My love simulation with them

What kind of gameplay is this?

Passers-by were a little surprised.

But Nanxiang didn't care about this at all in the future.

Unleashing her natural instincts, she walked forward and asked Nango Toki and Akane Shinjo about the ingredients in the market from time to time.

But Akane Shinjo is different from Nango Toki who has the skill "Nango Ichizato's Happy Cooking Skills".

Facing the questions raised by Nan Xiang in the future, she would sometimes get stuck and not know how to answer.

At this time, Nan Xiangshi always stood up and answered her questions with a smile.

"——Oh, dad is really more powerful, right? I really don't know how mom managed to marry such an outstanding person like dad at that time."

After the shopping session was over, Nanxiang sighed in the future.

At this time, there is still one hour left.

For Nanxiang people, these hours are more than enough to cook a meal.

Back home, Nanxiang Shi began to process the ingredients.

Nanxiang prefers fried food in the future.

That is, high-calorie foods such as fried chicken nuggets and fried tempura. Similarly, she also likes to eat yakitori, grilled meat and other foods.

Even though becoming an actress in Japan requires a very good figure, she can't give up these favorite foods.

requirements for my daughter.

When I was in Nanxiang, I was naturally satisfied with what I could.

A special sauce was made in Nanxiang.

Then he fried most of the ingredients he bought in the form of fried food, and then cooked some home-cooked side dishes that Nanxiang wanted to eat in the future. A meal that was not particularly rich was put on the table.

"Ah - you are indeed a father, hiccup -"

Covering his stomach, he burped in an unladylike manner. Nanxiang wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth with satisfaction in the future. When he looked at Nanxiang with his eyes, his face was filled with curiosity:

"I really don't know how dad can cook such delicious food... You know in my timeline, even if mothers often cook, they can't compare to the meals you cook."

When I was in Nanxiang in the future world, I rarely cooked.

But as soon as he makes the meal.

The dining table at home is bound to be packed.

The things he makes seem to have some kind of power to soothe the heart.

As long as you eat it, you can forget the troubles in life and face it calmly.

Just like what the male protagonist Liu Pleiades said in the old animation "Chinese Ichiban", "Cooking is something that can bring happiness to people."

She sighed...but the sigh had not yet come out.

The body that was originally stable and solid slowly began to fluctuate in the next moment.

"ah...?"

Look at your fingers that are gradually becoming illusory. Nanxiang Mirai said "ah", and then smiled with some relief:

"Oh...it seems like the time has really come..."

Nanxiang propped up his body in the future and sat up again

She looked at the palm of her hand that gradually appeared as a ghost, and murmured to herself: "I never felt that before... Why did I suddenly feel today that... three hours passed so quickly."

Yes.

As the three links of gaming, shopping and eating passed...

The originally tight three hours were running out.

She...is going back to the future world.

Chapter 269. Akane Shinjo wants to be a mother? 4,000 words

Nanxiang is leaving in the future.

This is an unshakable fact.

Nanxiang Shi also took advantage of these three hours to inquire with the simulator whether her stay could be extended.

But obviously, this is impossible.

After all, Nanxiang Shi's previous actions have caused major changes in the future.

Allowing Nanxiang Mirai to stay for three more hours seems to have done the best the simulator can do.

At this time, looking at her slow and illusive figure.

Nanxiang Shi and Akane Shinjo didn't say anything more.

The two people just walked over, one on the left and the other on the right, surrounding Nanxiang Mirai in the middle.

He reached out his hand and gently held her palm.

I hadn't noticed before that my daughter's hands were so small...

So is the body...

So slim...

The smell on your body...is it the fragrance of the shower gel you use? Smells good...

Their palms gradually tightened.

Three hours is too short a time for three people.

Just like a moment.

"Dad, Mom, don't miss me after I leave."

Nan Xiang's future face began to sway like a shadow in a bronze mirror. Only her quirky voice was so clear, and the teasing meaning in it was particularly clear: "Don't do some indescribable things in advance just because you miss me so much. ..."

She hummed and then continued seriously:

"Being pregnant among high school students is a big deal, so don't do anything stupid."

"..." Nango Toki and Shinjo Akane both glanced sideways at Nango Mirai speechlessly.

This rebellious woman.

Even at this time, he is still restless.

That mouth has to tell dirty jokes to be happy.

He shook his head helplessly.

This time Nanxiang didn't raise his hand to pat her on the head.

He didn't want Nanxiang who returned to the future to be upset about him raising his hand and slapping her on the head.

Nanxiang continued to talk in the future.

She never spoke until now.

Now let’s talk about living habits.

"Mom, do you often stay up late at night to study, right? This is not okay. Staying up late often will affect your height. Look at you now, your height should be only 1.5 meters, right? This is too short."

As Nango Mirai spoke, he stretched out his hand to make a gesture on Akane Shinjo's head.

But the 'hand' she extended can no longer be said to be a 'hand' now.

It looked more like a blur of light and shadow.

"...I'm also working hard."

Shinjou Akane listened to her daughter's words and spoke a little embarrassedly.

She also knew that her height was too shabby.

When standing next to Nanxiang Shi, or even kissing Nanxiang Shi, you need to stand on tiptoe.

This led her to secretly download a lot of 'height-increasing exercises' from the Internet as practice methods.

It's just that the effect is not too obvious.

Akane Shinjo spoke.

Nanxiang will look at Nanxiang again in the future.

She may have wanted to do the "clenched fist to cheer" action, but since her figure had begun to become unreal, she could only raise her hand and look at Nanxiang seriously:

"Dad, it's not just the future. I also hope you can save the current Matsuzaka mother."

She shook her head gently: "Otherwise... Xiaoyan would be so pitiful."

Yes.

Although under the description of Nanxiang.

Matsuzaka Shio already lives with them.

And let go of the past.

But in Nango Mirai's view, Matsuzaka Satou's passing will still be a scar in the other's heart.

Even though the scar has been healed by the Nanxiang family... the traces of the injury will still remain.

She didn't want to see that happen.

Since they are a family, of course she also wants to see Matsuzaka Shio and Matsuzaka Sugar achieve happiness together.

For this reason, she could only place her hope on Nanxiang Shi.

Her voice was gentle but firm.

And Nanxiang didn't say much.

He just nodded, and then spoke in a particularly smooth voice:

"good."

"..." Nanxiang said in the future.

There are no other words.

It was just a syllable, a character, but it allowed her to experience an endless sense of stability.

This is the charm of her father...Nanxiang Shi.

Nanxiang Mirai breathed a sigh of relief.

With her father's promise, she can rest assured.

Nanxiang will continue to talk in the future.

Continue to speak and continue communicating with Nango Toki and Shinjo Akane.

"Also, don't feel so sorry for Mei Yi in the future. I'm obviously your daughter too, shouldn't you also care about me?"

"Also, that guy Yuna is getting more and more outrageous. She even said she wanted to trick dad into going to her room. Dad, you must be careful not to raise her to be a father-controller. That's disgusting!"

"And..."

"besides..."

Nanxiang continued talking in the future.

But I don't know why.

The more we talk about it later.

There are thousands of words in my heart that I can't express.

It's like there's something stuck in my heart.

Stuffy and stuffy.

Just at this time.

There was a feeling of being caressed from the top of his head.