The Strongest Girlfriend Insists That She is An Ordinary Person

“You come… take care?” Genos repeated blankly.

Even Kono Taoye opened his mouth slightly and looked at Gojo Satoru in surprise.

“Yeah, let me take care of Teacher Xiaotao, you can rest assured.” Wujo Satoru raised an index finger with a smile, and said slowly, “After all, I’m also a friend of Teacher Xiaotao, so there is no problem with leaving it to me.”

Genos looked at Kono Momoha hesitantly.

“In that case, leave it to Teacher Wujo!” Kono Momoha said before Genos spoke.

Although… Gojo Satoru doesn’t seem to be very reliable, but he is always better than Genos!

As long as he can escape from Genos.

“However, I have to help Senior Sister clean the room and cook…” Genos shook his head and closed his eyes. This teacher Wutiao didn’t look like he knew how to do these things.

Gojo Satoru sneered and raised his chin, “Of course I will do such trivial things.”

…Hey, hey, really?

Seeing Wujo Satoru’s confident appearance, Ronye Momoha’s heart beat a beat. It’s not that she hasn’t been to the supermarket with Wujo-sensei, no, it’s because she went there together that she knew.

Will he really?

Forget it, it doesn’t matter, as long as Genos can be taken away…

“Since that’s the case, I’ll ask Gojo-sensei, then you shouldn’t mind if you add me?” Genos put on his backpack and looked straight at Gojo Satoru, “I also need to confirm it myself, can you take care of it? Sister.”

… not really.

Why did it finally develop like this.

Kono Momoba was standing on Genos on the left, Gojo Satoru on the right, standing in front of his house, silent.

They just came out of the hospital, and they went to the supermarket on the way to buy a lot of ingredients. Of course, all the things were carried by Genos. Two long green onions stubbornly poked out of the bag.

“Oh, today I finally got a chance to go into Teacher Xiao Tao’s house and take a look.” Wujo Satoru looked at Kono Taoye with a bright smile and whistled.

“Alright, alright, Teacher Xiaotao, where is your key?”

Love Ye Taoye’s hands were wrapped into rice dumplings, Genos was full of bags in both hands, and the responsibility of opening the door naturally fell on Wujo Satoru. Wujogo didn’t wait for Love Ye Taoye to speak, so he consciously asked her first.

“In the bag.”

Love Ye Momoba glanced at him in disgust.

What the **** was he excited about? It felt disgusting.

Gojo Satoru took out the key from Kono Momoha’s bag and opened the door. Kono Momoha walked in first, “If you don’t have slippers, just come in with your socks on.”

“Teacher Xiaotao, your house is very…not too big.”

Gojo Satoru followed her into the door, the elder with his neck stretched out, looking left and right, and blurted out.

Love Ye Taoye’s home is completely different from what he imagined.

Teacher Xiao Tao, who thought she was serious, must have kept her home neat and tidy, and everything was organized in an orderly manner.

As soon as he entered the door, the small low table in the center of the living room attracted his attention. It was full of books, closed and opened. The laptop was on the table, and the charging cable was dragged on the floor. Electric board.

The sofa is also full of books, stacked high, even at a precarious angle.

Not even a place to stay.

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows high. Tut sigh.

It’s not that Lianye Taoye’s house is dirty and messy, but it’s still clean. It can be seen that she cleans it often. It’s such a big place. How can she be so full?

When Kono Momoha heard Wujo Satoru’s words, she turned her head and glanced at him.

Gojo Satoru curiously looked at the collection she had placed on the cabinet.

I almost forgot, this guy is a super rich man, probably living in a luxury villa.

It’s the kind she can only see on TV…

Love Ye Taoye is in a complicated mood, the space in this house is still small? It’s more than enough for her to live alone! Moreover, she couldn’t even afford such a house, and she still rented it on a monthly basis.

Why is the age gap not big, Wujo teacher can be so rich? And she was so poor. The difference between people is really…

“Teacher Xiao Tao, what’s in this cabinet?”

Just when Kono Momoha was thinking about why life is so unfair, Gojo Satoru suddenly interrupted her thinking.

