After Nangong Zhe returned from Mount Myoboku, he lay in bed for two days before he recovered.
During the meal, he heard that Jiraya had been practicing Senjutsu in Mount Myoboku during this time. Nangong Zhe couldn't help but think maliciously that Jiraya deserved to be oppressed. Suffering this kind of punishment was really the best punishment …
During this period, Nangong Rou also asked several times. Nangong Zhe went to Mount Myoboku, and when he came back, he became so weak, which really made Nangong Rou very puzzled.
But think about it, Nangong Zhe had the nerve to tell Nangong Rou that he went to Mount Myoboku.
He was neither harmed by Jiraya.
He was not embarrassed by the group of powerful toads in Mount Myoboku.
Instead, he was defeated by a meal.
…
On this day, Nangong Rou got up early in the morning to prepare breakfast for such a big family.
Whether it was Nangong Zhe or Mashiro, they didn't know how to cook. As for Little Linger? Nangong Rou felt that she was not so incompetent that she needed a child to help her cook.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes and wore a set of loose pajamas. Just like that, Nangong Rou walked barefoot to the kitchen.
After all, this house was built by Wood leaf Village to compensate Nangong's family for the loss, and the design was very novel.
Even the kitchen was an open style popular in Wood leaf in recent years.
Sitting in the living room, she could also see the situation in the kitchen.
Just when Nangong Rou was about to wash her face with the water in the kitchen, she began to prepare to cook.
A sound of knife cutting echoed in Nangong Rou's ears.
"Clang … Clang … Clang …"
Obviously, it was the sound of cutting vegetables.
The sound of the kitchen knife and the kitchen board was endless.
It was as if they were playing a cheerful concert.
Looking at the hazy familiar figure in front of her, Nangong Rou quickly rubbed her eyes, trying to take a closer look at the person in front of her.
"Brother?"
Nangong Rou probed. Her disbelief was self-evident.
"Ah! Rourou, you're awake? "
Nangong Zhe stopped what he was doing and turned around to look at his sister, who was standing behind him in a daze. Nangong Zhe's slightly long hair was wrapped in a headscarf.
Under the cover of a ray of sunlight outside the window, Nangong Zhe no longer had the indifferent feeling of estrangement that he always had. On the contrary, it made people feel very comfortable.
At this moment, Nangong Zhe was no longer the King of Hell who dominated the battlefield. Instead, he was more like the ignorant person who struggled to survive in the small town with Nangong Rou.
"No, no, no … I'm not awake yet. I'll go back and sleep first, then we'll talk about other things. "
Although Nangong Rou kept denying what she saw, the slight smile on her face betrayed Nangong Rou's mood.
"Alright, stop playing tricks with me." Looking at Nangong Rou's expression, Nangong Zhe felt very amused. He stretched out his slightly wet finger and knocked Nangong Rou's head, "I haven't cooked with you for a long time. Do you have to be so surprised? Come on, come on. Although I'm good at cutting vegetables, you're still the one who's cooking, right? If I cook, Little Linger will definitely throw a tantrum again. "
Little Linger didn't have any bad habits. Most of the time, she was very cute.
But when it came to food, she had a strict requirement. As long as the situation permitted, she would never compromise as long as she could eat better food.
Originally, Nangong Zhe and Mashiro could rely on their ordinary cooking skills to barely feed Little Linger's picky stomach along the way.
But ever since Little Linger arrived at Wood leaf and tasted Nangong Rou's cooking, she was no longer willing to eat Nangong Zhe or Mashiro's cooking.
Nangong Rou seemed to be enjoying it, and she took on the task of cooking.
Nangong Rou stretched out her hand and wiped away the slight traces of water left by Nangong Zhe.
"Brother is so childish. You only know how to act spoiled with me like this. Hmph ~ "
When Nangong Rou said this, she raised her head proudly.
Nangong Zhe looked at his sister's appearance, and for a moment, he felt a little speechless.
He really wanted to find a mirror and put it in front of his sister, to let her see who was the one acting spoiled now!
"Yes, yes, yes … It's brother acting spoiled with my Rourou, okay? Then, my Nangong Missy, would you be willing to cook with your spoiled brother? "
But how could Nangong Zhe speak according to his mood? He could only closely follow Nangong Rou's words and put Nangong Rou on a pedestal.
"Oh …" Nangong Rou pouted at this moment and looked at Nangong Zhe who was slapping his face in front of her. But soon, she put away this expression.
"Well … Although I feel like you seem to be thinking of something very rude. But since you've already begged me, then I'll reluctantly make breakfast with you. "
Hearing Nangong Rou's words, Nangong Zhe's face smiled even more.
Sure enough, no matter what his sister was hiding from him. The feelings of living together, as well as the trust between them, would never change.
Some things, if it wasn't the right time to know, then forcing it would only hurt others and hurt oneself.
Nangong Zhe believed that when his sister thought it over, she would naturally tell him what was going on.
The two of them chatted and laughed as they made breakfast together. It looked so harmonious and sweet.
During this time, Mashiro and Little Linger woke up one by one and washed up.
Sitting in the living room, Little Linger looked at Nangong Zhe and Nangong Rou with envy.
"The relationship between brother and Nangong -nee-san is really good … Little Linger seems to want to be like them!"
Mashiro heard Little Linger's words and agreed with her.
After all, the two of them did have a good relationship.
There was a faint trace of worry in her heart, but Mashiro didn't say it out loud.
After all, it wasn't to the point of being out of control.
This was almost the most peaceful day since Nangong Zhe returned to Wood leaf.
Whether it was fighting with Nine Tails or being seriously injured and in a coma.
Whether it was cultivating the internal force to attract natural energy, or being forced to follow Jiraiya to the dangerous Mount Myoboku.
Indeed, Nan Gongzhe had to deal with one thing after another. He was completely exhausted.
With such a good opportunity, he could relax. The tense nerves in his mind were slightly relaxed.
It was really great!
The sun outside the window seemed to take care of Nangong Zhe's good mood, slowly sprinkling the Wood leaf land.
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