Accidentally pressing the prince: relying on the agent's little lady

On the [-]th night of August, the reunion day of thousands of families, drink wine to enjoy the moon and laugh, and get drunk to see the way of life.

Today is the annual Mid-Autumn Festival, Xiao Liuyue was woken up early in the morning by Xue Xichen's chirping voice outside the courtyard.Holding his hangover eyes, he opened the door, and the dazzling sunlight made him unable to keep his eyes open for a while.When his eyes got used to the light, he took a closer look. It turned out that Xue Xichen was directing the servants in the building to hang lanterns in the courtyard.

"Ah! Brother, you got up so early!"

Seeing Xiao Liuyue, Xue Xichen jumped in front of Xiao Liuyue in three steps and two, and said cheerfully, "Brother, today is a rare Mid-Autumn Festival, so I ordered them to hang up colored lanterns and lantern riddles in the yard, and prepared lanterns in the kitchen." Fruits, pastries, moon cakes. After you wash up in a while, invite Feng Qingge and Leng Junyi to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with us!"

"Ask them?"

A look of displeasure flashed in Xiao Liuyue's eyes, and he said softly: "Little Junior Sister, you are thinking about Feng Qingge. Are you worried that he will spend the Mid-Autumn Festival alone in Jiangdu City without anyone to accompany him?"

"Huh? That's not how you say it..."

Although she and Feng Qingge had a very unpleasant quarrel that night, she was still looking forward to spending this Mid-Autumn Festival with Feng Qingge.She pursed her mouth and muttered, "Anyway, everyone is alone. I just thought about the rare Mid-Autumn Festival. There should be more people!" She grabbed Xiao Liuyue's arm, shook it, and begged, "Okay? Well, Senior Brother? Okay? You just agreed!"

"Ugh……"

Xiao Liuyue shook her head helplessly, what's the use of objecting?Even if he didn't invite him, wouldn't Xue Xichen invite him himself?During the rare Mid-Autumn Festival, there is no need for him to get into trouble with Xue Xichen over such a trivial matter.

Raising her hand to scratch Xue Xichen's little nose, Xiao Liuyue replied helplessly: "Understood! I'll invite Feng Qingge and Leng Junyi in a while!"

"Hee hee!" Xue Xichen stuck out her tongue mischievously and smiled happily, "I know that brother is the best! Thank you, brother!"

……

When Feng Qingge and Leng Junyi received Xiao Liuyue's invitation, they accepted it happily without being surprised.They followed Xiao Liuyue to the Xiaoyao Building, and the Xiaoyao Building was full of joy and joy.Walking all the way to the backyard, as soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw Xue Xichen standing by the stove, kneading something hard.There are pots and bowls in front of you, all kinds of fillings are prepared and placed. After a cursory look, there are red bean paste, five kernels, ham, salted egg yolk and lotus seed paste.

The purple sleeves were rolled up high, revealing the white lotus arms, and the water vapor in the pot was beeping, engulfing her face, and for a moment, it made people feel so beautiful.

"This is……"

It seems that Feng Qingge has never seen Xue Xichen cook.He never knew that he could be so beautiful when he was cooking alone.Seeing that Xue Xichen's palms were still stained with a mixture of water and flour, and she kept kneading, people instantly ignored the exaggerated makeup on her face, and felt so warm, just like home.

"Ah! You are here!"

Xue Xichen smiled happily at them, "It's Mid-Autumn Festival today, I'm making mooncakes! Do you want to help?"

"Making moon cakes?"

Feng Qingge walked into the kitchen.

"That's right! Make mooncakes! Look, this is lotus seed paste, this is salted egg yolk, and this, five kernels and ham!" Xue Xichen pointed to the various fillings in the bowl, and explained to Feng Qingge seriously.

Feng Qingge looked sideways at Xue Xichen's serious and focused face, her hands were covered with flour, and she accidentally got a piece of flour on her cheek.But she didn't notice it, and concentrated on rolling the dough in her hands.Being so serious and having nothing else in mind is the most charming thing about her.

For Feng Qingge, who grew up in the palace and was served by others, Xue Xichen's movements were so smooth that he was dumbfounded. Seeing Xue Xichen rolling out the dough so quickly and lightly, he couldn't help but want to try it too. up.

"Can I try?"

Judging by Xue Xichen's actions, it seems that it shouldn't be too difficult.

"Ah? Feng Qingge, do you want to try?"

Xue Xichen looked at Feng Qingge in surprise with an irritated expression on her face, a little unbelievable.

"why not!"

Feng Qingge washed her hands, rolled up her sleeves, and stood beside Xue Xichen.The familiar scent of roses hit her, and Xue Xichen's eyes flickered slightly, and she couldn't help but move aside.

"Feng Qingge, are you sure you can do it?"

It's not that she doubts Feng Qingge's ability, it's that Feng Qingge is just a rich prince who stretches out his clothes for food and opens his mouth. This kind of rough work is not suitable for him.

"Although I've never made moon cakes, it doesn't seem too difficult."

The stove is not big, the body is close to the body, the familiar breath is passed into each other's nose through the touch of each other's clothes, the charming rose fragrance in memory, in the familiar warmth, she heard his powerful heartbeat "plop! thump!".Xue Xichen's heart beat out of control because of Feng Qingge's sudden closeness, and she almost panicked. The familiar warmth not only made her yearn for it, and wanted to keep it forever, but also made her fear, afraid of being hurt again.

Seeing Singer Feng Qing rolling out the mooncake skin neatly, Xue Xichen's eyes showed admiration. Feng Qingge can learn everything so quickly, he is really a genius.

"Very familiar! Have you done it before?"

"Never!"

Feng Qingge told the truth.He has never made moon cakes, this is the first time.

"Your movements are very skillful."

Xue Xichen tilted her head and looked at his face, which was crystal clear and full of spirit, especially his focused expression, which made her reluctant to leave.Just looking at him like this is a kind of beautiful enjoyment.

Feng Qingge kneaded the flour vigorously, and replied with a smile: "When marching and fighting, I often don't have three meals a day, and I often need to cook my own food! Probably the technology was developed at that time!"

"You worked very hard..."

Xue Xichen couldn't help feeling a little pity in her heart.She couldn't help stretching out her fingers, gently brushing the flour stained on Feng Qingge's cheeks, and helped him pull up the slipped sleeves.She smiled and said, "As long as it is made by you, it must be delicious in the world!"

Because of Xue Xichen's closeness, she seemed a little tense, Feng Qingge's body stiffened, and the charming mandala fragrance invaded the senses, evoking the strings of painful memories in her heart.He couldn't help dimming his pupils, thinking of the woman who made him willing to wash her hands and make soup for her, but could never come back, his emotions sank completely.

"You're right! This kind of thing is not for me!"

It was clear that it was fine just now, but Feng Qingge suddenly put down the cake in her hand, backed away, unwilling to continue.Xue Xichen showed a look of disappointment, and his emotions fell to the bottom all of a sudden.

"Of course, these rough jobs are not suitable for you, my lord!" After she finished speaking awkwardly, she took the half-rolled cake crust from Feng Qingge, and continued with the work in hand, ignoring Feng Qingge no longer.

Feng Qingge opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he remained silent in the end, maybe he felt that saying anything was meaningless.