My wife is not reserved

Chapter 30

Chu Yunge didn't care how the two of them looked like brothers and sisters, and walked straight up to the third floor. As soon as they stepped on the stairs, they saw Lin Feiwan circling around with a teacup, and Lu Ningxi Sitting on the chair with a cute face, his eyes were fixed on the movements of Lin Feiwan's hands, with a look of interest.

Seeing this scene, Chu Yunge felt an unnatural feeling in his heart, and his face blushed suddenly. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the scene with Su Qingming in the utility room in the backyard just now. To cover up his embarrassment, he coughed slightly After saying twice, he hurriedly walked to the two people, bowed gracefully, and said leisurely:

"Sister Lin, Ningxi, why are you here? I didn't ask anyone to tell me in advance. Yun Ge came late, but it's a lot of impoliteness."

When Lin Feiwan heard the voice, she turned her head, and saw Chu Yunge standing beside him, followed by Su Qingming, who was talking happily with the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in red.She put the things in her hand on the table, waved the cattail fan in her hand, looked at Chu Yunge with a bit of resentment, sighed leisurely, and said meaningfully:

"Hey, Boss Chu, are you finally willing to come out to see the younger side? If you don't come out again, the little girl's stomach will explode from drinking water."

Lin Feiwan's eyes fell on Chu Yunge's body. There was a hint of rosy spring in her eyes, and there were inconspicuous marks on her neck. She was a little confused, and turned her head to look at Sun Shaoan who was sitting next to Su Qingming. Innocently pulling Su Qingming's sleeve with a timid look, she couldn't help but feel a little pitiful for Chu Yunge, the peach blossom, which is rare in ten thousand years, even regarded her rival as a younger brother.

"Okay, sister Lin, don't laugh at me."

Chu Yunge swayed his sleeves lightly, winked at Su Qingming, and sat down next to Lin Feiwan. Hearing this, he quickly pushed Lin Feiwan's arm away, his face fainted. With a natural look, seeing Su Qingming falling next to him, he said seriously:

"Yesterday, Qingming made delicious food. I tasted it very good. Today, I invite Sister Lin and Ningxi to try it out and share some opinions. Qingming knows what to do, and I will improve it."

Su Qingming looked at Chu Yunge looking at herself quite proudly, and couldn't help feeling a lot of confidence in her heart. She certainly understood Chu Yunge's intentions, and the words she said that day and night probably entered her heart. Qingming suddenly felt a little pleasantly surprised, more of a touch, so he attached Chu Yunge's thigh under the table and gently pushed it twice to show that he understood her meaning.

Only then did Lin Feiwan take a formal look at Su Qingming. He looked handsome, but his temper was also very awkward. If Yun'er provoked her, it would be hard to resist. What kind of magical power does this man have to make Yun'er After falling in love at first sight, liking her so wholeheartedly?He even went looking for her late at night, even ignoring his younger brother who had been playing with him since he was a child.

Lu Ningxi looked at Lin Feiwan looking straight at Su Qingming, feeling rather uncomfortable, and said to Chu Yunge through Lin Feiwan:

"Sister Chu, Ningxi is really looking forward to Su, um, Qingming's craftsmanship."

Su Qingming blushed a little after saying this, but it was just secondary processing of those sauces, which made her a little at a loss.

After Chu Yunge heard Lu Ningxi call Qingming, he felt a little complicated, but he didn't say it out loud.She intended to promote the edible spices made by Su Qingming in Xingwei Building, so she immediately asked someone to set up a fire on the third floor. There are a lot of dishes, all of which are seasonal fruits and vegetables, and the meat slices are also carefully cut by the masters of Xingweilou.

Out of the window, somehow, the rain in the morning began to continue again, the heat wave was gurgling in the pot, and there were freshly fried sesame seeds and chili sauce with red oil in the small saucer , mixed together, the smell made Lu Ningxi unable to control her hands, took out the meat and vegetables from the pot again and again, and sent them to her small mouth, Lin Feiwan ate delicately, From time to time, she also buys Lu Ningxi her favorite food.

Chu Yunge also ate very reservedly, feeding Su Qingming a mouthful from time to time, the two of them smiled openly, you feed me a mouthful, and I’ll give you a mouthful, while Sun Shaoan’s teeth were sour, and he sat silently by himself, hugging him tightly. Own arm, hissing and taking a few breaths from time to time.

The third floor of Xingwei Building has not been opened, mainly for setting up venues for large-scale events. After all, it is for the upper-class nobles. The first floor is the hall, and ordinary people can afford a meal. The second floor is Depending on the location of the private room, the cost used is also different. In this era, the levels are somewhat distinct. Chu Yunge and Lin Feiwan are all in business, and Lu Ningxi's father and uncle, Sun Shaoan's father, are both in politics. , The Chu family is an imperial merchant, in charge of tea and porcelain, while the Lin family is in silk.Sun Shaoan's father is the Jiangnan Procuratorate in charge of the economy, and the relationship between the several families is closely related, and they come and go very frequently. Even the juniors almost grew up together.

