"How did you sleep last night? Did you miss me? If you miss me, you might as well tell me. I won't mind being eaten by you."
Young Master Yang walked to the swing, put one hand on the iron chain on one side of the swing, and chuckled.
Man Ningning sneered, "No need."
She jumped off the swing and wanted to get out of his sight.
However, this jump was really tight, and there was an excruciating pain in my ankle.
Man Ningning endured the pain and knelt down to knead her ankle. Young Master Yang's hand had already been stretched out. The temperature in his palm was just right. He kneaded it gently and it seemed to relax a little.
But...Man Ningning slapped his hand away.
"I can do it myself." Man Ningning endured the pain and gently pressed her ankle.
Yang Shao stared at her side face, her fair skin had no flaws, but the sun's rays looked as transparent as a baby's.
Feeling the blazing gaze, Man Ningning turned around and met blue eyes. She could faintly see her own outline appearing in his eyes.
Involuntarily, Man Ningning immediately lowered her head, endured the pain, stood up, and walked forward.
"You are such a brave woman, let me carry you in." As soon as the words were spoken, Man Ningning was already being held in Young Master's arms. The conditions were activated, and Man Ningning really wanted to struggle.
However, struggling seems useless, right?
Walking into the hall and walking straight upstairs, Sister Wu stood at the stairs and stared at the two people deeply.
The door to the room opened, and Young Master Yang put her on the sofa, "Sit tight for me and don't move around."
There was a hint of command in his tone.
Man Ningning watched him enter the bathroom, and suddenly remembered the two words he wrote in the morning, and couldn't help but feel interesting.
Sure enough, when Young Master Yang walked out of the bathroom, he came over with a sullen face and a warm towel in his hand. There seemed to be something wrong with the smell.
Man Ningning moved back, but his right foot was already held by him.
"What? Are you afraid now? Anyway, in your heart, I am nothing more than this. I might as well be more evil." His beautiful face came closer little by little.
Man Ningning covered her face with her hands and shouted in a low voice: "Don't come over, you bastard."
When he finished the last two words of curse, his bare feet felt comfortable. Looking secretly between his fingers, he found that he had applied a hot towel to the painful area and also massaged it gently.
Slowly, she released her hands, and Man Ningning stared at his profile, his deep outline, thin lips, and his slightly clumsy movements with caution.
Man Ningning's first reaction was "what a ghost"
This guy actually treated her so gently?
For a moment, Man Ningning couldn't explain clearly what it felt like.
Perhaps, she never thought that such a scene would happen.
"Then... that... I'll do it myself." The voice was a little soft, with a hint of embarrassment. Man Ningning's ears turned red, and she reached out to take the hot towel from Young Master Yang's hand.
Unexpectedly, he avoided it and looked at her deeply, "As long as you erase those two words for me, remember, they must be wiped very clean."
He got up and walked into the bathroom again.
When she came out, she was still holding the steaming towel in her hand and squeezing her feet.
Man Ningning shrank in embarrassment and was squeezed tighter by him, "Why are you moving? Could it be that I will destroy your feet?"
"No." Man Ningning watched uneasily as he put the towel on her bare feet. The warm breath made her feel much more comfortable.
He had been treated as an enemy just now, but now there was an indescribable feeling flowing in the quiet room.
"I...I'm much better." Man Ningning said softly: "Um, thank you for that..."
"Master... lunch is ready." Sister Wu's voice sounded outside the door, respectfully.
"I understand." Yang Shao responded calmly.
Man Ningning glanced at Young Master Yang and said, "Why don't you go down and eat by yourself later? I...I'm not hungry yet."
I was so dizzy that I suddenly lost the confidence to even speak.
"How can we not eat?" He said, "Lest you starve to death in my family, that would be bad."
This guy!
What words were said.
Just now, she thanked him, but she didn't expect that after a while, he would...
Moreover, will you starve to death if you skip one meal?
snort!
Man Ningning snorted coldly in her heart, "Don't worry, even if I die, I won't die at your house."
"That's good." Young Master Yang stood up, walked to her, leaned over and held her in his arms again, "Anyway, you have to be obedient and obedient when you are here with me."
Man Ningning nestled in his arms and remained silent!
When he went downstairs, the maids were standing on both sides of the dining table, looking at each other with different eyes. After he put Man Ningning on the seat, her face was already red and her eyes were lowered.
The dishes on the table were very rich, and there were some dishes that Man Ningning had never tasted before.
She watched Sister Wu put a bowl of fragrant baked rice in front of her, and smiled slightly: "Miss Man, this is Indian curry seafood baked rice, you might as well try it."
Man Ningning glanced at Sister Wu in surprise and asked: "Sister Wu, did you make this by yourself?"
