When Shen Lingjun turned to the kitchen, Su Musha was kneading dough.

She walked over to the table against the wall, where she usually used to put her things, stretched out her legs and hooked a stool to sit down, and reached out to support her crooked head.

That time before, she was sick and slept in bed, and she didn't see the process of cooking noodles by Young Master Su himself.

It's quite visually impactful to see it in person.

The dusty young man in white stood in the kitchen, as chic as attending a banquet, his cuffs slightly rolled up, and his hands kneading the flour skillfully and slowly.

Shen Lingjun sat on his side, so he could see the perfect side face, the hanging eyelashes were long and dense, the corners of the eyes were slightly upturned, with seductive lines, and they were drawn down until the slightly tight jaw.

Shen Lingjun was full of interest, and when he thought that Su Sanshao could not only go to the hall, but also enter the kitchen, not to mention how proud he was, the key was that this kitchen was only for himself.

Of course, Su Musha's master Sword Saint doesn't count.

Su Musha had already noticed it since she came in, and the corners of his mouth tightened and let out a very faint smile, turned his head to look at her smiling smart black eyes, and said, "Angry?" ”

Shen Lingjun's naturally crimson lips were picked, and he said with a smile: "It depends on whether your noodles can make me happy to eat." ”

Su Musha asked again, "How are you happy?" ”

Shen Lingjun stood up, put his hands behind his back, leaned forward, poked his head out of his right arm, bent his eyebrows and smiled: "Lord Ben has a lot of rewards!" ”

Because of this posture, a few broken hairs in her ears naturally fell down and stuck to her delicate face, Su Mu covered it, and picked her back easily, but she forgot to knead the flour on her hands, so she put some white powder on her face.

He raised his arm again and gently wiped it off with his clean wrist.

Shen Lingjun touched his cheeks: "What's wrong?" He deliberately laughed again: "There are flowers?" ”

When I didn't meet, I missed the itchy cat's claws in my heart, but when I really saw it, she couldn't control her mouth, she always thought about bullying, bullying, flirting, and flirting, and then playing petty tempers, Su Musha, who was grinding, was helpless, and Shen Lingjun was satisfied.

But Shen Lingjun forgot that Su Sanshao was an extremely smart person, of course, he learned everything the fastest.

Su Musha wiped his hands with a cloth, stared at her face for a long time with serious eyes, and then his fingertips swept from between his eyebrows to his face little by little, and nodded with a light smile: "Well, it's very beautiful." ”

Shen Lingjun felt that the itch on his face was more itchy than that of a cat's claws, and even his ears were hot, he reached out and touched his nose and eyes to look around, and changed the topic and said, "The noodles are not finished yet!" ”

Su Musha looked away and continued the movements of his hands, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was not returned.

Shen Lingjun looked at the sky, and there was a sense of being molested.

After a while, Shen Lingjun came over a little boredly.

Seeing that his fingers were turning the flour evenly and powerfully, and the originally lazy powder was becoming more and more tenacious, he suddenly became interested, and said, "I'll try it." ”

Su Musha didn't speak, so he moved to the side to make way for her.

Shen Lingjun rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands with the bucket next to him, and then began to rub it like him.

Originally, according to Shen Lingjun's intelligence, both Su Musha and herself were quite confident. But I don't know what went wrong, and my hands-on ability is not a little worse.

In the end, the two of them looked at the flour that was about to take shape and asked her to make a mess, wet, slimy unknown object, and there was a little silence for a moment.

After a long while, Shen Lingjun took a step back without a trace, and forced himself to put on a serious face and said, "Lord Ben is doing big things, so let's leave this kind of small matter to Brother Su." ”

Su Musha glanced at her faintly, raised a finger and tapped her nose: "Lord Shen is still very self-aware sometimes. ”

Shen Lingjun couldn't hear the teasing meaning in the middle, wrinkled his nose, and the two hands that had not had time to be cleaned simply pressed on his face, and he still felt angry, so he simply rubbed hard.

After a long time, he bent his eyes and said with a smile: "Now it's really white." ”

Don't reunite, even if a person like Su Musha, who never shows his mood, is in a particularly good mood tonight, and even jokes: "Does Lord Shen have it?" ”

Shen Lingjun was slightly surprised by this transformation, and then patted his chest: "It must be packed." "is handsome, rich and at home, and there is no second one in the world for such a 'little white face'.

Su Mu's dark eyes fixed on her face, and she raised her eyebrows: "How much money is Lord Shen going to pay." ”

Shen Lingjun's eyes rolled, the corners of his mouth hooked upward, and under the gaze of the deep black eyes on the other side, he suddenly stretched out a hand to pinch his chin, then stood on tiptoe, raised his head and gently pressed it.

The lips made contact with each other for a short time, and they separated without any taste.

"That's it?" Su Mu covered his eyes, and the shadow brought down by his upper eyelashes blocked the look in his eyes.

The light in the kitchen was not too bright, and it happened that another wind blew in, and the wind passed between the two of them, and it only felt that it had shrunk the world to size.

