As soon as he saw Chen Chaomu, his brows relaxed and he immediately came forward to greet him. Soon, for some unknown reason, he suppressed all his liveliness and became calm.
"Chao Mu." He called again, with a little shyness and joy in his tone.
"Well, why are you here today?" Shen Chaomu took his hand and sat down.
Looking at the hand held by his beloved woman, Yi Qian couldn't help but feel his heart fluttering and his earlobes turned red.
"I brought you some sesame cakes that I made myself." Yi Qian opened the food box beside him, revealing a plate of sesame cakes inside. Marks of burns were faintly visible on his fair and tender hands.
He had heard that Shen Chaomu liked to eat sesame cakes, so he specially found a sesame cake master to learn how to make them.
Yi Qian is the youngest son of the Minister of War and the most favored one. For fifteen years, he has never entered the kitchen. Recently, for Shen Chaomu, he has devoted himself to the kitchen.
"This is my first time, please don't be disgusted." Yi Qian was a little nervous, afraid that Shen Chaomu would not like it.
The sesame cakes on the plate look crispy on the outside and crispy on the inside, which makes people very appetizing at first glance.
Shen Chaomu glanced at the pancake lightly, without any fluctuation in his eyes. He held Yi Qian's hand and kneaded it gently, his eyes full of tenderness: "How could I dislike it? As long as it is made by you, I will like it."
Yi Qian's eyes suddenly lit up, as if there were stars hidden in them, and a warm current seemed to flow through his heart, making him cheer for joy.
Shen Chaomu picked up a piece of pancake, took a bite, and chewed it carefully.
Amidst Yi Qian's uneasiness and anticipation, he nodded and praised, "It's delicious."
After receiving Shen Chaomu's affirmation and watching her eat the whole pancake, Yi Qian's smile widened.
"You, please don't go to the kitchen from now on." Shen Chaomu said.
"Why?" Yi Qian felt a little aggrieved. She saw that Shen Chaomu liked it very much and was thinking of making more pancakes in the future.
Shen Chaomu spread out his hands, his eyes showing heartache: "Look, what has become of your hands? You must have burned them while making sesame cakes."
"No, it's not." Yi Qian felt a little guilty and wanted to pull his hand back, but Shen Chaomu held it tightly again.
Although it hurt when he was burned and his white and tender hands looked ugly, Shen Chaomu liked the sesame cakes he made, and he felt that it was all worth it.
"You dare to lie to me." Shen Chaomu scratched his nose lightly with his fingers, his eyes full of doting.
Yi Qian was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, and his fair cheeks were stained with a faint blush.
"Promise me that you won't do it again. Even if you don't feel bad, I do." Shen Chaomu took Yi Qian's hand and kissed his fingertips in front of his stunned eyes.
Yi Qian was shocked. This, this was too reckless.
Yi Qian felt both happy and shy, and quickly pulled his hand back.
"I, I have something to do, so I'll go back first." After saying that, he fled without waiting for Shen Chaomu's answer. When he reached the door, he secretly glanced at Shen Chaomu again.
Shen Chaomu stared at him with a smile in his eyes. Yi Qian's cheeks were burning hot. He couldn't stay any longer and left quickly.
What Yi Qian didn't know was that the moment he stepped out of the hall, the smile in Shen Chaomu's eyes disappeared, replaced by a dark and sinister look, like ink that could not be dissolved.
There was a hint of disgust mixed in with the sinister look.
"Throw that thing away, and then get a basin of water." She said lightly, with a cold tone in her voice.
"yes."
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