Wearing a mountain village tuff

Shen Wujing looked at the red lips that were close at hand, her eyes became darker.

The lips were vermilion, after fluttering for a while, they became much rosier again.The corners of the mouth were raised, drawing all of Shen Wujing's attention.

He repeated silently in his heart, not to scare him.It was only then that he regained his senses, and just hugged the person like an upright gentleman.

His voice was tense: "No."

Ye Baiyou tossed on him like a kitten, as if she wanted to completely mark this man with her own scent, and swear to everyone: This man is his!

But now he saw that the man's temples were all stained, either he was sick or...

"Is it hot?"

Ye Baiyou carefully supported his shoulders and tried to get down, but Shen Wujing wrapped his arms around his waist like red-hot iron.

Hot and hard.

hot?

The temperature has passed through the cloth to him.Ye Baiyou put her hands back in doubt, covering the man's big hands.

"Why is it so hot?"

The red lips were exposed, and the flexible tip of the tongue could be seen while speaking.With the fragrance of my brother, scratching in Shen Wujing's heart like ants drilling a hole.

Shen Wujing took a deep breath and buried her head on her brother.

Ye Baiyou held his face and lifted it up, lowered her head, her eyes lingering on his face. "What's the matter?"

Shen Wujing's calm eyes suppressed the raging desire that filled the sky.

"Ayou wants to know?"

Ye Baiyou faintly felt that something was wrong now, but with his more beautiful face, he followed his words like being confused by a sea monster: "Think."

Shen Wujing's Adam's apple rolled, she quietly hid her hoarse voice, guiding like a deer tempting a lost mountain deer.

"Then Ayou closes your eyes."

Ye Baiyou looked at his lips and blinked.

Mind slightly Yang.

He moved his butt and froze again.

Seeing the man's forbearance, he seemed to know what it was...

He smiled suddenly, wrapping his hands around the man's neck.Press it straight up against that lip.

The broken words were scattered between his lips and teeth, Shen Wujing's breath was stagnant, and he only heard him say: "Kiss if you want, don't be afraid."

Suddenly, Shen Wujing couldn't laugh or cry.

My brother is bold.

The surging wind blew into the window, lifting the long hair of the two embracing each other and entangled in the air.For a while, I couldn't tell you from me.

Both of them don't understand, but both of them are enjoying the joy brought by their lovers.

Shen Wujing turned against the guest and hugged the man's waist tightly in her arms.From tentative to familiar, from soft to intense...

An emotion called liking overlapped at the fingertips of the two.interlocking fingers.

After the kiss, the person who said not to be afraid just now clung to Shen Wujing's shoulders, his arms and legs softened, and his forehead rested on his neck.

"Brother, good luck."

Shen Wujing held the long hair of the person in her arms, and ran down his back with one hand.Hearing this claim, Shen Wujing lightly pressed the tip of her nose against her brother's neck, opened her mouth to grind the soft flesh.

"Ayou, don't hook me." His Adam's apple was stained with sweat, and he was so sexy while rolling.

Ye Baiyou licked his lips and curled up the corners of his mouth.The tails of the eyes are crimson, but there is lust hidden in the pupils.

He bent his fingers and hooked Shen Wujing's hand.

"Master, I like you."

Shen Wujing pursed her lips tightly, but the joy overflowing in her heart was surging.He couldn't help himself, pulled the man out of his arms and kissed him again.

With a smile on the corner of Ye Baiyou's lips, she gently closed her eyes and accepted it with pleasure.

The lips are soft and the person is cute.

In the small pond, the fish swim freely.The lotus leaves lean on each other with the breeze, showing a graceful posture.

The door that had been closed for a long time was reopened.

Ye Baiyou's brows and eyes were full of spring, and her pursed lips were cut and slightly swollen.

He smiled and hummed a little tune to cook for the young master.

Passing by the window sill, Ye Baiyou lay down on it.From the perspective of the person sitting in front of the desk, although it is still magnificent, it is very clear.But he fell into the mortal world and was hooked into the fireworks of the world by himself.

Ye Baiyou smiled and stretched out her hand.

He lightly hooked his fingertips that landed on the table. "Master, what do you want to eat?"

Shen Wujing raised her eyes, bent her lips and smiled lightly.

"Is anything ok?"

Ye Baiyou had an expression of "So you are like this", he blushed, touched the hand on the table viciously as a reward, turned around and ran away happily.

Shen Wujing smiled lightly.

Turn your head and get more and more involved in the things you have to deal with.

Since he encloses brother under his wing, he should settle his own affairs well.

Shen Wujing was busy, and Ye Baiyou was not free either.

Today's buns are selling well, and Ye Baiyou plans to make half more.These two flavors are still the same.

Repeat the previous steps to adjust the filling first.Then came the face-off again.Because of the large quantity, Yebai pomelo was wrapped in advance.When you wake up the next morning, steam the buns and take them to the county.

In the past few days, Ye Baiyou's business has become more and more prosperous, but there are also many people who are jealous.

