Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 251

She hurriedly winked at Yan Huai who was held by He You, hoping that he would quickly stop He You's bold and terrifying decision.

The boy obediently was pulled by He You's sleeve, and tilted his head slightly, avoiding Sangbi's sight.

Sangby:!
It's over.

He took Yan Huai back to his room, and Sang Bi had no choice but to tidy up the outside room full of resentment.

He waved his hand again: "You step back."

Sangbi continued to struggle: "Let this servant stay by your bedside tonight."

He blinked again: "You are here, I can't sleep."

Sangbi: ...It turns out that this "person" is only limited to her.

Tired.

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The screen embroidered with landscape pictures separated a space in the corner, and through the dim candlelight, one could see the silhouette of the young man Qingjun.

He lay flat on the bed again, not feeling sleepy.

"Ah Huai, are you asleep?"

In the darkness, the young man opened his eyes, and the blue light flashed by, Yan Huai slightly pursed his lips.

"No."

He turned over again: "Me neither."

She touched her suffocated belly and flattened her mouth.

"I am starving."

The soft and waxy voice was aggrieved: "Sangbi won't let me eat."

Yan Huai blinked blankly, he didn't know why Sangbi didn't let He You eat.

He remembered that He You didn't have dinner tonight, so he must be very hungry now.

It feels bad to be hungry.

The white moonlight shone on the young man's fair fingertips, Yan Huai pursed his lips and sat up.

"I'll go get you something to eat."

He bounced off the bed again: "Do you know where there is food?"

Yan Huai just came here for the first day, so how could he know where to eat.

He shook his head blankly.

He quickly got out of bed and put on his shoes, she grabbed Yan Huai's sleeve.

"Come on, I'll take you there."

She gently pushed the door open, fearing that she would disturb Sangbi who was watching the night next door.

With his white fingertips gently touching his lips, He winked at Yan Huai again, signaling him to be careful and not to make any noise.

Yan Huai pursed his lips, and obediently relaxed his movements.

He tugged at Yan Huai's sleeve again, and led him to the small kitchen in the courtyard.

Ruan Tang was well-raised, and there is a small kitchen in the yard, which is used to cook some supplements for her.

Of course, the most important function is to decoct her medicine.

After all, the original owner had taken more medicine than rice in the past ten years.

He rummaged through it casually again, and found that there were only some raw materials, and there were no snacks left.

She sighed.

Could it be that she finally dressed in Bai Fumei, but she still couldn't get rid of the fate of cooking by herself?
Yan Huai glanced at the ingredients on the table and pursed his lips slightly.

He hesitated and looked at He You: "Can I eat noodles?"

He raised his eyes in surprise again: "You know how to cook?"

Under the dim candlelight, the boy unbuttoned his cuff, moved his plain fingertips, and rolled up the sleeve several times.

He frowned slightly: "Only a little simple."

I traveled to many places when I was young, and when I saw a lot of things, I became familiar with them.

Yan Huai took out the flour from the small vat, he was a little embarrassed, and his long eyelashes trembled.

"It will be a while."

He sat on the small stool by the door again, smiling and shaking his head.

"It's okay, Ah Huai, take your time."

Even if it is a simple action of kneading noodles, it is not good for a beauty to do it.

He sat obediently on the small stool again, shrinking into a small ball.

Occasionally, the boy would turn his head to look over, and she would bend her eyes and show a small smile.

He rested his chin to look under Yan Huai, and after an unknown amount of time, a bowl of hot green vegetable noodles was brought over.

Plain white fingertips were a little red from the heat, Yan Huai handed the chopsticks to He You with a clear voice.

"It will be hot."

"Uh-huh."

After being hungry for so long, I can finally eat a warm meal.

He took another sip of the noodles, and under Yan Huai's nervous gaze, he gave a thumbs up without hesitation.

Under the candlelight, the apricot eyes shone a little bit, and the girl's eyebrows and eyes were curved, soft and agile.

"Excellent!"

The young man lowered his eyes and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)