() "Is this right here? (None., pop-up window..." Ito Cheng, who had delivered all the items, packed up his belongings and left Liangshan Bo, stood in front of a seven-story apartment building and whispered to himself. .

Then he withdrew his gaze and strode towards the apartment building.

"Ding dong, ding dong." After a moment, Ito Cheng arrived at the third floor of the apartment building and stopped in front of a dark security door. He reached out and rang the doorbell.

"Hey." Soon, with a soft sound, the closed security door was opened from the inside, and then Nanjo Kisara, always wearing a red short-sleeved T-shirt and jeans with only one leg, appeared at the door. back.

"Come in." Nanjo Kisara stretched out his hand to push open the door, stepped aside to let the door open, and curled his lips with an unhappy look on his face.

Ito Cheng smiled at Nanjo Kisaro and walked into the room with the package in his hand.

The apartment Nanjo Kisara rents is not too small. It is a comprehensive living apartment with a bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, utility room and a small living room.

"Where is my room?" Ito Cheng asked with a smile as he took off his shoes at the entrance.

"Follow me." Nanjo Kisaro curled his lips and led Ito Cheng towards one of the four doors.

"Hey." Nanjo Kisaro reached the door and opened the door wide, then walked into the room first, followed by Ito Shige who also walked into the room that would be his bedroom from now on.

The room is generally rectangular in shape, not very big, only about ten square meters, just enough for a bed and some sundries.

"Could this be a utility room before?" Ito Cheng guessed after casually looking at the room.

"Not bad." Nanjo Kisara admitted with a slightly raised corner of his mouth, "If you feel dissatisfied, you don't have to stop."

"Satisfied, how can I be dissatisfied? I am 100% satisfied to be able to live with you, my dear." Ito Cheng threw the package onto the mattress on the ground, turned to look at Nanjo Kisara and said with a smile.

"Hmph." Nanjo Kisara's cheeks turned slightly red and he turned his head and hummed.

"It's just that this apartment is too small. It's not suitable for you to practice at night." Ito Cheng returned to the living room and looked around the room.

"You don't really want me to practice in the apartment, because that way I will copy the neighbors downstairs." Nanjo Kisaro frowned upon hearing this.

"Forget it." Ito Cheng shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly.

Then Ito Cheng walked back into the utility room that had become his bedroom again, and walked to the package placed on the mattress beside him. He leaned over and took out a quarter-folded piece of paper from the package and returned to the living room outside.

"Give this to your father and ask him to buy the medicinal materials on it." Ito Cheng handed the paper in his hand to Nanjo Kisara and said.

"What is this?" Nanjo Kisara took the paper, opened it curiously, and looked at the almost completely unheard names of medicinal materials written inside.

"Ingredients for medicinal baths used to strengthen your body." Ito Cheng walked over to Nanjo Kisaro and sat down. He reached out and grabbed an orange sitting on the glass coffee table in front of him. He explained while removing the skin.

"I understand." Nanjo Kisaro nodded, folded the paper again, and put it in his trouser pocket.

"Ask your father to do more at a time. After all, there are only a few days until summer vacation. If you don't plan to go out to play, we will conduct special training during the summer vacation." Ito Cheng divided the orange in his hand into two halves , handed half of it to Nanjo Kisara and said.

"Okay." Nanjo Kisara took half of the orange, broke it off and put it in his mouth.

"Also, I plan to meet Freya in a few days." Ito Cheng, who also broke off a small group of oranges and put them in his mouth to chew, said.

"Sister Freya!? Why did you find her?" Nanjo Kisaro was surprised when he heard this. Then he looked at Ito Cheng and asked quickly.

"Because just like you, I also want her." Ito Cheng chuckled without any concealment.

"You bastard." After hearing Ito Nari's words, Nanjo Kisara felt a sour emotion in his heart for some reason. Then he stood up from the sofa and looked at Ito Nari and yelled angrily.

After saying that, he turned around and walked quickly into another room, slamming the door shut with a bang.

"Haha, are you jealous? I'm afraid you're not jealous." Ito Cheng said to himself with a chuckle when he heard the knock on the door, and then threw a bunch of oranges into his mouth again and chewed them. He reached out and picked up the remote control on the coffee table, turned on the TV and started watching.

After a while, Ito Cheng, who felt that the TV content was a bit boring, stood up from the sofa, returned to his bedroom, opened the package and tidied his bedding.

Making the bedding is easy. It didn't take long for Ito to make his bed. Then Ito Cheng walked out of the bedroom again, went to the kitchen of the apartment, opened the refrigerator door placed in the inner corner of the kitchen, and checked the vegetable inventory in the refrigerator.

I don’t know if it’s because I have to prepare a lunch box for Ito Cheng every day. Or because of other reasons, the refrigerator has a lot of seasonal vegetables. Enough for today's dinner.

Seeing that there were a lot of vegetables, Ito Cheng pondered for a while and started to pick them in the refrigerator.

