into the bosom

Chapter 430 Isn't it a dream?

Got orders?In this huge Zhongyonghou Mansion, besides the Princess, who else can give orders to the whole family?Even Qin Niang doesn't have this power.

Negative Xue suddenly thought of something, and suddenly raised her eyes to look at Wen Tao.

The latter really had a smile all over his face, and nodded towards Negative Snow, with words written all over his face—that's great, it seems that you have thought of it too.

"So, I reckon that there is something good happening in Mingyueju, so we shouldn't bother you without knowing each other, what do you think?" Wen Tao smiled and pulled Xuexue back, "Last year we spent time in the northern capital. This year is the year we observe together, and this year we also observe the year together. I still have some good wine hidden there. I went to get it. You go to the kitchen and have a look. Qin Niang should have someone prepare some wine and vegetables. Steal two Pan'er, call Hongying again, we won't go home until we're drunk."

Negative Xue was still in a daze, full of disbelief, it took a while to understand Wen Tao's meaning, listening to her rambling on about tonight's arrangements, the belated joy finally surged in her heart.

Wen Tao's joyful voice paused, and then sighed, "Forget it, it seems that tonight I will only watch the new year with Xiao Hongying. You will not be able to enjoy the good wine I hid .”

Negative Xue frowned, but the next moment her heart was beating like a drum, she turned her head and followed Wen Tao's gaze to look at that place. Among the red colors in the courtyard, there was a figure standing against the wall, smiling at her Feeling unrestrained, a little pony suddenly appeared in my snow-bearing heart, happily galloping across the verdant and endless grassland in spring...

Wen Tao guessed it, and Xu Jiao guessed it too.She didn't stop walking, and went straight to the direction of Mingyueju, her steps became more and more rapid, her heart was beating rapidly in her chest, and she overtook with a loud sound.

When she saw the lintel of Mingyue Residence, she trotted over. When she stepped through the door, she was almost panting slightly, but she was taken aback when she entered the door.Along the way, red lanterns are hung, festive and bright, but who knows, the bright moon is in the middle, but there is no lamp, and it is dark.

While she was stunned, she could hear her heart beating louder and louder, thump, thump, thump, as if she wanted to jump out of her throat.

At this moment, a light suddenly turned on.In the darkness, the sudden ray of light was particularly eye-catching, and she subconsciously looked over.

It was dark all around, only that place was lit, a red lantern, and beside the lantern stood a person holding a torch and straightening the lampshade.It is rare that he is not wearing a black robe, and is dressed in stone-blue regular clothes, surrounded by the light of the lantern, with a warm yellow halo. In this dark night, where he is, there is the only light.It made him seem like a spirit born in the night, and the beauty was not real at all.

When Xu Jiao looked at it, his eyes suddenly became wet.

The man seemed to be aware of her presence, looked over, eyes met, Xu Jiao smiled at him with the corners of her lips curled up, tears blurred her vision, she hurriedly raised her hand to wipe her eyes, she couldn't see him clearly, but it was absolutely impossible of.

He seemed to twitch the corners of his lips, then retracted his gaze, took two steps forward, and carefully lit another lamp.

One step at a time, he slowly lit a path of light, and walked along this path step by step from the end of the darkness to her, bringing her the light and warmth that dispelled the cold night.

This road is so long and yet so short.It seemed that he had walked in front of her in just an instant, but it was as long as a lifetime in a trance.She raised her head and looked at him with good eyes, the tears in her eyes were condensed at the end of her eyes, and the line was red and wet.He was also carrying a lamp in his hand, but the light was only enough to illuminate his chiseled jaw, and his eyebrows and eyes were shrouded in the hazy night, making it hard to see clearly.

Xu Jiao looked at the perfectly curved jaw line almost obsessively, and thought happily, whose man is this? A high-quality man, her character has exploded!
Mingming was very proud in his heart, but when he looked up at her, she was drunk in his eyes, and the tears in her eyes flickered again.

Something seemed to be stuffed into the palm of her hand, she looked down, it was the lantern he held in her hand just now, it was actually in the shape of a persimmon, it was bright red, very festive... Xu Jiao raised his head, smiling Her pupils were already blurred, "How could there be such a strange lantern? This is the first time I've seen a lantern made into a persimmon shape."

"Don't you like it?" He stared at her closely. Although there was no change in emotion on that usually cold handsome face, his tense jaw still revealed the tension in his heart.

"No! I like it, of course I like it. This is really the cutest lantern I've ever seen. Especially...you made it for me yourself." Xu Jiao looked at him with tears in his smile, but it was true and complete. It is joy.

