Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

Yuzhong Ming's eyes were covered with pure white cloth strips, and he was watching TV with inspiration.Lying on the ground, lazily said: "It's already noon on a dark day, Shazhi, you should not clean it-----it's too late anyway. Wouldn't it be fun to huddle in the kotatsu and watch TV?"

Asakura Saori said in a self-sacrificing manner: "I don't care, I don't care either. Just do what you want."

She took off her apron and threw it aside, shrinking her body into the kotatsu: "Ning Ning, you take up too much space. Give me some space."

"It's really funny how these two people talk on TV."

Time passed and the sun slowly went down.

The Daifuku on the table had already eaten cleanly, and only the peel of the winter orange was left.

Ning Ning kissed her stomach and frowned: "I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat? Unscrupulous priest."

Yu Zhongming tilted his head and glanced at her with white cloth striped eyes: "If you keep calling like that, you really won't have anything to eat."

"Hey! Why are you so stingy."

"It's so stingy. I won't give you free food." Yu Zhongming said proudly: "Who told you to eat and drink with me when you are a big New Year's Eve."

Ning Ning murmured in distress: "You think I think so. My father insisted that I come to your place. I heard that my father specially made puffer meat to eat today. I would drool just imagining it."

"Don't give it, just don't give it."

The children were bickering like a quarrel. Asakura Saori was irritated when she heard it. She patted her trousers and prepared to stand up: "I'll go see what else to eat, at least get some Nian Yue buckwheat to eat. After all, it's also New Year's Day. ."

"Don't worry!" Yuzhong called out to her.

"Clap!" His palms clapped, and a girl in a light gray lady's dress slowly appeared, carrying a double-layer lacquer box, and bowed in salute.

He nodded slightly, nodding in return.

Then he said to Asakura Saori, "Queyun is ready."

Open the lacquer box, a plate of black beans boiled in salt; a plate of fluffy huifang rolls; sweet potatoes are boiled and smashed, steaming golden mountains; roasted golden brown, brushed with honey, multi-crop fish; rivers as thin as cicada wings Pork meat, placed in the appearance of chrysanthemum dazzling.There are also some daily dishes such as hamburger meat and fried tempura.Filled the whole table.

Finally, from the bottom of the lacquer box, take a small bottle of suet white jade and three wide-mouthed small plates made of lacquerware.

The small plates were stacked together, picked up the wine bottle and dipped a few drops, the clear wine exuded a fragrance.

Yuzhong Ming straightened his body, reached out and made a gesture of invitation.

"The two of us are still underage, so drinking is not good." Saori Asakura hesitated.

"A little bit, it doesn't matter." Yuzhong Ming explained: "fruit wine, the alcohol content is very low."

"That~... I drank it." She took the wine cup with her small hand and took a sip. The wine taste was very light, and a floral fragrance reverberated in her mouth.

Delicious.

Her eyes lit up.

Yuzhong Ming continued to pour wine, three small plates, three times per plate, one mouthful each time, three thirty nine cups.

Asakura Saori and Mitsui Ningning both finished drinking nine cups, their cheeks were flushed, and they laughed extraordinarily. . . . . .foolish? !

Yuzhong Ming shook his head, throwing the idea out of his head.

After drinking the small wine, the three of them put their hands together, put chopsticks between the thumbs of both hands, and meditate together: "I'm starting."

On TV, the red and white song meeting has just begun.

He ate 3 pieces of puffer fish sashimi with one chopstick, and Yuzhong Ming chewed it while complaining: "What is this man singing! It's worse than what I sang."

Ning Ningqin was also fighting with the puffer fish sashimi, biting a piece in his mouth and holding a piece between his chopsticks, staring at the plate: "I feel very good. Your aesthetic level is not good. Unscrupulous priest."

"I've been a supporter of the Red Party for so many years at the Red and White Song Club. Go to hell for the White Party, no man can sing well." Yu Zhongming grabbed the last piece of sashimi with his chopsticks and was about to put it in his mouth, Ning Ning kissed him Chopsticks also pressed up.

The two looked at each other across the kotatsu.

"This is mine." Yuzhong Ming stated his position: "I caught it with my chopsticks first."

Ning Ning was unmoved: "Have you ever played basketball? It's that Western sport. As long as you get blocked, the ball doesn't belong to you. The same goes for sashimi. If I cover it, it's mine."

Frightened by this terrifying excuse, Yuzhong Ming just relaxed a bit, and the last piece of puffer fish sashimi was put into his mouth by Ning Ning.

Saori Asakura quietly ate the fish from his plate, listening to the melodious singing on the TV, ignoring the noise of the two around him.

what!This fish is really delicious, the surface is golden and soft, the meat is tender and tender, especially the honey penetrated into the meat and mixed with the gravy, it is really beautiful.

Next time, ask Queyun how to do it, and try it yourself.

Satisfied, Ning Ning kissed his stomach and shrank into the kotatsu, ready to sleep.

Yuzhong Ming was lying on the ground and gossiping with Asakura Saori.

He thought of the little fairy Lily whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Right. Why haven't you seen Lily for so long?"

"The last time I was kidnapped, she didn't help her. She was very annoyed and depressed for many days. She suddenly became energetic two days ago, and told me to go back to her hometown to find a way to become stronger, and then she disappeared if she didn't pay attention."

"That's true. But don't worry, she won't die."

"Yeah! Let's not talk about that. Ming-kun, how are you doing about the preparations for the New Year's visit to Shimizu Village?"

"Hey? New Year's shrine?"

"Yes, everyone from Shimizu Village will visit Shimizu Shrine for New Year's shrine. You don't have nothing to prepare, right?!"