"The eldest young master, the eldest young mistress went out in the afternoon. She said she wanted to see the rouge and gouache outside. You Meng Er Meng San followed you."
"You haven't come back yet?"
In the past few days, Gong Yueyue had been whispering in his ears that she wanted to go outside for a walk. It was really boring to stay in the house and do nothing. She was so idle that she went crazy. Zhao Changyuan had no choice but to agree to let her.
He went out, but he had to take the maid with him. How could Zhao Changyuan know that such a day would come at this nod? Gong Yueyue ran so fast that he couldn't even see anyone, and he couldn't bear to go home so late.
It really pissed him off!
"Haha, Ruotong, you are so funny. You are the first interesting person I have met here!"
"Really? Yiyi, you are also very interesting. I didn't expect that we can actually have the same ideas. It's really rare!"
"Not bad, not bad. It's rare to meet a soulmate in life. This is a happy event. I'll drink tea instead of wine!"
"Okay, do it."
After having enough tea and food, it was getting late. Du Ruotong wanted to go home. Gong Yueyue also returned to Zhao Mansion under the repeated urging of Meng Er Meng San. As soon as she entered the gate, she saw Zhao Changyuan standing at the door like a pillar.
's standing there.
"Have you finally had enough fun that you know you have to go home?"
"what are you doing here?"
"Feed the mosquitoes!"
Zhao Changyuan rolled up his sleeves and left. Meng Yi quickly stepped forward and explained to Gong Yueyue: "Young mistress, you went out to play for a day. The young master asked you as soon as he came back. He has been waiting for you to come back and have dinner together. The young master has been waiting until now.
I haven’t eaten anything yet.”
"Waiting for me to eat?"
Back in the room, the food had been taken away. Zhao Changyuan sat on a stool and drank tea angrily. Gong Yueyue felt a rare sense of embarrassment. She felt a little strange in her heart, and she didn't quite understand Zhao Changyuan's intention of waiting for her.
Normally, this was not intentional, and because Zhao Changyuan was always busy in and out of the military camp, the two of them rarely sat down to eat together. How could they have expected to wait for her all night tonight?
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were waiting for me to eat at home, but you can eat by yourself first. I've already eaten outside before I came back."
Zhao Changyuan didn't want to pay attention to her, so he picked up a book and covered his face.
Gong Yueyue walked over and took the book away, "Hey, don't be angry. It's my fault for what happened today. Okay, okay.
"Do not bother me."
"I'll have another meal with you, young master. You can't spend the night hungry like this."
"You don't need to worry about this issue."
"I'm begging you, okay, don't use your body to control my anger."
"Hmph! Why should I be so hard on myself? I'm just not hungry. Do you feel bad for me?"
Gong Yueyue looked at the angry Zhao Changyuan speechlessly.
Mengyi walked up to the rescue considerately: "Young mistress, can you get down there? Why don't you give the young master a bowl of noodles, maybe the young master will eat it?"
"real?"
"Yes, the young master liked the glutinous rice balls you made last time, and he kept smiling for the next few days. If you order a bowl of noodles for the young master, the young master will not reject your offer, right?"
"Yeah! That's it! Okay, then come with me and give me a hand."
After whispering, Gong Yueyue lifted up her skirt and walked out.
"You just came back, where are you going?"
"I'll serve you a bowl of noodles, young master! Just wait!"
Zhao Changyuan endured it, but still couldn't stop the feeling of joy in his heart. He endured it, but still raised the corner of his mouth quietly. Meng Er and Meng San looked at it and snickered in their hearts, thinking to themselves that the young master and the young mistress are really different.
What a sweet show!
"This is the first time I've been fucked by someone. You have to finish eating before you can be worthy of me, you know?"
"I told you I'm not hungry. Unless... someone feeds me."
"Zhao Changyuan, you haven't grown up yet, have you?"
"Mengyi, take the noodles down."
Meng Yi was in a dilemma. Gong Yueyue asked a few people to retreat first, sat down at the table angrily, held a bowl with a few noodles and put it to someone's mouth. Zhao Changyuan suppressed the corners of his mouth that wanted to laugh with pride,
Trying to restrain his happy mood, he said coldly: "It's too hot, I can't eat it."
Gong Yueyue blew it a few times and handed it over again. Zhao Changyuan reluctantly swallowed all the noodles on the chopsticks slowly. He followed the same pattern, and Gong Yueyue had to blow Zhao Changyuan once for each bite.
At the entrance, there was a big bowl of noodles. After eating it for almost half an hour, the soup base was already cold. Gong Yueyue put the bowl on the plate and handed it to Mengyi outside the door to take it down.
After a long while, Zhao Changyuan said quietly: "Yiyi, I don't object to you going out. I also know that you are bored at home. But," Zhao Changyuan stared at Gong Yueyue with burning eyes: "From now on, you have to come back to eat with me every day."
"Oh, what is all this!"
"Yiyi, what's wrong with you? Are you sighing? Who made you unhappy?"
"Oh, it's nothing. Just, Ruotong, let me ask you, what does it feel like to like someone?"
"Well, I really can't help you. I'm also single. Speaking of which, I'm already eighteen this year and even you are married. I don't have a partner yet. I'm really worried about my father."
Du Ruotong was very distressed. Girls of her age had already married and raised their children. Even Gong Yueyue in front of her was already a married woman, but she still didn't even have a partner. Even if she wasn't in a hurry,
Her parents were so anxious that they almost married her off to anyone. They were afraid that the villagers would gossip in private and think that Du Ruotong had some ulterior reason for not marrying.
Alas, Du Ruotong sighed helplessly.
"Oh, Miss Du is so full of love that she wants to get married?" A clear male voice sounded from behind. The two of them looked back one after another, but they didn't recognize this person at first sight.
Another look, why is he this bad guy?
"Evil Pan, what are you doing here? You actually eavesdropped on our two women's conversation. You are so thick-skinned that you could build a wall!" As soon as he saw the person coming, Du Ruotong changed from his gentle to fierce look.
"Haha, Du Ruotong, Miss Du, with the attitude of a fierce woman like you, no wonder no one dares to want you. If you are so anxious and looking for a man, I, Second Young Master Pan, can consider helping me if I am in a good mood.
You, haha."
"Bah! Believe it or not, I'll beat you up! I'll beat you until your parents can't even recognize you."
The two of them were just like the grudges they cultivated in their previous lives. When they met, they mocked each other to the point that no one else could get in. An aura was formed around the two of them, and others could only watch silently from the outside. Gong Yueyue watched.
Du Ruotong did not lose his momentum, so he served tea and watched the show eagerly.
"Miss Gong." A familiar yet unfamiliar voice interjected from the side. Gong Yueyue turned her head when she heard the sound, and found that it was Pan Zhuqing who she hadn't seen for several months!
"Do you mind if I sit here?" Pan Zhuqing smiled softly. Although the tone was inquiring, he was already about to sit down. Gong Yueyue quickly expressed that he didn't mind and was very welcome.
"I hope you won't be offended. That's my brother. Apart from his bad words, he's actually not a bad person."
"He's your brother? He's your brother? He really doesn't look like him, haha." (To be continued)