When Kono Momoba looked up, Wujo Satoru had already walked to the storage cabinet she placed in the corner of the living room, and was waving her hands to call her, just like a primary school student going on a picnic, his body was full of excitement. , I don’t know what he is happy about.

Lianye Taoye sighed, gave up thinking about the things in life, and walked up to him, “What?”

“That’s it—” Gojo Satoru almost pressed his face to the glass case, poking at the glass with his fingers, “The ones inside.”

“Shells.” Ronino Momoba put her arms around her chest and leaned against the cabinet, with a smile on her lips, “This blue one is a seashell from the Kanagawa Sea, the brown one was picked up during a flock of birds, and this white one , from Tokyo Bay.”

“Hey? So you like to collect this kind of thing?”

Gojo Satoru looked at the smile on Kono Momoha’s face with novelty.

Lianye Taoye’s appearance is cold, and it always gives people the illusion of being cold and hard to approach, but she is not not smiling, nor does she deliberately put on a cold face. When she is happy, the smile on the corner of her mouth makes her face Like the melting of ice and snow, it gives the illusion of flowers blooming in an instant.

“It’s just a habit…” Love Ye Taoye said halfway, and suddenly there was a buzzing roar from behind.

Her words got stuck in her throat.

Genos didn’t know where to find her vacuum cleaner, and was now bending over to use the vacuum cleaner to clean under the sofa, making a rumbling noise, but he didn’t seem to notice it.

“Senior sister, your earring fell under the sofa!” He knelt on the floor, stretched his arms under the sofa, puffed out his ass, and tried hard to pull out the earrings from under the sofa.

In order to cover the sound of the vacuum cleaner, he also raised his voice.

Love Ye Taoye looked at Genos in silence and wished to tuck his whole body under the sofa, posing like a modern artwork, sighed helplessly, and walked over.

When Genos took out the earrings from under the sofa and handed them to her, Kono Momoha realized that Gojo Satoru, who had just been in the living room, was gone. She looked around the living room and didn’t see his shadow, but I heard movement in the kitchen.

I don’t know how he found out where the kitchen was. When Kono Taoye walked into the kitchen, Gojo Satoru carried the ingredients onto the kitchen counter.

“…Are you really going to cook?” Lai Ye Momoba watched quietly, and after a while, she couldn’t help but ask.

She looked at Gojo Satoru as if she was confident, and she couldn’t stop the ups and downs in her heart.

Teacher Gojo can cook?

She won’t be taken to the hospital again tonight, will she?

“Of course, can’t you see it?” Gojo Satoru was rolling up his sleeves when he heard him slowly rolling up his pure black sleeves, revealing a sturdy forearm. He smiled and turned his head to Kono Taoye and said, “Tonight, I’ll show you how powerful I am.”

It was obviously an ordinary action of pushing the sleeves. Gojo Satoru made it. For some reason, there was a bit of unfinished meaning. Out of the corner of his eyes, Kono Momoba caught a glimpse of the contrasting snow-white skin under his black sleeves, and his muscles were tight. The real forearm, after thinking for a long time, can find an accurate description.

Rolling up his sleeves is the same as taking off his trousers, he’s outrageous.

Kono Momoha walked to Wujo Satoru, watched him take out the vegetables from the plastic bag, rinsed them under water, and asked, “Do you need my help?”

“You?” Gojo Satoru lengthened his voice, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He paused for a moment before turning his head, staring at Kono Momoha with a teasing smile, “What help?”

“With your mummified hands?”

Gojo Satoru leaned close to Kono Taoye’s face, his breath was so close that it fell on his face, and the distance was close at hand.

Love Ye Taoye did not move, quietly watching his face.

Wujo Satoru’s sunglasses are also made of unknown material. The lenses are pitch black and completely opaque to light. Kono Momoye looked at them and couldn’t help thinking. With such sunglasses, can Wujo teacher really see?

Even though he couldn’t see his eyes, Kono Momoba could feel his gaze falling on her face.

Two seconds later, maybe more than two seconds later, Wujo Satoru withdrew his gaze, returned to his position calmly, and continued to wash the dishes, “Don’t worry, I’m confident that what I’m doing will not send you to the hospital.”

