Chapter 298: 27

27. "Ru Shixiong Helps Dry..."

Inside the kitchen.

Originally chatting halfway, it was still a warm and affectionate atmosphere,

But it suddenly went cold.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang shuddered as if she had touched a hot soldering iron and shrank her hand.

Like a little white rabbit, scared by the big bad wolf, she didn't dare to move at all. She stupidly supported the table with both hands, maintaining a slightly leaning forward posture, lying on the stove.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang had her back to Magistrate Ouyang Rong.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong, who was pressed close, felt the soft body of the beauty in his arms gradually heat up, and couldn't help but look at her pink neck and side face.

This small monk robe is indeed too thin and tight.

This was the first thought that popped into his mind at this moment.

The stunning little girl kneading dough lay on the stove, burying her head low, like a gentle snow-white lamb, bullied, yet still obedient.

It faintly makes people want to bully her even more excessively.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong couldn't help but look at the earlobe that was red like blood jade, close at hand.

Junior sister didn't know what she was thinking, acting like an ostrich, not saying a word, not breaking the stalemate of the two sticking together.

However, from the tiny, barely audible "hmm" sounds that leaked from the cracks of her lips from time to time as he moved slightly, one could roughly guess that she was also focusing all her attention on his movements behind her.

The two who had just confessed and held hands tonight, the atmosphere around them, fell into a brief silence.

Until Magistrate Ouyang Rong's voice broke the silence:

"Uh, look at my memory, I brought the skirt knife, but thought I didn't bring it, hahahaha."

The body of the monk-robed little girl in front of the stove loosened slightly.

"Hmm," she responded with a nasal sound like a groan.

Hua Xuanji, she felt a sudden emptiness behind her, and the slender body that was like a huge fire stove behind her detached from her buttocks and back.

Except for the disappearance of the hot, soldering-iron-like feeling, Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in her heart.

It was like a fullness that had been filled was suddenly pulled away, leaving only cold air to take advantage of the void, drilling into her clothes, chilly, empty, constantly reminding her of the fullness she had possessed just a moment ago.

"The dough is almost kneaded, I'll go wash my hands in the kitchen." He ran away without looking back, his back slightly hunched.

"You come..."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but look back, the words she had been unable to hold back still in her mouth, but she saw that there was no one in the kitchen, and it was as empty as her heart at this moment.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong had already walked out the door, heading outside.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang murmured the words she hadn't finished saying, feeling lost and annoyed: "... come back, blockhead."

She lowered her head to look at the dough, then looked at the back of her hand that had been rubbed red by him, and suddenly lost the interest to continue kneading.

At this moment, Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang faintly heard that he seemed to have gone to the room side.

Shortly after, Magistrate Ouyang Rong "washed his hands" and returned, walking into the kitchen with long strides.

"Finished washing." He said calmly.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang's body relaxed slightly, turned her head to look, and the senior brother who returned had a skirt knife strapped to his waist.

She pursed her vermilion lips.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang hadn't seen clearly whether he was wearing the skirt knife when he ran away earlier.

Or rather... whether that hot, soldering-iron-like skirt knife was this same one.

But he had washed the flour off his hands quite cleanly, and the speed was quite fast.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang glanced at him and withdrew her gaze quietly.

"Let's make noodles if it's kneaded." Magistrate Ouyang Rong said without a sound.

"Good."

With work to do, the two immediately threw away their distractions and busied themselves in this shabby kitchen in the temple.

About half an hour later.

A large bowl of steaming longevity noodles was served by Magistrate Ouyang Rong onto the wooden table in the room.

Placed in front of Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang.

"Alright, listened to you, didn't add cilantro."

"Cilantro?" Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang tilted her head.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong changed to a name she could understand: "Husu."

"Thank you, senior brother."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang happily took out a pair of chopsticks, rubbed them in her hands, and prepared to start eating.

However, a large hand covered the noodle bowl.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang was stunned, looked up, and Magistrate Ouyang Rong smiled with narrowed eyes.

