Chapter 766： The clingy Xuanyin father and son return to Beijing (1)

Chapter 766 The sticky Xuanyin father and son return to Beijing (1)

The golden morning sun shone through the gaps in the curtains and landed on Ning Yue's long and curly eyelashes, making the tops slightly shiny.

Ning Yue woke up from her sleep and found herself still in his arms, she couldn't help smiling. Probably exhausted from driving too much, he slept so deeply that he didn't even know that his fingertips were walking on his face. In my impression, he is not such a careless person, he can always maintain a high level of vigilance, and in those days of blood licking in the military camp, he never slept soundly at night. Only at home and by her side could he sleep like a baby.

Thinking about it this way, Ning Yue felt that the little tyrant was quite annoying.

Ning Yue didn't wake him up, and got out of bed gently.

Dongmei outside the house heard the movement, pushed the door in, and was about to wait for Ning Yue to wash up. Ning Yue gestured for her to go out. Dongmei tiptoed back out.

Ning Yue found a dress and put it on by herself. She likes to be plain and clean. On weekdays, the pearls and hairpins can be as little or as little, and the color can be dark or dark, except for banquets. But today, she rummaged through the jewelry box, and finally found a bright red pomegranate golden step shaker to wear.

Then, she left the upper room and went to the small kitchen.

Yesterday Xuan Yin rushed back to the house in a hurry to give her a surprise, and everyone in the house knew about it. After a night, it should have calmed down, but these girls didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and even secretly glanced at her. You must be thinking about her reaction when she saw Xuanyin, right?

What Ning Yue didn't know was that she was only half right in guessing. Although the maids were very curious about Ning Yue's reaction, they were more curious about what method she used to fascinate the withdrawn and stubborn Xuan Yin into such a state. They all saw Xuan Yin when he returned home yesterday, he looked like he had escaped from disaster, with a beard and a mess, and he knew that he was on a hurry, all of this was to see the fourth grandma sooner—

They never knew who fourth master would be so crazy about.

Under the envious or jealous eyes of the crowd, Ning Yue walked into the small kitchen calmly, thinking that she would make breakfast for Xuanyin.

Xuan Yin likes spicy food, but he seldom eats during the few days on the road, his stomach must be weaker than usual, and he is not suitable for eating too much spicy food. After thinking about it, Ning Yue decided to have a southern breakfast.

Most of the breakfasts in the south are exquisite, and it takes more effort to make than noodles, such as barbecued pork buns, quicksand buns, and crystal shrimp dumplings. It takes a long time to adjust the fillings of each kind, not to mention the heat and time when steaming. All of them have to be well grasped in order to achieve the best taste. Intestine powder is easy, just pour the rice milk into the drawer, but the process of rice milk is extremely long, and it takes more than an hour and a half to soak.

After deciding on the dishes in her heart, Ning Yue rolled up her sleeves, cleaned her hands and started to make breakfast.

Halfway through, a certain person came in angrily with a dark face. Without saying a word, he hugged her from behind and pressed his whole body on her. There are no gaps.

Ning Yue laughed at his sticky look: "Are you awake? Why don't you sleep a little longer? It's still early, I'll call you when I'm ready."

"Huh." Someone snorted arrogantly.

Ning Yue heard that the tone was wrong, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? It's so early in the morning, who messed with you?"

"huh~"

"huh~"

"Humph!"

Three cold snorts in a row, each stronger than the last, even the fool could hear his dissatisfaction.

Ning Yue asked amusedly, "Could it be that I provoked you?"

Xuan Yin buried his head in her neck, took a deep breath of her fragrance: "Who told you to get up?" When he opened his eyes, there was no one in his arms! That feeling is really worse than being poured with a basin of cold water!

(end of this chapter)