"That day, Miss Yutong came here, and the young master and Miss Yutong developed dishes together, not only using all the dishes stored at home, but I also went out to buy the goods three times. At this time, a Deng Fu wrote in his diary.

It was getting late, Zhang Yutong walked out of the kitchen, she was holding a stall of wine in her right hand, looking at the sunset in the distance, she made a **, stretched her body hard, her face was a little unhealthy pale, and the corners of her forehead were slightly damp, it can be seen that she has just experienced a long time of war.

With him came out was Deng Xianren, compared to Zhang Yutong, his appearance was even more miserable, his face was sickly waxy, and there was a faint white gas rising in his hair. Although the two were tired, the expressions on their faces were very happy, and the origin of the happiness was a plate of inconspicuous dishes in Deng Xianren's hand.

After an afternoon of working in the kitchen, wasting hundreds of ingredients, the two finally made a "delicacy" that they could swallow. Although it was hard work, when the dish was made, the smiles on their faces were indeed bright, and every qiē effort paid off, even if the dish was not very delicious.

Perhaps because of the busy afternoon, they were too tired, and neither of them tasted too much of the treasured wine that Deng Xianren took out, but the plate of not very delicious dishes was swept away.

When twilight fell, Zhang Yutong left Deng's mansion and walked on the street alone. For some reason, her mind kept echoing the scene of the afternoon stir-fry, and the two of them failed again and again, but in exchange for laughter again and again. Zhang Yutong was in a trance, her eyes were blurred, and Deng Xianren's embarrassment kept appearing in front of her eyes.

Zhang Yutong suddenly woke up from a trance, she touched her slightly hot face, felt the acceleration of her heartbeat, and said to herself in a little panic: "What's wrong with me... How could you think of him. ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Yutong shook her head desperately, trying to get those distracting thoughts out of her mind, but the more she wanted to throw them out, the clearer Deng Xianren's appearance became.

"Ah~" Zhang Yutong screamed, and the whole person turned into a thunderbolt and burst out, and the thunder and lightning crossed the sky, illuminating the night.

After a lot of fun, Zhang Yutong finally smoothed out his chaotic feelings. Just as she was about to return to the palace, a figure stood in front of her.

Zhang Yutong was stunned when he saw the person in front of him, frowned, and looked at him suspiciously: "Why are you here?"

"Well, I was passing by, I didn't expect to meet you so coincidentally, what a coincidence. I didn't come to you on a special trip, don't think too much about it. The man said hurriedly.

"Oh, I thought there was something going on with the union, but since it's okay, forget it. Zhang Yutong pouted.

"Where do you live now?" the man asked with concern.

"I want you to take care of it. Zhang Yutong turned around and walked away, just took a few steps, she suddenly thought of something, turned her head, squinted at this figure, and the corners of her mouth suddenly drew an arc: "Dear Rui Rui, discuss something with you." ”

"What's the matter?" This person was Zheng Zirui, and when he saw Zhang Yutong's expression, he suddenly felt an inexplicable chill. But that dear Rui Rui still made him ask the ghostly figure.

An arc of electricity crossed Zhang Yutong's fingertips, and I saw that her smile was full of evil intent: "Dear Rui Rui, I haven't had a happy electric power for a long time, and my hands are itchy." ”

Hearing Zhang Yutong's words, Zheng Zirui trembled, turned around and ran. But compared with thunder and lightning, his speed is still too bad, and countless thunderbolts form a big hand of thunder and lightning, instantly enveloping Zheng Zirui in it. With a wail, Zhang Yutong's electrotherapy was doubled again, and this time Zhang Yutong could be said to have performed it without reservation.

It lasted for half a pillar of incense before the thunder and lightning dissipated. Zhang Yutong clapped his hands, looked at Zheng Zirui lying on the ground with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "It's still Rui Rui Resistant, thank you for your hard work." Since you still have something to do, I won't delay you, let's go first. Then she hummed a little song while admiring the moon and starry sky, and walked into the distance.

Zheng Zirui was lying on the ground, and there were many places on his body that were almost blackened by thunder and lightning, and he looked very miserable. But if someone walks past him at this time, he will definitely feel that this person is stupid, because although Zheng Zirui looks miserable, there is a smile on the corner of his mouth. He twisted his sore body, turned himself over, and looked at Zhang Yutong's back, very relieved.

With Zheng Zirui's understanding of Zhang Yutong, when she saw the thunder and lightning crossing the sky, she knew that she was probably not in a good mood. Therefore, when Zhang Yutong offered to treat him with electricity, although he pretended to run away, he actually did not have any resistance, and let Zhang Yutong vent to his heart's content. After Zhang Yutong finished venting, Zheng Zirui could feel that Zhang Yutong's mood was much better.

"It's good that she's happy. Zheng Zirui silently spit out a sentence, and then the whole person just lay on his back on the street, looking at the gradually more stars in the sky, and laughing stupidly.

Like the two, there is another person who also looks up at the starry sky.

Deng Xianren leaned under the weeping willow for a moment, bathed in the bright moonlight. There was a flask in his hand, and he watched as the stars poured it into his mouth in one gulp. Usually, he rarely does this, and even when he goes out drinking with friends, he will be very restrained. But today, he has been drinking, even if Zhang Yutong has left, he has not stopped quoting the wine jug in his hand. For some reason, he wanted to get really drunk. There is a saying that wine is bold and courageous, and perhaps only by getting drunk can he dare to think about the idea that is entangled in his heart.

Perhaps because of the alcohol, Deng Xianren's eyes have begun to blur, he looked up at the sky, and the stars in the sky formed a picture under his gaze, which was Zhang Yutong's glance and smile.

There were also empty plates and wine glasses left by the two of them after eating. Deng Xianren didn't let the frightening people remove them, he wanted to keep this scene, at least for this night, he had to guard this fascination that made him intoxicated.

......

Time flies quickly, and a week has passed since Zhang Yutong went to Deng Xianren's house as a guest, and in this week, Deng Xianren has been looking for Zhang Yutong everywhere, but there is no whereabouts of her, as if the world has evaporated.

In order to find Zhang Yutong, Deng Xianren didn't go to court for a week, he just wanted to find her and tell her what he had in his heart. But Zhang Yutong has never been missing, which makes Deng Xianren very distressed and uncomfortable, and even makes him feel that he is really just a dream?

Just yesterday, Deng Xianren received a holy decree from the palace, requiring him to enter the palace to face the saint today, and there were important matters that he needed to discuss.

Deng Xianren knew that if he continued to look for her, he would not have any clues, he knew that Zhang Yutong was extraordinary, if the other party deliberately avoided her, it would be impossible for him to find it as an ordinary person. At this time, there was a holy decree summons, and Deng Xianren restrained his mind, a good man should focus on the country.

Standing outside the gate of the Deng Mansion, Deng Xianren took a deep breath, adjusted his state to the best, and then strode towards the palace.