west wind sleepless

The spring breeze is soft, the spring water is full, and the peach blossoms of a tree are bright and bright, and they bloom on the shore, as if they want to leave pedestrians in the indescribable spring.

"Can they really escape? They used to be prominent, if they were caught by the court..." Yin Qingyu worried.

"He will be able to save the princess." Yin Fengxiang said, "The emperor will cover up their faces. As for the pursuit, the empress and concubine Jin will help them secretly, so don't worry. It's just..."

He looked at Yin Qingyu, and continued: "It's just that hiding in Tibet is inevitable, but it's much harder than us."

Seeing him mentioning their relationship, Yin Qingyu felt her face heat up, and she pursed her lips in silence.After a while, he whispered: "Actually, I never thought that I would like people."

Yin Fengxiang smiled: "Do you want to like flower demons and tree spirits? No matter how beautiful they are, how can there be real people?"

Yin Qingyu's face became hotter, "It's not this. I'm..." He paused for a while, his voice lowered, "I didn't expect that I would have something to do with love in the world."

"Brother, don't you even think about women?" Yin Fengxiang's mouth was slightly raised, as if it was funny, but his voice was exceptionally gentle.

Yin Qingyu's voice was in a trance. "I used to be in the manor, and I would have a dream. I have white hair, and I still live in Qinglu Garden, living the same life as decades ago. There are young people and children outside the garden. They are all you. The children and grandchildren looked at me curiously... When I woke up, I felt that this was both a dream and a reality."

Yin Fengxiang grabbed his hand: "It's all my fault! I told my father not to let you go." Although his father would think about the pros and cons of his elder brother's sale of paintings that year, his sham public welfare still contributed a lot. .

"...Really?" Yin Qingyu was taken aback.

"I didn't mean to make you sad," Yin Fengxiang stared at him and said apologetically, "I want you to wait for me for a few years. When I get something done, I won't have to suffer." Only by being proficient in family affairs and allowing his father to hand over the power to himself can he be truly independent and not be controlled by others.

All?Yin Qingyu wondered: "Were you not happy in the village before?"

"Walking on eggshells."

Yin Qingyu couldn't help laughing: "The owner and his wife love you so much." He still screamed so bitterly.

Yin Fengxiang said seriously: "In your opinion, does the emperor love King Jing and the princess?"

Yin Qingyu's heart sank and she fell silent.He thought of the many welts on Yin Fengxiang's body.

"The higher the family status, the greater the reputation, the less valuable the affection." Yin Fengxiang gently brushed the peach petals that fell on his hair for him, "My mother transferred Fenghua Villa with great fanfare. If it is weakened, it won't have to be so conspicuous in the arena in the future."

Since he was a teenager, he has to be outstanding, to go through storms, to earn fame and face for Fenghua Villa, even if he is tired... Yin Qingyu looked at him softly: "I only hope that you can be safe."

"But I would like to be with the person I like, and we will be safe together." Yin Fengxiang held his hand even tighter.

Yin Qingyu nodded and smiled at him lightly.

It is:

Grab a flower at the root of fate, and talk about caring about the sentimental years.Xifeng was originally a lifelong lover, but he accused Chaoyun of mistaking his family.

Fanwaiyi

Xunfeng Nuanyuelou is the most famous brothel in the Zhenyang area. There are beauties who are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, a beautiful girl who dances to shock the whole house, and a young actress who is infatuated with the world. The beauties are like clouds, each with its own merits, attracting lovers They are bustling with each other, wishing they could leave their wealth and lives in the gentle village.

Today, a guest came.

The guest came alone, without any entourage.The bustard looked at Mr. Gui's wink, put on a knowing smile, and greeted him courteously.

——Guests who can be greeted by themselves must not be idle.She looked up from the corner of her eye.

But seeing this guest was very unfamiliar, and he had never seen him before.He is a young man with an extremely handsome appearance, which makes people admire him at first sight.He came to this land of wind and moon, but he didn't have a romantic aura on him, and there was a hint of arrogance in his indifferent expression.Being introduced into the door by Mr. Gui respectfully, facing a sea of ​​beautiful birds and birds, he didn't mind wavering, but just glanced around briefly.

