When the acacia cake was steamed, the woman lifted the steamer, and the steaming white gas came out, which was sweet and fragrant.

Chenguang grinned and raised two fingers to gesticulate, saying that she wanted two cakes.

Seeing that they were kind, the woman was no longer as nervous as before, and smiled and skewered two pieces of cake with a small bamboo stick, sprinkled some bean flour on them, and handed them to Chenguang. She glanced at Chenguang and Shen Run, and said with a special smile:

"Grandma eats Jicheng's acacia cake for the first time, there is a particular thing about eating this cake, if the husband and wife eat together, they need to eat a piece of cake to be complete."

Chenguang and Shen Run were stunned, Chenguang just took the two cakes, and when he heard this, the smile on his face froze, and he felt embarrassed inexplicably.

No wonder the couples before them came together but only bought a piece of cake, she thought it was because the man only wanted to buy it for his daughter-in-law, and she was more generous, thinking about bringing one to Xiao Yun by the way, it turned out that there was something particular about it.

Shen Run listened to the woman's words, and subconsciously glanced at Chenguang, his expression did not change, and he didn't say a word.

The woman who sold the cake mentioned it because she saw that they were husband and wife, thinking that this would make the young couple more interested, but who knew that this pair was not only not more interested, but became very strange. The woman was puzzled, her expression became scornful, and she hurriedly added to Chenguang:

"This is a legend in our Ji City, begging for auspiciousness, making grandma laugh."

Chenguang smiled dryly, paid, held two acacia cakes, and Shen Run turned around and walked away.

Now she couldn't hand the other one to Shen Run to eat.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Shen Run led the horse and walked beside her without saying a word.

The two of them walked forward in silence, and Chenguang held up two acacia cakes that could not be eaten, which became a burden.

No matter how long the market is, no matter how slow the morning light goes, there will always be a time when it comes to an end. At this time, the night market has begun to end, there are not as many people as before, it is about to be curfew, after walking out of the long street of the night market, the air on the street has obviously become cold, and the acacia cake in Chenguang's hand has also changed from steaming to cold.

Shen Run stopped, walked out of the lively street market, and was about to go back.

He glanced at the acacia cake in Chenguang's hand, and said lightly: "Didn't you buy it because you wanted to eat it, why don't you eat it, it's cold." ”

He suddenly lifted the acacia cake, so that Chenguang, who was in a state of suspended animation in his head for some reason, was stunned for a moment, she looked at him, and then looked at the cake in her hand, and slowly "oh", pinched the small bamboo stick, and subconsciously approached the acacia cake sticky with bean flour, opened her lips, and just took a bite.

Shen Run, who had been looking at her indifferently, suddenly lowered his head, opened his lips, and bit the other end of the Hehuan cake.

The flower-shaped pastry wasn't big, and his soft lips inevitably brushed against her bean-stained lips, and after a light touch, he stepped back and licked his lips as if nothing had happened.

It's not very tasty, it's too sweet.

Morninglight was stunned.

Half a piece of pastry was in her mouth, and her lips were still stained with bean flour, she stared at a pair of big eyes in a daze, and the steaming blood rushed up, even her earlobes were hot, but fortunately it was dark now, and she felt that her whole face was probably bright red.

"Eat quickly, go back when you're done." Shen Run led the horse and continued to walk forward, saying casually, as if he was not the one who had just done that kind of Meng Lang behavior.

His tone was pleasant, and he sounded like he was in a good mood.

Chenguang ate two pieces of acacia cake alone, although one of them was bitten off by Shen Run, which made her a little disgusted, but if she showed her disgust on her face, he might leave her and go back by himself, Chenguang had to endure it.

After eating two pieces of acacia cake, Shen Runcai rode her back to the post house where she was temporarily staying and sent her back to her room.

The next morning, the team of the three countries set off, because Chenguang overslept and the departure time was delayed, Duanmu Yan was impatient to wait for her, the Yanyun Kingdom delegation left first, Shen Run waited for Chenguang, so the two teams set off from the post house in the afternoon.

Shen Run sat in the carriage, flipping through the books, waiting for the team to leave, at this moment, the carriage door was opened from the outside, and the big cat, which had gained a lot of weight, came in first, with a plush fat head, arrogantly patrolled around the spacious carriage, and finally found a comfortable corner, lay down, formed a ball, and began to sleep.

Shen Run's eyes were surprised.

Then Huo Wu came in, holding a petal pillow, a gauze quilt, a small water cup and a small kettle, a small box containing common objects.

Shen Run watched dumbly at an uninvited guest who broke into his carriage, this uninvited guest was decorating his carriage in the way she wanted, and he didn't take him as the master in his eyes at all, and he couldn't say a word, because he knew who the person who came in after the arrangement was out.

As expected, Huo Wu retreated after arranging the carriage, and after a while, Chenguang jumped up with his skirt and rolled directly into the soft futon, covering himself with a gauze quilt, and closed his eyes comfortably.

She broke in unceremoniously, and lay down swaggeringly, Shen Run sat aside, looked at her with a smile and a smile, looked at it for a long time, and still raised her eyebrows and asked:

"What are you doing in my car?"

Chenguang opened his eyes, glanced at him, pursed his lips and asked, "Do you want me to go down?" ”

Shen Run looked straight at her.

When he didn't say.

Chenguang glanced at him with a smile, and closed his eyes again.

Shen Run sat next to him, still holding the scroll in his hand, he looked at her quiet sleeping face intently, and looked at her quietly for a while.

At this time, it would be a fool to pretend to be serious and continue to study.

He threw the scroll in his hand, shrunk down, lay down with her, lifted the veil and got into it decisively, pressed close to her side, and passed his arm under her neck, and took her into his arms.

Chenguang closed his eyes, smiled and asked, "Aren't you hot on such a hot day?" ”

Shen Run glanced at her and replied confidently: "It's hot, so I want to hold you." ”

Her body is always cool and pleasant.

The corners of Chenguang's lips curled deeper, and she almost laughed.

Shen Run hugged her, his hand rubbing her upper arm through her sleeve, his beating heart couldn't tell whether it was calm or excited. He suddenly remembered something, shook her shoulder, and asked her softly:

"What do I smell like to you?"

Chenguang was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes, thought about it, but did not hide it, and replied to him briskly:

"Orange-flavored."

Shen Run was dumbfounded, this answer disappointed him, not a little disappointed, it was very disappointed, there was no new answer, he thought she would answer roses or something. Is the smell of oranges so hard to resist, and if you think about it, does the smell of oranges smell good?

"You don't like oranges, do you?" He thought for a long time and asked.

"It's okay." Chenguang said, paused, and added, "I like to eat honey ham." ”

Shen Run: "......"

Luckily, he's not honey ham.