Chapter 347 Dust falling from the ceiling

Although this reason is hard to explain, Natsume Naoki really guessed it right.

Izumi Mio was so angry because she was about to cook rice and was interrupted. What made her even more angry may be what Amamiya Chizuru said when she thought Natsume Naoki was the only one at home.

"When are you going to stare at me like this?"

Amamiya Chizuru took a sip of coffee and turned to look at Izumi Mio.

Not to mention, the instant coffee is surprisingly delicious.

Or maybe it's not because the instant coffee tastes good, but because the stupid senior brewed it himself, so it tastes good?

Izumi Mio snorted coldly: "If I were not here today, would you still plan to attack Naoki-kun?!"

"Ha!" Chizuru Amamiya laughed disdainfully: "What do you mean, 'If you were not here today, would I take action?' I think I should say this! If I don't come, you two will be alone.

I can’t even imagine what a widow can do!”

She glanced at Natsume Naoki and snorted: "It's like a male dog in heat. I don't believe you two will lie in bed and talk about life!"

"I don't believe you two haven't done anything." Izumi Mio replied coldly.

The atmosphere reached a deadlock again for a while. Natsume Naoki breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that they didn't seem to have any intention of using the knife for the time being.

Fortunately, I use a special peeling tool to peel the apples myself, and the fruit knife and the like were already hidden just now.

"So..." It was not a problem for the atmosphere to be tense here. Natsume Naoki decided to change the topic to lighten the atmosphere: "Are you here to play with me? Then why did the senior come here?"

"I actually came to see the school nurse." When Izumi Mio talked to Natsume Naoki, her tone was as happy as an ordinary girl in love: "But the school nurse didn't seem to get up yet, so she asked me to go next door first.

You...I just found out that you and the school nurse actually live so close!"

"No wonder you are wearing a kimono, senior. Do you want to go to the fireworks display together?" Natsume Naoki looked at Amamiya Chizuru again: "You didn't wear any clothes. Do you plan to wear them when you go home in the afternoon?"

"How is that possible?" Chizuru Amamiya carried her handbag and took out the most expensive and gorgeous kimono: "How could someone just come here wearing a kimono?"

She squinted her eyes and laughed at Izumi Mio: "It's such a pity that someone lacks the opportunity to personally teach the boy he likes to help him dress!"

"Don't you have any hands yourself?" Izumi Mio frowned in displeasure.

"I'm in a hurry!" Chizuru Amamiya sneered even more fiercely: "No, no one would refuse such an opportunity, right? Or is it that you didn't react, so you can only act fiercely but feel cruel at this time?"

"That's why I hate being with junior girls who don't understand and respect their seniors!"

Izumi Mio stood up with a cold snort and went into the kitchen.

"What do you want to eat for lunch today, Naoki-kun? Let me cook!" Izumi Mio immediately changed her expression and asked Natsume Naoki with a smile: "Uncle and aunt won't be back at noon, right?"

This feeling is almost like the daily life between newlyweds!

Izumi Mio gradually blushed and looked at herself.

I am afraid that I am the first person to have such an honor to be able to cook a meal for Naoki-kun at home, right?

Seeing Izumi Mio put on an apron like a housewife, Amamiya Chizuru pouted, a little unhappy.

She can't cook.

But she would be tough: "Anyway, we will have a dedicated chef at home in the future, so we don't need to cook in person."

She blinked at Natsume Naoki: "Are you right?"

Izumi Mio actually doesn't agree with her living habits and attitude... Her family is not said to be poor. As a leader in the industry in Tokyo, Izumi Yuki's business is also very large, and Izumi Mio is also a eldest lady in the eyes of ordinary people.

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But her ideal in life is to find a man she likes to spend the rest of her life with and just be a good wife.

This person was determined to be Naoki Natsume during his sophomore year.

Her dream life should look like this:

When Natsume Naoki was writing, she looked through his notes and looked at everything he had written, as if she had also gone through those days before she had time to accompany him;

When Natsume Naoki wasn't writing, the two of them would take a walk in the backyard and clean the house. If he wanted to carry the bucket, he would clean the windows himself. If he wanted to clean the windows, he would help him carry the bucket.

The tide may come back when the family returns to Nantian. People probably don't want to work at this time, so it will be like the walls that are emitting moisture.

As for the inevitable moments of separation in her life, such as business trips, she will coax her children to wait for him at home. Maybe when she gets tired of waiting, she will take out two pieces of paper to write a love letter... This first one may be

draft.

In short, if it is for Natsume Naoki, the senior can endure loneliness and is willing to enjoy the trivial things that a wife should do.

Lunch was quickly prepared, and at Natsume Naoki's suggestion, the food was placed on the table in the living room and everyone ate together.

Although she didn't like Amamiya Chizuru, Izumi Mio was very kind after all. She said she wouldn't cook her food and asked her to order takeout. Finally, it was served to the table. It was so rich that even three people couldn't finish it.

"I'm really sorry, Naoki-kun, for wasting so much food at your house... I will go out and buy some food in the afternoon."

"Senior, you're welcome. I can't cook. My parents can't eat such a sumptuous meal without me. It's not too late to thank you."

"That's great." Izumi Mio took off her apron and said with a smile: "Try my craftsmanship! I've gotten better at it recently."

Natsume Naoki took a chopstick of hamburger meat and put it into his mouth, and was suddenly stunned.

"Naoki-kun?"

Izumi Mio noticed something strange.

A line of clear tears fell from the corner of Natsume Naoki's eyes.

What a familiar smell.

"Where did you learn how to make hamburger meat, senior sister?" He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and asked casually.

"Eh..." Izumi Mio thought about it carefully and shook her head: "I forgot, I think I learned it from a blogger on YouTube, but who it is, I can't remember!"

She smiled: "Naoki-kun, just eat it if you like!"

After lunch, the three of them washed the dishes and chopsticks together, and the little rich woman did the housework for the first time.

It seems that the senior sister's words still stimulated her to some extent.

"Amamiya-senpai, did you not sleep well last night?"

Izumi Mio asked as she looked at Chizuru Amamiya, who was curled up and sleeping on the sofa.

Natsume Naoki nodded: "According to her, she stayed up all night last night. It's really not easy to persist until now."

"Get her a quilt."

"Senior sister is indeed a sharp-tongued person."

Natsume Naoki brought a quilt from the bedroom to cover her, and then the two of them sat in the living room for a while, then returned to the bedroom tacitly.

The bedroom door is closed, and the spring light shines under the winter hands.

The girl in the living room stretched and looked at the ceiling, wondering how to get dust from the ceiling?
Chapter completed!