The best county magistrate

After seeing off the two princes, Yang Xuanchen returned to the courtyard in a happy mood.

Seeing Butterfly sitting on the stone bench at some point, he was slightly surprised, then put on a smile and walked over.

"Xiao Fudie, do you have something to ask this leader?"

When Butterfly heard his teasing tone, she became furious, rolled her eyes at him, and turned her head away.

Yang Xuanchen didn't know what had made her unhappy, so he quickly squatted in front of her and took her hand.

"Oh my, who bullied my Fudie? You can hang a bottle of oil on this little mouth."

Butterfly pulled her hand out slightly, symbolically hit him, and said coquettishly: "Isn't this girl beautiful?"

Ok?

Is it a dream come true?

Why did this woman suddenly ask me this? I never said she was not beautiful.

Damn it!

"Who said that! Call him out and I'll shoot him!" Yang Xuanchen stood up and took out a gun from his arms.

With a puff, Butterfly laughed out loud at his startled behavior.

"If I say it's you, would you shoot yourself?" Butterfly asked back.

Yang Xuanchen opened his mouth wide, looking very surprised. "I, I never said that our butterflies are not beautiful. I didn't. Don't wrongly accuse a good person."

Seeing that he still hadn't realized anything, Butterfly frowned again, folded her arms and turned her head away, "Hmph!"

Seeing that this little ancestor was unhappy, Yang Xuanchen felt distressed.

The last time I got drunk and went to Butterfly, I failed. I finally got the chance to win her over during a business trip, but now she’s throwing a tantrum again. It looks like this matter will be delayed again.

He sighed lightly, looking somewhat helpless, "Auntie, I really didn't say that."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Xuanchen recalled the scene of his conversation with Park In-bo just now.

"I boil it!"

"Why are you yelling so loudly? You scared me to death." Butterfly patted her slightly bulging chest. She was obviously frightened as she was thinking about something.

Thinking of the key to the problem, Yang Xuanchen naturally knew what to do.

He took a step forward, squatted down again, put his arms around Butterfly's slender waist, and buried his head in her chest.

"Oh, it's all because of that arrogant Park Renfu. What if I don't say this and he starts to miss you?" Yang Xuanchen said gently.

Butterfly felt his tenderness and felt somewhat happy in her heart, but she used a little force with her hands to try to push him away.

However, this little strength was not enough to push Yang Xuanchen away, so he hugged him even tighter.

"Xiao Fudie, I think you must have been a thief in your previous life."

Yang Xuanchen's sudden words stunned Butterfly, "I'm warning you, don't talk nonsense, why do you say I'm a thief?"

"Why else would my heart always be stolen by you?"

"Huh?" Butterfly was a little overwhelmed.

However, her heart was greatly stirred. This bastard was so oily that his words made her hair stand on end.

"I guess you like candy."

"what?"

"Otherwise, why is your smile always so sweet and makes my heart beat so fast?"

Butterfly couldn't bear it anymore, and she increased the strength of her hands. She wanted to break free from Yang Xuanchen's embrace as soon as possible.

It’s too greasy and nauseating. I want to vomit.

"I want to buy a piece of land. Do you know what kind of land it is?"

In response to the sudden question, Butterfly blurted out, "What place?"

"Your heart is dead."

"vomit……"

Butterfly couldn't bear it anymore, so she added some internal force to her hands and knocked Yang Xuanchen to the ground with her knee.

"Ugh... I can't take it anymore, ugh... I feel a little nauseous."

Looking at the butterfly running away, Yang Xuanchen felt suspicious. These love words worked well on Miaomiao, but why didn't they have any effect on the butterfly?

really weird.

Yang Xuanchen lay on the ground, looking at the butterfly's fleeing back, feeling both disappointed and amused.

He shook his head and said to himself: "Are my love words really that bad? Or is the butterfly's resistance too strong?"

He slowly stood up, dusted himself off, and decided to change his strategy.

He went back inside and started preparing something that the butterfly would like.

