This Legend is Fishy Chapter 6

The little fish was eating sweets along the way, and the little dagger, who had a special liking for sweets, raised his head obediently after the candy in his mouth completely melted, and stared with his eyes that seemed to be full of mist. Looking at him.

Candelabra fell quickly.

He changed from a gentle and stern fusangshen into a mobile automatic sugar delivery machine.

So, by the time we reached the kitchen door, the candelabra-cut pockets were empty. He stood silently at the door of the kitchen for a few minutes, then finally shook his head and stepped through the door helplessly with River.

Anyway, they had all been eaten, and Candlestick Chee silently comforted himself in his heart that Xiaozhen's portion should be bought for him another day.

Fu Sangshen, who had completely let go of his psychological burden, put the cherry blossoms he was holding on the stove. He turned on the faucet and washed his hands. When he turned his head, he saw the small dagger holding a low stool looking up at him.

Noticing Candouchiri's gaze, Little Gummy showed a slightly green smile, "I'll help too."

She bent down and placed the low stool on the ground, and then waited expectantly for Candelabra to assign tasks to her.

Being watched by Candlestick with "eager" eyes, he silently swallowed back the words "No need, I'll just come".

To be honest, he didn't believe that the little girl in front of him who was seriously rolling up her sleeves could cook. After all, she was currently focused on rolling up her sleeves --- sliding them down --- again. The process of rolling up.

Although it's cute to be so clumsy but serious at the same time, as a fusangshen who pursues perfection, Todachi Kiri can't help it.

He took a few steps forward and motioned to River to extend his hand.

The little dagger stretched out his hand obediently and watched as the other party carefully and gently helped him roll up his sleeves bit by bit.

The strands of hair beside River's ears fell down as she lowered her head. The contact between the hair and her skin made her feel a little itchy. She subconsciously turned her head slightly and raised her shoulders to push the strands away.

Candlestick looked up at her. He showed a thoughtful expression for a moment, and then reached out to help pin up her hair.

"As expected, it's better to tie it up..." He muttered.

River's hair did not match her solemn clothes. There were no accessories at all. Although her naturally spread hair was as smooth as satin, it looked a little thin against the backdrop of the complicated clothes.

River herself didn't realize this, but it was undeniable that her loose hair was a bit inconvenient now. She reached out and touched her clothes all over, but she couldn't find even a usable rope.

Zhudike saw the other party's embarrassment, and showed a helpless smile on his face, then motioned to River to wait, and walked to the door.

However, before going out, he turned around again and said to River, "Don't stand on the stool all the time. Be careful of falling."

For people who are meeting for the first time, it is a bit overwhelming.

But River didn't seem to mind. She just said softly, then lifted up the hem of her long clothes and jumped off the stool.

... Candlestick, who had watched the whole process, felt that he was now like an overprotective father who was worried that his child would be hurt.

River didn't know much about Candlestick Cut's emotional inner world. Her adventure in the kitchen begins after she cuts out the candle holder.

She no longer remembers how long she has been isolated from the world, but this does not prevent her from still being full of curiosity and joy about the world.

She reached out and turned on the faucet, tilting her head to study the transparent water spurting out of the faucet. In my ears I can hear the sound of the early autumn wind blowing through the trees, and the air is filled with an unknown sweet fragrance. She carefully put her hand under the water, and the flying water droplets splashed on her face.

"It's so cold..." She inadvertently puffed up her cheeks and complained softly to herself.

There were some hurried footsteps outside the door, and a prolonged, slightly complaining voice sounded a little sticky.

She turned on the faucet and turned around. In her sight, Fu Sangshen, who was wearing a red underwear and had a cute appearance, was being pulled into the kitchen by the candlestick with a look of reluctance.

"So---why do you have to bring me to the kitchen---"

Candlestick smiled and accepted the other person's complaint. He let go of his hand, with a somewhat distressed look on his face. "Actually, it's because I'm not very good at tying other people's hair, so I have to ask you to help. Please, California." temple."

"Eh---" the other party's expression seemed to be depressed for a moment. "In that case, you can bring her over."

The kitchen is always filled with oil smoke and accumulated wood, especially when a fire is made. The ashes and smell generated by burning always make California Qingguang shy away from the kitchen.

"I'm not very good at making fires and cooking---" Even if you ask him to help in the kitchen, you will definitely get this answer.

But this time, his attention was quickly attracted by the small dagger in front of him that had stepped back onto the stool in order to wash his hands.

River, who could only dry her hands because there was no towel, looked a little stiff in her posture at the moment. She stood with her back to the window, and the sunlight gave her a golden outline.

It looks like a doll with an exquisite appearance.

But the next second the little doll remembered the instructions given when the candlestick was cut out of the door. She jumped down from the low stool in a panic, pretending to be nonchalant.

California Qingguang stared at the new colleague in front of him with red and transparent eyes. He put his hands on his H!ps and sighed slightly, "Really, I know, leave it to me."

He still looked a little reluctant, but when his fingers touched the girl's soft and slender hair, he let out a gentle sigh.

Like black satin with a slight luster under the sun, it still has a slight coolness even if it is illuminated. California Qingguang felt that his love for beauty was aroused by the other party in an instant. He changed his attitude, which was as lazy as a black cat, and became excited.

But soon, he discovered that he had made a big mistake. Because he was temporarily dragged here by the candlestick, he had nothing to tie his hair with.

He puffed up his cheeks in dissatisfaction, with an expression that suggested "it was all the candlestick's fault."

Fu Sangshen, who was holding the end of his hair with his fingertips, took off the hair rope tied to his hair after a brief hesitation. His fingers passed through the girl's hair. Although his expression looked a little depressed, his movements were Too gentle.

Outside the window is the warm sunshine, and behind you is the gentle Fu Sangshen.

In this peaceful, quiet and harmonious atmosphere, River almost fell asleep.

Little Dagger, who was still standing but had closed his eyes in a daze, was fighting against sleepiness to stay awake.

But even though she thought she was still awake, her swaying body gave away the fact that she was about to fall asleep standing up.

Are you a cat that falls asleep when its fur is stroked?

California Qingguang complained silently in his heart. He blinked and suddenly moved his hand to River's neck as if he had bad intentions.

"Yeah!" Unexpectedly, River seemed to wake up immediately. She jumped forward suddenly, then turned around and covered her neck, staring at California Qingguang with an aggrieved look.

I feel like mist will appear in my eyes in the next second...

California Qingguang sighed in his heart. He stretched out his hand and pulled his hair that was half-unraveled. He smiled awkwardly, "Sorry, I didn't expect to scare you."

He looked at the girl who was also embarrassed and said "It doesn't matter, I reacted too much", and suddenly took off the cherry blossom hairpin that had been pinned to her clothes.

He walked up to the girl, and when she looked up at him while still protecting her neck, he gently pushed back her scattered hair with his hands.

"Don't move---" he said in a long voice, and then put the cherry blossom hairpin in her hair while the other party looked at her in surprise.

"This is a hairpin I made myself, so I'll give it to you." He smiled, and the slightly exposed tiger teeth made him look particularly cute.

"Consider it a meeting gift! I am California Qingguang, let's get along well in the future!"