"My lord is here, I don't know... how to call him?" She asked with a smile, secretly guessing the identity of the visitor.Judging from his description, it seems that he is used to being noble, but if he is said to be the son of an official, he is a bit more austere;

The man smiled slightly, "There's no need to address it. Let's pick someone."

The bustard was understanding, she didn't ask any more questions, and still had a smile on her face: "What kind of person does the young master want?"

The man smiled and handed over a bank note.

The bustard took a look, and her heart, which had been ups and downs for a long time, couldn't help but jump. This number... She understood why Mr. Gui gave her such a wink.What a great Bodhisattva!It's just that I don't know if this Bodhisattva is good to serve... She turned her eyes secretly, and saw that many girls in the field were sending glances here, and she couldn't help laughing secretly: With his appearance, I'm afraid he won't pay a penny. The girl also wants to throw herself into her arms.

She tentatively said: "Ni Xian'er, the head of the family here, is extremely talented and beautiful. She has always rarely seen guests, my lord..."

But was interrupted: "Since it's hard to see, it's gone."

The bustard choked for a moment, feeling that the guests were elusive, and Yijia smiled cautiously: "There is also Miss Qingcui, who has a straightforward temperament and superb dancing skills; Miss Chunyao is gentle and gentle, and is the best at playing the pipa; Miss Xiangyue..."

He reported a series fluently, but the guest still looked calm and did not raise his eyes: "Is there any more?"

This... the bustard was in trouble for a while.None of these works, who else can make people see it?Suddenly, his thoughts changed, and he had a flash of inspiration. He smiled all over his face again, and said meaningfully: "Since you don't like these girls, you might as well find someone else to take care of them. We have other children here who are handsome in appearance and outstanding in skills. Everyone is very sensible."

The corner of the guest's mouth was slightly raised, and he glanced at her.The bustard knew that he had finally got his pulse, and happily led him to the backyard.

The pavilions in the backyard are also spacious and gorgeous, and they are a bit more secluded.The bustard led him to stand in front of the railing on the second floor, looked at the dozens of teenagers lined up in the hall, either handsome or charming, and then began to introduce with joy: "Mingxue and Huaxuan are famous red men, and they are also kind. Favorable, quite adored by guests, you see..."

The two teenagers standing at the front were beautiful and pleasing to the eye, and their eyes were full of water, which was very seductive.But the big Bodhisattva guest was still unmoved, and his eyes never lingered.

The bustard's heart beat a little, what kind of taste does this guy have?Do you like the vulgar and ugly?No, if this was the case, he wouldn't have come to the famous No. [-] brothel in Zhenyang.She tentatively asked again: "My lord...do you like Qingguan?"

The guest nodded slightly.Immediately, the bustard came to a conclusion: That's right, looking at this young man's attire, he doesn't look like an extravagant and licentious person, he must like to be clean.Hastily waved Qing Guan to stay, and the rest left.

The rest of the dozen or so teenagers stood quietly, and several of them who were outstandingly beautiful secretly raised their eyes to look up. Thinking of Chu Ye being able to deliver someone with such a look, their hearts thumped and their faces turned bright red.

The guest looked around and pointed to a young man in the far corner: "Just him."

Everyone was taken aback.That boy is the most inconspicuous, at most he can only be called handsome, there are many people who are prettier than him, why...

The bustard hurriedly laughed and called out: "Oh, Xiao An, you are so lucky! You haven't thanked the guest yet, but you should take good care of him!" He left him alone and ordered everyone else to leave.

The young man suddenly heard that it was him, he was stunned and then pleasantly surprised, it was really unexpected to be able to accompany such a young and handsome guest for the first time, he was much luckier than others!If you are lucky enough to take the opportunity to leave this place, then...

I heard the bustard say: "My lord, do you want to redeem him?" The silver offered by this great Bodhisattva is more than enough to redeem ten Xiao'an.

"After today, if he wants to leave, he will be redeemed; if he wants to stay, let him go." The guest said.

"Yes Yes!"

The guest didn't say a word and let him follow him, the young man was a little disappointed, but after thinking about it, it was a great thing to be able to use this to become a free body, come and go freely, and not be at the mercy of the bustard.Quickly thank you graciously.

