"Miss Ye is in the cashier's room. The Lord might as well go to see her. The old slave is going to prepare meals." Looking at the king's appearance, Butler Mu took him to the cashier's office.

Dusk is approaching, outside the house, has been caged in the night.

Fengxin went to the outside of the accounting room, and saw that there was no light inside. When she opened the door, she saw a small head on the desk.

After the account books piled up high, ye Lingyue has fallen asleep.

Gauze, also stained with some ink, a black lump, very funny.

She had never done such things as looking at the account books. After a day's reading, she was also tired, and she was sleeping soundly.

Fengxin thought for a moment, and whispered to the guard outside the door, asking him to tell housekeeper Mu that the dinner was delayed and that he should not come to the cashier's room to disturb them.

After that, close the door.

The lights on the hand copying corridor dimly lit in.

Fengxin light hands and feet, to ye Lingyue's side.

She was sleeping soundly. When Fengxin came in, she moved her neck a little, as if she was not sleeping well.

Looking at her under the body, pressed a pile of account books, Feng Xin dumbfounded.

He remembered that in the summer capital, although ye Lingyue was the second boss of zuixianju and shenxianfang, he was famous for being afraid of trouble.

On several occasions, she even frowned and asked him to help sort out the restaurant's account books.

But at that time, Fengxin has found that ye Lingyue has a lot of talent for management.

Today, it is difficult for her.

Carefully, she wanted to take away those hard books under her body. She just took out one of them. Feng Xin's hand was heavy, but ye Lingyue turned her head again and took Fengxin's hand as a pillow and pressed it under her cheek.

The wound on her face is not good, through the gauze, Fengxin's hand, can feel her warm skin.

Seems to be very satisfied with the new pillow, ye Lingyue's head, and moved up a few minutes, restless hands embrace Fengxin's hand.

“……”

Fengxin is not good to take out the hand, can only stand.

He is tall, in order to accommodate ye Lingyue, he can only bend down.

In this way, he and ye Lingyue's face are almost face-to-face contact, two people close to, he can feel ye Lingyue's breath, hot spray on his face.

Her long eyelashes trembled from time to time, and occasionally murmured something.

But all of this, for Fengxin, are very novel, he simply lying on the ground, looking at her sleeping face.

Staring like this, Fengxin is even willing to look at a certain place in her heart for a lifetime, as if to explode.

Mingming just knew each other for more than a year, but Fengxin has a kind of illusion that he and ye Lingyue have been together for many years.

Outside the tent, housekeeper Mu took several maids with them, carrying food boxes.

He looked into the cashier's room and saw only two vague figures.

The old housekeeper was secretly happy. He thought about it and said in a low voice.

"Take out all the food boxes, and let the cooks have an early rest tonight, and don't leave any snacks and soup."

After that, Butler Mu went down with several servants.

Ye Lingyue's sleep is very happy.

Last night, when the incident happened, she didn't sleep soundly. Today, she was patient and looked at the account books for a day. Later, the sleepers went to sleep directly.

It was dark when I woke up.

When she opened her eyes, the light was dimly lit in the room.

The light was dim. She looked up and hit her chin.

She called softly, rubbed her forehead, looked up, Fengxin was sitting at the desk, and she was in Fengxin's arms.

At this time, Fengxin held the account book in one hand, and the other hand was firmly pressed under his face.

After hearing ye Lingyue's voice, Fengxin is looking down at her.

The light folded in his eyes, like a pool under the moonlight, ripples, beautiful.

Ye Lingyue's face turned red.

"Why don't you wake me up when you come back?"

Just finish saying, ye Lingyue's face burns more severely, her words just now, how to have the feeling of an old husband and wife.

The heart suddenly disordered, as if there was a rabbit, jumping up and down.

She just didn't know how many hours she had been sleeping. Did she sleep with her hands like this?

His hands, I'm afraid, will be numb.

"I didn't wake you up when you were sleeping soundly. Are you hungry?" Feng Xin is a smile, put down the account book in hand, and straighten out the disordered hair for ye Lingyue.

Ye Lingyue is really hungry.

She was so busy reading the books that she didn't even have lunch.

Take a look at the room now. Lunch has already been removed.

This point has already passed the meal point.Ye Lingyue looks at Fengxin's appearance, also knows that he just in order to accommodate himself, certainly did not eat.

"What would you like to eat? I'll go to the dining room and have it made for you. " Fengxin has always been good tempered.

"It's midnight, so don't be too troublesome. Just cook some porridge at will, or scrambled egg with cucumber." Ye Lingyue sleeps in a daze and says casually.

Fengxin look at ye Lingyue, see her still some sleepy eyes, let her stay down, he got up to pass meal to go.

After Fengxin left, the account room was empty.

Ye Lingyue is idle and bored, turning over the account books she saw during the day.

While she was sleeping, Fengxin had already checked many account books, and there was a beautiful line of seal characters on the bottom of each account book.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Fengxin still didn't come back.

Ye Lingyue was afraid that he had something on his way. He relied on his memory and went towards the direction of the dining room.

The light on the corridor of hand copying is very dark. When we get to the dining room, ye Lingyue hears a bang inside.

It's like the sound of a bowl falling down. If you look inside, you can see a tall figure. At this time, you are sweating and beating something on the stove.

It turned out that the fire had already stopped in the dining room, and the cooks were all sleeping.

Feng Xin was afraid that ye Lingyue was hungry, so she started cooking porridge and cooking.

Hearing the movement behind her, Feng Xin returned to her head with some embarrassment on her face.

"It'll be ready in a little while. Don't come in. There's no place for you to settle down."

As he spoke, his ears turned red.

On the ground, a large number of pots and pans were killed in the battle, and some broken eggs and cucumbers were cut beyond recognition. Tomorrow morning, the cook of Fengfu saw it, and she must think that there was a thief in the house.

Ye Lingyue couldn't help smiling. They all said that there was no perfect person. Fengxin was good-looking, rich, and even less temperamental. He thought he was a person without shortcomings. At the moment, he finally had a defect, that is, his cooking skills were not good.

However, Wu Zhong's cooking skills are good. If these two people are combined into one, they are really invincible in the world. Ye Lingyue is startled at the thought of this place, but he is frightened by his strange idea.

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