The few people were very satisfied with the food, so they decided to try to promote it in Xingwei Building first, and then sell it in Yongxuan City, especially in the Land of Lingyun, especially in the north. It is very suitable to eat these in winter. Hot food, spicy to the bone, after eating, the whole person is sweating profusely, all the fatigue dissipated, the snow is floating outside, the indoor warm wine makes tea, eats hot pot, chats, and does some favorite things , so, is a great blessing in life.

Su Qingming felt that it would be worthwhile to spend her whole life in this different world like this. However, she still longed to bring Chu Yunge back to modern times and let her understand the era she lived in. , still open culture and peaceful politics, but Su Qingming's eyes darkened, and he couldn't go back after all.

In the evening, Su Qingming was lying on the bed a little bored, and couldn't help but want to tell Chu Yunge about her background, but someone said: "It's strange that you don't talk, she doesn't even know about Chu Yunge's family history." In the current situation, I always feel that we are not familiar enough with each other, not enough to depend on each other to spend the rest of our lives. In the final analysis, the liking is not deep enough and strong enough. If there is a chance to go back, Su Qingming feels that he will definitely be eager to go back immediately. Go home instead of staying in another world, without any sense of belonging.Looking at Chu Yunge who was sitting on the dressing table taking off her makeup, Su Qingming felt that she had such thoughts, but she was actually a little sorry for Chu Yunge. She really didn't know how much Chu Yunge had feelings for her.

"Hey, why don't you talk today?"

Su Qingming groaned for a while, lying sideways on the bed, and through the mirror, he could easily see that Chu Yunge paused in combing his hair, so he straightened up slightly, and continued:

"Are you OK?"

Chu Yunge felt that she usually didn't pay much attention to how others called her, but today Lu Ningxi's "Qingming" really made her feel a little uncomfortable. She actually called herself like that? 'You, hey'?Chu Yunge felt that he was making a big fuss, but if he didn't say it, he would feel unmotivated, and as soon as this person entered the room, he took off his coat regardless, lay on the bed, and played with the black box Needless to say, Chu Yunge wanted to ask more than once whether she liked him or not, but every night, she hugged him so tightly, it didn't feel like she was indifferent to him.Chu Yunge paused while combing her hair with a comb, and then said slowly:

"Nothing, if you are tired, go to bed early."

While the candle was flickering, Su Qingming's sharp eyes saw that something was wrong on Chu Yunge's face, he quickly threw the phone aside, got up and dragged his cloth shoes, and walked gently to Chu Yunge's side, took the comb in his hand, fingered He easily touched the smooth black hair that he had been thinking about day and night, bent slightly, leaned against Chu Yunge's ear, and asked softly again:

"What's wrong with you? I've seen you since you finished eating at noon, and you feel like you're holding something in your heart. I dare not talk to you, thinking that you will slowly sort out your mood."

Su Qingming gently kissed the side of the ear, moved to the cheek, and from the bronze mirror, the eyes of the two met, which naturally aroused a thunderstorm, so he swallowed, and continued:

"If you are willing to talk to me, I think I should be able to answer your doubts. Huh?"

Chu Yunge's body trembled, his cheeks were rosy and hot, the deer in his heart began to dance happily again, and he leaned back limply in Su Qingming's arms, the corners of his mouth twitched a little aggrieved, but he was embarrassed to speak , I felt that I had made a big deal out of a molehill, and finally, under Su Qingming's encouraging eyes, he hesitated and said:

"Today, Ningxi calls you Qingming."

"Ok?"

"But, you, you call me every time, or call me directly, and sometimes, in front of others, you even call me by my first name."

The more Chu Yunge talked, the more he felt that he was justified, so he poked out of Su Qingming's arms, turned his head, bulged his face at Su Qingming, and said angrily:

"You actually called me by my name directly, even Sun Shaoan was called by Xiaoan, how intimate!"

Chu Yunge's mouth was sour, looking at Su Qingming's innocent face, he repeated it again, saying:

"You just call me by my name!"

Su Qingming blinked his eyes innocently, put the wooden comb in his hand on the dressing table, took advantage of Chu Yunge's inattention, and pressed him on the cushion, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, and said:

"Yun'er? Little cutie?"

Leaning the corner of his mouth against Chu Yunge's ear, watching the thick red color appear on the earlobe, he continued to suppress his voice, and said in a deep voice:

"Perhaps, you prefer the name little baby?"

Desire to know each other-Leng Mei Han Xue West Window Candle