"Mr. Chen is a man with roughness in his chest, he is different from that sour screwdriver scholar," Zhong Mingwei put down the "Liao Zhai" in his hand. He got up and walked to Meiya's side, leaned over and ate the remaining half of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her hand, and said with a smile. "I wonder if Madam is satisfied with the book Xiaosheng said?"
"Satisfied." Meiya nodded hastily. While stretching out his hand to pinch the man's cheek, he smiled slyly, "Although it's not as attractive as the storyteller. But I can't help but look at your pretty face. Man Shuo is listening to the book, just looking at your face is amazing. made money."
"Then... what about the reward Madam said?" Zhong Mingwei smiled.
"Is this enough?" Meiya raised her head and leaned over to kiss Zhong Mingwei's lips. The lips with osmanthus cake gently rubbed against the man's lips. Looking at the man with black eyes without blinking, "Is that enough?"
"Not enough," Zhong Mingwei held the back of Meiya's head with his big hand. Bending * wraps around the lips that are constantly chaotic. The direct kiss made both of them confused. Only then did Zhong Mingwei let go of Meiya, "This is enough."
"Did you love telling me stories after that?" Meiya pursed her lips. While blushing, he whispered to Zhong Mingwei.
"That's right, you must know that Madam's reward is so generous. Man said it was "A Bao", even "Painted Skin" I would definitely not refuse," Zhong Mingwei laughed slyly. While looking at the dimly bright sky outside, he turned his face again, leaned into Meiya's ear and said, "It's still early, why don't Xiaosheng spare Madam a story?"
"What story?" Meiya immediately became interested, "Is it from "Liao Zhai"?"
"No, it's another book." Seeing Meiya's face instantly flushed to the neck, Zhong Mingwei laughed even more wildly, "Where did we talk about last time? It was Ximen fighting Wang Liuer, right?"
"You... you go away!" Meiya pushed Zhong Mingwei away vigorously, stomped her feet and ran out, not to mention how embarrassing and annoyed she was, it was only last time that she knew that what she bought for Zhong Mingwei was all these What a "good book"! And I bought twelve copies at a time! She smiled meaningfully thinking of the display cabinet, and thinking that Zhong Mingwei used to be evasive when reading a book and insisted on reading it at night. For a while, she felt really ashamed to face people, but since that time, Zhong Mingwei seems to have gotten it It's so funny, he took out those "good books" from time to time and told Yu Meiya, Meiya had never seen such a shameless person.
"Girl!" Zhong Mingwei watched Meiya run out, and was so busy that he took off the outer clothes from the screen and chased them out. Although the rain stopped outside, it was still foggy. Ninggu Pagoda's August and a half It's starting to get cold, but it's okay to be indoors, but you have to wear heavy outerwear when you go out.
"lady!"
Meiya really didn't want to be alone with Zhong Mingwei in the backyard, for fear that he would pester him to do bad things again. It was broad daylight, and she didn't want to, so she wanted to go to the front yard to discuss with Gu Changlin what to have for dinner As a result, as soon as they left the front yard, they saw Pang Yi and Xiao An come in.
"Why are you here? It's raining so much," Meiya rushed forward in surprise and joy, looking at a piece of mud on the corner of Xiao An's skirt, Meiya frowned immediately, "You didn't drive? Came here?"
"Yes, there are only two steps left and right, it's time to digest," Xiao An said, pointing to the basket in Pang Yi's hand with a smile, and said to Meiya, "We picked a lot of fungus along the way."
"Really? Let me see," Meiya was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly moved over to look, and it turned out to be a basket full of fungus, "I was thinking about picking fungus tomorrow, but you guys are quick to do it."
"Isn't this the mid-autumn festival coming to my wife's house for a reunion dinner? Naturally, it's not easy to come empty-handed," Pang Yi laughed, and when he looked up, he saw that Zhong Mingwei had also left the Crescent Gate. Saluting, he smiled and said, "Master, let's have dinner again."
Xiao An's family doesn't know how to cook, and Pang Yi's cooking can only ensure that the rice is cooked, so since they got married, they have come to Nanshan Bieyuan almost every day to eat.
"Hmph, I know that there will never be a day when the ears are clean." Zhong Mingwei gave him a blank look, and walked over, covering Meiya's body with his coat.