The bustard said without losing the opportunity: "Young master, where do you want Xiao An to serve you? The best room in the building is Yimengju, where flowers are fragrant and flowing, and it is the most quiet and elegant. What do you think?"

The teenager's heart skipped a beat.Only a few red cards in the building are eligible to spend the first night in Yimengju, and the overnight salary is thousands of dollars, and I also...

But the guest said: "No need, it's here."

Both the bustard and the boy were taken aback, where?The hall here is open and unobstructed, what is the difference between it and the curtain of the sky?

The bustard had expected that this guest had different tastes, so she responded immediately: "Okay, okay! Your lord is really interesting, this vast place is better than many rooms in the room, it's not a special taste..."

He ordered someone to spread a large layer of luxurious and soft cushions on the floor of the hall, but the guest didn't move at all, showing no intention of going downstairs. The bustard couldn't help asking: "Master, do you think this arrangement is good?"

The guest nodded: "Yes. Let him pick someone to start. I'll just watch."

The bustard suddenly realized that this man's hobby was watching other people do it.Hey, but this is not uncommon, she quickly called a few tortoises.

The boy was surprised and disappointed when he heard it.His disappointment was noticed by the guest, who said: "He is not willing, not forced. Let someone else come."

The young man thought about it, although the first night was unsatisfactory, but he could be free after all.Besides, recently there was an old man surnamed Gu who had a perverted personality, and he only liked to toss Qing Guan ruthlessly, and he was afraid that it would be his turn soon.No matter how you think about it, it is beneficial to agree.Hastily said: "Xiao An is willing!"

The bustard ordered the seats to be set up on the second floor, set up some refreshments, and ordered the turtle chosen by the young man to stay, and the rest to leave.She settled down, and she planned to avoid it, but seeing that the guests didn't drive her away, she hid aside to observe the situation.

With the consent of the guest, Mr. Gui took off his clothes, revealing his muscular body, and stripped off the boy's clothes when he went up, and he was very familiar with him.In the field of love and moon, although the young man often heard and witnessed the bed, but it was the first time he experienced it personally. He was watched by others, and he was a little nervous. Be clean.

Mr. Gui skillfully pinched the sensitive parts of his chest, waist and legs. The young man couldn't help teasing him, and let out an unbearable moan, which echoed in the empty building.

Guigong kneaded the other party emotionally, and his own part stood up high, so he grabbed the boy's long hair and forced his head to hang between his crotch.

After all, the young man is a young man, and he is not yet familiar with this matter. Seeing that his lips are about to touch the purple red thing, he instinctively refuses to back away.

In front of the guests, so uncooperative!Mr. Gui was furious, and was about to slap his face, "You bastard..." As soon as he raised his hand, he was stopped by a cold voice: "Slow down!"

The guest sat upstairs and said, "Don't do anything."

Mr. Gui is also clever, guessing that this guest is not allowed to beat others, probably because he wants to be gentle and affectionate.So he put away all the abusive tricks, and chose a gentle way to do it with all his strength.

He licked and licked the boy's whole body, kneaded him in every possible way, and even toyed with his sensitive parts repeatedly, which made the boy's face flushed, gasping for breath, and he looked distraught and infatuated.He held the boy's lower body again and stroked it skillfully, which made him tremble unceasingly, moaning louder than loudly.

After he vented, Mr. Turtle kissed him hard twice, and changed the swear words before to "be careful" and "brother loves you". Kneading his buttocks, the other hand poked a few fingers into his mouth, took them out after getting wet, and slowly inserted them into his back hole.

The young man has been enjoying the service of Mr. Gui, but at this moment his waist is swaying, although it is uncomfortable, he is not very repulsive.It wasn't until the fingers withdrew and the thick genitals suddenly inserted that he showed pain, screamed and struggled, tears streaming down his face.

Turtle Company was used to seeing nothing, and ignored it. It only paused for a while, and waited for his crying to subside before starting to move, clasped his waist, and hit him one after another.The boy was in great pain at the beginning, but gradually, his body flushed, and occasionally he trembled violently, and his voice also had a hint of charm.

