Learn to cook Xiaojiao online goose raising [Gourmet]

Sitting side by side in front of the mirror, Zeyu couldn't stop tightening his sleeves with his fingers. There was a thin layer of calluses on Chongyun's fingertips. When wiping his hair, he would brush his side face from time to time, like a cat's tail scratching at the tip of his heart. Itchy.

"Okay."

Zeyu snorted softly, staring blankly at the mirror, Chongyun's ten slender fingers ran through the long black hair nimbly, curling them up gently from time to time, and the fingertips revealed a slight warmth.

The expression on the face of the person behind him was focused and gentle, as if he was caring for a precious treasure, Zeyu suddenly regretted it, and didn't want Chongyun to stop just like that.

"uncomfortable?"

Reluctantly putting down the veil, Chongyun pretended not to notice, and slowly slid the back of his hand across Zeyu's fair face, the touch was as smooth as a shelled egg. Would it be more delicious to take a bite?

"No, no."

Just now Chongyun caressed the back of his hand inadvertently, and along the arc from temple to chin, it became numb, Zeyu's face "chuckled" hot, as if electric current flowed through his whole body, he lowered his head slightly, unable to speak well.

When he raised his eyes again, he happened to meet Chong Yun's deep gaze in the mirror, and the two gazes were intertwined in the air, and it was inseparable for a moment.

"Let me rub your shoulders for you."

Unwilling to let go, Chongyun put his hands on Zeyu's shoulders, not light or heavy, just right for him to lean on his back.

Looking in the mirror, Zeyu's cheeks were flushed, and his golden pupils were misty with mist, as if he had been bullied by someone.

"Relax, or I won't work hard."

Feeling that Zeyu's body was inexplicably stiff, the fresh scent of acacia in that person's hair permeated Chongyun's breath, Chongyun's breathing began to be unsteady, his fingers gradually became restless, and bit by bit he moved towards the half-opened skirt of the person in front of him. move away.

"Chongyun."

Holding Chongyun's five fingers weakly with one hand, Zeyu's voice was covered with a nasal voice, her eyes were wet, her tiger teeth lightly bit her pink lips, she couldn't tell whether it was fear or expectation.

"Well, go to sleep."

Intentionally or unintentionally fiddled with Zeyu's jade-like fingers a few times, Chongyun suppressed the instinctive urge to plunder, Xiaojiao looked too young, it's better not to scare him too quickly.

The morning sun shines into the room, and the loud crowing of the rooster wakes up the sleep of one person and one bird. Zeyu buried his face in the pillow, not wanting to leave the warm bed.

Chongyun rubbed Zeyu's face with his chubby bird head, and heard the man mumble indistinctly, and asked knowingly:

"You seem to have dark circles under your eyes, didn't you sleep well?"

This whole night, Zeyu didn't sleep soundly. Before going to sleep, although Chongyun changed back into a bird shape, he always felt that this big white bird seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally going to get under the bed. Pretending to be asleep.

"You still have the nerve to ask?"

Zeyu turned over, put his arms around the fluffy big white bird, and simply used Chongyun's bird body as a pillow, which was quite comfortable.

Just when Chongyun lowered his neck and couldn't help but want to peck Zeyu's lips with his bird's beak, an inappropriate voice sounded outside the door:

"Boss Zeyu, people from Yichun Courtyard came to you and said they wanted to order some dishes, do you want to accept?"

Xiaoyue didn't want to call Zeyu by his name directly, so she made a compromise and called him the boss.

"Yes, tell him to wait, I'll come right away."

Sitting up with a tired body, Zeyu stretched, pouted unconsciously, and poked Chongyun's wings:

"If you make such a fuss again, just use it as my pillow at night, and don't sleep under the quilt."

"Don't talk about using it as a pillow, I can also use it as a bed for you."

With one wing, Chongyun's snow-white bird body instantly grew bigger, almost wrapping Zeyu in his arms.

"Good boy, I'm going to do business, quickly become a little sparrow, don't let anyone see me."

Scratching Chongyun's chin, Zeyu straightened his clothes and motioned him to follow her.

The person who came outside was the servant of the new godmother in Yichun Courtyard, and said that a nobleman came today and wanted to ask Zeyu to help cook a few dishes, and the money would not be small.

Zeyu followed him to the backyard of Yichun Courtyard, and saw the servant push open the kitchen door, pointing to the ingredients inside:

"After it's done, please send it to the Peony Room. There are not enough people, sorry."

Regardless of whether Zeyu agreed or not, he turned around and ran away in a hurry.

"He looks very strange, I have never seen this person before."

Xiaoyue, who became a handyman, followed Zeyu. She insisted that she was familiar with this place, and begged Zeyu to take her with her.

"After you left, I heard that the business here has deteriorated a lot, so it's not surprising to change people."

Zeyu handed the finished soy sauce chicken to Xiaoyue, asked her to take it, and said worriedly:

"When you see your former sisters, don't get too excited, lest you cause trouble."

Xiaoyue slapped her chest proudly: "Boss, don't worry, I have been working in the Fireworks Yard for so many years, so I have experience!"

Zeyu: ...

"In almost half an hour, how many dishes are ready, where did the vixen go?"

Bored and spinning around on the kitchen roof, Chongyun flew to the window from time to time, but still did not see Xiaoyue returning.

"Maybe I met someone I know, and I'm reminiscing about the old days."

