Chapter Eighty-Three: The slave just wants to follow the young lady
The touch of his fingertips was still soft and delicate in his memory, and he looked at Chi Suihe's delicate face, looking a little dazed.
Miss has really lost a lot of weight.
The chin is slimmed to a point, and the jawline is more defined.
The neck is slender, the posture is exquisite, and the girl with buds is full of fresh luster, but her every move is lazy, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.
His jaw was pinched a little painfully, Chi Suihe frowned, his eyes were not annoyed, but more aggrieved.
Lu Jinzhao saw it clearly, suddenly became frightened, the momentum of his body converged, and he hurriedly let go of his hand, looking at the little red mark on it, his eyes flashed with chagrin.
"Miss, slave...."
Chi Suihe lowered his head instantly, the aura in his body was rampant and couldn't find an outlet, and he only felt that he couldn't stay like this anymore.
She raised her feet and was about to leave, but her action fell in Lu Jinzhao's eyes and became a way to hide.
Before he could take a few steps and his wrist was pulled again, Chi Suihe turned his head to meet his obscure eyes, and his heart was beating like thunder.
Lu Jinzhao pulled her into the room strongly, and his tone was incomprehensible: "Miss has a bad appetite recently, so she specially made mung bean cake for Miss, Miss try it?" β
It was obviously a question, but Chi Suihe had no room to refuse to say no, he only felt that his wrist was clenched tighter, as if she would run away as soon as she let go.
couldn't help but struggle, frowning, "Lu Jinzhao, you hurt me!" β
Even with his name and surname, Lu Jinzhao also frowned, his strength was lighter, but he still didn't let go of his hand, and his footsteps didn't stop for a moment.
muttered and didn't know what nonsense he was talking about: "Does Miss hurt?" The slave also hurts. β
Lose your marbles! This man is crazy!
Chi Suihe was dragged into the room by him, and Lian'er was about to go out when she saw this scene.
Seeing that the faces of the two of them were not good-looking, they hurriedly stepped forward to play a round, but they were stunned by Lu Jinzhao's glance.
Stand still, and when you react, you're out of the room.
Lian'er looked at the empty courtyard and fell into deep thought, so why did she listen to Lu Jinzhao's words so much? It's not that he's obedient, it's just that his eyes are so terrible.
Thinking of the young lady, I turned around and tried to go in, but found that the door was closed.
She listened carefully for a long time and didn't hear the movement of chickens flying and dogs jumping inside, thinking back to the way the two got along, she thought that nothing would happen, and she left with confidence.
The room fell into an eerie awkwardness and silence again.
Chi Suihe was pressed to the chair by him and sat down, pursed his lips and looked at his wrist that was reddened by him, turned his face and did not speak.
Lu Jinzhao was also holding his breath, standing in front of her with his head down and staring at her, his lips tighter than her.
For a long time, I sighed helplessly and weakly.
As many times, he crouched down in front of her, put a hand lightly on her knee, and pressed it with a slight force, trying to make her notice him.
The temperature of his palm was too high, as if it was going to burn.
Chi Suihe moved his legs uncomfortably, his eyelashes trembled quickly, like a butterfly fluttering its wings, and it was about to fly out with its whole heart in the next second.
Lu Jinzhao: "Miss, the slave made mung bean cake for you, you can use some." β
After speaking, he took out the pastry and put it on the table tentatively, looking at her carefully.
Chi Suihe was angry when he saw him like this, and just now he had an expression like he was going to eat people, and now he made this pitiful and sympathetic look-
To whom!
Holding his breath and not wanting to deal with him, he withdrew his hand and ignored his words.
Lu Jinzhao was not in a hurry, and explained softly: "The beans used in this chilled mung bean cake were soaked in the cold well water last night, and they were only picked up and ground with a good stone mill this morning....
On such a hot day, isn't Miss the most favorite? The slave may not have done it for a long time, but has the young lady tasted the slave's craftsmanship changed? β
"Why should I taste it? There are so many ladies in the kitchen waiting to taste your craft, what are you doing with me again? β
As soon as the words fell, annoyance appeared on Chi Suihe's face, and he couldn't help clenching his fists, his nails sinking into his palms, and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.
She said this so resentfully, how is it different from those disgraced concubines in the deep palace who can't see the emperor's self-pity all day long.
But the water was hard to collect, and she could only say coldly with a straight face: "I don't want to eat, you go out." β
Lu Jinzhao listened to her words and knew the crux of the matter, paused for a moment, and then hurriedly explained:
"Miss, slave no... The slave is your guard, but your guard, and he has not tasted the slave's craft to others. The words of those people in the kitchen were all jokes, the slave had no intention of marrying a wife, and the slave just wanted to follow the young lady. β
He was so nervous that he stammered, for fear that she wouldn't believe it, so he stupidly raised his hand and was about to swear: "The slave swears that the slave will only cook food for the young lady in this life, and will never do anything that the young lady is unhappy with without the permission of the young lady, if you violate the oath day-"
"What are you talking about, are you a fool?" Chi Suihe leaned over to cover his mouth, his palms became warm and moist, and he retracted his hand uncomfortably.
"Alright, don't say anything."
"If the young lady doesn't say it, the slave won't say it."