More than a minute later, Ito Cheng, who had taken out all the vegetables he needed, turned around and came to the sink, turned on the faucet and washed the vegetables, preparing to make a housewarming meal for himself and Nanjo Kisaro.

"Dang-dang-dang-dang-dang..." Soon, a continuous sound rang in the kitchen.

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"What is this guy doing?" Nanjo Kisaro, who was in a bad mood and was lying on the bed reading comics, frowned and thought to himself after hearing the sound.

"Never mind him, he does whatever he likes, I don't want to deal with this bastard." Nanjo Kisara curled her lips and once again turned her eyes to the comic in her hand, but this time no matter how she looked at it, she never looked at it again. Don't include any content.

"Ahhhhhh, I'm so annoyed." Nanjo Kisara threw away the manga in his hand, scratched his hair randomly with both hands, and shouted in a low voice.

"This hateful guy actually said something. Because he wants Sister Freya just like me, who does he think he is?" Nanjo Kisara said in frustration as he turned over and lay on his back on the bed with his hands wide open.

"And when did I become his? I'm such a passionate guy." Nanjo Kisaro said softly in his heart with his cheeks reddening.

"Wow, bang, clang, scandium~" The messy sounds came from outside the door into the room one after another, reaching the ears of Nanjo Kisara who was lying on his back on the bed.

"This noise... sounds like the sound of cooking. Does he know how to cook?" Nanjo Kisaro, who sat up from the bed with great effort, listened to the sounds coming from outside the door from time to time and secretly thought.

"I want to see if he is really cooking." Nanjo Kisara, who was a little curious, stood up from the bed, walked quickly to the door, opened the door lightly, and carefully stuck his head in Check outside the door.

"Hmph, this guy is really cooking." Nanjo Kisaro muttered softly with his nose slightly twitching.

At this time, Ito Cheng, who was wrapped in a white apron with a kitten pattern on his body, walked out of the kitchen with a plate of fried shredded pork with green peppers in his hand, and walked towards the coffee table in front of the sofa.

"My dear, come out, it's just right, come here and help me take out the dishes." Ito Cheng, who happened to see Nanjo Kisaro, greeted with a smile.

"Oh." Nanjo Kisara responded subconsciously. Then he looked stunned, curled his lips, walked into the kitchen, took out two pairs of clean dishes and chopsticks from the dishwasher, and took them to the living room.

After Nanjo Kisara, Ito Shigeya walked into the living room with a plate of tomatoes and scrambled eggs.

"You go wash your hands first, there is another dish, it will be ready soon." Ito said to Nanjo Kisarao as he put the plate on the coffee table. Then, without waiting for Nanjo Kisara to speak, he returned to the kitchen and started frying the last dish.

In just over three minutes, Ito Cheng returned to the living room with the last dish of Mapo Tofu.

"I didn't realize that you can actually cook." Nanjo Kisaro said with some surprise as he looked at the three deliciously fragrant dishes placed on the coffee table.

"I know a lot of things, and what you have seen now is not even the tip of my iceberg." Ito Cheng handed a bowl of packed rice to Nanjo Kisara and said with a smile.

"Just brag." Nanjo Kisara took the rice, picked up the chopsticks, and said with disdain.

"Try it." Ito Cheng, who was also holding rice and chopsticks, said with a smile.

"I hope I won't be poisoned to death." Nanjo Kisara said in a mean tone while using chopsticks to pick up the shredded green pepper meat.

"Not bad." Under Ito Cheng's gaze, Nanjo Kisaro put the shredded green pepper pork into his mouth and chewed, his eyes lit up, and then he said in an insincere tone.

"Yeah, then I'll work harder next time." Ito Cheng, who saw that Nanjo Kisara was not sincere, smiled and then used his chopsticks to pick up the food on the plate and lowered his head to eat.

In this way, both of them enjoyed the food in front of them in silence.

"So full." More than ten minutes later, Nanjo Kisaro leaned back on the sofa without any image, put his hands lightly on his abdomen, and said with a contented look on his face. Then he turned to look at Ito Cheng aside, and said with expectation, "From now on, all the breakfast, lunch and dinner at home will be left to you."

"You have a beautiful idea." Ito Cheng said unmoved, "Today is the first day of check-in, so I cook a meal to thank you. If you want me to cook again in the future, it depends on my mood. If I am in a good mood, Of course I will do it, if I am in a bad mood... hum."

"Stingy." Nanjo Kisaro curled his lips in displeasure.

Ito Cheng ignored Nanjo Kisaro's displeasure, leaned over and stacked the empty plates and cutlery on the coffee table, stood up with them and walked to the kitchen, placing the stained dishes one by one into the automatic machine aside. In the dishwasher, after turning on the switch and setting the time, he washed his hands and left the kitchen, returned to the living room, sat on the sofa and watched TV. To be continued. , you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.

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