"Long Ling—Long Ling—"

Fang Shengnan thought she had good hearing, but if it weren't for the special rhythmic sound of jade coming from the kitchen at this moment, she wouldn't have known there was anyone in the kitchen.

Because it's quiet.

The kitchen door is ajar.

Except for the sound of jade, there was no other sound inside, it was silent.

But since there is this special jade sound, it means that Your Excellency Yue Chuzi is inside, because judging from her usual attitude of treating it like a treasure, she must be wearing it on her head.

When they were eating just now, the ice-white jade hairpin was inserted into her hair that was pulled up high.

However, the more profound your cultivation is, the more you get along with me on a daily basis, the impression you get is that it is extremely quiet, you walk quietly and there is no movement.

So at this moment, after Fang Shengnan reacted to this strange phenomenon in the kitchen, he first rejected his first thought of "both of them were there".

What she was thinking of was that His Excellency Yue Chuzi was alone at the sink washing dishes, and that's why she made this sound.

As for Mr. Ouyang, he must have left, otherwise why wasn't his voice heard?

Otherwise, how can we explain that there is only the sound of ice-white jade hairpin?

Fang Shengnan just walked to the kitchen door.

Now I got closer and listened more carefully.

"Susu..." There was a faint sound of water.

Fang Shengnan looked curious and raised his hand.

"ah?"

At this moment, the embroiderer's somewhat surprised voice came from the kitchen.

Fang Shengnan stopped his hand and did not dare to enter for the first time:

"What's wrong with you? Is there any inconvenience?" she asked worriedly.

"Uh-huh."

Fang Shengnan heard Zhao Qingxiu seem to hastily agree, and then there were some small rustling noises.

The strange "susu" sound of water that I heard just now disappeared.

A man's light cough came from the kitchen stove.

Fang Shengnan was stunned for a moment. Only then did he confirm the existence of someone:

"Mr. Ouyang? You haven't left yet?" she asked doubtfully.

"Fang...Nvxia, eh."

Before Fang Shengnan could think more, a few breaths later, footsteps were heard from inside the door, and the kitchen door was pushed open from the inside.

Ouyang Rong walked out quickly, with a strong figure.

Fang Shengnan saw that Zhao Qingxiu was still staying at the stove, wearing a water-stained apron, holding a piece of cloth that looked like a wet rag, with her back to the door, bending down, and wiping the stove with it in a hurry.

He didn't look back, and his ears were a little red, like drops of blood.

"Long Ling——"

Fang Shengnan's eyes moved upward.

The ice-white jade hairpin that made noise all the time was indeed inserted into Zhao Qingxiu's hair, and the sound just now came from it.

At this moment, when Zhao Qingxiu was immersed in wiping, she also made a special jade collision sound.

But the strange thing is that the rhythmic sound of jade clashing is sometimes louder and sometimes softer.

The sound of the jade clashing now is somewhat chaotic.

In addition, the azure ribbon that Zhao Qingxiu originally used to blindfold her eyes was not worn around her eyes. Instead, it was tied to Hao Bai's wrist, just like a woman casually wearing a hair band on her wrist for easy access...

…

Fang Shengnan didn't wait to think about it.

"Isn't Nvxia Fang taking a lunch break?"

After walking out of the kitchen and walking around the corridor a few times, Ouyang Rong suddenly spoke, somewhat apologetically:

"Did I and Xiu Niang clean up the kitchen and wake you up? If so, I'm really sorry."

"Clean up the kitchen?"

"Um."

Ouyang Rong nodded and said without changing his expression:

"I just finished washing the dishes and found that the kitchen was a little dirty, so I worked with the embroiderer and tidied it up together. Now it's clean, and the embroiderer will feel comfortable using the kitchen later."

Fang Shengnan didn't see the slender figure in the kitchen behind her, wiping with a cloth in front of the stove, her little head lowered.

She looked at Ouyang Rong suspiciously.

I found that he was also wearing an apron, and there were some water stains on the apron.

His chest was bulging, as if something had been stuffed inside.

In addition, Fang Shengnan also found that Mr. Ouyang's hair crown was a bit messy, with a few strands of flowing black hair falling down his forehead, adding a bit of elegance, but his sideburns looked more like they had been scratched.

Her hair was still wet, as if it was wet with sweat. From the looks of it, she was quite tired from cleaning up the kitchen just now, and her range of motion was not small.

In addition, there were some drops of water hanging on his forehead, chin, neck and other places. He had just washed his face with clean water in a hurry before coming out. He had no time to wipe it off, and there was still water on his hands.

The clean water used to wash the face was mixed with the original sweat drops, making it difficult to tell the difference for a while.

"Master Ouyang is very hot?"

Fang Shengnan asked.

"Yes, a little bit, I forgot to open the window."

Ouyang Rong was wiping his hands with his apron and was about to lower his head to wipe his face. When he realized something, he stopped and calmly wiped the sweat from his forehead with his cuffs.

Without leaving Fang Shengnan free to look at it for too long, he immediately returned to the kitchen and opened the window on the other side for ventilation.

When passing by the stove, Ouyang Rong caught a glimpse of something pale pink on the ground.

Stuck in the blind spot of Fang Shengnan's field of vision, he stretched out his foot and kicked the pale pink embroidered shoe to the edge of the embroiderer's floor-length skirt.

He wiped away his sweat, looked calm, and walked towards Fang Shengnan, just blocking her view.

Behind her, beside the stove, Zhao Qingxiu touched a commonly used real rag and immediately put the wet cloth in her hand into her arms.

Under the hem of the floor-length skirt, a delicate and skinny small foot was exposed. The arch of the foot was forward and the ankle was white. It hooked the light pink embroidered shoes that rolled towards her. She immediately put them on and retracted them into the hem of the floor-length skirt.

In this scene, it's like Xiaohe is showing off her sharp corners.

It turned out that under her skirt, only one foot was wearing embroidered shoes, and her little foot had been bare just now.

As for the embroidered shoes, but where did the socks go...who knows.

How did Fang Shengnan at the door know about these little tricks?

"Ms. Fang is not awake?"

Ouyang Rong walked out of the kitchen, passed by Fang Shengnan, and changed the topic.

The latter's eyes were attracted to him and he shook his head:

"Sister is still sleeping."

"Ms. Fang's sleep quality is really enviable."

"My sister is amazing. I like to toss and kick the quilt when I sleep since I was a child. My sister sleeps with me and she won't be woken up by my movements."

Ouyang Rong nodded seriously:

"As expected, she has a calm temper even when she is sleeping. Your sister is someone who does big things."

"Master Ouyang, please don't joke."

Ouyang Rong greeted:

"Let's go, there is still some work in the kitchen, let the embroiderer take care of it, let's not go in and get in the way."

Fang Shengnan looked back at Yue Virgin Master Qianying who ignored her in the kitchen, hesitated for a moment, and followed Ouyang Rong.

The two of them walked to the stone table in the center of the courtyard and sat down.

Fang Shengnan still felt something was wrong.

"You just cleaned up the kitchen, why didn't you make any noise?"

Ouyang Rong said "Oh" and looked a little embarrassed:

"The embroiderer just dozed off, her head lowered and raised for a while. I was afraid of waking her up, so I moved a little softly, and then I felt sleepy. I almost fell asleep, so... I washed my face with water.

"

He explained while wiping his cheeks with a clean sleeve.
To be continued...