"She is angry? Am I too anxious?" Yuan Qingsu asked the people present in the living room.

"It's too perfunctory, girls usually pay attention to rituals." Ayako ate the egg roll and seemed to care about her son's marriage, because she immediately turned around and praised Bai Zi's craftsmanship.

Baizi snorted, not pride, nor was she targeting Ayako, but was giving Yuan Qingsu's face, who was not planning to marry Lord Yuzi.

"Yuzi."

"Let's have a meal first." Shen Lin Yuzi interrupted Yuan Qingsu.

Yuan Qingsu poured the soup into the rice, took two bites of it, and ate another bite of fish...

The series of things just now consumed a lot of brain power and I was a little hungry.

After breakfast, Yuan Qingsu and Shen Lin Yuzi, who had not cooked, ran away at the 16th night of the dishwashing of Himeguchi, and the blonde princess could not wake up at noon.

As for Liucai, she has no idea of ​​assigning responsibility, as long as she feels comfortable.

Yuan Qingsu was responsible for washing dishes, and Shen Lin Yuzi wiped the dishes he had washed.

"Yuzi, there is one thing I want to say to you again: It doesn't matter to me whom I marry, I like you the same thing."

"Well, I know." The answer was very plain.

Yuan Qingsu looked at her expression to see if she was feeling wronged, dissatisfied, or something like that.

"What do you think?" Shen Lin Yuzi smiled and gently wiped the bowl with a soft white rag. "Will you love her more because of marriage? Or will you be more considerate of her husband and wife responsibilities brought by marriage? Even if we don't get married, we have responsibilities."

"I'm very happy to say that, but the so-called 'side room' of the official government actually requires registration, and there is also a responsibility for husband and wife."

"don't want."

"ah?"

Shenlin Yuzi put down the clean bowl.

"I will register as a side room and my status will always be below her. I will be a lover."

Yuan Qingsu opened her mouth and wanted to say something. Shen Lin Yuzi pointed to the pool and signaled him not to stop.

Yuan Qingsu washed another bowl, rinsed the foam, and handed it to Shen Lin Yuzi. He didn't want to say what he wanted to say just now.

“I thought about it,” he said, “if you register as the so-called ‘side room’”

He was afraid of his words, fearing that he would love someone more, so Shen Lin Yuzi moved the corner of his mouth and found it funny.

Of course, if he really showed his love for Jigong Shiliuye more, she would really show him the face, that women are such creatures.

"For outsiders, they will think that you lose to the Ise witch; on the contrary, if you are lovers, others will think that the Ise witch is incompetent and cannot control me."

"I didn't think so."

Only Shen Lin Yuzi himself knows whether he really didn't think so.

After washing all the bowls and wiping them clean, the two of them put them neatly back into the tableware cabinet one by one.

"In addition to the reasons mentioned before, I also think it's troublesome to get married. I don't like choosing a date, choosing a venue, holding a wedding, etc." Kamira Oko elegantly put down her rolled sleeves.

The curve of her wrist is so beautiful that it becomes a new landscape in Xiaodou Island, and the source of Qingsu can be seen all day long.

"Didn't my mother just say that women pay more attention to form? According to my observation, this is indeed the case." He said curiously.

"I have seen purple sun flowers blooming in winter, and there are always exceptions in this world."

“It makes sense.”

"Where are the better places I was when you got married?" Shen Lin Yuzi suddenly asked.

"Wait for me at home?" Yuan Qingsu asked tentatively.

“Which home?”

"White Mountain Shrine, who else can there be?"

"Sixteen Nights agreed?" Shen Lin Yuzi tilted his head slightly as if he was looking at him, and asked him with a smile.

"I can make the decision on this matter." Yuan Qingsu is very masculine.

The two returned to the living room, Ayako and Rokura were watching TV. Uehara Moechi came at some point and was preparing to go out with Shirako.

They made an appointment to go on skateboard yesterday, and there was no other way around. Now, in this world, there are changes that will always exceed the plan.

Bai Zi changed her dress today.

A dark green small cotton jacket with open collars and only a white T-shirt inside;

On the legs that are not long but have good proportions, they are covered with sports casual pants that are convenient for movement;

He tied his hair into a chic ponytail, wore a hat, and held Yuan Qingsu's former skateboard in his left hand.

A delicate and vivid little face, a cool petite girl.

"It's very good today." Yuan Qingsu praised.

Bai Zi glanced at him coldly, full of murderous aura, and ignored him.

"Sir Yuzi, I'm out." She said to Shenlin Yuzi.

"Um."

"Mengzhi" The sound of Uehara Moezhi's friend coming to shout out from downstairs.

"Bai Zi, hurry up, they are here!"

"Let's go!"

The two ran downstairs excitedly.

"Be careful!" Ayako subconsciously reminded.

"I know!"

In the sound of Uehara Moechi and the others going downstairs, Yuan Qingsu and Shen Lin Yuzi sat in the quilt furnace.

There was a New Year interview on TV. An artist walked on the streets and alleys of Tokyo, asking passers-by what plans were for this year, and a group of artists were responsible for complaining in the studio.

The middle-aged woman who is being interviewed now plans to travel to southern Hunan, not with her family, but with her wives.

"What should I do with my husband? Isn't it pitiful to be alone at home?" asked the artist.

"It's okay, it's okay, Kasumi is with him!" The middle-aged woman's voice was very energetic.

"Is it my daughter?"

"No, it's a cat!"

The guests in the studio burst into laughter and said that their husbands were so pitiful.

After the middle-aged woman left, the artist in charge of the interview said twice at the camera, as if there was nothing to say:

"Maybe this is the couple, I like it."

"No!" the people in the studio shouted in unison.

At this time, it doesn’t matter whether it’s important, what’s important is what sentences can bring the program effect.

Ayako smiled and ate pistachios in a happy mood.

"Why do you like this?" asked the Hokkaido witch in confusion, "If you like it, shouldn't you go on a trip together?"

"I like to travel together. I also like to be able to keep the other person at home, or let the other person leave himself at home and travel with my best friends." Ayako replied.

‘Is this teaching?’ Yuan Qingsu looked at the two of them, grabbed a handful of pistachios, and placed it in front of his and Shen Lin Yuzi’s table.

Shen Lin Yuzi picked up one, but the shell was not opened, so he handed it to him casually.

Yuan Qingsu easily pinched it and returned it to her.

Shen Lin Yuzi, who had already taken the second one in his hand, glanced at him and had to put it down and continue eating the first one.

"I don't understand." The Hokkaido witch shook her head.

"If you don't understand, you don't understand, it's not something you have to understand." Yuan Qingsu said easily, "It's good to like it, and it's good if no one likes it."

"I want to understand." After saying that, the witch girl in Xianyao looked at Shen Lin Yuzi, "Yuzi, why do you like Qingsu?"

Yuan Qingsu was eating pistachios and her eyes turned to Shen Lin Yuzi, with a smile on her face.

Ayako also read it and was very interested in this topic.

Shen Lin Yuzi picked up the teacup and took a sip, and looked at Yuan Qingsu.

Just when Yuan Qingsu thought she wanted to answer, she raised her chin lightly, meaning: Why do you like me?

Yuan Qingsu's movement to peel pistachios was paused.

Ayako and Rokura came over. No matter who they were asked, they could just watch it.

"nice."

"I'm pretty, too." Liu Chuhua said.

"You are not as good-looking as Yuko."

Liu Chuhua looked at Lin Yuzi, and suddenly leaned over and pressed against her face.
To be continued...