General, do you eat sugar? (17)
"If Yue'er thinks it's too early to marry me, I can also ask my father to postpone the marriage later."
Mo Yunchuan walked into the pavilion, sat down beside Si Nan, and handed her the things wrapped in oiled paper in his hand.
"Fuyuan, your favorite dim sum, do you want to eat?"
Si Nan looked at the dim sum, and then looked at Mo Yunchuan.
Then I ate the dim sum without a fight.
Taking advantage of the situation to take Si Nan into his arms, Mo Yunchuan asked softly:
"Not angry?"
Pouting, Si Nan didn't answer.
Anyway, I haven't had a temper with him.
Mo Yunchuan lazily rested his chin on Si Nan's shoulder and watched her eat.
The action of eating paused, and Si Nan generously gave him the snack he had bitten into to taste.
The sun was shining, and the two people in the gazebo added a bit of tranquility to the spring day.
After eating, Si Nan's anger also disappeared.
Hugging Mo Yunchuan's neck like a cat, she had no intention of sweeping the pond behind the pavilion, her eyes stagnant.
Noticing Si Nan's distraction, Mo Yunchuan followed her line of sight.
I saw that many goldfish in the pond turned white.
Si Nan thought for a while and muttered in a low voice:
"It can't be the half of the pastry I just threw in, right?"
Half a block?
"You ate?" Mo Yunchuan quickly took her hand and checked her pulse.
Si Nan nodded.
"What's wrong?" There was a slight nervousness in his cool tone.
Taking Mo Yunchuan's expression into his eyes, Si Nan felt a little interesting.
"I'm fine."
Tilting her head, she continued:
"Dad said that our ancestors all opened medical clinics, but they only became officials in his generation, and our Zuo family's physique is somewhat special, and they are born with no poison. So, the poison in this pastry is useless to me. ”
Mo Yunchuan breathed a sigh of relief and asked:
"What kind of pastry is on the table?"
Si Nan stretched out his finger and pointed.
"Ah Qing."
His face turned a little cold, and Mo Yunchuan called out a name.
Outside the pavilion, a person knelt down after a moment.
Looking at the plate of pastries that Si Nan had eaten on the table, Mo Yunchuan commanded:
"Take it back and find out."
Si Nan, who was sitting in Mo Yunchuan's arms, watched as Ah Qing took away the pastry at a very fast speed, and then disappeared again.
That speed, come and go without a trace.
Thoughtfully looking at the man beside him, Si Nan couldn't help but kiss his face.
It seems that he underestimated his strength before.
Mo Yunchuan's back stiffened, and he looked at Si Nan in a daze.
This is the first time Yue'er has kissed her.
Adam's apple couldn't help but roll a little, and he forced himself to look away.
"I'll tell you one more thing." Si Nan mysteriously leaned into Mo Yunchuan's ear:
"The Hundred Poison Cure will improve your physique, so now you are also immune to the Hundred Poisons."
Otherwise, how could Zuo Yuanchuan say that she begged him to give it to Mo Yunchuan.
Ancestral stuff is still a bit rare.
Even the emperor didn't know about the existence of this thing.
If it is known to outsiders, there may be some bloody trouble.
The eyelashes trembled slightly, and Mo Yunchuan hugged Si Nan and kissed her forehead:
"I was wrong, I thought it was an outsider who saved me."
Si Nan nodded approvingly:
"So, you have to repay me."
"Hmm." Looking at her with lowered eyes, Mo Yunchuan responded in a low voice.
Looking at it, his gaze fell on Si Nan's pink lips.
Something seemed to be stirring in my heart.
The two were so close that they could feel each other's breathing.
Mo Yunchuan slowly lowered his head, shortening the distance between the two little by little.
"Meow~"
A cat's meow suddenly sounded.
Si Nan was diverted and staggered Mo Yunchuan with his head tilted.
His eyes dimmed, and Mo Yunchuan raised his head.
I saw a white figure jumping lightly onto the table in the pavilion, slapping off everything placed on it with one paw, and sitting down as if no one was around, licking his cat's paws.
The shiny white cat's paws were stained with some red liquid.