Wong Kee Restaurant.

Huang Jixiang looked at the steamed buns on the plate.Whether it's the shape or the taste, if it's not the kind of gourmet looking for food, the Yuyebaiyu's is not much different from the average person's taste.

Huang Shengcai squeezed a steamed stuffed bun and put it into his mouth, he was a little satisfied with the steamed stuffed bun that had been improved several times.

"Okay."

On the same day, the Huang family directly posted the cabbage and pork buns on the signboard.The price is exactly the same as Ye Baiyou's.

Huang Jixiang even picked up Ye Baiyou's way of drawing boards and erected boards outside the shop.

For a moment, Ye Baiyou had thought about it when he saw the people who couldn't eat his own buns and poured into other shops that followed his example.

It's time for a new product.

There are tens of thousands of bun fillings, depending on whether people can make them.

Sauce pork buns, custard buns, braised pork with preserved vegetables, cabbage vermicelli...

Ye Baiyou turned her wrist.

Due to limited materials, let’s make a bun with sauced meat and cabbage vermicelli.These two are relatively cheap.

The key is to be a fan.

Ye Baiyou sat side by side next to Shen Wujing, the window in front of her was wide open, facing the yard.

He tapped his hand on his forehead. "fan……"

Frowning in distress, with a heavy head, Ye Baiyou pressed against Shen Wujing's shoulder.

fan?

Shen Wujing tilted her head, unable to see clearly what was in her brother's eyes.

However, he hasn't followed his brother to the streets for several days, and this time the matter at hand has come to an end, and Shen Wujing can also have a few days of free time.

Ye Baiyou was thinking whether to be a fan or not.Just to make steamed stuffed buns, get this thing out...

The forehead grinds and grinds on the man's shoulder.

No matter how determined Shen Wujing is, she doesn't care about the matter at hand right now.He put his palm against Ye Baiyou's head, and lifted it up lightly.

"What are you thinking bro?"

Ye Baiyou put the textured brush in his hand on the inkstone, moved a few steps, and turned to face Shen Wujing.

"I want to eat." Ye Baiyou was like a cat, with round eyes.His eyes fixed on the man's face, and he rubbed his face with his hands.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he felt as comfortable as a groomed cat.

As he rubbed against each other, Shen Wujing kept maintaining this posture, pampering him.

Ye Baiyou found this rather interesting.

He smiled all over his face, clutching the hands on his face, and turned his head.His face was buried directly in his big hands.

The corners of Shen Wujing's mouth turned up slightly, and she rubbed her brother's delicate skin with her fingertips. "Do you need help?"

Ye Baiyou shook his head, brushing his face as big as a palm.

Shen Wujing curled her fingertips slightly.

He raised his other hand hanging by his side, and gently squeezed his brother's neck.With a tight voice, he said, "Sit up straight, and be careful of neck pain."

Ye Baiyou looked up.

The chin rested on Shen Wujing's palm and still did not move away.He stared straight at him with a pair of eyes, as if he hadn't seen anyone in a hundred years, and he couldn't bear to look away.

Looking at it, the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter.

Silly, but also sincere.

Shen Wujing's finger bones scraped lightly across his face. "Is Ayou optimistic?"

Since that day, my brother has often been like this.Sometimes it is to stay quietly on the sidelines, just watching him motionless.Sometimes it's doing things with your hands and doing two things with one mind.

If you make an inch of it, my brother will come over and stand next to him, just watching.

Shen Wujing has lived for 21 years, and she has never felt that her skin can arouse a person's love, or even obsession.

Sometimes, seeing her brother laughing unconsciously, Shen Wujing wanted to pull him into her arms and ask him carefully.

Is it because of his face, or is it really him.

This kind of inexplicable feeling will always come out a little bit when brother stares at him.

Shen Wujing pinched her brother's face. "Ayou."

Ye Baiyou blinked and smiled happily.She looks silly, like hiding some peerless treasure.

Shen Wujing couldn't laugh or cry.

"Didn't Ayou say that there is a new food? What is it?"

Shen Wujing's words brought Ye Baiyou back from running to the horizon.The kite was not rippling in the sky, but grasped the hand of the stringer and fell into the firework of the world.

Ye Baiyou's eyes focused on the man's face, but unexpectedly, his eyes flickered again.

"Hmm—" Ye Baiyou leaned back, covering her face with her hands.

Shen Wujing was afraid that he would fall, so she quickly reached out to wrap his arms around his waist and pulled him to his side.The tentacles are familiar soft and tough, and the narrow waist is covered with only a thin layer of flesh.After only being hit once, Shen Wujing lost her finger.

Concentrating, Shen Wujing gently pushed her brother's hand away.

"Ayou has watched it many times, why haven't I gotten used to it yet?"

Ye Baiyou couldn't cover himself, so he put his backhand on Shen Wujing's face.

"No, the young master is stunning, it's easy to miss things."

After Ye Baiyou finished speaking, he saw his only exposed lips curl up.The thin lips are outlined like a curve drawn by surprise.

