"Mr. Chen is a man of great ideas, and he is certainly different from those pedantic scholars," Zhong Mingwei put down the "Liao Zhai" in his hand. He stood up and walked to Mei Ya, leaned over to her hand and ate the remaining half of the osmanthus cake in her hand, smiling. "I wonder if Madam is satisfied with the book I'm talking about?"
"Satisfied." Meiya nodded hurriedly. She stretched out her hand and pinched the man's cheek, smiling slyly, "Although it's not as fascinating as the storyteller. But you have a pretty face. Not to mention listening to the story, just looking at your face is a bonus."
"Then...what about the reward that Madam mentioned?" Zhong Mingwei smiled.
"Is this enough?" Mei Ya leaned over and kissed Zhong Mingwei's lips. Her lips, covered with sweet-scented osmanthus cake, gently rubbed against the man's lips. Her dark eyes looked at the man without blinking, "Is this enough?"
"Not enough," Zhong Mingwei held Meiya's head with his big hand. He leaned over and wrapped his lips around her tongue. They kissed until they were both in a trance. Zhong Mingwei let go of Meiya, "This is enough."
"Will you like telling me stories more in the future?" Meiya pursed her lips and blushed as she whispered to Zhong Mingwei.
"Yes, you know that Madam's reward is so generous. Not to mention "A Bao", I would definitely not refuse even if it is "Painted Skin"," Zhong Mingwei laughed smugly and dissolutely. While looking at the slightly bright sky outside, he turned his head and leaned close to Mei Ya's ear and said, "It's still early, how about I spare Madam another story?"
"What story?" Meiya immediately became interested. "Is it from "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio"? "
"No, it's another one." Seeing Mei Ya's face instantly turn red all the way to her neck, Zhong Mingwei smiled even more wantonly, "Where were we talking about last time? It was about Ximen fighting Wang Liu'er, right?"
"You...you go away!" Mei Ya pushed Zhong Mingwei away and ran out with her feet stamped. She was so ashamed and angry. It was only last time that she found out what kind of "good books" she had bought for Zhong Mingwei! And she bought twelve at a time! She thought about the meaningful smile of the display case, and also thought about how Zhong Mingwei had to hide and dodge when reading books in the past, and had to read at night. For a while, she felt so ashamed to face people. But since that time, Zhong Mingwei seemed to be amused, and he would take out those "good books" and tell Mei Ya about them from time to time. Mei Ya had never seen such a shameless person.
"Girl!" Zhong Mingwei saw Mei Ya running out, and immediately took off his outer coat from the screen and chased after her. Although the rain had stopped outside, it was still misty. It was already getting cold in Ningguta in the middle of August. It was okay to stay indoors, but she had to wear thick outer coat when going out.
"lady!"
Mei Ya really didn't want to be alone with Zhong Mingwei in the backyard, for fear that he would shamelessly pester her to do something bad again. She didn't want to do that in broad daylight, so she thought of going to the front yard to find Gu Changlin to discuss what to eat in the evening. As a result, as soon as she left the front yard, she saw Pang Yi and Xiao Anshi coming in.
"Why are you here? It's raining so hard," Mei Ya was surprised and happy, and hurried over to meet them. Seeing a piece of mud on the hem of Xiao An's skirt, Mei Ya frowned immediately, "You didn't catch the car? You just walked here?"
"Yes, it's only a few steps, just treat it as a way to digest the food," said Xiao An, pointing to the basket in Pang Yi's hand with a smile, and said to Mei Ya, "We picked a lot of fungus along the way."
"Really? Let me see," Mei Ya was surprised and delighted. She hurried over to take a look. It was indeed a basket full of fungus. "I was thinking of picking fungus tomorrow. You guys are really good at it."
"Isn't it the Mid-Autumn Festival that we are coming to my wife's house for a reunion dinner? Of course, we can't come empty-handed," Pang Yi laughed. When he raised his eyes, he saw Zhong Mingwei also coming out of the Crescent Moon Gate. He hurried forward to salute Zhong Mingwei, laughing, "Master, we are here to eat again."
Xiao An doesn't know how to cook, and Pang Yi can only make sure the food is cooked, so since they got married, they have to come to Nanshan Villa for meals almost every day.
"Hmph, I knew you would never have a day of peace." Zhong Mingwei rolled his eyes at him and walked over to put his outer garment on Mei Ya.
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