Chapter 115 I Come to See You in Person
Time passed by minute by minute, and dishes were served on the table one by one.
The sword spirit automatically moved a stool and sat at the door, keeping watch for Ye Xiaoman. With his honed ability to prevent adultery, Ye Xiaoman would call him a good partner for cheating.
She had been out of touch for a while, and the men, who had lost their patience waiting for her, launched a second round of urging.
【Xiao Chujing: Why haven't you come yet? 】
Ji Weiming: Master Ye, the food is cold.
[Sikong Qing: Pretending to be dead again?]
Ye Xiaoman used the tactic of procrastination and sent group messages.
I was halfway there when I thought I'd put on some makeup, so I went back home. I'll be right back.
Sure enough, the men all benefited from it.
[Xiao Chujing: Will you wear a bun tonight?]
Ji Weiming couldn't understand why Master Ye needed to put on makeup since she was wearing a mask, but he was flattered when she showed that she cared about him.
[Ji Weiming: Are you willing to let me see your beauty?]
Sikong Qing has a hot temper and is not so easy to deal with.
【I have come to look for you personally.】
【Are you in the crooked willow alley? 】
[Hejiaguan or Guihuanong Restaurant? ]
Ye Xiaoman silently looked at the tableware with the gold-plated words "Gui Huanong" printed on it, and her palms were sweating.
Sikong Qing will arrive within 10 minutes.
quick!
Use your brain quickly!
It depends on you whether you can survive today.
Jiaying stood in front of the dining table holding a white porcelain bowl and personally served soup to Ye Xiaoman.
He has fully taken on the role of a mistress, doing all the things related to his wife himself and never relying on outsiders.
Unfortunately, he couldn't even put on clothes, and was used to being served all his life, so he couldn't do rough work.
The soup was just half filled in the porcelain bowl, which was scalding hot. Jiaying lost his balance and the bowl fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.
Two shop assistants immediately ran in to clean up.
The waiter shouted with joy: "One of the palace jade porcelain bowls was damaged. Compensation is 500 spirit coins. Keep this in the account——"
Ye Xiaoman's eyebrows twitched fiercely, "Let me do it."
Beads of sweat broke out on Jiaying's forehead. He shook his head stubbornly and picked up the second bowl again.
Sizzle.
"Another five hundred in compensation—"
Sizzle.
"Another five hundred."
Ye Xiaoman held her head helplessly: "Give him a new copper bowl."
As soon as the claws touched the head, an idea suddenly came to him.
…
While Jiaying was struggling with the copper tableware, Ye Xiaoman took advantage of his unpreparedness, quietly walked to the door and called the waiter.
"Tell the kitchen to prepare a dish for me and pack it up."
[Sikong Qing: We have arrived at the crooked willow alley.]
The deadly drumbeats are approaching in waves.
Ye Xiaoman walked back to the box with a pale face.
A bowl of soup and a bowl of rice were placed in front of her seat, with the rice piled high with dishes.
Jiaying's snow-white fingers were burned and had several blisters, and his clothes were stained with dark spots from the soup. He looked at her quietly.
Ye Xiaoman took a few mouthfuls of rice out of courtesy and smiled at him: "It's delicious."
Jiaying raised the corner of his mouth slightly, then picked up the chopsticks.
"Wait a minute."
Ye Xiaoman ran out of the box and ran back with a basin of ice water in her hand.
She grabbed his burned finger, blew on it carefully, and then put it in the ice water.
"Don't force yourself in the future. I'm here. It would be a shame to get your pretty hands hurt."
Don't ask her why the central air conditioner was still operating automatically at the critical moment of her life and death. It's just instinct. She can't bear to see beautiful people get hurt.
Jiaying met her curved eyes and looked at her seriously for a while, then turned his face away.
Her right hand was still held by her, placed in the ice basin between them. He held the chopsticks with his left hand, took a bite of the vegetarian dish, swallowed it slowly, and then said "hmm" lightly.