Ye Baiyou unconsciously pursed her lips, and suddenly felt that her throat was a little dry.

He let go, and his palm tentatively landed on Shen Wujing's shoulder.

The eyes met, and the air froze for an instant.Sticky and warm, it stains everyone in it.

Ye Baiyou was nervous, so he did it after thinking about it.

He closed his eyes abruptly and leaned closer.

Shen Wujing lowered her eyes to look at it, she thought her brother was coming towards her lips, but suddenly she felt a lightness on her face.

In the next second, brother ran out of the door like a gust of swift wind.

Shen Wujing looked at the people leaving from the window, the sound of footsteps going away was messy and hurried.

He sat on the stool in a daze, lightly touching his cheek with his fingers.

Under the black hair, the white earlobes quietly added a touch of color.The fist loosens and tightens.In the end, there was only a sigh in the empty room.

Ye Baiyou teased her and left, hiding in the kitchen and covering her face with her hands that had been soaked in water.

The heat was taken away, Ye Baiyou coughed a few times, and her racing heart gradually returned to calm.

To make buns, you need fans.Ye Baiyou thought about it carefully, his grandfather's favorite is mung bean, just bought it last time, Ye Baiyou directly found it and soaked it first.

The first step in becoming a fan: grinding beans.

The stone mill at home is not often used, so Ye Baiyou dug it out and washed it several times with water carefully.

An hour later, Ye Baiyou watched white bubbles rise from the soaked mung beans.This is already good.

Pick up the mung beans and rinse them with water.Then pour it into the stone mill little by little.

The stone mill is solid and especially heavy.Ye Baiyou didn't know if he had traveled here, his former strength was getting weaker and weaker, so he held back his energy and pushed hard.

He had only walked less than five laps, and his arms were sore.

He stared at this stupid big rock dully, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he immediately entered Shen Wujing's bedroom.

"Master."

Shen Wujing tilted his head, but his brother's face fell directly on his shoulder.Turning his head, his face seemed to have been rubbed with glutinous rice balls.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Baiyou spread his hands on Shen Wujing's legs, with two bright red marks on them. "I can't push it."

Ye Baiyou sniffed, speaking coquettishly.

While he spurned his tooth-piercing appearance, he looked at Shen Wujing eagerly, with hope in his eyes.

"I'll help you." As he said that, he was about to get up.

Ye Baiyou exerted force on his face, and Shen Wujing sat back in his seat for fear of stretching his neck.Doubtful eyes.

"You do your thing, but can you lend me a helper?"

Shen Wujing's eyes fell on her brother's lips, and she lowered her voice very low.

"Why can't I."

Ye Baiyou raised her arms and hugged him tightly.Turning left and right, he said warmly, "I can't bear it."

Shen Wujing raised her brows instantly.

"Okay, call your helper."

"Is one enough?"

"It must be enough." Ye Baiyou buried her head and squeezed Shen Wujing's face hard, as if she had caught a large catnip.

"People are outside, you can see them when you go out." Shen Wujing was pleased and indulged.

"Thank you sir!"

Ye Baiyou got up and gave a "bah" and kissed Shen Wujing's face.This time, he bent his eyes at him without hesitation, and when Shen Wujing didn't react, he couldn't control his steps and jumped out.

Shen Wujing shook her head helplessly, and the smile between her brows grew stronger.

"Ayou." He whispered.

After going out, the stone mill that was still in the house was moved out of the room and landed in the yard.

Looking in front of the relatively new stone mill, the boy in black stood relaxed, pushing his hand with one hand as if playing.

Ye Baiyou couldn't help giving him a thumbs up.

"Great!"

Thirteen scratched his head: "Thank you Madam for your compliment."

Ye Baiyou walked slowly to the edge of the stone mill with his hands behind his back, like an old master inspecting students.

Seeing the green stickiness left from his mouth, he touched some of it with his fingers, and lightly crushed it with his fingertips.

Seeing this, Thirteen looked at him cautiously, fearing that he might not be doing enough to satisfy their master and wife.

"can."

Ye Baiyou smiled gratefully at him.

Thirteen hesitated, turned away his eyes suddenly, and blushed quietly.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, Thirteen is the second-to-last youngest member of the Shen family, and no one of the opposite sex has ever smiled at him like this.

Although it is very kind, it is like a reward given by the young master.

"Master! Do you want to eat buns or vermicelli tonight?"

Shen Wujing put pen to paper and finished the last thing.

He looked at his brother who was habitually lying in front of his window, got up and came out from the door.He naturally took Ye Baiyou's hand.

"What bun?"

"Cabbage vermicelli bag."

"What is a fan?"

"Mung beans are ground, and the things that settle down are made."

"Then... what is a young master?"

Ye Baiyou tilted his head, his round eyes looked into the young master's whole body.The mole of tears is burning, and the smile is shallow.

"You."

The author says:

Yuzu: Don't look at me as a bit silly now, I'm very rigid!