Chapter 239

It's snowy outside, but warm inside.

Lu Sheng was afraid to disturb Chu Sihan's reading, and even his action of rubbing ink was unconsciously lightened.

After touching a pillar of incense, a low knock came in.

Chu Si Han raised his eyes to see, Lu Sheng quickly stopped action, said with a smile: "adults continue to read, I go to open the door."

"Good."

Chu Si Han answered softly and put his eyes back on the bamboo roll again.

Lu Sheng opens the door and sees mother Yao standing outside with her lunch box.

"Why are you here, Mammy Yao?"

Mammy Yao looked into the room and asked with a strange smile, "I'm not bothering you and Miss Lu, are you?"

"No!" Lu Sheng shook his head and asked suspiciously, "how could mother Yao ask like this?"

"Nothing."

Mother Yao said with a smile, "are you tired? This is a snack just made by the old slave. Girls and adults can try it to replenish their strength. "

"Oh."

Lu Sheng hesitated to take the food box, always feel that what mammy Yao said today is strange.

"Will mammy come in for a while?"

"No, I won't disturb you."

Mammy Yao waved her hand with a smile, and said, "there are not so many rules in our government. If Miss Lu wants to move to the yard of an adult, the old slave will arrange it, so as not to suffocate."

"Ah?"

The more Lu Sheng listened, the more confused she became. She scratched her head and looked at mammy Yao in confusion.

"All right!" Mother Yao's voice lovingly said, "it's cold outside. Go back to the house, girl. Don't get cold. I'll go back first."

Then he turned and left.

Lu Sheng closed the door and went back with his food box, but he was still thinking about what mammy Yao had just said.

Chu Sihan raised his eyes from the bamboo scroll and looked at her. After a smile, he continued to read the paper.

The little girl didn't understand the meaning of mammy Yao's words, but he knew it as soon as he heard it.

It must be that Constable Ji's big mouth talks, which makes mammy Yao misunderstand.

Lu Sheng put the food box on the tea table and went back to grind the ink again.

"My Lord, the ink is finished."

"Well."

Chu Sihan answered softly. He put down the bamboo roll and took a piece of rice paper. When he picked up the pen, he seemed to think of something. He looked at her and said, "go sit down and eat something."

"Oh."

Lu Sheng went back to the tea table and put out the refreshments brought by mammy Yao.

They are all her favorite, including three color cake, yunpian cake, plum cake and Furong cake.

"My Lord, would you like to try it?"

She tasted every piece. Finally, she took a piece of hibiscus and handed it to Chu Sihan.

Chu Sihan held the pen and looked up at her with a soft light red light in his eyes.

As soon as the brush was dipped in ink, he suddenly stopped and let the ink of the tip of the brush drop silently onto the rice paper, then fainted and dyed.

"Ah

Lu Sheng blinked and said innocently, "my Lord, I didn't mean to!"

Chu Sihan didn't speak, but opened his mouth and bit the lotus cake she handed him, chewing it silently.

Lu Sheng asked with a smile, "how about it? Isn't it delicious? "

Chu Si Han nodded slightly, "the taste is OK."

He put the brush in his hand on the inkstone, folded the rice paper dripping with ink, and then threw it into the charcoal basin.

Lu Sheng sipped the corner of his lips, looked at the remaining half of the hibiscus crisp on the chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, or put it in his mouth.

When Chu Si Han raised her eyes, she happened to see the picture that she put the half piece of Hibiscus crisp into her mouth.

The pupil Mou is tiny to shrink, the vision is burning to stare at her because chew thing but tiny wriggle of powder lip.