Lu Jinzhao lowered his head to hide the smile in his eyes, stepped forward to take her hand and put it next to the mung bean cake on the table, and coaxed her softly: "Then Miss taste?" β
Since this is the case, Chi Suihe is not good to hold it anymore, and 'reluctantly' picks up the pastry and puts it in his mouth.
It's hard to stop when this is already happening, and the pastries that are being put into my mouth are one after another, and my cheeks bulge like hamsters.
Seeing that the pastry was about to bottom, Chi Suihe's outstretched hand was caught.
Lu Jinzhao said with a serious expression: "Miss can't be greedy for cold, the menstrual affair will come in two days, and if you eat too much cold, your stomach will hurt again." β
Chi Sui He is embarrassed.
Aunt was not a good thing in ancient times, and was even said to be a filthy thing, and most of the girls' families avoided talking about it on weekdays, and even she was a little embarrassed.
Not only did he not shy away from it, but he also said it so calmly.
With a red face, he retracted his hand and licked his lips, "Then, I won't eat it." β
Lu Jinzhao kept staring at her face, and caught a glimpse of her tongue flashing between her lips, and the lip flaps were moistened more watery, full and ruddy.
His eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but reach out and rub it on her lips, his expression was natural, and his words were natural, "Miss is dirty here." β
Chi Suihe felt as if he had changed again, sometimes good and sometimes bad, always as if he had changed as a person, and he didn't know if it was an illusion.
For example, now, his fingertips rubbed her lips, this action was really ambiguous, but he was calm, so that people couldn't see his emotions at all.
That's the scariest part.
Lu Jinzhao's voice was slightly hoarse: "Okay." β
Chi Suihe's lips were all with a fine and dense itch, and he couldn't help but lick them again.
Before he could withdraw his hand, his fingertips were wet, and he froze in place, sparks crackling all the way up his back.
He suddenly retracted his hand and looked away, and the green tendons on his clenched fist were jumping, but they were far less fast than his heartbeat at this time.
Chi Suihe was attracted by the trotting over Nian Nian, wiped his lips and picked him up, and in the blink of an eye, he left Fang Cai's affairs behind.
Seeing what Lu Jinzhao was thinking behind her back, he looked at the few mung bean cakes left on the plate on the table, and his eyebrows moved.
Before the outstretched hand could touch it, he turned around as quickly as if he had eyes behind his back.
wanted to eat secretly but was caught, Chi Suihe smiled embarrassedly, and his outstretched hand turned halfway and fell on Nian Nian's head, and said: "There are so many left, it's a pity not to eat." β
After speaking, he pursed his lips, and his eyes were still glued to the pastry.
"Hmm." Lu Jinzhao walked over and moved the plate of pastries out, "Then let's eat the rest for Nian Nian." β
Chi Suihe tilted his head and asked suspiciously: "Nian Nian?" Can rabbits eat mung bean cake? β
"No, you can't."
.... Do you want to hear what you're talking about?
When Chi Jiahe walked in, Chi Suihe was lying lazily on the couch, slightly closing his eyes and basking in the sun every year, and Lu Jinzhao was sitting on the side wiping his sword.
There were only two people in the house, the sun sprinkled half of the room, because of the ice did not feel hot, the picture was quiet and beautiful, and she suddenly had a feeling of regretting breaking in.
His eyes circled around the two of them, and he felt that the atmosphere seemed to be a lot better, although there were still some indescribable strangeness, but it was much better than the previous two days.
This isγThe end of the Cold War?
"Golden Harvest, when did you come? Why don't you call me, why are you standing there? Hot or not? β
Chi Suihe turned over and saw her, and hurriedly sat up and beckoned to her.
Lu Jinzhao had already seen her, but he didn't bother to say anything if she didn't say anything, and when he saw the two of them sitting together, he got up and bowed slightly to Chi Jiahe and walked out.
Chi Jiahe looked at his back, and didn't dare to come to Chi Suihe's side excitedly until he walked away and bit her ear with her: "Sister, are you reconciled with Jinzhao?" β
Chi Suihe was dazzled by the excited light in her eyes, and was a little uncomfortable when she heard this, "How can there be any harmony or disharmony, we didn't quarrel." β
After a while, he calmly added: "Jiahe, we are not what you think." β
"Good, good."
Chi Jiahe smiled and didn't debunk it, looking at her expression and guessing what she was thinking, Chi Suihe thought to himself that gossip is really a human quality that has remained unchanged from ancient times to the present.
No matter how much he said, it was useless, so he simply changed the subject: "Why did Jiahe have time to sneak out this afternoon, and my mother didn't catch you to look at others?" β
Speaking of which, although they didn't do anything on the spring hunt, the two daughters of the Chi family still attracted the attention of many people, especially those who were not yet married.
She has been depressed and unhappy for several days, and Qian Lan is not easy to force her, she is clean, and this heavy responsibility falls on Chi Jiahe alone.
The husband of the daughter of the Chi family does not need to be very high, as long as the family background is innocent and upright, the backyard is clean, and as soon as these words are released, the matchmakers who come to the house to talk about the matchmaker will quickly step on the threshold.
Chi Suihe really wants to say to these elated matchmakers that this is all useless, the male and female protagonists are destined to be together, and the demolition of CP will be punished by God!
But she didn't dare to say it, because Qian Lan was obviously enjoying it, and if she did, the attention would soon be focused on her.
Thinking of this, Chi Suihe solemnly patted her shoulder with sympathy, "Jiahe, you have worked hard." β