"Why are you so vindictive? Are you a man..." Ah Chou muttered softly, while lifting the lid of the pot. She put the noodles into the boiling broth, covered the pot again, and then squeezed towards Zhong Mingwei. Zhong Mingwei ignored her at first, but she kept squeezing him. Although Zhong Mingwei's face was cold, he was very happy in his heart, so he moved outside indifferently and made a small space for Ah Chou.
"Zhong Mingwei, you really...really like drinking jasmine?" Ah Chou nudged Zhong Mingwei's arm with his shoulder while gently pulling at his braids, somehow blushing terribly.
"Yeah. I like it." Zhong Mingwei said softly as he looked at the pair of hands that were randomly picking at the ends of his hair, and silently added in his heart, I like the jasmine tea you make the most.
He really likes jasmine. The most common and cheap tea. But after being brewed by that girl, it tastes so good that even the most expensive golden gourd puerh can't compare to it.
"Then you..." Ah Chou's hands were rubbing harder and harder. But his voice was getting smaller and smaller, "...Do you want to taste it now?"
"Hmm?" Zhong Mingwei was confused and turned to look at Ah Chou.
Ah Chou's face turned even redder, and he felt shy and embarrassed, but he finally raised his head. His dark eyes looked at Zhong Mingwei timidly, and Zhong Mingwei's heart stopped beating.
"Zhong Mingwei..." Ah Chou called softly, closing his eyes and slowly leaning towards Zhong Mingwei.
"Girl..." Zhong Mingwei's voice changed. He should have wanted to say something, but the next second, those pale thin lips were blocked by Achou, and the rich fragrance of jasmine suddenly exploded in Zhong Mingwei's mouth.
The fire stick in his hand was thrown to the ground at some point. In front of the dancing flames, Zhong Mingwei hugged Achou tightly, and Achou hugged Zhong Mingwei's neck. The two of them kissed each other tightly.
…
Today's stir-fried noodles were mushy, and they were completely sticky together. But no one complained, and chopsticks were not needed, so each of us used a spoon to eat the noodles as soup.
"Come back early," Zhong Mingwei kept telling Ah Chou as he ate some noodle soup. "Come back quickly after buying something. Don't hang around outside. It's cold here. Be careful not to get frozen."
"I see. What's there for me to do outside by myself?" Ah Chou said in a low voice with his head down. He scooped a spoonful of noodle soup and asked Zhong Mingwei, "Is there anything else you want to eat? I'll buy it for you."
"Jasmine," Zhong Mingwei smiled at Ah Chou, his smile was gentle and cocky, "Buy more, I want to eat it every day."
"Bah! Shameless." Ah Chou spat at him and continued eating the noodle soup with a red face.
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Jixian Book House.
When Ah Chou came down the mountain with the embroidered wedding dress, the Jixian Study was in chaos.
Achou looked at the tall, chestnut horse tied at the door. It seemed to be Kong Wenjie's horse, so she stopped in front of the fence for a moment, not knowing whether it was appropriate to go in at this time. She waited outside the door for a long time, but Kong Wenjie didn't come out. Achou became a little anxious. Zhong Mingwei had just told her several times to go out early and come back early, so she didn't want to delay outside any longer. So she went into the yard with gritted teeth.
"I just won't go! Guard Kong, you don't have to invite me anymore!"
When Ah Chou was standing at the door and was about to knock, he heard Chen Qingxuan's voice coming from inside. Judging from Chen Qingxuan's voice, he must be very angry. Ah Chou couldn't help but wonder, what on earth could have made such a good-tempered man like Chen Qingxuan so angry?
Chen Qingxuan was losing his temper in the house, and Ah Chou didn't feel comfortable knocking on the door, so he thought about going to the market to buy some things first and then coming back to deliver the clothes. When he was about to turn around, the door in front of him was pushed open from the inside.
"Guard Kong." Ah Chou saw the person in front of him clearly and hurriedly greeted him.
However, Kong Wenjie's face was obviously not very good. He glanced at Achou without saying a word, then walked out, brushing Achou's shoulder.
Achou stood at the door and hesitated for a while, but finally went in.
"Grandma?" As soon as Ah Chou came in, he saw Grandma Chen sitting stiffly at the table. Even when Ah Chou walked up to her, she didn't respond. Ah Chou was a little worried, so he sat next to Grandma Chen and whispered, "Grandma, what's wrong with you?"
"Oh, you're here, girl." Grandma Chen finally came back to her senses. She smoothed her hair and said to Ah Chou with a smile, "Are you used to the pickled cabbage I gave you last time?"
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