After being reborn, she was pregnant with the cub of the late emperor

Soul and ◇

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Song Yun's eyes were full of mist, and the eye sockets were sore.But he still saw clearly that Qi Yin's smug smirk was exactly the same as that of the wedding night.

Qi Yin is really back.

"Let me give you a hug, Yunyun—" Qi Yin was about to get up, but Song Yun threw a dog into his arms and fell back on the bed, "Ahem... Yunyun, this is not what I want to hug."

Qi Yin patted the already cold dog's head, his dark eyes curved into a smile, and said witty words to Song Yun with a shy face: "Yun Yun is so gentle with puppies, how come I have become a lion roaring in the east of the river?"

Song Yun snorted: "How dare I disrespect Your Majesty. Your Majesty has great powers. He clearly said earlier that he didn't know when or how to be resurrected. He didn't allow me to see the original body, saying that his face was pale and his limbs were stiff. It looks scary. I can see that His Majesty is in great spirits, and it is no problem to get a big head."

"Yunyun still remembers the day of the big wedding. If you want to see it, I will perform a performance for Yunyun on the spot... Don't be angry, it's your birthday." Qi Yin hugged Song Yun by the waist, and dawdled back and forth, "The master said When the old and the new change, the soul will find the most suitable body to return to, but he doesn't know how to operate it. He only said that everything is God's will. Until just now, I was not sure that I could come back. The reason why I kept it from Yunyun, I asked my elder brother to move my body to the house in advance, because I thought that if anything happened, I would be regarded as having officially entered the Song family and met my father-in-law and mother-in-law, so that I would not be a lonely ghost. In case of any accident, I would die in the In Yunyun's arms—"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Song Yun frowned and interrupted, trying to cover Qi Yin's mouth, but subconsciously covered his dog's mouth.

Qi Yin kicked the black dog away calmly: "It's all the same."

Song Yun blushed instantly, let go of her hands, and turned her back: "A dog can't spit out ivory. If it's Chinese New Year, you should be punished if you say something unlucky! You have to say it again!"

"Yes, yes, what you said just now is wrong, it doesn't count." Qi Yin leaned up and hugged Song Yun again, resting his head on his shoulder lightly, "Chinese New Year is a small matter, but Yun Yun's birthday is a big matter. Yun Yun, last time The Longevity Noodles are delicious, can you teach me how to make them well? Even if it is a punishment for me.”

Song Yun's ears were hot, and her voice was low and inaudible: "How can a birthday star cook for himself..."

"I'll do it, can Yunyun guide me?" Qi Yin tilted his head slightly, the tip of his nose traced the outline of Song Yun's ears from top to bottom, and slowly passed across his jaw, breathing thick and hot, "Yunyun, I haven't done it before." .Without you watching, if I accidentally light up the kitchen, my father-in-law wouldn’t want to see me, and he would definitely throw me into the juggling troupe for the crime.”

Song Yun recalled the appearance of puppy Qi rolling around with a fire ring in his mouth before, and couldn't help being angry and couldn't help laughing: "Which juggling troupe is willing to take you in? You have to teach you how to drill fire rings now."

"Well, I'm not accepted anywhere else, only Yunyun wants me. Yunyun can teach me, I'm sure I'll learn by analogy."

Qi Yin pestered Song Yun to go to the kitchen with him.Song Yun was worried that his soul had just possessed a body, so he should not be tired.Qi Yin said that cooking is not exhausting, and the real exhausting thing is not in the kitchen.

Qi Yin is such a pervert, Song Yun knew what he was thinking as soon as he raised his eyebrows.

Minghuangju has its own small kitchen, and during the few steps from the bedroom to the kitchen, Qi Yin seems to have grown up on Song Yun, and it is inappropriate to hug him.

The third time Song Yun pulled off the hand that was wandering around his waist, he finally couldn't help but said: "This is at my house! My parents, and the grand master are still watching the new year outside!"

Qi Yin tilted his head and smiled slyly: "Just go back to the palace?"

"The situation is changing rapidly, the outcome is uncertain, and you don't even care about saving your life. What's on your mind?" Song Yun blushed again, and said to herself in a low voice, "Tie Niu is right, there is no man who is not greedy." , It’s still dishonest to write on the tablet and come back alive.”

"Well, what did Yunyun say? Teacher, what teacher?" Qi Yin opened his dark and foggy eyes with a narrow expression.

"When did you become deaf... Hurry up and make noodles! Hurry back to the palace after eating!" Song Yun pushed Qi Yin into the kitchen.

The Song family's food has always been excellent during the festivals. The kitchen has all kinds of ingredients, including chicken, duck, fish, river delicacies and mountain delicacies.But Qi Yin definitely doesn't know how to take care of it, and he doesn't need to be so rich.Song Yun only needs him to order a handful of dried noodles, scald two small cabbages, and say a few auspicious words.

But Qi Yin refused: "What Yunyun gave to me, I will also give to Yunyun. Yunyun, teach me how to do it last time, okay?"

"Okay." Song Yun looked back with a gentler look.

But for half a year, I have experienced more things than my previous life.When Qi Yin's body is more stable, tell him about his previous life.In this way, it is really a complete heart-to-heart mutual trust.

"Meet the face first."

"Yeah. I remember the last time Yunyun soaked osmanthus in water, and the noodles it made taste very good. There is no osmanthus at this time."

"Just use plum blossoms. There's a plum tree just outside the kitchen window, and it's blooming just right."

"Really?" Qi Yin didn't look back to look out the window, but just smiled at Song Yun with his eyebrows bent, "Yunyun help me pick some, please."

Song Yun thought to himself, the plum blossoms are just outside the window, and they can be grabbed by just reaching out, and they can order others around without using their own hands.But looking at Qi Yin's smiling face, his heart softened after all, and Song Yun picked off a branch of the best-blooming red plums, picked them off one by one and put them in a bowl.