“But.” Lianye Taoye hesitated for a while, but still said, “I saw it in the supermarket just now…”

Seeing Wujo Satoru copying a copy of “Teach You How to Cook in Three Minutes Advanced Edition”, he threw it into the basket and settled the bill with a natural gesture.

Even if you want to buy it, you should start from the basic version. Is it really possible to go directly to the advanced level? No, the point is not this, but—

Does he really know how to cook?

Lian Ye Momoha blinked and looked at him suspiciously.

“Teacher Xiaotao, you are really worrying too much!” Wujo Satoru put the vegetables on the chopping board, picked up the kitchen knife and cut it quickly. Smile and talk to Love Ye Taoye.

“How could this kind of thing be so hard to beat me?”

“Because, I am the strongest.”

Gojo Satoru showed an arrogant smile of being the only one.

Lianye Taoye paused for two seconds, then looked back as if nothing had happened, and finally said nothing.

She stood by the kitchen door, wrapping her arms around her, watching Gojo Satoru cook.

Gojo Satoru just flipped through the tutorial book at random, then threw it aside, looking at his unconcerned appearance, Kono Momoha should have questioned him, but after hearing what he just said, she There was actually an illusion that Wutiaowu said that if you can do it, you can do it.

Gojo Satoru should not be a teacher, he should be a MLM leader.

This brainwashing skill is not a little bit.

Looking at Gojo Satoru’s back, Kono Momoha had an inexplicable sense of trust in his heart, feeling that he was probably crazy.

She made up her mind in her heart that no matter what kind of food Wujo realized that she would bring it to the table, she had to eat it, and she had to pretend to be delicious. After all, it is his heart, and it cannot discourage Teacher Wujo’s enthusiasm for learning.

Gojo Satoru was very restless, not quiet for a moment, and kept talking to Kono Momoha while weighing the pot.

“Teacher Xiao Tao, do you usually cook at home?”

“Do, but it’s all simple things.”

Lianye Taoye thought about it, although she can be regarded as good at cooking, but because of her busy work, she usually solves it in a hurry. She has a craft, but rarely cooks for herself.

“Hey, I don’t usually cook very often.”

“…”

Is that called rarely cooking? Apologize to “Teach You How to Cook in Three Minutes” that was thrown on the ground! It simply won’t do it!

Lianye Taoye slandered, but wisely did not say it.

“Maybe my cooking skills will surprise you.” Gojo Satoru turned off the fire with a smile, “I think I should cook better than the yellow hair outside.”

“…It’s called Genos.”

Lianye Taoye didn’t know what to complain about him. Seeing that he seemed to have finished, he raised his foot and walked over to him, “Actually, no matter what it is done…”

She looked up and was silent.

“Cheese and Seafood Baked Rice, how’s it going?” Gojo Satoru bent down and took out two bowls from the cupboard. He divided the rice into two bowls. Just as he was about to hand it to Rianye Taoye, he remembered her hand injury and turned After a turn, he took out two bowls of rice.

“Get out of the way, I’ll fry two more fish.”

Gojo Satoru, who came back from putting down the bowl, reached out and patted the top of the head of Kono Peach Leaf, and smiled in a good mood.

Lianye Taoye was stunned, and patted his head with him in a daze, looking at him up and down in disbelief.

“Teacher Gojo, is this really your first time cooking?” she asked.

If she hadn’t watched Gojo Satoru cook the whole time, she would have thought he ordered takeout or something. How could someone just read the recipe once and cook exactly the same as in the photo.

Can the difference in aptitude between people really be so big?

“Well, this dish is the first time.”

Love Ye Taoye’s hair is very smooth, it feels icy cold, like silk, Gojo Satoru couldn’t hold back, and after touching it twice, the smile never came down from the corner of his mouth, “After all, this kind of thing is very It’s simple-“

“Sister-“

A yellow head suddenly poked into the kitchen.

Genos looked straight at them, a bit of grievance revealed in his straight tone, “There are only two bowls.”

Why not have him?

Genos felt left out.

“what?”

This time, it was Wujo Satoru who was shocked.

He looked Genos up and down, blinked his ice-blue eyes, and froze for a moment, “You still want to eat?”