The two of them were so close that Shen Ling could feel Su Musha's breath spraying on his cheeks, warm and numb, making his heart swell with an unknown feeling, like a hot stream, and like a throbbing.

"Lord Shen should be ready." With a clear and light voice, the thin lips were lifted, and the smile was so faint that it was almost invisible: "The price of supporting me is very high." ”

Shen Lingjun blinked, wanting to say something, but after opening his mouth, he couldn't make a sound for a while.

The pupils shrank, only feeling a slight coolness on the lips, and then slowly warming, and the strong breath tossed and rubbed between each other's lips.

The black and big eyes like cat pupils were in a trance, his body was a little light, the soles of his feet were floating and soft, and he couldn't help but raise his hand and grab Su Musha's collar, puffing out his cheeks because he forgot to breathe, with a transparent and just right amount of ruddy.

After a kiss, Su Musha lowered his head against Shen Lingjun's forehead, and at a distance of less than a centimeter, he could clearly see his figure reflected in the other party's clear black eyes.

The smoke of the kitchen fills this ambiguity, and even the flowing air seems warm and blurry.

Fragments of light fell through the window into Su Musha's dark eyes, causing his already beautiful eyes to be dyed with a strange look, making Shen Lingjun instantly stunned.

She has always known that this man is extremely good-looking, the man's clarity and beauty, with the loneliness and coldness of being isolated from others, has a kind of aura of its own.

"Ling'er, you can be shy at this time." Su Musha's voice was as cool as the moonlight in early spring: "Remember to breathe." ”

Shen Lingjun was only stunned, and then felt the softness on his lips fit again. She thought with some annoyance, it makes no sense that he is a novice, he is better than herself!

Therefore, Lord Shen, who was never willing to be subservient to others, immediately reacted quickly and took the initiative, let go of the hand that was holding the collar, lifted it up, and hooked his neck directly. Because of the height gap, I feel that my neck is very sore after looking up for a long time, but this problem is naturally difficult for Lord Shen, who is smart in ice and snow.

Without careful consideration, Shen Lingjun exerted a slight force with both hands, and the whole person jumped up, hanging directly on Su Musha's body, hooking his tight waist with his feet, and his squinted eyes burned with a fierce fighting spirit, just like going to the battlefield.

Su Mu's brows moved slightly, his black eyes flashed with a hint of interest, his hands passed under Shen Lingjun's armpits, clasped behind her back to support her body, and simply stopped, with some interest to see how she took the initiative.

Shen Lingjun's kiss was very unskillful, and even a little jerky, but Lord Shen, who was not good at hands-on ability, was still Lord Shen after all, so kissing and kissing showed her own style, and it was very meaningful during the sinking period.

Su Musha's heart is far from being calm on the surface, just like the sea, calm but undercurrent.

The smell that belongs to Shen Lingjun is full of his mouth and nose, fresh and fragrant, very light and very strong, so that he who has always been calm will inevitably begin to be confused.

What is the little witch a little witch, Su Musha thought so, and a touch of sweetness began to flood out from the inside out.

Outside the kitchen, shielded by the shadow of the trees, Shangguan Rou saw this scene in his eyes, first felt that these two broad daylight were too bold, which made her outsider's face flush with shyness, and then thought that if Shen Lingjun changed to her......

I thought about it several times, and I lost my mind for a while, and when I saw that the two of them had no intention of separating, I finally left in despair.

In the end, because of Shen Lingjun's troubles, the original flour was completely scrapped, and he had to start from scratch.

Su Musha also teased pointedly: "Ling'er, if you continue to stay, it is estimated that this dinner will become a supper." ”

At that time, Shen Lingjun held his red cheeks in both hands, pursed his lips, and decided that it was better to withdraw and wait obediently for the sake of his stomach.

When he came out of the kitchen, Shen Lingjun grabbed a handful of dates from a basket on the ground, stuffed one into Su Musha's mouth, and then wandered into the courtyard outside.

There were stone tables and round stools in the courtyard, Shen Lingjun sat on the stone table with his feet, stepped on the round stool, threw a date in his mouth, and looked up at the blue sky and white clouds that finally cleared.

The weather in Shuzhou is more sluggish than Luoyang, probably because of the recent rainstorms, and there is still a smell of earth in the air for a long time.

The flesh of the dates has been bitten off, and only the kernels of the dates are left to play with their tongues, absorbing the little sweetness that remains. The sharp jujube pits at both ends sometimes poked the inner wall of his lips, and there was a slight tingling sensation, and his tongue licked the place where it was poked, and Shen Lingjun suddenly paused.

Well...... The smell of the kiss just now seems to be still wrapped around the tip of the tongue.

"Miss Shen." Shangguan Rou saw Shen Lingjun sitting alone as if in a daze, and couldn't help but come over to say hello.

Shen Lingjun turned his head to look, hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, bowing his head slightly to say hello. She is usually very easy to get along with and very approachable, but Shangguan Rou's thoughts about Su Musha are too obvious, which makes Shen Lingjun very unhappy.