The evening breeze lifted the gauze curtains, and the fallen petals fell to the ground silently. He could hear his heartbeat.
Suddenly, he said to Ye Xiaoman: "The food is sweet."
"Really?" Ye Xiaoman tried a few dishes but didn't find any particular sweetness.
She said in confusion: "You like sweet food, eat more."
Ji Weiming: The food has been reheated. Would you mind if I could send someone to pick you up?
[Sikong Qing: I have arrived downstairs at Guihuanong Restaurant.]
“Hmm—”
Ye Xiaoman had a mouthful of food stuck in her throat.
Your uncle is so scary.
Jiaying quickly patted her on the back.
She took the opportunity to fall to the ground.
He rolled back and forth, holding his stomach, rolling his eyes, and his hands and feet twitching.
"Master Wife!"
Jiaying turned pale, picked her up from the ground and held her in his arms.
Ye Xiaoman said breathlessly, "I think... I have food poisoning..."
Jiaying shouted in a deep voice: "Someone come quickly!"
The shop assistant ran in.
After understanding the situation, he was even more nervous than Jiaying.
"We have a doctor in our store. I'll send someone over right away."
Ye Xiaoman whispered devilishly in Jiaying's ear, "We can't use people from their store. To protect their reputation, they'll definitely deny that I was poisoned."
"Oh, sir, you said it!"
Jiaying was naive and inexperienced, so he immediately fell for it: "I'll go find someone outside."
Ye Xiaoman looked at him with tears in her eyes: "Go quickly, I don't want to miss seeing you for the last time."
Jiaying helped Ye Xiaoman sit back on the chair. Ye Xiaoman helped him tie the mask for disguise, and he immediately walked out the door quickly.
For the first time he lost his composure and hurried downstairs.
As soon as Jiaying's footsteps faded away, Ye Xiaoman immediately stood up with a somersault.
The shop assistants who stayed to take care of her were stunned.
Ye Xiaoman asked him lively, "Where are the dishes I asked you to pack?"
The clerk raised an arm.
Ye Xiaoman took the lunch box and ran out the door, almost tripping over the sword spirit sitting at the door.
She slapped her forehead and leaned back halfway, "You can't say a word about what happened just now."
The shop assistant was stunned: "As long as you don't make us lose money..."
Ye Xiaoman instructed the sword spirit: "Stay here and report to me if there is any situation."
Sister Man began to demonstrate her first extreme operation.
She first chased Jiaying and ran to the stairs to the second floor.
I saw Jiaying hurriedly walked to the last step and his foot just stepped on the first floor.
Sikong Qing searched the first floor and was about to go up to the second floor.
The two men passed each other like this.
[Sikong Qing: I'm going upstairs, you wait for death.]
She subconsciously covered her face, turned her feet in a half circle like a compass, and quickly turned her back to them.
After thinking it was wrong, he turned back in a hurry.
Sikong Qing is flamboyant and never wears a mask when visiting the Immortal Ruins. He has an unparalleled appearance and is very recognizable in his red clothes.
The flying red sleeves brushed against Jiaying's arm.
Jiaying frowned slightly and stopped subconsciously.
Sikong Qing walked to the middle of the stairs, saw Ye Xiaoman, raised his eyebrows, and pointed at her with his finger.
"Ye..." He was about to call out her name.
Ye Xiaoman rushed down the stairs at the speed of light, covered his mouth, and didn't know where she got the strength from, but in an instant she had pulled him up the stairs and into the corridor.
Jiaying turned around and saw only an empty staircase.
He had no time to think and walked out of the hotel.
Sikong Qing was pressed against the wall in the corridor by Ye Xiaoman. He frivolously bit her finger that was covering his thin lips, leaving neat teeth marks.
"What the hell?"
Your sudden appearance is much scarier than seeing a ghost!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