Seeing that he had opened his eyes, Mr. Turtle even resorted to tricks, touching, rubbing and licking, while asking "Do you want it", "Is it cool", "Why are you so tight" and other obscene words that make people blush, while exerting force on his lower body The onslaught made the young man burst into spring, the waves twisted violently, moaned and screamed constantly, immersed in the sea of ​​passion and desire, completely forgetting that there was someone watching upstairs.

On the ornate cushion, two naked bodies intertwined, and there were endless voices and chatter.Mr. Gui changed his posture a few times, until he made the boy's face like a peach blossom, full of tears, throwing away his previous shyness, and entangled himself to cater to him.After a while, the young man was exhausted and couldn't bear it any longer, but Mr. Gui didn't let him go, he kept changing positions, going in and out, making the young man groan again and again.

The guests sat on the second floor to watch, and they remained calm in the face of this lewd scene.It wasn't until he heard the young man's joyful and weeping "Good brother, please forgive me..." that he raised his eyebrows, thinking of something, and smiled slowly.

When it was finally over, the boy's voice was already hoarse, like a puddle of spring water softened on the ground, and he remained motionless.Mr. Gui stood up, put on his clothes, bowed to the upstairs, then called people to come in, covered the boy with his clothes and carried him down.

The guest gets up and goes downstairs.The bustard greeted him with a smile on her face again: "My lord."

The guest nodded slightly at her: "Not bad."

Although he was still calm and arrogant, he seemed really satisfied after hearing this sentence.The bustard smiled even more gratifyingly: "As long as the young master likes it." They clapped their hands again, and a little boy came over with a plate.

The guest looked at the exquisite vial and silver box on the plate, and looked at her with some doubts.

"This is the top grade in the building," she said with a smile, "it can save people from suffering and injury, and they can experience the joy of love." She observed secretly, guessing that this guest is someone she has a crush on, and she must be very fond of that person.

Sure enough, the guest smiled slightly, very satisfied and happy.He took another bank note and handed it over.

When the bustard saw it, her eyes straightened again, her face blossomed into a smile, and she walked all the way to the gate: "My lord, go slowly! I will definitely come back next time, if you have any orders, just..."

The guest rode back home alone.After entering the house, servants and maidservants saluted along the way: "Master!"

He walked to the lake, the waves of the lake were soft, the breeze blew, and there were layers of ripples.

He thought of yesterday's boat on the same lake, the approaching breath, the other's hesitant look, and confused eyes.

He stood silently for a while, he didn't know what to think of, and gradually smiled, so fascinated, his face was also dyed a light red unconsciously.

He reached into the front of his clothes, touched the small items hanging on his chest, and left slowly with a smile.

Extra Story [-]: Competition and Competition

Yin Fengxiang was reading the accounts.

The wind blows in the sweet scent of sweet-scented osmanthus from the window, and occasionally a few kingfishers sing.

Yin Qingyu gently pushed the door open and walked in quietly.

"Stop painting?" Yin Fengxiang asked while reviewing the account books.

They came to Yangxian on the edge of Taihu Lake half a year ago and bought this garden.Although it is not as magnificent and expansive as Fenghua Villa, it is more elegant and quiet.There are not many servants, and there are no sect disciples after retiring from the rivers and lakes. There are less than ten people in the garden including the two of them.

Every pavilion, terrace, courtyard, small bridge, and flower pavilion in the garden is named and inscribed by Yin Qingyu.The couplets were also written by Yin Qingyu, and Yin Fengxiang had someone elaborately frame and engrave them.Although Fenghua Villa has changed hands, many businesses under it still need to be taken care of.Usually when the two are together, when they are separated and alone, it is Yin Fengxiang who reads the accounts and Yin Qingyu draws.

"No more drawing." Yin Qingyu gently sat down on the chair.Today, there are several plantain flowers blooming in the garden, which are huge and lovely. He excitedly took the painting tools over there early in the morning, but he only drew two pictures. For some reason, he lost his interest.

Yin Fengxiang, who was immersed in reading the accounts, smiled slightly and said, "I recently received news that Xixiang is going to get married in Xuanzhou."

"Really?" Yin Qingyu looked at him in surprise.

Yin Fengxiang nodded. "She married a manager in the Xuanzhou firm." Mrs. Yin dismissed the servants in Fenghua Villa, and most of them went to the firm below.Xixiang went to Xuanzhou and worked in the shop of the Four Treasures of the Study; Xiaoshuang went to the silk and satin shop in Huzhou.

