Temari was originally a prop for the noble ladies in the palace to play games, but later it became a cultural tradition and the production became more and more exquisite.

Without some background, I really can't buy high-quality products.

Over the years, Daimaru has only seen Miss Saye make Temari made with special spider silk and high-quality fish glue and other materials, which is more valuable than an ordinary puppet.

According to a sister with ulterior motives, when Miss Sha Ye was unhappy, she blew her hard. If the quality was poor, she would not be able to withstand several tosses.

It is quite easy to make a dumpling for Daimaru, but a very complex toy like Temari is very complicated to make by hand, let alone make a Temari-shaped dish.

"Can't do it? I see you can even spell fish, roses, and rabbit fruit plates, and castle egg tarts are also quite good. A Temari shouldn't be a big problem..."

"I'll try!"

After gritting his teeth, Dawan still agreed.

"If it doesn't work, don't hold on. Although your dishes are almost done, they are pretty good!"

"My 'Red Sand Dust' will be silenced!"

Turning around and walking into the kitchen, the sound of bowls and basins hitting inside suddenly came.

More than ten minutes later, Daimaru, who came again with the plate, uncovered the lid, and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw the purple, yellow and red lines in the middle of the purple, yellow and red lines, Temari waving the fan, covered with the wisps that the young woman could hold in one hand.

It was supposed to be very beautiful, but there seemed to be something wrong during the steaming process. The originally slender and graceful girl turned into the appearance of a fat aunt, and her beautiful face changed shape like a Ukiyo-e.

"It seems that it has failed, the thermal expansion and contraction are really hard to control!"

Daimaru grabbed the back of his head in embarrassment.

Not to mention the present, even in the past life, it is quite difficult to use the changes in hot and cold to make the desired fine shape.

"This is the result of you who have been busy for so long? The flour fermented and expanded due to heat, and the coloring seasonings were blurred. In addition, the fruit juice has oozed out and can still be seen now. When it gets colder, it will be even more ugly!"

"Time is still too tight. Try a few more times and it should be much better!"

"Forget it!"

Temari generously copied his chopsticks, picked up his hand and ate it in a few bites and swallowed it.

"It tastes sloppy! I'm not a devil, I won't force myself! As long as you answer my question..."

"Please say it!"

Temari, who took a deep breath, stared at Daimaru for a moment, asked with some anxiety and hope:

"Have you ever regretted choosing me?"

"Um?"

Damaru raised his eyebrows,

"Are you worried that I, who is so greedy, will be greedy and fall in love with me?"

Temari shook her head:

"I used to think that as long as I am good enough, I would be qualified to choose the best things for granted. Later I realized that it was not! At least, I didn't have the confidence to be a qualified girlfriend and a satisfying good wife..."

How to drive away the young girl who covets her boyfriend? Temari found that the idea that she had become more powerful and better than she would have to be invincible is really naive.

Daimaru waved his hand, interrupted Temari, and said slowly:

"Who isn't it? A bunch of men and women who had no relationship left the original family circle and slowly approached and tied the knot. How courageous it took! It was because of expectations that they were worried about gains and losses!"

Unlike those young men who have not forgotten to love each other when the crisis of the world destruction comes, Daimaru and Temari have too many hearts and cannot spend too much energy on men and women falling in love with each other.

"If you want to get married, go get married. If you want to be single, you will regret it no matter how you choose..."

"What does this mean?"

Temari asked in confusion.

"There are always times when people are not satisfied. Isn't it natural to identify girls who have loved them since childhood..."

Is this a reason?

Temari thought that he was not a serious childhood sweetheart and had nothing to do with the world from heaven.

Whichever wins or loses from the sky or childhood sweethearts is not depends on the color of the hair, nor does it have any blonde defeated dogs.

"Don't you feel sorry? Miss Saya, Yakuma, and Chidu have helped you so much..."

"Their future is not with me!"

It’s hard to say what will happen in the future. At least now, Daimaru has no idea that there are many wives and concubines, and time management is too tiring.

There will be rewards when you give, and it does not exist in the love market.

"The idea is firm, but you can't refuse it thoroughly?"

Daimaru replied casually:

"I have already refused the other side of Yama Yakumo, Miss Saya and Chi, but I have never said any admiration to me. Did I be self-indulgent and sent them a good person card?"

"Well?"

Temari didn't know how to express her opinion. Qian was his friend for many years and did not do anything special. As for Miss Saye, the two of them had been in a bad mood since childhood, and probably wouldn't pay attention to him, but continued to do whatever they wanted.

"If it were ordinary vixen, I would have made them look good long ago. Look at what kind of women you are provoking, and they are all weird!"

Like Yuno and Leman, they seem to be more stubborn, but they are actually easier to deal with. Aika Shizutani and Saho are not bad in appearance or figure, but they have been with Daimaru for so long, but they haven't had any small flames of love.
Chapter completed!