“Teacher Wujo, how can you bully children like this!” Rianye Taoye frowned in dissatisfaction, glared at him fiercely, turned his head and patted Genos on the shoulder, “Genos, go in and get it yourself. One bowl, half of my meal for you.”

No, do robots still need to eat? Isn’t his recipe oil or something? He just bought a few AA batteries at the supermarket to make dinner for this kid.

Looking at Genos, who answered with a sound, he ran into the kitchen familiarly, took out a bowl from the cupboard, and returned happily, Gojo Satoru clenched his fists and ground his back molars.

Damn, sooner or later this kid will be dismantled and thrown into the non-recyclable garbage.

Wujo Satoru gritted his teeth and finished the dinner. It was already past seven o’clock in the evening. The sky outside the window was completely dark. Genos had already cleaned up the living room, and even dragged the floor twice. The curtains were drawn and the lights were turned on.

Suddenly, there is an atmosphere that is already night.

Incandescent lights, bruised beige curtains, and a low log table full of meals.

It had never felt like this before.

Kono Momoba watched Genos set up the tableware and put a cushion on the ground, then lifted up her skirt and sat at the low table. The table was clean and she didn’t finish reading the book. , and the unfinished test papers were sorted by Genos and put aside.

For the things that Genos cleaned up, Kono Momoha was very relieved. It turned out that he was doing housework every day at Mr. Saitama’s house. He was very careful, and the classification of cleaning was also very simple and clear, so he would not make mistakes. of.

It’s just, the table is too clean now, not used to it.

It turned out that the table was full of books, and she moved out of a corner at will, put the bowl aside, changed the test papers while eating, or logged in the results on the computer and made courseware.

Thinking of this, Lianye Taoye realized that he hadn’t had a good meal for a long time.

There are almost no guests at her house, not to mention that it’s really amazing that a few people are sitting around the table and eating together.

Wujo Satoru moved the cushion on the ground with his feet to the side next to Kono Momolea, and sat down against Koono Momolea. He sat very close to Koono Momoha’s shoulders. He just came out of the kitchen, but he didn’t Smell a hint of smoke.

Genos sat across from him, and put his hands on his knees in an orderly manner, in contrast to Wujo Satoru, who was beside him with his knees bent, one leg stretched lazily, and his arms resting on his knees. Those who are sitting properly can go to etiquette textbooks.

Lai Ye Momoha looked at the small bowl in front of Genos, but he still didn’t share her baked rice in the end, there was a bowl of white rice in the bowl.

“Teacher Xiao Tao, eat this.” Gojo Satoru moved the plate that had not been placed in front of Genos to the direction of Love Ye Tao Ye.

Genos:  …

He quietly looked down at the rice in his bowl, and then at the baked rice in front of Lianye Taoye.

Something seemed to flash in Genos’ head, but he didn’t catch it at all.

He still didn’t realize Gojo Satoru was targeting him, but looked at the bowl in front of Kono Momoha with a thoughtful look.

“Senior sister, you can’t use chopsticks with your hands, can you?” He put down the bowl in his hand, stood up, and sat down on the other side of Lianye Taoye.

He finally knew what the sense of disobedience he felt just now was!

He even forgot the purpose of coming here!

Senior sister is injured, he is here to take care of senior sister, how can he eat first?

Genos picked up the spoon, dug out a spoonful of baked rice, and respectfully handed it to Lianye Taoye’s mouth, “Senior sister, please use—”

Love Ye Taoye hadn’t reacted yet, Wujo Satoru sitting beside her reacted even more than her, “Huh?!”

His eyebrows were raised high, his face darkened visibly to the naked eye, and when he patted the table, the dishes on the table shook twice, “You feed her?” How dare this kid feed Teacher Xiao Tao in front of him? ? ! !

“I should take care of Senior Sister.” Genos tilted his head, not knowing why.

Wutiao Wu’s nose was almost crooked with anger, “Of course I will feed the food I cook!”

He picked up the rice bowl on the table and filled a large spoon with a spoon, “Come on, Teacher Xiao Tao, eat me this–“

Lianye Taoye looked down at the two spoons handed in front of him, then looked up at the two handsome faces in front of him, and fell into silence.