Qi Yin then poured water into the bowl, but the pour was inaccurate, and most of the water spilled out and splashed on his shoe.

Qi Yin hurriedly tucked his wet feet under his clothes, and smiled awkwardly at Song Yun: "Yun Yun, what's the next step?"

Really clumsy.Song Yun pretended not to see it, washed the plum petals repeatedly, and said, "Pour in the flour and dough, knead the petals in together, not only the taste is good, but the color is also beautiful."

Qi Yin bowed his head: "Well... Kneading noodles... Do you need flour for kneading noodles? Flour is in..."

Song Yun looked at his hesitation and raised his forehead.This man is really used to smooth talk, saying that he cooks himself to make longevity noodles for the birthday star, and he doesn't even know the flour, so he wants Song Yun to come by himself.

Song Yun put a bag of flour on the chopping board in front of Qi Yin, picked up a handful of flour and put it on the tip of Qi Yin's nose: "You don't need flour to make noodles, you use northwest wind."

"Does Yunyun think that I don't work hard and don't know the grains?" Qi Yin grabbed Song Yun's slender hand, the tip of his nose was a little white, his eyebrows were drooping and his eyes were aggrieved, very much like the yellow raccoon in the past.

"Who told someone to be brave and insist on cooking, and said that he would learn by analogy once he learned it." Song Yun smiled and pushed Qi Yin away, pouring water and kneading the noodles by himself.

Qi Yin hugged him from behind, squeezed into the dough to find Song Yun's hand, and held it tightly.

"Let go, the good noodles have been kneaded to the point of disfigurement." Song Yun raised his elbow, but Qi Yin clung to him even tighter, "It's cold, and you have to cook for your birthday, But I can't help. I can only hug Yunyun to make Yunyun warmer."

What kind of fallacy is this? If you want to take advantage and find an excuse, you can't find a less outrageous one.

Song Yun had no choice but to continue kneading the dough awkwardly: "Pass me the salt—the one in the white clay pot—I forgot to add it just now, adding some salt to the noodles will make it more chewy..."

Song Yun obviously felt that the body of the person holding her was stiff for a moment, but then she didn't move.

"Qi Yin, it's too obvious to make an inch of it. You are so bold that you let the birthday star cook for himself, and you can't even pass a salt." Song Yun turned around feigning anger, "Just now you can say that you can't recognize flour, but now you are Don't even recognize white clay pots—"

Before Song Yun finished speaking, his gaze was fixed on Qi Yin's smiling eyes.He was clearly looking at himself, but his eyes didn't fall to the real point. It was like this since Song Yun entered the bedroom and saw him just now. Could it be...

Song Yun's heart suddenly tightened, and he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Qi Yin's eyes. Qi Yin grabbed Song Yun's hand and clasped his fingers tightly.Song Yun just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Qi Yin say, "It's windy. Yunyun's hands are so cold."

Song Yun's heart sank to the bottom in an instant, her eyes were sour, and her voice was hoarse: "How could it be... your eyes were obviously good before..."

"I don't understand either. Maybe the black dog I used before was blind. My soul couldn't see it for a long time, and I still couldn't change it after returning to my body. Maybe it will be fine tomorrow." Qi Yin leaned close to Song Yun, rubbing the tip of his nose His, "I wanted to hide it from Yunyun, because I was afraid that Yunyun would feel sorry for me, and I was afraid that Yunyun would not want me anymore. That's all for the blind Qi puppy. Yunyun is like a fairy, marrying a blind husband is really wronged."

The noses touched, and Song Yun was also disfigured. The close breathing was seductive and depressing. Song Yun's throat was a little thirsty: "Do you think I am wronged, or you are wronged..." Song Yun pursed his lips and quickly Qi Yin nodded his lips, "Why don't you want me? Even if you can't change back, so what... Will the previous scars and diseases continue? Qi Xiaogou can't see, Qi Xiaomao...Qi Xiaomao's tail—— "

Song Yun's unfinished words were blocked and crushed by Qi Yin's domineering lips, and his heart was full of worries. At this time, something else disturbed his heartbeat——Song Yun was like a thirsty fish in the intertwined breathing. The soft lips and tongue that fit inch by inch are temporarily comforted, carefully traced from the corners of the lips to the peaks of the lips, and only remember to breathe when the tip of the nose touches.

Qi Yin's voice was low and restrained: "Qi's cat has a tail, Qi Yin has nothing but other things. Qi's cat has a broken tail, but Qi Yin is intact."

Song Yun closed her eyelids and exhaled slowly.How complete, of course he knew, and he had already felt it clearly at this moment.

"Is it okay, Yunyun?" Qi Yin buried his head in Song Yun's collarbone, rubbed upwards, touched the hot earlobe with the tip of his nose, and then swallowed it, his voice was indistinct.

"Noodles... Longevity noodles..." Song Yun put his back on the stove and put his hands on the chopping board.The white clay pot was knocked over, the salt grains and dry flour were mixed together, and the already kneaded dough rolled pitifully to the ground.

"Noodles, please ask Yunyun to do it."

Song Yun let out a "huh", exhaled hot breath, and pushed Qi Yin's chest with limp hands: "Then...then get out of the way..."

Qi Yin took advantage of the situation and grabbed Song Yun's wrists. The Buddhist beads on the wrists were in the way, and he simply took them off, and scribbled around Song Yun's messy black hair, then clasped his wrists and pressed down.

"I'll do it first, Yunyun will do it later."

Thin kisses fell down.

"Or, if I'm doing it, Yunyun will also do it, so there's no delay."

The plum blossoms on the first day of the first lunar month swayed in the dark night, and the petals swayed and fell all over the ground.