"Chengfeng, you must be very tired since you have to hold an umbrella for me and fan me at the same time. Give me the fan and let me fan both of you." Hua Qingcheng frowned and felt a little guilty for enjoying such a great marriage.
"It's okay, Qingcheng, I'm not tired." As if afraid that Hua Qingcheng would not believe him, Si Chengfeng increased the strength of the fan, and suddenly raised his "artificial fan" from the original first gear to the fifth gear, blowing Hua Qingcheng's hair into all directions.
"Okay, that's enough, that's enough. Chengfeng, you don't have to fan so hard, otherwise your arms will be sore when you sleep at night." Her neatly combed high ponytail was instantly turned into Mei Chaofeng's style by Si Chengfeng.
"Qingcheng, was the hawthorn tea delicious?" Situ Ye saw that Si Chengfeng had a folding fan, and he was not willing to be outdone, so he prepared to take out his second weapon.
"Well, not bad." Hua Qingcheng nodded politely.
"Then why don't you try this?" Situ Ye took out a small water bag from his arms and handed it to Hua Qingcheng, and at the same time took back the previous water bag and put it back into his arms.
Hua Qingcheng took the water bag and sniffed it suspiciously. Surprisingly, it had a rich, fragrant aroma of grapes. She immediately uncorked it and began to drink, sip after sip, finishing the juice in the small leather bag in no time.
"Is it delicious, Qingcheng?" Situ Ye opened his bright eyes, like a big golden retriever waiting for its owner to stroke its fur, and looked at Hua Qingcheng expectantly.
"It's delicious. I've never tasted such delicious grape juice." Hua Qingcheng praised without reservation.
Unexpectedly, Erlang no longer cooks dark dishes, but also makes all kinds of delicious food. Hua Qingcheng suddenly felt sweet, the fragrant juice was sweet in her mouth, and Erlang's lingering love was sweet in her heart.
"Qingcheng, as long as you like it, I will make more for you next time." Situ Ye grinned and looked at Hua Qingcheng with curved eyebrows.
Seeing this, Si Chengfeng on the side twitched his lips slightly, and had to admit defeat and admire this second brother Situ.
After feeding her grape juice, Situ Ye took out several small leather water bags filled with watermelon juice, orange juice, apple juice, pear juice, etc. from his arms and handed them to Hua Qingcheng one by one to drink.
Hua Qingcheng originally wanted to refuse, but when she saw Situ Ye's expectant eyes, she couldn't bear to reject his kindness, so she decided to just take a symbolic sip.
However, plans can't keep up with changes. Every time Hua Qingcheng thought about just taking a sip, the sweet juice was so delicious that she couldn't stop. So, in less than a moment, she had finished all the juice that Situ Ye had hidden in his arms.
"Burp~" Hua Qingcheng burped because she was so full.
The three of them continued walking for a while, and Hua Qingcheng suddenly covered her stomach with her hands, looking restrained.
"Qingcheng, are you okay?" Situ Ye and Si Chengfeng asked at the same time with concern.
"No, I'm fine." Hua Qingcheng said with a forced smile. Her stomach was churning like it was about to explode. How could she be fine?
Then Situ Ye and Si Chengfeng watched in amazement as Hua Qingcheng walked into a nearby clothing store, casually snatched off a piece of clothing, and rushed to the dressing room...
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