"Then I have to congratulate her!" When Yin Qingyu was in Qinglu Garden, Xixiang and the two took good care of her. Hearing that she had a happy event, she was of course happy.He will never forget all the people who have been kind to each other, and he hopes that they can live well.

——including Cheng Fei and Ling Weiwei.

—and the princess.Half a year ago, when the procession of the Princess's West Marriage was halfway there, news spread that she had a sudden illness and passed away suddenly.The whole world was shocked by such a big event, but the imperial court vaguely mentioned it, and hastily handled the funeral, and there was nothing more to say.

Although he knew that the news might not be true, he was still full of worries.Fortunately, not long after, Feng Xiang received a secret message from King Jing and the princess, saying that the two were safe, so he was relieved.

The world is so big, I hope they can have a place to stay and be safe.

While he was thinking about it, Yin Fengxiang said with a smile: "It's just right, I plan to inspect the shops over there, and this time we will take a walk in Southeast Anhui."

"Great..." He stood up, his eyes bright and full of longing, "Will we go to Huangshan?"

Yin Fengxiang raised his head and looked at him with a smile, "Of course. You don't want to go?"

"I want to go!" Yin Qingyu was overjoyed.He has never been to that kind of famous mountain that soars into the clouds. Even standing at the foot of the mountain and taking a look at it, he is very satisfied... If he can climb the peak and be in the sea of ​​pines and clouds... then it must be impossible to paint with a brush wonderland...

"It's just that we have to wait. We'll set off after I've dealt with the matter these few days." Yin Fengxiang continued to read the accounts.

Yin Qingyu tilted her head slightly and looked at him. "Who told you to be better than me in everything, of course I'm busy with you."

Yin Fengxiang reviewed it quickly and said, "Where, when I'm with you, your ability to control yourself is much better than mine."

Yin Qingyu's face burned instantly, she was very embarrassed, "You..."

"I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously," Yin Fengxiang said with a smile, "However, your ability to hide and seek is really good."

Yin Qingyu frowned suspiciously.hide and seek?They only played together when they were very young, and they were usually amazing, how could they be so amazing?

"If you hide casually, I have been looking for it for two years, and I have to be very lucky. Tell me, who in the world is stronger than you?"

Yin Qingyu blushed because of his banter, but she was a little annoyed, "You...you just laugh at me like that...I know, I am inferior to you in everything, and you don't have to deny it."

Yin Fengxiang looked at him and restrained his tone: "How can you be inferior? Obviously you..."

Yin Qingyu knew what he wanted to say. "Don't mention calligraphy and painting." He whispered but somewhat stubbornly, "This doesn't count."

Yin Fengxiang heard that he didn't seem to be joking before, but seemed a little angry, so he put down the account book in his hand, knowing that he had to find a shortcoming in himself today.

"Then let's pick something we're not good at, and compare?"

"Okay!" Yin Qingyu's eyebrows lit up, looking forward to it.

It's not a day or two to have this feeling.In fact, Yin Fengxiang not only has both civil and military skills, but also excels in other things.For example, this summer he took himself to Qiantang River to watch the tide. He explained in advance the time for watching the tide, the best place to watch the tide, the possible dangers and how to avoid them. .Some people were excited and brave, but they were swallowed by the angry waves, and several of them died before being rescued.

World conditions and folk customs are also in line.Everywhere he went, he could always explain the local culture and customs clearly, not to mention that, along the way, he also taught himself how to observe the weather, the shape of clouds, the halo of the moon, the number of stars, and the morning glow. Wanxia... just the day before yesterday, he also taught himself to identify poisonous snakes and insects, how to avoid and treat them.

The rumors outside are not true at all, he is a perfect person, and I am very different from him.

Even if he has been cultivated and taught by a good teacher since he was a child, he can explain the difference now, but he... seems too useless.

Besides, Yin Fengxiang over there, after thinking for a long time, he finally found one thing, and he was so happy that he said, "Cooking!"

Speaking of two people who are not good at it, there is nothing more suitable than cooking.

The two of them have never done anything related to the kitchen since they grew up so old, and they have never even seen what the kitchen looks like.