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Zeyu shook his head helplessly. Xiaoyue has been there for a long time this time:

"Isn't there going to be any trouble? Even if she becomes a man, she is a vixen after all, and mortals with unstable minds will still be seduced."

"Then take the yin and nourish the yang by the way?"

After being glared at by Zeyu, Chongyun landed on the lid of the pot and changed his words:

"She is a monster, what can ordinary people do to her?"

"Don't wait, I'll serve it myself."

Sighing, Zeyu took off her apron, picked up the tray and walked out.

"Wait for me, when we go back, we must beat this yellow fox well."

Chong Yun quickly caught up and stood on the topknot of Ze Yu's head, looking around: Where did Xiaoyue go?

The hall of Yichun Courtyard was singing and dancing. At the wine table and in the corridors, the girls chatted with the drunk benefactors. Some couples couldn’t wait to go back to the room.

Chong Yun sneered: "Tsk, this is no different from a beast."

Silently agreeing with Chongyun's statement, Zeyu frowned lightly, without looking sideways, and walked past these mortals immersed in primitive animal nature:

"The Peony Room is here."

Unlike the intoxicated scene outside the door, the room was surprisingly quiet. Zeyu knocked on the door, and a charming female voice came from inside:

"come in."

Frowning slightly, Zeyu stepped into the room, and as soon as he put down the food box in his hand, suddenly his eyes blurred, a pungent-scented gauze covered his face, and the delicate female voice blew against his neck:

"Thank you officer, let's play... ah!"

Almost vomited out by the strong women's perfume, Zeyu suppressed his nausea, pulled off the veil from his face, and turned around abruptly:

The woman who fell on the ground was painted red and green, with snot and tears mixed in one piece, her hands curled up in front of her chest, her whole body shaking like chaff.

In the corridor outside the room, a dark gray figure heard the woman's screams, his expression changed, he picked up the bound fox Xiaoyue with one hand, and quickly fled it out the window, disappearing.

"Chongyun?"

She thought it was Chongyun who taught her a lesson, but just as Zeyu was about to ask, she heard Chongyun say in a deep voice:

"You have been restricted."

Just now, the woman's whole body was close to Zeyu's back, and Chongyun was about to strike, when a golden light shot out from Zeyu's back and shot straight at her hands.

In the blink of an eye, the woman was writhing in pain as if being burned by a raging fire.

"what happened?"

Zeyu couldn't understand, but Chongyun flew to the woman's head and shook off a feather at will.

When the pure white bird feathers touched the woman's skin, there was an unpleasant burning smell, and traces of black smoke emerged from her body and dissipated in the air.

The woman completely lost consciousness and passed out.

At this time, there were several blushing noises suddenly heard from the depths of the wing room. One person and one bird glanced at each other. Zeyu carefully lifted the curtain, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

There were several women on the ground, all disheveled and ugly, all of them called "Brother Xie" indistinctly, and their expressions were no different from the women I met at the door.

"It's been drugged, maybe it's a drug, maybe it's Gu, the perpetrator is not nearby, so I can't feel it."

Seeing Zeyu's doubts, Chongyun applied a little method, and the girls closed their eyes immediately, fell into a deep sleep, and persuaded:

"These are just puppets, but they seem to be coming for you. Let's get out of here first."

Until the two hurried out of the Yichun courtyard, they still didn't find Xiaoyue's trace, Zeyu hesitated and said:

"Is Xiaoyue with them?"

"Hard to say."

Chongyun raised his wings, and slowly flew around the Yichun courtyard, and lightly landed on Zeyu's shoulder:

"She's not here, I can't find her breath, let's go back first."

Zeyu was worried: "If she is not in the same group, she might be in danger?"

Pecking at his face, Chongyun comforted him:

"I know, I'll go and find out tomorrow to find out what's going on here."

One person and one bird returned to the house vigilantly all the way, but Xiaoyue did not come back, Chongyun thought about it, and asked Baizhu to try his luck at the place where Aunt Hua lived.

After the white pig left, Zeyu couldn't wait to pull Chongyun back into the room, sat at the table, and asked:

"What do you mean by saying that I have restrictions on me?"

"Do you still remember that Ba snake? When I flew to your side, that snake was almost eliminated. I asked, there is no third mountain god in the mountain. Now that I think about it, it should be a spell that you unconsciously touched. "

Sitting next to him in human form, Chongyun explained in this way, and asked with concern:

"Are you feeling unwell right now?"

Zeyu replied truthfully: "No, it's just like falling apart."

"Then I'll help you to rest. I don't know who made this restriction. Even if it's harmless to you now, you should pay more attention."

Being helped to the bed by him, Zeyu had already covered herself with a quilt, but she caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye:

Chongyun took off his outer robe and wanted to climb up, Zeyu stammered for a moment:

"You, you change back, the bed is very small."

He hugged the brocade quilt tightly with both hands, and his pair of golden eyes were watery, like a lamb that fell into a wolf's lair.

Staring closely at the delicious little jiao in front of him, a fire ignited in Chongyun's stomach unconsciously, he lifted his chin with his index finger, and said with a light smile:

"What does it matter if the bed is small? Two people don't have to sleep side by side, for example..."

The author has something to say:

Zeyu: (naively) So you want to teach me how to sleep?

Chong Yun: (pretending to be serious) You can also say the same.