Masayoshi Kishimoto put on an apron and cooked in person. He didn't cook Japanese cuisine, so he really didn't. Even the former owner of his body was a typical Japanese man who couldn't cook.

The older Japanese men are, the higher the probability that they can’t cook. This is a sharp inverse proportion to Chinese men. Chinese men generally know how to cook from **** to ordinary people.

The older Chinese men are, the more they can do everything. The group of Chinese men who often know how to cook are generally the only children of the post-80s and post-90s.

However, after they got married and had children, they gradually learned to cook. Even if they didn’t care about their health, they had to care about their children, for fear that they would eat gutter oil.

Furthermore, if a Chinese man who knows how to cook, he cannot become a little warm man. If he cannot become a little warm man, he will not be easily welcomed by Chinese women.

Economical and affordable men are just a verbal word among Chinese women, but in fact, they still like tall, rich and handsome people the most in their hearts.

Masayoshi Kishimoto made three typical Chinese dishes, one braised pork, one kung pao chicken, and one tomato and egg flower soup.

Makoto Natsui went from being incredible at the beginning to being amazed at the moment. She completely didn't expect that Masayoshi Kishimoto could cook. After the three dishes were served one after another, they could start the meal.

"How about my cooking skills? I haven't made it for a long time and I've become a lot unfamiliar. However, it shouldn't be unpalatable." Masayoshi Kishimoto showed one of the characteristics of a rich man in China. Only the woman he truly loves will cook for her personally.

Otherwise, don’t think about it. What can be solved with money or money? Why do you have to do it yourself?

Makoto Nakai was immediately moved. Not to mention whether it was difficult or not, even if the dish was poisoned, she would take care of it.

Before eating, she still habitually showed the Japanese respect for food, and put her hands together and said "I'll start" words.

After Makoto Natsui completed such a ceremony, she held the rice bowl with her left hand, picked up the chopsticks with her right hand and started to move. She first picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in her mouth to taste it.

As soon as she bit her two rows of teeth, the gravy began to flow into her mouth. The salty aroma of the meat was accompanied by a little sweetness of sugar, which greatly benefited the taste buds.

"It's delicious." Makoto Nakai's right hand with three fingers holding the chopsticks slightly blocked her mouth.

Masayoshi Kishimoto knows that serious Japanese girls have a distinctive characteristic. Since they encounter something that is unpalatable, they will not say it in person.

Even if you grit your teeth, you will eat it. Not only that, you will still say it is "delicious". In their opinion, this is also one of the virtues of women's gentleness and virtuousness.

Masayoshi Kishimoto didn't believe her, so he picked up the chopsticks himself and picked up a piece of braised pork he made and put it in his mouth to taste it. To be fair, it was quite possible.

He knew that for Makoto Natsui, it was not important at all how her food was cooked. What was important was that she had made such a meal for her.

Masayoshi Kishimoto picked up another piece of braised pork and took the initiative to send it to her bowl and said, "You should eat more. Now, you are not eating alone, but three people are eating. Whenever I have time in the future, I will come to you to cook and cook for you."

Natsui Makoto looked at him sitting opposite her, but didn't say anything. Her first reaction was that she thought of the guilt that Kishimoto Masayoshi had brought about because she did not register for marriage with her, and then she wanted to make up for it.

At the beginning, I must have been unable to understand. As a traditional and conservative Japanese woman, how could I not get married? Or should I be with the man I love.

As for the moment, she feels it doesn't matter whether she gets married or not. As long as he has himself in his heart and loves himself, it is better than anything else.

"Don't look at me like this. Nowadays, you are a pregnant woman and you deserve the privilege. Even if you ask me to buy you fruit at two or three o'clock in the morning, I will not go there in just one minute." Kishimoto Masayoshi explained when he saw her strange gaze.

Makoto Natsui said with a small mouth: "Are you doing this for me? You clearly have to do this for the two children in my belly.

After I give birth to my child, should you take my privileges back? I will serve you again."

"If you have privileges for too long, it will easily cause corruption. Besides, if you give birth to your children, you will have time to serve me and all of them will be served." Kishimoto Masayoshi said calmly.

"Although I have been very hard since I was a child, being able to live such a particularly wonderful time has not made me feel like a person for a long time. I am content." Makoto Natsui suddenly said with emotion.

"You are so easy to be content with. These good days are still coming!" Kishimoto Masayoshi said without joking while sending Kung Pao chicken to her bowl with a small spoon.

"What are your names for these two children?" Makoto Natsui asked with interest.

"Boys are called handsome, Kishimoto is very handsome. As for girls, it is called beautiful, Kishimoto is very beautiful." Kishimoto Masayoshi said with laughter.

"Is there anyone who is like you who is a father like? You have chosen this name too casually." Makoto Natsui knew that he was joking and couldn't help but blame him.

"It's not casual at all. It's not only simple, clear, straightforward, but also rich in meaning. From the name, you can see that my expectation for my son is to be handsome, like me. My daughter looks beautiful like you." Kishimoto Masayoshi said without changing his smile.

"Even I'm embarrassed to say that I'm beautiful. You're so shameless. You're also embarrassed to say that I'm handsome?" Makoto Natsui said bluntly.

"Whether a man is handsome or not depends mainly on his pocket. Whether a woman is beautiful or not depends mainly on his inner self. Li Bai, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty in China and later praised as a poetic immortal, has this sentence in "I am a poor life": When can I get better when I treat others with sex?

This means that if a woman tries to dominate a man with her own beauty, this idea is undoubtedly extremely stupid.

Any woman will become old and lose her lust. When your temples are white, can you still use beauty to tie the man's heart?
Chapter completed!