Now they finally met.At this time, I looked at the stove and pots and pans, so it was very strange.

After hearing the intention of the two masters, Aunt Wu, the cook, did not return to her senses for a long time.She didn't believe it until Yin Fengxiang repeated it again.

She suggested that beginners should not do big fish and big meat, and come to something simple.So they randomly divided two dishes.

The first dish is toon scrambled eggs.

The second dish is fried beans.

Aunt Wu demonstrated one by one.She has superb craftsmanship. Before coming here, she worked as a chef in the famous Xinghua Village Restaurant in Yangzhou. She cooks and prepares dishes in one go.Now to demonstrate to them, I specially slowed down a lot and explained carefully.

Soon two dishes came out.The color is bright, the aroma is overflowing, not to mention delicious and palatable.

After the master is off the field, it's time for the two to go into battle.Before starting, Yin Fengxiang said to Yin Qingyu: "Brother, if there is a victory or defeat, there must be rewards and punishments, right?"

Yin Qingyu was slightly taken aback, and asked, "What is the punishment?"

"If I win, you will give me a painting." Yin Fengxiang smiled slightly, "What about you? What do you want if you win?"

Yin Qingyu thought about it for a while, "...is it okay to talk about it in the future?"

"of course can."

The two started to cook separately.

Yin Qingyu awkwardly set up the pot, watching the green beans sizzling inside.This bean was washed and peeled by Aunt Wu. He was trying to cut it, but he couldn't handle the heavy kitchen knife, and the first knife was crooked. Aunt Wu was so frightened that he rushed over to grab it. The light flashed, and the bean was long and short in the blink of an eye. Neatly cut into sections and piled up.

Aunt Wu guarded him in fear.Strange to say, with these two masters, she was always afraid of something unexpected happening to Yin Qingyu, but she was very relieved of Yin Fengxiang, who was the younger brother over there.She had only met the two brothers a few times, and she mistakenly thought that Yin Fengxiang was the elder brother.This can't be blamed on her. The younger brother is tall and straight, and he is dignified when he manages affairs; elder brother?

As the beans got hotter, a bubble of oil burst out of the pot and splashed out.Aunt Wu was about to pull Yin Qingyu away, but someone had already pulled him away from the pot.Yin Fengxiang let go of his arm, "Be careful!" Yin Qingyu steadied her footsteps and looked at him: "...Are you done?" Seeing that he had already turned off the stove.

"My fast." Yin Fengxiang smiled, and began to load the dishes.

Yin Qingyu hurried back to the pot and continued to toss.After a while, it finally came out.

Two dishes were placed on the table.The two people's sleeves were held at different heights, and they were covered in oily smoke.

From the outside, the toon scrambled eggs are slightly burnt, the beans are half green and half yellow, and the color is barely there.

The fragrance is not bad.

The rest is taste.

The two looked at each other, and then went to see Aunt Wu at the same time.

Aunt Wu seemed to have made a judgment in her mind, she just smiled and said, "You two young masters, try it for yourself?"

The two picked up chopsticks.

Yin Qingyu frowned as soon as she tasted the beans she made, they were so light and raw, she stopped eating half of them.Let's try the toon scrambled eggs made by Yin Fengxiang. Although they are not as tender and refreshing as those made by Aunt Wu, the color is bright, but the taste is very good, with a bit of burnt aroma, which has a unique flavor.

I couldn't help but picked up the second chopsticks.Looking up, seeing Yin Fengxiang looking at him with a smile, his face became a little hot, alas, I did such a bad job, why do I need to compare?

Aunt Wu smiled and said: "Second Young Master is cooking for the first time, so this is pretty good. The order is accurate, the oil and salt are appropriate, it is really rare..." She was in the kitchen, watching every step of the two of them clearly, "Does the bean, when the time is right?" Improper, the fire is uneven, so it is half-baked. In addition, if the heat is lost, it will turn from green to yellow... The eldest son is gentle, and the salt is light. In fact, this thing is not easy to salt, so it doesn’t matter if you put more. "

Seeing Yin Qingyu's disappointed look, she quickly comforted her: "However, this dish is a bit more difficult than the second young master's. If you practice it a few times over time, it will be almost the same."