But he was ashamed by the heat in her eyes, lowered his eyes, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "How do you know I made it myself?"

Xu Jiao said in amazement, "It's really you who made it!" As he spoke, he lifted the persimmon lamp a little, looked it over carefully, nodded his head while looking at it, and said, "Not bad, not bad, it's the first time I made a lamp. If you can make it like this, my Ashu is really good at anything!" Saying this, she gave him a thumbs up, and praised him without hesitation, and against her bright eyes, there was no false admiration on her face.

Mo Chuohe's heart was warm and warm, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up. He always felt the uneasiness lingering in his heart since he decided to almost copy the surprise she prepared for him on his birthday tonight, and the uneasiness that had been lingering in his heart along the way. Hurrying, making this lantern over and over again in my spare time, I have broken countless lamps, and my hands are full of cuts from bamboo thorns. All the uneasiness, clumsiness, and annoyance were healed by her smile and eyes at this time. It's all worth it.

His heart was warm, his heart was overflowing with longing, he finally couldn't restrain himself anymore, he raised his hand and pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly.

Xu Jiao put her arm through his armpit, carried the persimmon lamp behind him, closed her eyes and leaned against his chest, the corners of her mouth just curved sweetly, but she pursed it again, she still felt a little unreal in a dream , murmured, "Ashu, I miss you so much, so... I can't be dreaming, right? Ashu, is it really you?"

"It's me!" Mo Chuhe replied in a hoarse voice, lowered his head and kissed the top of her head lightly, then stroked the top of her head with his chin, and sighed, "Hurry up, hurry up, fortunately, it's finally today I can spend a new year with you." He didn't mention how busy he was some time ago in order to come to see her, and the journey was almost day and night, let alone here, I heard that she entered Palace, and will stay in the palace at the moment of New Year's Eve, full of loss, at this moment, she is in his arms, this is the real consummation, other things are not important.

Hearing this, Xu Jiao suddenly gave a low laugh, "Yes! Fortunately, you arrived today, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't have to eat anything tomorrow, and I'll be full with just vinegar." Li looked up, with a smirk on the corner of his mouth, his eyes sparkling, that sly look, it was the little fox he was familiar with again.

Mo Shuihe's hands were itchy, he raised his hand and scratched the tip of her nose, and asked with a smile, "What are you talking about?"

"I just found out today that Beijie still has the custom of sending blessing kisses during New Year's greetings?" Xu Jiao wrinkled his nose, hummed softly, his eyes were slightly hooked, squinting at Mo Chuhe.

The latter was slightly startled, and when he realized it, he couldn't help but smile, and a rare smile appeared in his eyes, "Wen Tao told you?"

At this moment, Xu Jiao had the self-consciousness that he couldn't betray others. He frowned, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "Don't care who told me!" She stepped on her toes, raised her hand and grabbed his lapel , looked at him fiercely and said, "Say! How many people have you blessed from before to now?"

The aura is well controlled, but because of the height difference, it is a bit discounted.

"Hmm... let me think about it!" Mo Chui He Meifeng frowned slightly, with a serious look on his face, and said in a deep voice after a while, "A lot."

"A lot?" Xu Jiao's tone changed slightly.

"Yes! A lot!" Mo Chuihe nodded solemnly, "So, I'm afraid it's too many to count."

Lost count?Xu Jiao's face looked like it had been struck by lightning, so... how many people has she kissed indirectly?She felt bad for a moment.Standing on tiptoe until her feet were sore, and having suffered such a severe blow, Xu Jiao couldn't bear it any longer, and her heels fell back.

But before it hit the ground, it was picked up by someone hooking its back, and immediately after, a kiss was burned on its forehead.

She stared at him with slightly rounded eyes, his chest trembled slightly, he gave a low laugh twice, then pecked her lips again, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry! After kissing Ajiao, I haven't kissed him again." I have passed other people, and I will never kiss again in the future, only Ajiao." Finally, when she was in a daze, he leaned over and pressed against her forehead, and his eyes as deep as the sea surrounded her tightly, "So Ah, if Ajiao wants to kiss you, remember to give me New Year's greetings tomorrow!"

His voice is so good that it sounds like a foul, especially when it is deliberately gentle, it is even more indescribably sexy and seductive.

Xu Jiao felt that she had been teased, how could she remember being jealous?He coughed twice, "When did you arrive? Didn't we agree that you don't want to come?"

