Tongzhuang Shili Rice Flower Fragrance

"You also helped me take a bath when I was a child, why not now." Mingrou said a little unhappy.

"You said it yourself, it was when you were a child." Ye Qiuniang felt that the little ghost in front of her was becoming difficult.

"I was me when I was a kid, I was me when I was an adult, what a difference."

Ye Qiuniang began to regret that there was no bathtub at home, otherwise she would just throw this chattering little drunk into the bathtub and scrub for a while, so that she would not have to face a lot of noise from her at this time.

Ming Rou was drunk, Ye Qiuniang didn't know how to start to help her take a bath, and let her wash alone because she was afraid that she would fall, so she finally decided not to take a bath.

When she returned to the house after washing herself, Ming Rou lay on the bed tossing and turning, looking particularly energetic.

Ye Qiuniang sat on the edge of the bed, touched her head lightly and said, "Does the headache hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt," Mingrou shook her head, "Jiujiu, go to bed, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

When Ye Qiuniang heard her words, she still felt like Meng Lang, but based on her understanding of the little girl, she only understood the meaning literally. Thinking of the unconscious touch when she was fed the hangover soup just now, she couldn't help but her heart beat like a drum. .

Seeing Ye Qiuniang taking off her shoes and going to bed, Mingrou hugged her directly like a little cat.

Ye Qiuniang had just finished taking a bath, and she was only wearing an unlined garment. Seeing that she bumped into her so straight up, she couldn't help but dodge and put her hands on her little head.

"I just said that you, a little drunk, stink and dare to bump into me."

Mingrou smiled and said: "It doesn't stink, it smells good, and the wine smells good too, if you don't believe me, smell it."

After speaking, she straightened her body and raised her neck to lean towards Ye Qiuniang's face, wanting to prove that she is delicious.

Ye Qiuniang couldn't dodge in time, her upturned nose just brushed against the delicate skin of her neck, and the rich aroma penetrated into her nostrils with the smell of wine, bursts of intoxicating.

"Tell me—whether it smells good or not!"

"Xiang!" Ye Qiuniang hurriedly pulled her down and didn't want her to continue messing around, but she didn't expect that Ming Rou couldn't stabilize her body and fell into her arms.

Hearing a muffled groan, although Mingrou was drunk, she knew it hurt, so she hurriedly stretched out her hand to feel where it hurt.

But what I didn't expect was that what I got was a soft and plump touch... It turned out that I touched cotton...

Ming Rou is very courageous, and she is very drunk, which slows down her mind.

She didn't remove her hand in time, she unconsciously licked her lower lip.

The hand has its own thoughts, and it can go wherever the hand wants to go, so let it go.

Intensifying is the consciousness of the hand.

She thought to herself, and found an excuse for her meng lang's behavior.

Just when she was about to continue, her wrist was grasped by a slender and strong hand.

"Chirp—"

Mingrou raised her big innocent eyes, and called Ye Qiuniang's name aggrievedly, but saw the pink face of the woman in front of her.

"Jiujiu, your face is so red."

After Ming Rou finished speaking, she stretched out her hand to touch her face again, it seemed extremely hot, so she straightened up again, and pressed her face against it.

"Rou'er's face is cool, I can give you ice."

No, your face is not cold at all.

Ye Qiuniang felt that she was already sweating in this cold weather, and Mingrou's approach made her feel even hotter, so she hurriedly grabbed Mingrou's shoulders to hold her still and said, "Okay, I'm not hot anymore, it's not too late , we should lie down and sleep."

Ming Rou still wanted to play, especially the place that she accidentally touched just now, which made her feel a little itchy, she reached out and wanted to grope Ye Qiuniang's arms, but the other party grabbed her mercilessly. Gently piled back, and fell into the bed.

"go to bed!"

Mingrou didn't want to cling to her, but Ye Qiuniang wrapped the quilt tightly around her, and the soft and fragrant touch followed, which made her dizzy in the head, and finally couldn't hold her eyelids back, and fell asleep.

When she woke up again, it was already daylight, Ye Qiuniang had already gotten up and went to the Zhuangzi, Mingrou sat on the bed with her messy hair, her mind was a bit broken, but the scenes before going to bed last night came to mind, Some remember some and some don't remember, but the ones she remembers are enough to make her small ears quickly fill with red, and she can't help but bury her head in the quilt.

Ahhh, what the hell am I doing.

Jiujiu is great, to be able to tolerate himself to this extent.

Ming Rou couldn't help but put her hands on her chest, wanting to feel the fullness of her hands again, but no, there was no feeling of heartbeat, let alone the feeling of a full grip.

Somewhat resentfully, he put down his hands, sighed, and then got up to wash.

After tidying up and coming to the workshop, Tiantian has been working for a long time, and is preparing for Fushuiyao's opinion on purple lip balm yesterday.

Seeing Mingrou coming in, she said without raising her head, "Didn't you get drunk last night, I thought I'd sleep until noon."

"Fortunately, Jiujiu made me hangover soup last night."

As soon as the words fell, something seemed to catch in his mind.

give medicine?

