"Brother Qingcheng, come on!" Chu Wanwan was shouting in the kitchen.

Yue Qingcheng was startled in the courtyard, and immediately jumped into the smoke-filled kitchen, but saw Chu Wanwan's face covered with black ash and white face, coughing like a little cat, he helplessly took a handkerchief to wipe her face, Chu Wanwan tilted his head and grinned, while enjoying his gentle and careful wiping of his face, while still chattering in his mouth.

"Hee-hee, it's useless to wipe it, it'll get dirty later."

"Bend, what are you doing?" He looked at the kitchen in confusion and the suspicious black residue in the pot.

"Make mooncakes!" Chu Wanwan said it as a matter of course, completely unaware that she had no talent for cooking.

"If you want to eat, I'll buy it." lest she make a mess of herself here, and almost blow up the kitchen.

"It's different, the moon cakes here are different from those in my hometown, most of the moon cakes here are wood and flower flavors, and there is no filling, and the same as osmanthus cakes, the taste is too light." Think of the mooncakes of your hometown, the double yellow lotus paste, the snow skin, the cranberries...... The thought of drooling waters.

"Then I'll help you, lest you hurt yourself." Yue Qingcheng said as he rolled up his sleeves.

"Don't don't, gentleman is far away from cooking, forget this sentence." Chu Wanwan continued to reconcile.

"I don't need to be a gentleman, I can be your husband." As he spoke, he hugged Chu Wanwan from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, looked at her and face, and helped her add a little water from time to time.

Yueqingcheng's snort was at Chu's crooked neck, she shrank itchyly, and smiled: "Let's go sit in the courtyard for a while and admire the moon, shall we?" ”

He whispered in her ear, and then flew to the roof with Chu Wanwan, put her down, and untied the cloak and put it on Chu Wanwan.

"The autumn frost is thick, don't catch the wind chill."

"Brother Qingcheng, look, the moon, here is also the roundest month of August 15, the same as my hometown." Chu Wanwan stretched out his hand and touched it, as if he could feel the cold of the moonlight.

"This will be your home from now on." Yue Qingcheng looked at Chu Wanwan, as if she was afraid that she would suddenly disappear one day, and her eyes were full of concentration.

The downstairs lights are lit up, and the whole street is brightly lit, surrounded by the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, rich and fragrant, Chu Wanwan is intoxicated by this beautiful scenery, and suddenly remembers.

"Ah, my mooncakes." Saying that, he was about to stand up, he didn't want to be on the roof, and he fell down all of a sudden, Yue Qingcheng caught her quickly, held her in his arms and was reluctant to let go, and was about to take the opportunity to kiss it, Chu Wanwan had already jumped down and rushed into the kitchen.

After a while, she held the mooncake she had just made (?). When I walked to the yard, I just got to the yard, but I saw three more people in the yard.

"Why are you here?"

"Author, let us wish the county lord a happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

After speaking, Yun Muchun was the first to come up: "What kind of delicious food did the county lord make?" ”

Hearing him say this, Shen Dongjin and Rao Moyang's eyes also came over.

"My hometown specialty is called moon cakes."

Rao Moyang's eyes were quick, and a light skill passed, and a piece of moon cake on the plate was held in his hand, he sat on the stone table and laughed: "The first time the little county lord cooked, I was the first person to taste it~" After speaking, he quickly took a bite and was silent in an instant.

Chu Wanwan asked expectantly: "How is it?" ”

Rao Moyang's facial features were distorted, but he remained silent, and after swallowing it, he exaggerated: "Oh my God, is this a moon cake?" It's delicious, I didn't expect Xiao Wanwan to have such good cooking skills. ”

When the other three heard him say this, they all looked at Chu Wanwan with blank eyes, and Chu Wanwan sent it down.

