Chapter 231 He is old
There seemed to be invisible sparks crackling in the air, and a suffocating ambiguous atmosphere was flowing. However, only two people could feel all this, and it had nothing to do with Mu Huaian.
Yu Qinghuan just stared at him, her eyes like an invisible tongue, wandering unscrupulously over his face and neck, even penetratingly trying to get under his meticulously-crafted clothes and explore more greedily.
Her undisguised teasing was like lighting fires all over Cheng Gongjin.
Cheng Gongjin's eyes changed instantly, and a crack appeared on his expression, which was usually good at concealing his emotions.
A sudden feeling of heat suddenly rose up, sweeping across the body from the lower abdomen like a prairie fire. The deep part of the throat felt like it was burned by fire, and a feeling of thirst suddenly came over me.
Faced with this kind of teasing that ignored the occasion, his self-control, which he was proud of, almost collapsed.
Mu Huaian, who was standing by, was completely unaware and even said, "This dish is good."
Yu Qinghuan responded, but her eyes were still on Cheng Gongjin, moving very slowly, "Yes, it's good. It's delicious."
But to Cheng Gongjin, this didn't sound like he was referring to any dish.
He secretly suppressed his thirst, his Adam's apple rolled with great difficulty, picked up the soup bowl beside him, took a sip of the soup, and forced himself to suppress the unbearable heat silently.
Just at this moment, Yu Qinghuan spoke again, touching her red lips: You are panicking.
There was a smile in her eyes, and she was particularly proud, but she still felt that Cheng Gongjin was too calm and should be more embarrassed. She would like to see it.
But given Cheng Gongjin's personality, how could he lose his composure in such a situation?
He maintained an upright sitting posture, holding the chopsticks and trying his best to conceal his emotions. No one could see his emotions, but he did not restrain himself and became more and more provocative towards Yu Qinghuan. The hand holding the chopsticks turned slightly white due to the force.
Sang Ru, who was outside the door, felt that the hall was too quiet, so she quietly stuck her head out to take a look.
At this glance, she saw that Lord Cheng was staring at her daughter, and his eyes were like fire.
She didn't need to look at anything else to know that it must have been her own girl who started it first.
But these two people...don't they even care about the occasion?
The young master is still sitting there, he is really not afraid of being exposed.
How could Cheng Gongjin be afraid of being exposed? A dying man only cares about what is happening in front of him.
He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and said in a deep voice, "Why is Madam Yu always looking at me?"
When he spoke, Sang Rudu became nervous for his daughter.
Yu Qinghuan almost choked on his own saliva. Who would bring up such a thing openly?
Mu Huaian, who heard the words, immediately looked at Yu Qinghuan. Only then did he realize that the person next to him seemed to have been looking at the opposite side.
He felt a little sad in his heart. Why did Ah Huan keep looking at the teacher?
Seeing Cheng Gongjin's betrayal, Yu Qinghuan refused to give in. "I heard that Lord Cheng is in his forties, but he doesn't look like it. I'd like to learn from you the art of maintaining his youthful appearance."
Cheng Gongjin pursed his thin lips and narrowed his eyes. In his forties?
Mu Huaian smiled and explained for him, "Ah Huan, the teacher is in his early thirties this year. Those things outside are all fabricated and cannot be believed."
Yu Qinghuan feigned surprise, "I didn't expect that Lord Cheng is actually more than a generation older than me. People who don't know you would think you are only in your early twenties. You really have the secret to staying young."
She knew that Cheng Gongjin cared most about age, and when she said that, the man in front of her indeed showed a change of mood.
Although his expression did not change, his eyes were gloomy and sharp like knives.
Yu Qinghuan moved her red lips and said three words to him: old man.
All the ambiguity, heat, and emotion disappeared when Cheng Gongjin caught a glimpse of those three words.
And they think he is too old.
At this time, Mu Huaian noticed that Yu Qinghuan was deliberately targeting Cheng Gongjin, using his age to make trouble.
He didn't think much about it. Perhaps it was because Ah Huan's call of "Teacher" just now and the rejection made her unhappy, so she wanted to return the favor.
He looked at Yu Qinghuan with some helplessness and said, "Ah Huan, the teacher is old, please don't tease him."
Yu Qinghuan raised her eyebrows and said, "I didn't do that. I'm telling the truth."
As she spoke, she looked at Cheng Gongjin with an apologetic look on her face. "I just spoke from my heart. If I have offended you in any way, please forgive me and don't hold it against me."
Looking at the two of them singing the same tune in intimacy, Cheng Gongjin's eyes were like ice spikes piercing Yu Qinghuan's face.
He pursed his lips tightly, his jaw straightened, and the barely perceptible anger deep in his eyes suddenly deepened. "Madam Yu, you're worrying too much."
Mu Huaian smiled and took two bites of food for Yu Qinghuan with his chopsticks. "I saw you keep picking up this dish just now. Since you like it, eat more."
Yu Qinghuan felt warm in her heart. She didn't expect that he even noticed which of her dishes she used more.
"Huaian, thank you."
Mu Huaian's face flushed, and even his earlobes turned red. He was really not used to being so close to his teacher.
Not wanting to look at the woman's pretense any longer, Cheng Gongjin very slowly withdrew his overly deep gaze, as if he had never looked into her eyes just now.
After dinner, the three of them left the hall.
Mu Huaian was about to leave, and Yu Qinghuan wanted to send him to the gate of Cheng Mansion, so she followed him all the way.
Mu Huaian was worried, even though Sang Ru was accompanying him the whole time. He stopped and said, "Just drop it off here. It's dark at night, so be careful where you step."
If possible, he actually wanted to stay. He couldn't remember the last time he slept in the arms of his beloved.
The more he thought about it, the more reluctant he felt.
Yu Qinghuan shook her head, somewhat reluctantly, "At least let me take you to the front yard."
When their eyes met, Mu Huaian's heart softened. He nodded slightly, reached out and took her hand, holding it tightly in his palm.
"Don't take what the teacher said today to heart. He may appear cold on the outside but be warm on the inside. It's not directed at you."
Afraid that Yu Qinghuan was upset because of what happened today, he started to explain.
Yu Qinghuan smiled and said, "I'm very grateful to him for bringing me out of the palace and letting me stay here. It wouldn't hurt to say a few words."
When they reached the front yard, they stopped. Mu Huaian slowly embraced the person in front of him in his arms, buried his face deeply in the black hair on the side of her neck, greedily sniffing the scent that belonged only to her.
The reluctance that welled up in his heart made him wish time would stop at this moment. He said in a muffled voice: "Huanhuan, I can't bear to leave you."
Yu Qinghuan's heart softened, and she raised her hand to pat him on the back, "How about I go talk to Master Cheng?"
Mu Huaian shook his head and let her go, "Teacher always means what he says."
As he spoke, his slightly calloused fingertips touched Yu Qinghuan's cheek. Without saying anything, he lowered his head and kissed her lips. The warmth was lingering, and all his reluctance to let go was melted in it.
Yu Qinghuan raised her hands and hugged Mu Huaian's waist, responding with her eyes closed.
The bright moonlight shines on this perfect couple, as if glowing, revealing a bit of beauty in the haziness.
Little did he know that in the shadows, a pair of eyes were watching this scene.
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