Ming Rou stood on the spot for a long time before she came back to her senses, only then did she realize that her cheeks were scorching hot.

"Have you put on rouge? Why is it so red, redder than our rouge?"

"Ahem..." Mingrou almost choked on her own saliva, and quickly waved her hands, "No, no, I suddenly feel a little hot."

Zhong Tiantian looked at his body wrapped like a ball, and expressed his perplexity, but was instantly attracted by the matter in his hands, and ignored her, only Ming Rou stood there, blushing for a while. White.

After a whole day, Mingrou was absent-minded about doing anything in the workshop, either she encountered this or added the wrong paint, Zhong Tiantian couldn't bear it anymore, and directly drove her out of the workshop and closed the door.

Ming Rou couldn't get into the workshop, and sat in the yard teasing the big geese. It's been almost a year since Chuwu came to their house. From being the overlord at the beginning to being indifferent now, it's already a big improvement , if you provoke it, it will still come up and peck it indiscriminately, and no one else dares to provoke it. Ming Rou lures it with food every day, and finally it doesn't get pecked so badly.

The sun went down quickly, and Mingrou realized that Ye Qiuniang was going home soon, but she hadn't done anything all day, so she hurriedly went to the kitchen to boil some water for cooking when she came back.

Just as she was stepping out of the door of the kitchen, she bumped into a tall figure head-on, Ming Rou took a step back while clutching her sore nose, raised her eyes to see that it was the culprit who disturbed her mind all day, and gave her a nasty look.

"Why did you come in all of a sudden? Didn't you call once or twice before?"

When Ye Qiuniang came home, sometimes she would be called by her name when entering the hospital, but this time she quietly appeared.

Ye Qiuniang gave her an angry look, and her whole body shuddered for no reason.

The two looked at each other, as if they both thought of something, and suddenly one was shy and the other had red ears.

Ye Qiuniang coughed lightly, pretending to be calm and said, "I called, but you didn't hear me."

Mingrou didn't doubt that there was him, she really thought she didn't hear it, so she said, "Okay, then...then you cook, I'm going out."

Ye Qiuniang staggered away from her sideways, and lightly tossed her soft hair, which slid past the tip of her nose, making her breathless, and she stood still for a long time before calming down a little.

Ever since they left the Ming Mansion, their meals have always been very simple. Even after Ming Rou found out about her wealth and made a lot of money with her business, she didn't know much about food. other higher requirements.

When eating in the evening, leaving aside the weird thoughts in their hearts, the meal was harmonious after eating, Ye Qiuniang asked: "Since you don't want to go back to Zhuangzi, do you want someone to come to your house to cook for you? "

Ming Rou asked in astonishment, "Are you too tired from cooking?"

"Why are you tired? It's just that I only have these few dishes for a meal. I'm afraid you will get tired of it."

"I'm not tired, and I won't get tired of eating for a long time, but I'm afraid that you are busy, and you have to cook for me after a hard day."

Seeing Mingrou's self-reproach, Ye Qiuniang comforted her: "I'm not tired, I'm willing to cook for you for the rest of my life... Cough, I'm afraid that sometimes I won't be able to come back to cook for you at night. There are no less than ten dishes for a table, and now in our house, there will be no more than three dishes..."

Ming Rou lowered her head and said in a low voice: "Three is enough, and one is enough. As long as I can eat enough, it's really not enough. I'll learn to cook by myself."

Ye Qiuniang chuckled slightly: "Look at you, now you have so much property, and you have to cook by yourself, how can you be such a young lady?"

Only then did Ming Rou sullenly say: "Forget about this workshop, Tian Tian usually comes here to work and doesn't disturb others. I don't want any more outsiders in this house, just the two of us will be fine."

Only then did Ye Qiuniang know what she was thinking, her heart softened, she only felt that she regarded this home as her real home, and she felt warm in her heart, she put down her chopsticks, reached out and lightly touched Mingrou on the table With the back of his hand, he said: "No outsiders are invited, just the two of us, and I will come back to cook. If I have something to do, I can ask Atao to bring it to you. It is feasible."

"Well, good." Mingrou felt the warmth of Ye Qiuniang's hand on the back of her hand, and her heart couldn't help but beat a little hard.

She doesn't know what's wrong with her today. In the past, she often hugged Ye Qiuniang. At that time, she just felt very close and close, but now, when she touches her lightly, she feels that her whole body is hot and hot, even her heart is hot. It was bulging, and the heart was beating fast.

Mingrou didn't dare to say more, for fear that Ye Qiuniang would hear the trembling in her words, so she hummed and quickly withdrew her hand, lowered her head and ate silently.

Although Ye Qiuniang is getting older, she has never experienced such a thing. She doesn't know if what she is doing is correct, and she doesn't know what Ming Rou is thinking in her heart. It is a hazy and unreal thing, which makes people feel like drinking a jug of warm fruit wine, burning their heart, making them a little dizzy, and the aftertaste is long and unstoppable.

She just wanted no external things to interfere with this rare and warm situation. Rou'er did not hide or dodge, and the two continued to cuddle up to each other and live the current life well, which made her satisfied enough.