Yin Fengxiang smiled and said: "My brother is not destined to be a cook, if he is down and out in the future, I have to come."

Aunt Wu let out an "ouch" and waved her hands again and again, "Young Master has a family business, how could you be down and out? These low-level things are done by us vulgar people, and you will never have to do them in your life."

"There is a specialization in art, and you can do what you are good at. You don't necessarily have to win fame and fortune to be considered a skill." Yin Fengxiang said, "Your old man is a master cook, and our brothers admire it very much."

As he spoke, he switched the two dishes and asked Yin Qingyu to eat his toon scrambled eggs.

Seeing Yin Fengxiang going to pick up the plate of beans one after another, Yin Qingyu hurriedly stopped her and said in a low voice: "Don't eat it." There are raw ones in it, so I don't know if eating them will cause any harm.

Yin Fengxiang naturally knew that raw beans were harmful, so he only picked cooked ones. "It's okay."

"Don't eat it." Yin Qingyu moved the plate away.

Pushing and pulling slightly, he suddenly noticed that Yin Fengxiang's wrist was red and swollen, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Yin Fengxiang was accidentally burned by the fire when he was about to start the pot, and he answered briefly. Yin Qingyu frowned and blamed: "Why didn't you say it earlier?" She got up to find medicine.

Aunt Wu was the cook, and she had scald medicine on hand. Yin Qingyu thanked her and took it, lightly applied it to Yin Fengxiang, and said in a low voice, "Be careful too."

"In a hurry."

Yin Qingyu was puzzled: "What's the hurry?"

Yin Fengxiang looked at him: "I'm in a hurry to win you. Otherwise, you think I let you on purpose."

Yin Qingyu blushed suddenly after hearing the last sentence.

In the evening, Yin Qingyu came to change Yin Fengxiang's dressing.Yin Fengxiang leaned next to him, and put his uninjured arm around him, "Brother, when will you give me the painting you promised me?"

Yin Qingyu thought for a while and said, "This doesn't count. Didn't you hear Aunt Wu say that my cooking is more difficult than yours?"

Yin Fengxiang was at a loss for words for a while, and then smiled and said: "But the winner and the loser have already been divided, so you can't play tricks?"

"This is unfair... Tomorrow, we will compete again." Yin Qingyu also felt a little wronged, and lowered her head and said softly.

"Okay," Yin Fengxiang put his arms around him and asked, "Compared to what?"

"...I'll tell you when I think it over." Yin Qingyu finished the medicine, looked at his wrist, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"Do you want me to tell the truth?" Yin Fengxiang met Yin Qingyu's gaze and said seriously, "It really hurts, so it feels like being burned by fire."

Yin Qingyu hurriedly held up his wrist to look at it again, and said worriedly: "What should I do? The medicine has been taken on time..." Lowered her head, blew gently a few times, and asked again, "Does it still hurt?"

Yin Fengxiang frowned: "It still hurts. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight, brother stay and talk with me."

It hurts so much! "Then..." Yin Qingyu was about to blurt out the word "that's good", when he suddenly felt that he hugged her even tighter, her body pressed against her, and it was scalding through her clothes, and her face also started to feel hot involuntarily.Suddenly realized something, and looked carefully at his wrist.

——Obviously this small patch of redness and swelling has subsided a lot compared to the daytime, but he kept crying out for pain.That time he was hit by Mrs. Yin's family law and was so badly injured that he didn't say a word.

Yin Qingyu broke free from him, "You're injured so badly, you'd better recuperate well tonight." After speaking, she got up and walked out, regardless of Yin Fengxiang's expression.After walking out the door, he couldn't help but smile.

The next day, after Yin Fengxiang learned about the content of the competition, he couldn't help but said, "Cooking again?"

"En." Yin Qingyu nodded.He thought it over, this time it is easier for two people to see who is better than the same person.I don't cook dishes anymore, after all, I learned it yesterday.Today I will be a person who knows nothing at all, and I will not let Aunt Wu teach me——Yin Fengxiang has a very strong learning ability, and he never forgets every time.

"Make buns." He said.

Yin Fengxiang sighed: "It's no better than cooking. Not only will there be no prizes if you win, but you won't even be able to sleep at night."