"Still calling me senior brother?"

"Then... then what should I call you?" She wrinkled her little nose.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong nodded: "Can't think of it? Then call me Young Master Magistrate Ouyang."

"In your dreams!"

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang immediately straightened her waist and rolled her eyes at him cutely.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong smiled without speaking and withdrew his palm.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang, whose stomach had been secretly growling for a long time, skipped the topic and immediately started, lowering her head to shovel noodles.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong, who was a little expert at eating spicy food, put a little Sichuan pepper into it, and the spicy flavor melted into the lard.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang had been following Magistrate Ouyang Rong for so long that she had gradually grown to like eating spicy food. Although she couldn't eat too much, this bowl of longevity noodles tonight was just the right amount of spicy, counting as one step to the stomach.

It was truly grasped by someone.

Under the candlelight, the monk-robed little girl holding the bowl at the table had finished half the bowl of noodles. Her pink lips, which had been washed of red rouge by the rain, became red and tender, swollen.

"Hiss."

Oil stains and green onions stuck to the corners of her red lips, and she forgot to wipe them, sucking in cold air from the spiciness, yet couldn't put down the bowl.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang ate more and more vigorously.

It seems she had been hungry for a long time tonight.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong, sitting opposite the table, supported his chin with his hand, watching her with a smile, quiet and silent.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang, who was lowering her head to shovel noodles, felt a bit embarrassed by being watched, raised her head and glanced at him:

"Why aren't you eating?"

Magistrate Ouyang Rong shook his head: "Not hungry."

"Really?"

"Guaranteed true."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang looked at him, suddenly reached out, grabbed the back of his hand on the table, and only after feeling the warm temperature did she let out a breath and let go of her hand.

"That's good. If you are hungry, say it immediately, don't hide it from me." Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang straightened her face: "Cold air entering the body is also not allowed to be carried secretly."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong looked helpless: "My body isn't that weak."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang's willow eyebrows stood up slightly, her tone feigning fierceness: "That's not certain, someone has a precedent, it almost scared people to death at the time."

"Good, good, good."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong looked at the little junior sister who was nagging with green onion oil stains on the corners of her mouth, and laughed helplessly.

He raised his chin to signal:

"Eat quickly, it's going to get cold, how can noodles not block your mouth."

"Hmph hmph."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang narrowed her eyes to demonstrate, picked up the noodle bowl that was bigger than her pretty face again, and continued to slurp noodles.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong seemed to enjoy this quiet moment very much, his face peaceful, turning his head from time to time to look at the rain that was getting smaller outside the door, and turning his head from time to time to look at the junior sister who was being fed.

Shortly after, after eating more than half the bowl of noodles, Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang felt her stomach slowly warm up, and what warmed up together was the delicate body under the thin monk robe.

She subconsciously raised her hand to untie a button on her collar, instantly revealing her slender collarbone, like an exquisite piece of art.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong glanced at it, walked to the fire stove, and when he returned, he brought back a fox-fur shawl, personally draping it over her two shoulders.

"Don't untie it. You naturally get hot after a full meal, but you will catch a cold later. If the collar is tight, just drape this first."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang first lowered her head and remained quiet for a moment, then immediately shot him a coquettish glare, her breath as fragrant as an orchid: "You know it's tight too, yet who was the one who walked off wearing the larger piece?"

"Ah, what do you mean?" Magistrate Ouyang Rong showed an innocent expression: "What large one, small one?"

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang snorted coldly, lowered her head to continue eating noodles, and ignored this bad person.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong blinked, sat back in his seat, supported his chin with his hand, and watched her quietly.

One eating noodles, one lost in thought.

The orange-yellow candlelight on the table stretched the figures of the two very long.

The fine rain outside the door fell aslant on the threshold, dripping and tapping, like some kind of lullaby, making the people in the room feel secure.

There was also the fragrance of noodles slowly permeating the room.

