional woman was furious when she heard about her daughter's flash marriage, accusing her of not taking her marriage seriously, and immediately said that she would go back to Tokyo this afternoon; , while coping with it, and then hung up the phone in a good mood.

"Your mother seems very upset," he said.

Seeing Taozhi's face all over, "I'll be happy if she's not happy", he corrected and said, "Mr. Zhongye, you should call her mother too."

"Then, what gift should I buy for my mother?"

On the contrary, she couldn't get used to it: "...Wh, what! It's too fast to change your mouth!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also closed his eyes, sent a message to his subordinates, and asked them to prepare suitable high-end gifts, and finally selected a set of exquisitely crafted tea utensils.

He took out the dishes from the dishwasher and arranged them, then untied the apron and hung it up.

The little girl went back to her room and changed into a new set of clothes. She wore a motorcycle jacket with a V-neck vest, and hot pants wrapped her straight thighs. She was so white that her mouth was parched.She was drawing eyeliner in front of the small mirror, dragging it long and curled.

From the angle of standing, he saw a small piece of delicate white snow on Taozhi's chest, and his eyes were somewhat dim.

It's not that I want to comment on the clothes, but she also overestimated his endurance...?

Zhong Yuanzhong just stared at her for a few seconds, Tsurumi Taozhi subconsciously shivered, met his gaze, and logically interpreted his silence as something else.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhongye." She said quite proudly, "Later, my mother will definitely scold me for being a Bensan and being so non-mainstream, she won't want to pick on you at all, she asked you What, you can answer normally."

No wonder the sudden change of clothes.Zhong Yuanzhong also thought calmly.

"What about work?" He chuckled, "Are you answering truthfully?"

Tsurumi Taozhi got stuck: "Um... this..."

The change in her expression was wonderful, and Nakahara Chuya put his hand into a fist against his lips, and lowered his eyelids to hide his smile.

"I figured it out." Tsurumi Taozhi made a final decision, "Just, let's just say that you work in a special agency like the National Security Agency. You have recently washed your resume and come ashore. You are going to wash your hands and return to your family..."

Zhong Yuan also raised his eyebrows: "For example?"

She thought for a while: "How about the police undercover?"

He really couldn't help laughing: "Okay, where are you going undercover?"

"Clams? Enthusiasm? Uh, the native mafia got me thinking...or PortMafia!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also grinned.

"You've been laughing at me since just now." Tsurumi Taozhi was upset again, and said angrily, "Why are you so annoying, I'm serious."

Zhong Yuanzhong also immediately restrained his smile, blinked his blue eyes, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry."

Seeing that Taozhi was unmoved, he leaned over and touched the corner of her lips: "Don't be angry?"

Tsurumi Taozhi stammered, "...When did I say I was angry, did Zhongye-kun think me so mean?"

"I was wrong." Zhong Yuanzhong also put on a gesture of surrender with ease, "Blame me, who made me a scheming...househusband?"

Tsurumi Taozhi graciously forgave him, and told him not to leak anything in front of his mother.

When she actually faced Taozhi's mother, her mother didn't pay attention to her unhealthy girly attire that caused high blood pressure, and went straight to Zhongya in the Central Plains, which made Tsurumi Taozhi doubt her life.

Immediately afterwards, Nakahara Chuya's performance shocked her even more, with elegant and calm conversation, a well-paced advance and retreat, and a well-informed upper-class appearance.

She watched him coaxing her difficult mother to such an extreme satisfaction, she was unhappy again—so, who was Zhongye-jun's former benefactor?Has he also met the other party's family, so he can be so familiar?Is the little boy so dedicated?Have you ever been married to someone before? ... No, the column of his household registration copy is 'unmarried', not divorced.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also keenly aware of Tao Zhi's emotions, and sighed in his heart how the little girl's face changed faster than the summer weather.He quietly took her hand and squeezed her soft palm.

...Well, you're happier now, so you were angry at yourself for ignoring her just now?

It's pretty easy to understand.

By the time they left, Taozhi's mother had been completely conquered by him, reluctantly standing at the door for a long time, telling them to go home for dinner this week.

Mom: "Chuya, you must come!"

Taozhi was annoyed: "Mom—!"

When leaving the street, Nakahara asked, "Why don't you stay at mom's house for dinner?"

"I made an appointment with the Kuroda couple next door." Tsurumi Taozhi explained, "Introduce you to Aaron. He is also a full-time housekeeper. You can play together when you are bored."

Zhong Yuanzhong also let out an "oh", feeling that the name sounded familiar.

When Kuroda Ryu opened the door for them, he looked at the murderous man in an apron before him and fell silent.

The 'Immortal Dragon' who retired a few years ago?

"Hey, you two." He raised his head, his eyes were fierce, "The things are not ready yet, do you want to get some 'goods' first?"

Tsurumi Taozhi is used to it, knowing that most likely it is fruit or snacks.

She changed her shoes at the entrance: "Then please Aaron... Zhongye-jun, why don't you come in?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also froze for a while, nodded with his usual expression, and secretly observed the environment inside the residence on guard.

"Wait a minute." Hei Tianlong called to him, and the corners of his mouth curled up evilly, "Mr. Zhongyuan, find a convenient place to talk?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyes to look at him, his blue eyes were unclear.

