I saved a lot of Tokyo love heroines

"The thing is broken. It seems that you can't directly cover the cap with the spray port. Just pour it on your hands and smear it." Kitahara Araki glanced at it and said extremely calmly.

"Ah, oh, yes."

Kuroda Saoyue also nodded.

Kitahara Araki threw away his clothes full of footprints, revealing his bruised and swollen body. He looked miserable, which made Kuroda Saoyue very distressed. He couldn't help but touch it lightly with his hand, but Kitahara Araki grinned in pain and jumped.

"Hahaha!" Kuroda Zaoyue laughed when she saw it, and stopped quickly.

"I'm sorry, Araki-kun."

"It's okay." Kitahara Araki replied holding back the pain.

"Then I'll start applying medicine to you." Kuroda Saoyue said, then poured out the liquid medicine from the white bottle and applied it to his hands, gently stroking across Kitahara Araki's injured back.

Soon, the injured part of the back was already covered with medicinal liquid.

"Ah!" Kitahara Araki suddenly cried out in pain.

"What's wrong?!" Kuroda Saoyue hurriedly asked nervously.

"It hurts here too!" Kitahara Araki pointed at the swollen area below and shouted.

Kuroda Zaoyue looked over in amazement, but Kitahara Araki was on the side with a painful expression, so uncomfortable that she hesitated, couldn't help closing her eyes, and stretched out the hand that applied the liquid medicine to the swollen area.

A cool feeling came.

The efficacy of the white liquid medicine is being exerted, and it is quickly eliminating the swelling and pain on the body, and the injured place feels a little cool when it comes into contact with the air.

Chapter 101 Chapter 105, Adding ingredients without sauce (4000 words)

Some noisy nights passed.

In the early morning, Kitahara Araki got up, opened the quilt, and it was a vast expanse of whiteness.

"Well, Araki-kun, you got up so early?" Kuroda Saoyue half-closed his eyes, and asked sleepily, the loose pajamas were loosely loose, seemingly nothing.

The pillow was covered with her black silk hair, and her crystal-clear skin shone with little glimmers of light in the morning light, as warm and charming as jade.

Kitahara Araki gently covered the tired Kuroda Zaoyue with a quilt, touched her head, and responded in a low voice: "Zaoyue, you worked hard yesterday, you will definitely feel very hungry when you wake up in the morning, I will give you some food first. Get some breakfast."

"Well, okay." Kuroda Saoyue squinted his sleepy eyes and nodded incessantly.

On the delicate face, the shyness of a girl faded away, and a bit of the demeanor of a mature woman was added, making her look more charming and charming.

Kitahara Araki took one last look at Kuroda Saogetsu, put on his clothes, tidied up a bit, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

"Boom!" The water heater started to roar.

Kitahara Araki wiped his face with the white towel on the shelf, feeling much refreshed after waking up.

"Whoo~."

Looking at himself in the mirror, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, sharp-edged face, and short black hair flowing gently, he looks like a handsome male protagonist from a comic book.

Kitahara Araki smiled calmly, then withdrew his gaze, stopped paying attention, and turned to leave.

He has to bear this kind of happiness trouble every morning, which is really distressing.

It seems that he is too handsome, but not very good.

Kitahara Araki thinks every day, do women who are worthy of him exist in this world? !

If it doesn't exist, then he can barely accept it, and quantitative changes produce qualitative changes.

As long as the number is large enough, Kitahara Araki must still be acceptable.

After leaving the bathroom, Kitahara Araki went straight to the clean and tidy kitchen.

The all-white decoration, matched with the elegant marble counter, looks very elegant and low-key luxury.

When he came to the kitchen, Kitahara Araki opened the upper door of the refrigerator, looked at the dazzling array of things inside, and thought for a while.

"Well, what do you want for breakfast this morning?"

"Anyway, it's Kuroda Zaoyue's first visit to our house, and he even helped me, so I should make a hearty breakfast as a reward."

Thinking of Kuroda Zaoyue who was still asleep, Kitahara Araki couldn't help showing a faint smile on his face, and he decided in an instant, breakfast this morning.

Well, protein is a must, and fried eggs are good, not only delicious, but also rich in protein.

