Thousand Blades of Death

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"Mom?" Xiaoye Temple Xiaosei reached out and touched her mother's cheek, blinking her wet eyes, chaotically.

Onoji Nanako glanced at her daughter, shook her head, and touched her head: "Mom is okay." After hesitating for a while, she finally looked at her daughter: "Brother is a friend of her mother, a good person Oh, Xiao Saki should talk to her brother well Get along, you know?"

Xiao Mi heard the words, nodded honestly, as a good boy obedient, she generally would not violate the words of her mother, and that brother looks so beautiful, it should not be a bad guy!

Seeing her daughter being so clever, she didn't continue to ask questions. She was relieved and picked up the fairy tale book by the bed.

Xiaoye Temple Xiaosaki shined, because she likes to listen to her mother telling fairy tales, and the stories inside are so enviable.

The time was spent in the warmth, and soon, Amano was ready.

When he came to the door of Kosaki's room in Ono Temple.

What I heard was a gentle and gentle female voice that slowly leaked from the inside, so that the listening human being couldn't help but calm down to follow her voice into the mood of the story.

Quiet.

Amano Hara softly approached the door and looked in through the slightly cracked door. The gentle profile of Nanako from Ono Temple entered his eyes. The interaction between the mother and daughter made Amano Hara lower her eyes, a little unbearable to break this warm scene.

It turned out that this is maternal love.

Boom Boom Boom-

Onoji Nanako looked at the door at the same time as Onoji Kosaki, and the door was slowly opened. A long leg stepped in and looked up the slender leg. A smiling boy was leaning on the door Watching them say slowly: "Beauties, you can have dinner."

Onoji Nanako heard the words, rolled her eyes, closed the notebook in her hand, glanced at Onoji Kosaki, and picked her up and went out.

Passing Amano Hara's side, suddenly whispered: "Don't say something in front of Kosaki."

Onoji Kosaki was held in her arms by Onoji Nanako, her head resting on her shoulder, and Onoji Kosaki had been quietly staring at him when she saw Amano Mahara, who was standing still behind her.

It is full of children's curiosity about the unknown field.

Amano Hara saw her so cute, smiled friendlyly, and then strode to the kitchen.

When they sat down and Nagano Konoji intended to see what he had done, Amano Mahara suddenly said, "Wait first, there is still nothing to do."

Looking at him suspiciously, is there anything left?

Amano Hara just smiled at her doubts and bought a pass.

Since all the people who spoke had spoken, they also obeyed his arrangement.

However, Onoji Nanako looked at the few dishes covered with a lid on the dining table, and there was a burst of aroma from the inside.

When one smells it, the appetite opens.

"Mom? What is it? It smells good."

Kosuji Onoji has been unable to bear since sitting down, because of her sensitive nose, she feels a lot of aroma, and her stomach subconsciously makes a hungry grunt.

Looking curiously in the direction of the kitchen, why is it so long?

Ono Temple, they couldn’t help swallowing a few times, they could feel that there was food in front, but they couldn’t move. It was too cruel!

At this time, Amano had a stew out of it.

Seeing the impatient expression on her face, she smiled, "Why? Can't wait?"

If it was before, Ono Temple Nanako would laugh at his narcissism after all, but after feeling the scent floating in the air, Ono Temple Nanako decided to still follow his nose and not care about him.

Xiaoye Temple Xiao Mi looked curiously at the purple clay pot that he put up, and her eyes were full of curiosity, even the shyness was left behind by her: "Big Brother, what is this?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of Amano's original eyes. This was still Xiaoye Temple Kosaki's initiative to speak to him. It seems that the merits of the food are indispensable. The foodies are always not resistant to the delicious ones.

Amano Wilderness did not play haha ​​vaguely, and directly said: "Stew soup, which is essential in Chinese cuisine. How can there be no stew soup when eating?"

After talking, Amano Yamahara opened the lid on the dining table one by one, and a burst of fragrance came, and Onoji Nanako could not help swallowing subconsciously, looking at the dishes with all the flavors and fragrances in front of him, and looked at Amano Mahara with surprise. Filled with suspicions about him, he stared in amazement: "Have you done these?"

Amano Horse smiled and said nothing.

Onoji Kosaki was not so puzzled. She only knew that there were many delicious things in front of her eyes! So she took her tableware less skillfully and started to move.

Amano was sitting next to Kosuji in Ono Temple. When he saw such a young girl holding chopsticks of No. 1 in an unskilled way, she held a bunch of brows. She said to Kosho, Ono Temple: "Do you want big brother?" help you?"

Xiaoye Temple Xiao Mi shrank for a moment at the kindness he showed, and his cheeks burst red.

Amano Hara saw this exaggerated reaction with emotion. It turned out that Xiaoye Temple Xiaozhao blushed shyly, which is a habit that started when she was a child.

Onoji Naicai's chopsticks moved quickly. At first, she looked at the delicious spicy chicken to one of the dishes in doubt, but as soon as she ate, she never stopped and started quickly.

Tian Yema saw that Xiaoye Temple Xiao Mi didn't say anything or refused, so she took the chopsticks in her hand and started feeding her.

Onoji Nanako just wanted to say, don't spoil her so much. As a child, you have to develop the habit of doing it yourself.

But before speaking, she saw the shy expression on her daughter's face, and the movements of her men slowed down, and she climbed on her cheek in shame.

My mother had failed too much, and even started ignoring her daughter.

Looking at the Amanohara again, his eyes changed, and the throbbing heart could no longer be ignored.

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