The Missionary of the Second Dimension

But most of them found a suitable location and waited for the next (Winning) gourmet feast.

Seeing those girls looking at him from time to time, Zhai Nan also felt that he could stand up and explain the current situation a little bit.

After all, it's not a man's behavior to just sit and do it. To open a harem is to open up and aboveboard. Compared with the chaos of the relationship between the Greek gods, it is very common for him to pursue such a little.

But before he could open his mouth, Nangong Nayue, who was enjoying the black tea, pretended to be a queen, and said lightly: "Miss Martha and Miss Irisfield have already explained the details to us..."

Hearing this, Zhai Nan was relieved, harmony is good, he just thought that this peaceful atmosphere was all fake.

Seeing the stone falling in his heart, Nangong Nayue's expression turned cold, and he said with a sneer: "Although we have recognized the facts, it doesn't mean that you can open the harem with peace of mind. At least you must take responsibility for me. Responsibility comes."

Chapter 7 Wife full of power

So, no matter how smooth things were before, it is still necessary to pay more attention to the matter of the harem.

The slight increase in the number of people in the harem made Nayue and the others quite critical, but Xia Yin and the others didn't care about the number of the harem.

These considerate girls also let Zhai Nan enjoy the rare pleasure of peace of mind.

Xiandumu Aye and Aisha are processing the ingredients and other things they bought nearby.

Seeing that Zhai Nan was under the scrutiny of Nangong Nayue and Xuecai, he greeted and said, "The rice is already cooked, do you still want your husband to make a choice? Instead of thinking about the unrealistic The problem, why don't you help us wash the vegetables, the fish over there needs to be handled by someone, we don't have enough manpower here."

Hearing this, the girls had to stop the trial of Zhai Nan and let him go to work for the time being.

"Tsk..."

Nangong glanced at Ah Ye that month, and continued to drink black tea to himself.

Let her cook?Do you think it is possible?

She usually eats food from takeout, or asks Astaruti to make it. Basically, 590 has passed the kitchen a few times since she was a child.

"By the way, I didn't buy those barbecue grills and oil, and I need to add a few more stoves, please everyone."

Aisha's sweet voice came from the kitchen.

"I'm going to help."

Joan of Arc responded, she was born in an ordinary country, and she is best at this kind of household chores.

Atalanta went out to buy cooking oil with Xia Yin and the others, while Sayaka, Kiriba, and Celesta went to help in the kitchen in a decent manner.

Scathach stood on the balcony, posing in a pose with a prominent figure, not knowing what he was doing.

Mordred wanted to help, but seeing that Artoria next to her was motionless, he had no choice but to suppress his emotions and maintain a sitting posture.

Joan of Arc has already huddled together with Esther and Aisha to play fighting games.

Irisviel, like a real mother, happily took care of those children near the sofa.

As for Icarus and Qisara, one of them is a humanoid omnipotent angel, and the other is a white dragon.

Rather than (bgbf) letting them into the kitchen, it would be quicker to fry the kitchen directly. Simply put, they are the same as Artoria, as long as they are responsible for eating.

At this moment, Icarus and Qisara stood silently on both sides of Zhai Nan, putting him in the C position, watching him motionlessly like a prisoner.

Zhai Nan will be leaned on the sofa, slightly raising his head to look at the bright ceiling: "It's actually the Chinese New Year like this."

Because of the power to connect to the world, girls from different worlds can get to know each other because of him. Otherwise, it might still be deserted at this time.

The rare hilarious life also let some of the usual restraint relax a bit.

Perhaps because of the festival, everyone looked beaming, which made Zhai Nan deeply moved, but also reminded him of the last time he celebrated the Spring Festival.

It was easy to say when I was young, but when the society is developing more and more rapidly and I am getting older, the lively and pure in the past has gradually become a symbol of holidays.

Nowadays, most people's memories of the New Year probably only have the crackling fireworks and those relatives and friends who have returned from working in other places.

Even the TV programs I used to watch are rarely turned on. Every night, I just flick my phone boringly until I fall asleep.

"Brother Zhai Nan, I have already bought everything."

Xia Yin, Xuecai, and Atalanta each held fresh meat, a barbecue grill, and a few stoves.

"I'm back so soon." Zhai Nan asked casually.

"Yes, teacher, because several convenience stores have opened nearby, it is very convenient to buy things, and you don't need to go to the big shopping malls in the city." Xuecai nodded, and placed the barbecue grill according to Aisha's words Put it in the right place.

"Has she gone back?" Zhai Nan saw that the lively little girl hadn't been seen yet. If she was still here, she might have rushed forward impatiently.

"Well, that child has already gone back. After all, people in the future can't stay in the past for too long, so I went back a week after you left." Xuecai said without raising her head.

After getting along for such a long time, the thin-skinned she has also accepted the fact that Zong Cai is her own daughter.

Zhai Nan nodded, since he went back, he had nothing to say.

But if you want to see each other again, you probably have to wait for the real Xiao Zongcai to be born.

Thinking of this, Zhai Nan couldn't help diluting the regret in his heart.

In the living room came the voices of Lusha and Aike yelling, Joan of Arc and Esther were playing a cooperative horror game, and there was a woman full of wifely flavor, Alice Faier, who was smiling softly. There are Martha who is busy in the kitchen, Aisha and others, Nangong Nayue who drinks tea silently as if she is not affected by the outside world, and Mordred who is a rebellious child who is actually afraid of her father, and the noisy Sebastian Lestera...

There are also Sanwu Angels and Sanwu White Dragon Girls standing silently on the left and right like the door gods...

Maybe this kind of life is enough.

But Zhai Nan also knows that there are still many people living their lives in other worlds.