"Tan, Tan Lang..."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang suddenly put down the bowl and called him without raising her head.

The sound of "Lang" was dragged very long, soft and sticky, making people's hearts itch.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong thought about it and changed his address: "Seventeen."

"Don't call me Seventeen, it's like an elder, still a bit distant. You... you call me by my childhood name."

"Wanwan?"

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang lowered her eyes: "Hmm, in the past, only mother and father could call me by my childhood name. I didn't allow anyone else to call me that."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong was troubled: "Why does it feel so cheesy to use a repeated sound."

"Tan Lang, you... good, good, good, then don't call me that. Young Master Magistrate Ouyang, call me Young Lady Chenjun Xie, remember to be polite, okay."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang grabbed the chopsticks again, narrowed her eyes, and poked at the few remaining noodles in the bowl.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong smiled: "Okay, Wanwan."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang reminded: "A gentleman is cautious when alone, Young Master Magistrate Ouyang, be cautious in your words."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong nodded: "Understood, Wanwan."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang picked up the bowl with both hands, looked up and sipped a little noodle soup, stood up, carried the bowl out the door, and couldn't see her expression:

"Ignoring you, going to wash the dishes."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong blinked and immediately stood up to follow.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang walked out the door. When the night wind blew, she tightened the warm fox-fur shawl, feeling the certain person following behind her with a thick skin,

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang's red lips tried hard to curl down, walked along the long corridor into the kitchen, and washed the bowls and chopsticks neatly.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong also slipped into the kitchen, seeing her pretty appearance standing at the sink in front of the stove, washing dishes virtuously.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong lowered his head to check, the skirt knife was tied to his waist, and he walked up.

He approached the graceful body of the Chenjun Xie noble lady directly from behind, stretched out two hands, grabbed her fair hands, and washed the bowls and chopsticks with her.

Sure enough, Magistrate Ouyang Rong found that the beauty in his arms showed no sign of struggling, only her head lowered a bit more.

After changing into the monk robe, her hair, which had been drenched by the rain, was tied up with a long strip of cloth cut from the skirt hem, tied into a high ponytail.

The smooth black hair brushed against Magistrate Ouyang Rong's right cheek and chin like willow branches on West Lake, a bit itchy.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong sniffed the fragrance of her hair, tilted his head to avoid it a little, and instantly caught a glimpse of the green onion oil stain on Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang's mouth corner.

He reached into his bosom, paused, and the hand that wanted to take out a handkerchief silently withdrew.

Why not use something else to wipe it for her?

Someone nodded.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang didn't know the little thoughts of the Tan Lang behind her.

With the experience of the previous time, in front of the stove, the posture of the two standing close together was much more tacit.

Her buttocks moved slightly, her position adjusted a little, and she cooperated with Magistrate Ouyang Rong's closeness.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang didn't ask again whether he brought the skirt knife, or rather, whether he brought an extra skirt knife.

Just at one moment, for some reason, her face became even redder, her breathing was like an orchid, her fragrant neck curved like a swan, and her movements of washing dishes with her head lowered became awkward.

The two stood close together without a word, enjoying the time of washing dishes leisurely.

Until Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang opened her mouth timidly:

"Tan Lang, I once did a big silly thing before."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong closed his eyes: "Hmm? What thing."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang said in a low voice, hard to speak:

"Back then at Donglin Temple, Aunt Zhen once had the intention of an engagement, took the initiative to discuss it with my father, and that night, father asked about my intention..."

"So?"

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang gathered her courage to say: "So... the refusal of the marriage was actually not his intention, on the contrary, he was very encouraging. The reason is, it was me..."

She suddenly turned around, her two arms tightly hugging his waist: "Tan Lang, I was really silly, really, how could I be so silly..."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong shook his head and interrupted: "First meeting, it's normal not to be familiar. I never believe in love at first sight, slow heat is the way to last."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang looked at his calm face and murmured:

"But I have been thinking back recently, even dreaming often, if there hadn't been so many pretentious thoughts at the beginning, and I had adopted father's suggestion, how good it would be, maybe we would now..."