"……certainly."

After he walked into the kitchen, Hei Tianlong closed the sliding door forcefully, completely isolating the chatter of the two female family members in the living room; Zhong Yuanzhong was not afraid of him, no matter how powerful the 'Immortal Dragon' was, he was still an ordinary person, and even if he didn't use special abilities , he will never be inferior to the opponent in physical skills.

Just a little worried, the image in front of Taozhi will be lost.

Why don't you deliberately let him cover the vest?

Ryu Kuroda laughed inscrutablely, and shook out a booklet from his cuff, glanced away, and quickly threw the things into Chuya Nakahara's coat pocket, as if he kept the deal left by the gangsters back then. Habit.

"I've worked so hard to sum it up over the years..." He said with a heavy tone, "I'll leave it to you, don't let it down."

The Central Plains also thought it was some underworld/path secret, thinking about what kind of purpose the other party would have.As a result, when I opened it, it was impressively written on the title page "Guide to Life for a Master Husband", compiled by Aaron.

table of Contents:

1. Money Saving: Supermarket Discount Day/Amazon Shopping Guide/How to Get Discount Coupons

2. Cooking: Aaron's Secret Lamb Cooking Guide...

3. Storage: wardrobe/toilet/kitchen...

4. White powder articles: ...

……

Special: How to Coax an Angry Wife/How to Sneaky Routine Before Giving a Gift...

Zhong Yuan was speechless for a while: "..."

Kuroda Ryu: "Oh, it's all here."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked carefully, and found that the dry goods he summarized were indeed quite hardcore, so he thanked him and accepted it.

He asked: "Mr. Kuroda, does your wife know about your previous occupation?"

"Huh?" Hei Tianlong raised his eyebrows, "Of course, this kind of thing is hidden from his wife, is it worthy of being called a professional husband?"

Nakahara Chuya: "...I mean, what if someone hides it?"

something wrong.

Hei Tianlong stared at him for a while, then suddenly broke out into a smile, very contemptuously: "You boy, you should keep your wife from your previous work, mafia."

Nakahara Chuya: "...Ah? Hmm."

Hei Tianlong changed his hand and picked up a fruit knife with a shiny silver blade in his hand, and roared: "This is a harakiri apology——! Bastard!"

……

living room.

Tsurumi Taozhi's ears twitched: "I seem to have heard 'harakiri'?"

"This guy, Aaron, is like this." Kuroda Miku watched the TV unconsciously, "It seems that they get along well, that's great."

……

Before leaving, Kuroda Ryu packed a small cake and gave it to them.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, come to play often in the future." Kuroda Mihisa said, "Aaron is lonely at home by himself."

The other party's enthusiasm was hard to dissipate, and Zhong Yuanzhong could only chuckle and say yes, and then went home with a gift.

After closing the door, Tsurumi Taozhi told him mysteriously: "Actually, Mr. Aaron used to be a mafia, can't you think of it?"

Zhongyuan Zhongya said in his heart that the port mafia had hired this person before, and then he said in surprise, "I can't tell at all."

"...hypocrisy." Hejian Taozhi glanced at him in disgust, "Isn't this obvious, you must have discovered it, and coaxed me again."

He smiled helplessly and didn't answer.

Tsurumi Taozhi sat on the sofa awkwardly for a while, and then said falteringly: "Mr. Zhongye."

"Ok?"

She hesitated and asked, "You, have you cut off contact with those former objects of yours?"

Zhong Yuan was also speechless for a while: "...Huh?"

Under the playful gaze of the other party, Tsurumi Taozhi couldn't say "gold master" life and death, and his cheeks were hot.

He raised his eyebrows: "It's okay, you continue to talk."

"That's it..." Seeing Taozhi hesitated for a moment, He gave up on himself and said, "...you know what I'm asking."

"Let me guess?" Zhongyuan Zhongye stared straight at her with blue eyes, with a half-smile, "I want to ask if I still have any contact with the former...governor?"

The light in the living room was not turned on, only a little light was cast from the corridor light at the entrance, and the room was dark.

Crane Jian Taozhi pursed her lips, and did not speak, but her expression looked like she was completely being talked about.

She folded her legs and curled up beside the arm of the sofa.

"You really think I'm a duck, little girl?" He smiled angrily, leaned over the backrest, and pressed his lips against her ear, "Then what do you think, that you dare to marry me?"

Tsurumi Taozhi stiffened his mouth: "...I, I was deceived by your face."

Zhong Yuanzhong also leaned back a little, and laughed for a while, until her ears started to burn.

"...?" She had an intuition of danger, and blushed and apologized in a low voice, "Well... Chuya-kun, then I shouldn't doubt you...?"

"It's okay," he said, "it's my fault. It's my lack of service that gives you the energy to think about all this nonsense."

Zhong Yuan Zhong also half-kneeled on the sofa cushion, still wrapping the peach branch within his arm span, and unbuttoned two shirt buttons with one hand.

He bit his silk gloves, took them off slowly, and threw them on the floor.

Tsurumi Taozhi shivered and looked away, but he pinched her jaw and forced her to look at him.

In the dim light, Nakahara Chuya's blue eyes seemed like a tsunami that was about to engulf everything.

"—Here, or to the room?"