At night, Yin Qingqing didn't give in anymore and went to take a bath himself.
Although I know that Ye Wuchen is gone, I don't know why, but I always feel very uneasy when I take a bath.
Finally, I washed myself casually, put on my clothes, and returned to my room.
Tongchui helped wring her hair. After leaving, Yin Qingying sat there and read the recipe for a while.
Looking at these recipes, I really feel that diet... is also broad and profound, and no matter what it is, it has its own unique charm.
Yin Qingping looked at it for a while, until his eyes felt a little sore, then he threw away the book and lay down on his bed.
I was having a good dream when I suddenly felt itchy on my face.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Ye Wuchen standing at the head of her bed.
"Your Highness... It's not good for you to be like this!"
Yin Qingqing stretched out his hand and put the quilt over his head. Is this considered sexual harassment
She wants to sleep!
"Go cook!"
Ye Wuchen said briefly.
Went out tonight and had some drinks but nothing else to eat.
I'm used to Yin Qingxing's cooking, and everything else is in my mouth, like chewing wax.
"Um!"
Yin Qingying responded vaguely.
"Walk!"
Ye Wuchen reached out and pulled her quilt. He was still hungry at this time.
Yin Qingying had no idea, so he opened the quilt, took some clothes on one side, and put them on.
She glanced at Ye Wuchen who was standing to one side. He looked ugly, like a child who kept clamoring for sweets with his mother.
"Your Highness, although you are hungry, you can't just barge in like this! You have to know whether men and women can have sex or not!"
Yin Qingming said.
"... Didn't you make it clear yesterday if you didn't tell me? You are all mine."
Ye Wuchen didn't take it seriously and put his arm around Yin Qingming's shoulders.
Yin Qingying was slightly startled. When did it happen, when did she become his.
What a hell.
Yin Qingying wanted to get out of his arms.
But Ye Wuchen didn't seem to have any deterrent effect, but she was actually surrounded by his iron arms and couldn't get out.
"Your Highness..."
Yin Qingqing looked at Ye Wuchen helplessly.
Ye Wuchen still looked straight ahead, not even looking at Yin Qingming.
All the way to the kitchen, he never let go of his hand.
"Your Highness, the gentleman is far away from the kitchen."
Yin Qingying stood in front of the door, motionless.
"It doesn't matter!"
Ye Wuchen waved his hand and walked in with Yin Qingying around him.
Yin Qingping was brought in by his strong arms.
As soon as he walked in, Ye Wuchen put down his hand and motioned for Yin Qingming to get it.
Yin Qingping looked at him as if he was very hungry.
Looking at the dumplings steamed in the evening, there were still some left, so I decided to fry these dumplings.
Dumplings... There was a sizzling sound in the oil pan. After a while, the white dumplings turned golden.
Yin Qingming pretended to be it and put it on the plate aside.
Thinking of Ye Wuchen's impressive appetite, Yin Qingqing fried more than forty dumplings, and now there was another one, which she had just put in to fry.
Suddenly, I felt that Ye Wuchen was a little too quiet.