I just don't know if Kuroda Zaoyue can still eat it?

After all, she ate a lot of protein yesterday.

Kitahara Araki thought about it with a bit of mischief, but the movement in his hand didn't stop. The three eggs in his hand knocked on the hard stone platform continuously, and then poured them into the hot oil pan.

Soon, the sound of sizzling oil came continuously.

"Phew, it smells so good, why do I feel a little hungry all of a sudden."

There was also a light fragrance in the air, and Kitahara Araki took a deep breath, feeling the fragrance, and the hunger in his stomach was also lured out.

In just a few tens of seconds, under the high-temperature hot oil, the three fried eggs were quickly completed, and the overall shape was round. The yolk and white of the eggs were mixed together, which seemed to have a special harmonious taste.

Next, Kitahara Araki fried two more eggs, put them all on a white dinner plate after frying, and then covered with a small lid to prevent rapid loss of temperature and cold.

A total of five fried eggs, including the Spice Girls trio, Saatsuki Kuroda, who is still resting, and Araki Kitahara, are exactly five people in the family.

As for Hanako? !

Her body is not human.

And Hanako doesn't need to eat ordinary food, as early as last night, Kitahara Araki had already fed her.

"Well, the protein is here, and some light vegetable bread and a cup of warm hot milk will make the breakfast perfect. Not only is it light but it can replenish energy, and the taste is also very good."

Kitahara Araki opened the refrigerator door again and took out the bread bought in the supermarket. Two slices of white bread were covered with cheese.

Kitahara Araki took out five slices of bread, separated them, and then carefully washed some vegetables, put them in the middle of the bread, and added some salad dressing.

Such a simple vegetable bread is ready.

After that, it was the last hot milk.

Kitahara Araki picked up the large milk box on the table, opened the bottle, poured about half of the milk into the four cups, and put them in the microwave.

My own must be filled with milk. As for the other four, Kitahara Araki said that he would add milk.

Because the microwave oven is too small to fit a large milk carton, it can only be put in a cup first and then heated.

As for why only put half of the milk in the cup.

Kitahara Araki smiled mysteriously, ready to use his secret culinary skills, the addition of the gods.

Kitahara Araki felt very relieved to be able to see the planes in the sky in the morning. Sure enough, a good window sill in the room is essential.

Because of time constraints, the milk in the microwave had to be taken out after 5 minutes of heating.

Kitahara Araki had no choice but to speed up the feeding.

"Ding!" The indicator light of the microwave oven reaches the preset position and makes a ding sound.

Kitahara Araki didn't have time to take out the milk cup in the microwave, so he put all the ingredients he was about to prepare into the bowl first, and then he had time to take out the milk.

After the milk was taken out of the microwave, the cups were still hot. Kitahara Araki poured his ingredients evenly into the cups, only half of which was filled with milk.

In an instant, all four milk cups were overflowing.

Kitahara Araki watched this scene with satisfaction, feeling that he was very considerate.

Presumably, they will be moved to tears if they can taste the hot milk that they specially prepared for them, right? !

Putting breakfast on five prepared plates, Kitahara Araki picked up one of them and sent it to his bedroom first.

"Get up! Little slob. It's time for breakfast."

Kitahara Araki walked into the bedroom lightly, with low footsteps, carefully lifted the quilt that wrapped Kuroda Saogetsu's head, and said while shaking her slender body.

Kuroda Saoyue opened his eyes dimly, the brown pupils were blank at first, and then, the pupils started to disperse and gradually focused, and the eyes gradually gained substance.

And then turned to look at Kitahara Araki and Kuroda Saoyue who were standing beside him with a faint smile, barely raised his head, but frowned because of physical fatigue, but still said energetically:

"Araki-kun, good morning!"

"Good morning!"

Kitahara Araki also responded.

Then, he put the plate in his hand on the bed cabinet, gently helped Kuroda Zaoyue, and said lovingly: "Zaoyue, come and have breakfast! But the love breakfast I specially made for you must be all finish eating!"

Kuroda Zaoyue frowned slightly, but she didn't feel much hunger. After all, she ate a lot of protein yesterday.

