Chapter Seventy-Two: Triumphant Jiang Ye
"I know you haven't slept yet, waiting for my old wine!"
Jiang Ye walked to the charcoal brazier and sat down, and said with a doting expression.
"Come less, it's clear that you want to come, right?"
Ye Xuan secretly glanced at the two pots of old wine that Jiang Ye put on the small coffee table next to her, smelling the smell of wine, the wine worms in her stomach had already flooded her stomach.
Jiang Ye pretended not to see it, Ye Xuan's face was greedy, and deliberately said: "Yes, yes, then I'll take my old wine and go!" After that, Jiang Ye pretended to take the wine, and he was sure that Ye Xuan would stop it.
Sure enough, Ye Xuan took the old wine, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Huh! If you have taken it all, how can you take it back? ”
Jiang Ye withdrew his jade hand in the air and smiled softly, "Do you want me to get a few side dishes?" ”
There is no food to drink alcohol, but it is easy to get drunk if it hurts your body, even if it is a plate of peanuts.
"Go ahead! I went to the stove room and watched it. Ye Xuan elegantly picked up the teacup and tasted the fragrance of tea.
Jiang Ye looked at Ye Xuan with a leisurely face, he shook his head helplessly, got up from the mat and walked out.
A moment later, Jiang Ye walked in with a plate of peanuts and a plate of fried meat.
Ye Xuan and Jiang Ye here, drinking old wine, eating peanuts, chatting, this feeling is simply crooked!
And in the small building on the east side of Liuxiang Street, Shuang'er and Jinbao, who had been in a stalemate for an hour or two, still couldn't break through the line of defense, so they just sat down like this, they were really anxious for them!
"It's cold, be careful of catching a cold!"
It's a watchday, and the watchman outside is beating the gong, and his voice is loud and shouting.
Shuang'er raised her eyelids, secretly glanced at Jinbao opposite, and said in a nervous and small voice: "That, it's late, let's go to bed early!" ”
People say: The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold overnight, and the candle night in the cave room has to be noisy for half a night, but they did sit for half a night, hehe!
Jin Bao was bold, listened to his heartbeat, got up and walked towards Shuang'er, picked up Shuang'er on the stool with shaking hands, and walked towards the red happy bed.
Frost shyly buried her head in Jinbao's arms and reached out to wrap her arms around Jinbao's neck.
The two people who were in close contact with each other were numb like an electric shock, and there was an indescribable feeling.
Perhaps, this is love!
"Go and put out the red candle!"
Frost lowered her head and whispered.
Jinbao, who was staring at Shuang'er, was stunned, and it took a long time to react, and then he got up and went to extinguish the red candle.
Jinbao, who returned to the bed, first took off his robe, and then stretched out his trembling hands to the frost beside him, nervously fading the frost's happy clothes.
He hugged Shuang'er, bowed his head and brushed Shuang'er's thin lips, and Shuang'er responded nervously.
The two of them were sticking to each other like this, doing indescribable shameful things, listening to each other's panting and breathing, and feeling each other's love.
After tossing for more than an hour, both of them were exhausted, panting and exhausted on the bed.
Jinbao gently hugged Frost in his arms, lowered his head and dropped a kiss on her forehead, and Frost lay softly on Jinbao's chest.
At this moment, she felt as if her body bones were falling apart, and her lower limbs were also in hot pain, and she couldn't touch them.
The two newcomers who tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time and finished the ceremony of Zhou Gong were tired and half dead, and soon, the two hugged each other and fell asleep.
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Meanwhile.
The two people on the other side of Zhuyuan were also drunk and unconscious, and fell asleep on the coffee table.
The empty wine jug on the coffee table was crooked, the wine glasses were poured horizontally and vertically, and the remaining peanuts were knocked over by the empty wine jug, and the peanuts were splashed on the coffee table.
The carbon fire in the charcoal brazier has been extinguished, and the temperature in the house is passing silently bit by bit.
The bamboo outside was creaky in the wind, and although it was not snowing, the water on the ground was quietly freezing.
Early the next morning, Ye Xuan, who was woken up by the cold, rubbed her dull and aching head, raised her heavy eyelids, and looked at Jiang Ye, who was sleeping like a pig opposite.
She stretched out her hand to stabilize the coffee table, stood up with difficulty, walked into her room crookedly, picked up a quilt from the bed, and walked out to cover Jiang Ye on the coffee table.
After putting a soup woman at Jiang Ye's feet, he staggered back to his room, fell on the bed without taking off his shoes, pulled the quilt on the side, and fell asleep in a daze.
When she woke up again, it was already noon, and the whole room was warm, just like the temperature of summer.
Ye Xuan rubbed her temples on both sides, got up and lifted the quilt, walked to the flowers, and drank two cups of hot water in a row, only then did she feel more sober.
She sniffed the smell of rice and walked out of the room, looking at the steaming food on the small coffee table next to the charcoal brazier, and she couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
"You get up, sit down and eat, I'm thinking about putting down the soup and going in and calling you out to eat!"
Jiang Ye, who walked in, looked at Ye Xuan, who was standing by the coffee table with a greedy look, and said softly.
Ye Xuan raised her head and asked in disbelief, "You did all this?" ”
"Or else?"
Jiang Ye put the hot down and asked very proudly.
Ye Xuan pursed her lips, squatted down, sat cross-legged on the cotton mat, and said in her heart: This guy has trained himself to become a chef? It seems that the color of these dishes is not bad, but I don't know how it tastes.
Ye Xuan picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched a chopsticks with an attractive aroma of stir-fried kidney flowers, which smelled good.
"Hmm~"
A bite of stir-fried kidney flowers is as cool as eating ice cream in summer, "I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good, you are too inconsistent, you are the name of the richest young master in Jiangzhou, right?" ”
Jiang Ye was not modest at all, and said triumphantly: "My cooking skills are good, right?" I felt that I could compare to the imperial chef in the court. ”
He put a chopstick of steamed carp into his mouth, enjoyed the smell of the carp remaining in his mouth, and said with disdain: "Who stipulates that only the children of poor families can cook?" ”
"You're not humble at all! Give you a little sunshine and you'll be brilliant. ”
Ye Xuan took a sip of mushroom and vegetable soup and said, "I don't know if it can be comparable to the imperial chef in the palace, but with your current cooking skills, you will definitely not lose money if you go to open a restaurant on Liuxiang Street." ”
"Hahaha!" After Ye Xuan finished speaking, she couldn't help laughing when she thought of Jiang Ye wearing an apron and a shiny face.