Yun Muchun took a big bite with trust, chewed it twice, and tears came down: "County Lord...... This mooncake ...... What kind of stuffing is it? ”

Chu Wanwan: "Wuren's." ”

He was teary-eyed, for fear that he would be unhappy if he spit it out, and he regretted it in his heart, he knew that he wouldn't have taken such a big bite, he couldn't swallow it, and he couldn't spit it out.

And Yue Qingcheng had already seen Rao Moyang's fake acting skills, but he still tasted it lightly, and there was a hint of cracking on his calm face, and he spoke after a while: "Wanwan, the taste of your hometown...... It's unique. ”

Shen Dongjin didn't doubt him, bit down gracefully, then rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Haha, you've been fooled, everyone is in trouble!" Rao Moyang laughed insolently, "Little Wanwan, your moon cake is really poisonous, look at Shen Dongjin, hahahaha." ”

Chu bent his waist: "You guys! I don't know how to appreciate it, and I actually treated me like this, I'll go to the author now to change the script greatly! I'm going to be single! Be free! ”

"Don't, county lord, don't you like Chun'er?" Yun Muchun was the first to come up and hug Chu Wanwan.

"Don't hold my little bend, it's mine." Rao Moyang didn't agree.

Shen Dongjin also fought quietly: "The county lord's favorite is me." ”

Yue Qingcheng frowned: "Really? ”

Chu bent his head and hurt again: "Author, you still don't come out for me!" Look at the good things you've done! I said okay to let me have a holiday with Brother Qingcheng today, what's going on? ”

Author Jun (voiceover): "Don't rob it, I called you over to say blessings to readers, this is an extra, it's useless to grab it." ”

Everyone looked at each other, outside? It means that he doesn't have to be the actor in Yueqingcheng, right? Thinking about it, the land grabbing became more intense, and the scene was uncontrollable for a while, and the author knew that he was in trouble, so he immediately took advantage of the chaos and left.

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"Eh, I have a question, in the future, will I be the county lord or the county horse, or will you be the emperor and I will be the queen?" Chu Wanwan suddenly became surprised.

"Whatever you want." Yue Qingcheng smiled softly and replied unconcernedly.

"No, no, no! This is very important, and it determines whether I marry you or you marry me. Chu Wanwan pouted unapprovingly.

"Wanwan has the final say." Yueqingcheng let her choose.

Chu Wanwan thought carefully: "I want to be the master of my wife!" It's me who marries you, hehe, so that I can be the master of the house in the future, and I can bully you. ”

Yue Qingcheng nodded, agreed, and picked up Chu Wanwan horizontally and walked towards the back room.

Chu Wanwan felt as if something was wrong, and struggled: "Huh? Where are you going? ”

"Go back to the house and sleep." He looked at Chu's crooked little face, the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile, and he whispered in her ear as a matter of course, "Wait for my wife to go to bed." ”

"Now?" Chu Wanwan looked at the obviously extra lust in his indifferent eyes, and he was frightened.

"Didn't you say you were going to bully me?"

"I'm not...... Nonsense, how dare you. "Chu Wanwan has always been colored, and he likes to talk about it for a while, ordinary men are embarrassed to blush when she is teased like this, and he is so serious when he meets Yueqingcheng, he is pressed on the bed and educated him seriously every time, and Chu Wanwan is a person who has been taught repeatedly.

Yueqingcheng would not let her go, and locked the door.

Chu Wanwan looked at the closed door, knowing that the catastrophe was coming, he could only tremble and refuse, and smiled: "Hehe, Brother Qingcheng, I'll give me a day off tonight for this big holiday, okay?" ”

"Let you be on top." Yueqingcheng couldn't refuse to put her on the bed.

After a while, Chu Wanwan's pleading came from the house: "Don't, Brother Qingcheng spare my life, I don't dare to be my wife!" ”

Later, whenever others asked the county lord how the Mid-Autumn Festival was, Chu Wanwan immediately recalled the lesson of tonight, well, the moon is quite round, and his ass hurts.

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