However, seeing the love breakfast Kitahara Araki made for her, Kuroda Zaoyue was not willing to waste it, and leaned against Kitahara Araki's arms and said coquettishly: "Araki-kun, my arm is so sore that I can't even lift it up, come here Feed the family to eat, okay?"

Kuroda Zaoyue arched vigorously, her delicate face was full of cuteness, and when she just woke up, she was full of whiteness and a little temptation,

Suppressing the fidgeting Kuroda Zaoyue fiercely, Kitahara Araki replied calmly: "Of course."

Then, Kitahara Araki sat by the bed and hugged Kuroda Zaoyue, ate the breakfast on the bed cabinet, and gave it to Kuroda Zaoyue.

"Well, it's delicious." Kuroda Zaoyue, who was enjoying the delicious breakfast, let out a deep admiration, her expression was a little drunk, and her face was dizzy.

After half an hour of grinding, Kitahara Araki finally sent the breakfast except hot milk into Kuroda Zaoyue's stomach.

"Araki-kun, why didn't you feed me this cup of hot milk?!" Kuroda Saoyue asked curiously, but his eyes were a little fascinated, as if he was still immersed in the feeding just now.

"Forehead,,."

Silence for a moment.

Kitahara Araki tilted his head slightly unnaturally, trying not to look at the cup of hot milk he added, and said in a flat tone: "This is the milk I specially prepared for you, and it also consumed a lot of my blood. Eat it yourself, don't waste it."

"?"

Kuroda Saoyue stood up curiously, looked up at the cup on the bed cabinet, looked at the hazy white inside, but found nothing unusual.

"Isn't it just a cup of ordinary hot milk?!"

Kuroda Zaoyue looked left and right, but didn't find anything special.

Kitahara Araki smiled mysteriously, with an inexplicable smile in his eyes, and gently lowered his head to Kuroda Zaoyue's ear and whispered softly:

"It's the one you ate yesterday. I added it to your milk."

"Ah!" Kuroda Zaoyue exclaimed in a low voice, her face was full of surprise, and she suddenly glanced at the ordinary hot milk.

Looking at Kitahara Araki with a shy face, he punched his chest with his small fists, and said angrily: "Bad guy!"

"Hey!" Kitahara Araki laughed, but did not respond.

Kuroda Zaoyue rolled her eyes again at Kitahara Araki, who was staring closely at her, then hesitantly reached out to take the warm hot milk, looked at the white milk inside, and finally closed her eyes and drank it in one gulp.

"Eh?! I think this hot milk is delicious." Kuroda Saoyue let out a cry of surprise.

The surprised look on his face didn't seem fake, at least Kitahara Araki didn't think it was fake.

"How does it compare to the original flavor?!" Kitahara Araki also asked, with a curious expression on his face.

Kuroda Zaoyue hesitated for a while before hesitatingly said: "There is still a difference, at least I like the original flavor!"

Kuroda Saoyue raised her head, looked at Kitahara Araki affectionately, her words were full of deep love.

"..." Kitahara Araki was silent for a while, and then embraced Kuroda Saoyue again.

The two stayed tender for a while, because Kitahara Araki didn't act rashly because he was concerned about Kuroda Saoyue's injured body, but just chatted with her for a while.

Soon, Kuroda Saoyue felt a deep drowsiness again, yawned and fell asleep under Kitahara Araki's gaze.

Kitahara Araki walked out of the bedroom lightly, taking away the dinner plate and cup of hot milk.

Looking at the clock in the living room, Kitahara Araki remembered that it was around 06:30 when he got up and started making breakfast, and it was already seven o'clock now.

It seems that it is time-consuming to feed yourself.

Without too much delay, Kitahara Araki directly finished his breakfast in two mouthfuls, and then went up to the third floor with the remaining three plates.

Well, I didn't forget to bring the hot milk.

Go up to the third floor, pass the living room, the first closed door is the room of Reina, the boss of the Spice Girls trio.

Gently twisting the doorknob, Kitahara Araki walked in.

"Rena, wake up and have breakfast."

Kitahara Araki called softly, and Hanami Reina, who was wrapped in a white quilt all over her body, looked like a mummy.