He remembered that Butterfly liked to eat midnight snacks and especially loved wontons.

Yang Xuanchen decided to cook a bowl of wontons for Butterfly himself to enhance their relationship.

Soon, a bowl of steaming and fragrant wontons was cooked.

He came to Butterfly's room, knocked on the door gently, and then said gently: "Xiao Fudie, do you want to have a midnight snack? There are no green onions in the wontons!"

The sound of Butterfly came from the room, with a hint of curiosity: "Wontons? Did you cook them?"

"If not me, who else could it be? Eat it or not? If not, I will eat it!" Yang Xuanchen replied.

Butterfly opened the door and looked at the wontons in Yang Xuanchen's hand. A hint of surprise and emotion flashed in her eyes.

In her eyes, this bowl of wontons is more real than any sweet words.

"Come in." Butterfly opened the door.

Yang Xuanchen walked into the room, put the wontons on the table, and then sat down opposite Butterfly.

He looked at the butterfly, his eyes full of anticipation: "Try it, it should be to your taste."

Butterfly picked up the spoon, gently scooped up a wonton and put it into her mouth.

The wontons tasted delicious, the flavor of the meat mixed with the fragrance of the vegetables made her couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

She couldn't help but look at Yang Xuanchen a few times. She didn't expect that this guy could cook, but she didn't notice it before.

But she didn't plan to let go of her pride now, because this guy didn't apologize properly before and disgusted her.

"It's okay." Butterfly said with a pout.

Yang Xuanchen looked at Butterfly's "it's okay" expression and knew in his heart that this little girl was still being pretentious.

"Are you okay?" Yang Xuanchen pretended to be injured.

"I cooked this according to the chef's secret recipe and added my own special seasoning. Your comments are too hurtful."

Butterfly was amused by his exaggerated expression, "Okay, okay, it's delicious, okay? Don't act like you've suffered a great injustice."

When Yang Xuanchen saw Butterfly smile, he was delighted, knowing that his strategy was effective.

He leaned over, blinked his eyes and said, "Since it's delicious, shouldn't you show some appreciation?"

Butterfly was stunned. "Indicate? Indicate what?"

"For example, give me a smile, or..." Yang Xuanchen deliberately stretched out his voice, then suddenly leaned close to Butterfly's ear and whispered.

Butterfly's face instantly turned red to her ears. She pushed Yang Xuanchen away and said angrily, "How can you be so dishonest!"

Yang Xuanchen sat up straight and pretended to be innocent. "I'm not dishonest at all. I'm just looking for a little reward."

Butterfly snorted and turned away, but she couldn't hide the smile on her lips.

Seeing this, Yang Xuanchen knew that he had slowly melted Butterfly's defenses.

He decided to change the subject and stop teasing her, "By the way, Butterfly, do you feel that summer has come especially early this year?"

Butterfly turned back, thought for a moment and said, "It seems so. The weather is getting hot quickly."

"Yes." Yang Xuanchen took the opportunity to say, "So, I think we need more 'cold' and quiet to fight this hot summer."

The butterfly asked curiously, "How can you be calm?"

Yang Xuanchen said seriously: "For example, you seem to have too many clothes now."

Upon hearing this, Butterfly put down the spoon, covered her chest with her hands, and stared at Yang Xuanchen with her big watery eyes as he had a smirk on his face.

"You, what do you want to do?"

"You, don't come over here, I'm going to scream!"

Yang Xuanchen chuckled, "You can yell, but no one will come even if you yell your throat out."

"what!"

He didn't expect the butterfly to actually scream.

But at this moment, the two of them were too close, so Yang Xuanchen directly blocked it with his lips.

Butterfly was startled by his sudden action, but soon calmed down. Feeling the long-lost tenderness, she slowly fell.

As I took off my clothes, I felt a lot cooler.

The cicadas are chirping and the frogs are croaking in silence, the moon is bright and the night is still long.

The day of May is the newborn summer.