"Would be what?"

She longed: "Would be spending the New Year together over at Wu Yi Lane..."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong pondered for a while and shook his head: "I actually think it's quite good now."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang asked cautiously: "Are you not angry about being rejected and denied?"

He pointed with clear water and tapped the tip of her upturned nose:

"Not angry, actually a bit happy, because this is my junior sister, the arrogant and serious one who won't turn back until hitting the south wall...

"But it seems to have changed a bit now."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong's tone was a bit puzzled: "Was it stimulated by something?"

"No stimulation..." She turned her eyes away slightly.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong shook his head and said earnestly:

"It's just that now, maybe we need to wait a while, Wanwan. The situation in Prince Xunyang City is a bit strange. It's temporarily fine now, but many people are waiting. If we take one wrong step, it will be an eternal disaster. Can we wait until we leave Prince Xunyang and go to Shenjing Luoyang..."

"Alright, I understand everything, you don't need to worry about explaining."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang pressed her onion-like fingers to his lips, hurriedly expressing her heart:

"I understand, I will be very obedient, let's not mention engagement or anything that delays your official business."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong was silent for a while, suddenly pointed to her red lips:

"Didn't wipe your mouth."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang blushed, raised the back of her hand, and wanted to wipe the corner of her mouth. Magistrate Ouyang Rong pressed her hand down, the two stared at each other for a while, his body suddenly leaned forward, Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang widened her beautiful eyes, her little face was panicked for a short time, her eyes tried hard to close, and her eyelashes trembled.

"Where is the young lady?"

"Please come this way."

Just at this moment, the shouts of maids like Mu Wanqing came from outside, as well as the monk's directions.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong and Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang separated in response.

"Young lady, are you alright? The lady is looking for you everywhere, worried that you were drenched in the rain..."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang wiped her wet hands on the monk robe, walked to one side, and lowered her head to tidy her clothes.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong let out a long sigh, turned his head to look at the sky where the rain had stopped, and sighed helplessly.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang turned her face, pleading pitifully: "Don't be sad, okay? If you are sad, I am sad too, my heart feels like it's being cut by a knife."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong nodded immediately, controlling his emotions: "Good, see you tomorrow."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang glanced at the door, took advantage of the maids not yet entering the courtyard, suddenly threw herself into Magistrate Ouyang Rong's arms, and hugged him desperately.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong was a bit stunned by her bump, but after reacting, he immediately hugged her slender back tightly with both arms.

Inside the dim kitchen, the two faced each other, hugging tightly.

Even if they could see each other tomorrow, the parting hug between lovers, like glue and lacquer, was exceptionally hard to separate.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang didn't care about anything, wishing she could knead her delicate body entirely into his chest.

It's just a pity that compared to other little ladies in the world, the two hot, beating hearts of her and Tan Lang would always be a few inches apart.

With the jade person in his arms, Magistrate Ouyang Rong instantly felt an unprecedented sense of fullness and happiness.

It used to be something to look at from afar but not to play with, now it is the cafeteria of his own son...

She suddenly stood on tiptoe, leaned into his ear, and whispered a word:

"Tan Lang, be good, I'm leaving first, but... but there are two damp clothes in the room, you... you help me dry them, okay."

After speaking, without waiting for an answer, Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang's lips rubbed hard against the fabric on Magistrate Ouyang Rong's shoulder, blushing, and fled like a fly.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong was stunned, touched the oil stain on his shoulder with his finger, looked at the stunning little girl who was leaving in the gift dress and fox-fur shawl, and couldn't help but frown in confusion.

Speaking of which, didn't she take the gift dress and close-fitting gauze garment away? What other clothes are left, bothering him to dry? Socks? Wait...

In an instant, a certain gentleman's face changed slightly.

With such a junior sister, he is a bit hard to handle.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 299 =====