"Can't sleep?" Yin Qingyu thought he was sick from eating raw beans, and hurriedly asked, "Are you unwell?"

Yin Fengxiang nodded.

"Where does it hurt?"

Yin Fengxiang glanced at him: "It's hard to sleep alone."

Yin Qingyu blushed instantly, embarrassed and annoyed, said in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense."

When we got to the kitchen and explained why we came, Aunt Wu was surprised again.She looked around worriedly at the various items in the kitchen, and then politely gave them up.

No one's demonstration was extremely effective, and soon, the two of them stopped taking the first step.

—They don't know how to make stuffing.

After ruining the meat and vegetables again and again, Aunt Wu couldn't stand it anymore, so she even chopped and mixed them to prepare the three delicacies stuffing for them, and they reluctantly started the second step.

The second step is also a mess.

- They don't know how to face each other.

It will not be used even if it is given flour fertilizer. Pour water, either the flour is not soaked, or it is as thin as mud.

There was no other way, so Aunt Wu had no choice but to reconcile them again.

In the end all they had left was the bag.

Yin Qingyu tore a piece from the dough, trying to shape it into a round shape, but within a few strokes, it split in the middle and had to start all over again.After tossing and tossing for a while, the noodles were finally made into a round dimple, and then the stuffing was stuffed in, and then sealed.

After sealing it, he found that the mouth of the bun was crooked, the thickness was uneven, and the skin must be too small, so he had to slowly pinch it again to make the appearance a little decent.

After making two or three, I found out the texture of kneading the noodles, and the buns I made were more beautiful than the last one.

He glanced at Yin Fengxiang, Yin Fengxiang obviously worked very hard, the buns he made were not square or round, it was so ugly, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yin Fengxiang turned his head to look, raised his eyebrows to see him smiling, stretched out his hand to pull a little more, and concentrated on repairing the buns.

However, not only was it not repaired beautifully, but there were a few more bumps.

Yin Qingyu couldn't help laughing, and said: "Give it to me, I will help you."

After getting Yin Fengxiang's steamed stuffed bun, he pinched it a few times, and after a while the steamed stuffed bun became round and symmetrical. However, there were two extra ears on the steamed stuffed bun, which looked very funny and cute.

"Okay you!" Yin Fengxiang did not show weakness, snatched one of Yin Qingyu's buns, rubbed a section and pressed it up, and the bun suddenly had a tail.

The two scrambled back and forth, without paying attention, Yin Qingyu was sprinkled with dry flour from the case, and he stretched out his hand to pat it, but his hand was also contaminated, the more he patted it, the more it was covered on his clothes.

Seeing this, Yin Fengxiang took a step over to tidy up for him.He also had flour on his hands, so instead of patting it, he shook his clothes lightly, and saw that there was still some flour left on the collar, so he lowered his head and blew on it.

The hot breath was blown to the neck, and there was a burst of numbness, as if a fire was spreading, and there was nowhere to resist it.Yin Qingyu was a little flustered, and took a step away, not letting him blow.

Yin Fengxiang looked at him, whether to smile or not: "What's wrong, big brother, why is your face so red?... You blew much longer than this last night."

Annoyed, Yin Qingyu grabbed a handful of flour from the table and rubbed it on his hair.

Yin Fengxiang was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled and fought back with flour.

When Aunt Wu came in again, she saw that they hadn't stopped fighting, the flour was flying all over the sky, the desk was in a mess, and the heads and bodies of the two were so white that they could hardly be recognized.

Seeing the disgraceful appearance of the two masters, she was startled first, then laughed again, stood aside and watched, her eyes were full of kindness and kindness: "...the friendship between the two young masters is really good." She said with emotion, and then revealed A little melancholy, "I also have two sons. When they were young, they fought and played together... It's a pity that when they became adults, they turned against each other because of money... The parents of the two sons must be very lucky. The children are so harmonious."

Yin Fengxiang glanced at Aunt Wu, and stopped fighting with Yin Qingyu at the same time, shook the flour off his body, and went back to making buns.The people he selected, from the cook to the gardener to the boy who served tea and meals, were all honest and responsible, never asked more questions, so they knew nothing about the master's life experience.

—— Yin