"That's what you said, I didn't agree." Mo Chuohe responded very simply, but when he met the self-blaming eyes of the person in his arms, he frowned and said, "I forgot if you didn't ask." , I arrived almost in the afternoon, and I have been busy with these things since then." He glanced around, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, and when he turned back to look at Xu Jiao, his eyes were a little more pitiful, "It's been half a month. It’s a fast horse, wearing stars and wearing moons, and I only ate some dry food on the road, and I only ate two pieces of milk pancakes in the morning, and I’m a little hungry now.”

Xu Jiao listened, with a faint smile in his eyes, stretched out a hand to pinch his chin, and swayed slightly, "So pitiful? Okay, then come with me, and I will feed you!" After she finished smiling ambiguously, she moved the hand holding his chin down, grabbed his belt, and pulled him along...

Mo Chuohe also smiled with the corners of his lips curled up, and took steps in coordination, and was pulled by her all the way to the kitchen.

There is food in the kitchen, a pot of chicken soup is simmering on the stove, and the aroma is tangy.Xu Jiao first scooped up a large bowl of chicken soup and chicken for Mo Chuihe, and then handed him a steamed bun that was still warm from the cage drawer, then looked around with his hands on his hips.

"Tonight is New Year's Eve, how can we not eat dumplings?" She tilted her head and smiled at Mo Chuohe, her eyes were bright and full of a wicked and cunning smile.

Mo Chuohe looked at her with a bad feeling, "What do you want to do?"

Xu Jiao said "hehe" twice, then rolled up his sleeves, "You have done so much for me, I am so touched, so, I plan to reciprocate, wash your hands and make soup for you, don't worry, tonight I will definitely let you You eat dumplings."

"You, making dumplings?" Mo Chuihe raised his eyebrows, his usual expression remained unchanged, but his tone of voice was somewhat intriguing.

Xu Jiao, who was the person next to the pillow, immediately heard the questioning in the cold tone, frowned and said, "Don't look down on others, didn't you say that the birthday noodles I made for you last time were delicious?"

Mo Chuohe nodded, indeed, he is the one who says it is delicious, but he eats it with feelings, so that's all, even if the dumplings she made today are still like birthday noodles, half raw and half cooked, he also recognizes it.They are all ancestors that I am used to, so what else can I do besides continue to be used to it?

But after a while, Mo Chuohe felt that his thinking was too optimistic. Seeing that she put in too much water, the noodles were too watery, and then added more noodles, and she was dry. He kindly stepped forward to help, but she It was as if she was in a confrontation with the face, let him avoid it, and rolled up her sleeves a little higher, and finally managed to reconcile the face, her whole body was already white, as if she had just been scooped out of flour like.

But she didn't notice it at all, she just pointed at the piece of dough, raised her eyebrows at him proudly, and said with a smile, "Look, I'll just say, it's nothing difficult."

It's really not that difficult. It took about an hour for both the light and the noodles. Mo Chuohe raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "What stuffing are you going to make?"

Xu Jiao was stunned, his eyes were round and stared blankly, and the next moment he raised his hand and patted his forehead.

"What are you doing?" Mo Chuihe frowned, and raised his hand to grab her wrist.

She looked at him, but at the next moment, she wiped his face with that flour-covered hand. Seeing his rare blank eyes and blurred face, she burst into a "puchi" laugh, " I forgot about stuffing."

Mo Chuohe was dazzled by her bright smile, even though she was in a mess right now, he also smiled.

She broke away from his hand and went to the place where the ingredients were placed to look for things that could be used as stuffing. Fortunately, she found mutton and radishes.

Mo Chuohe rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll help you!"

Xu Jiao glanced at him, this time it should be refreshing, "Okay!" Then he threw the radish into his arms and said, "Wash it first, then chop it finely with the mutton, add seasonings and mix it .”

After a while, the two were busy chopping the stuffing and rolling the dough.

Xu Jiao also made dumplings before. At that time, the dumpling wrappers used were machine-made, and the thickness was even. You didn’t know until you rolled them yourself that this was a technical job.

　I parted from Ashu at the beginning of March, and reunited with Ashu at the end of March. The author, like Ajiao, misses Ashu very much. I don’t know if you are the same as me.

　　Author Crying: I still like sweetness.

　　Machinations and plot-pushing are not suitable for me.I just want to write sweet love!

　　But because it is beginning to end, many holes dug before have to be filled. During this period of time, a lot of readers have been lost, and I am a little sad, but thank you for your support all the time, love you,
　　
　
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