Sister Wu nodded, "Miss Man is the first female guest brought by the young master, so naturally I don't dare to neglect her."
Neglect?
Man Ningning glanced at Young Master Yang and saw him eating elegantly, with every move being so noble. Man Ningning's eyes fell on Sister Wu again, and she smiled faintly, "Thank you, Sister Wu."
"No, Miss Man. You might as well have a taste first."
Man Ningning nodded and took a bite. Her mouth was filled with the taste of curry and seafood. She suddenly thought of Xing Yuanmi, a guy who likes to use curry as a dish all year round.
"It's delicious." Man Ningning said with appreciation, but also asked, "Sister Wu, can you tell me how to make this Indian curry seafood baked rice?"
"If Miss Man likes it, you can ask the young master to bring you here often in the future. I will cook it for Miss Man." Sister Wu smiled politely. Although she is about forty years old, she is well-maintained and looks like she is in her thirties.
Same.
"No, I want to cook it for a good friend of mine when I go back. She likes the taste of curry the most." Man Ningning told the truth.
Young Master Yang looked up at Man Ningning, as if he had never thought that this woman could cook.
In other words, he has had sex with too many women, so she must be the only one who can say that he can cook. Maybe some of them are pretending to be noble.
It's just...this woman actually said she wanted to be her good friend?
"Male or female." He suddenly spoke. Man Ningning was startled, looked at Young Master with unknown meaning, and said proudly: "You... don't care."
It seems that the relationship between them is not enough to discuss these issues!
This damn woman.
Man Ningning saw his face darken, and felt a sense of victory again. She was secretly happy and looked at Sister Wu: "Sister Wu, please continue talking."
Sister Wu looked at Mr. Yang, but did not see any objection from him, and said again: "To make Indian Curry Seafood Baked Rice, you need to prepare 2 bowls of white rice, two mussels, 1 crab stick, 1 fresh squid, and a large head
1 shrimp, 15 grams of lemongrass, 1 egg.”
She continued to add: "There are also auxiliary ingredients: 20 grams of green and red peppers, an appropriate amount of tomato wedges, an appropriate amount of onions, a little shredded coconut, a little minced garlic. As for the seasonings: 1 tablespoon fish sauce, half a teaspoon of chicken powder, coconut
4 tablespoons of milk, half a cup of stock, and an appropriate amount of curry sauce.”
"When all the ingredients are ready, wash the ones that need to be washed first, such as fresh squid, cut the flowers and slice them. Then stir-fry shredded coconut, minced garlic, onions, green and red peppers, and tomato wedges.
Finally, you just need to put in the seafood and cook it briefly, add the egg yolk, mix it into a gravy, pour it on top of the rice and put it in the oven to bake until fragrant."
"It sounds relatively simple. I will definitely give it a try when I get back. Thank you, Sister Wu." Man Ningning thanked her.
"You're welcome." Sister Wu chuckled and stepped aside.
"What a rough guy." He said coldly.
"What did you say?" Man Ningning raised her eyebrows.
Yang Shao raised his thin lips slantingly, "I said you are a big boss. A woman can only think about such things."
"You..." Man Ningning laughed angrily, "You said a woman thinks about these things. I wonder if the food you are eating now is also made by a woman?"
Young Master Yang glared at her angrily, "Don't change the topic for me, I'm talking about you, a woman."
Man Ningning was dissatisfied: "You have no control over my affairs."
After saying that, Man Ningning suddenly smiled and said: "I understand, you are envious, right?"
"envious?"
"Yes, you are just envious. You must have friends around you who can hold out your hands for clothes and open your mouth for food, right? From the look of you, there shouldn't be any friends who would cook for you."
Man Ningning's words seemed to be mocking him.
However, this is undeniable.
People around him have been trying to please him by giving him a beautiful woman and thinking of ways to invite him to a fancy restaurant for dinner. It seems that very few friends invite him to their home for dinner.
Or maybe not yet.
Young Master Yang picked up the tea on the table and took a sip: "What's so enviable about this? After all, it's still just "eating". Isn't it possible that the food at home can't be compared to those made by senior chefs in restaurants?"
After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked straight upstairs.
Man Ningning shrugged her shoulders and chuckled.
This is the third day, and Man Ningning's feet have gradually begun to improve a lot. At least she no longer feels any clear pain when she goes to the ground.
When going downstairs to have breakfast, Sister Wu told Man Ningning that Young Master was swimming, so that Man Ningning could eat first without waiting.
Man Ningning looked at Sister Wu and said, "Sister Wu, please take me there."
Now her feet are much better, and she doesn't want to stay here any longer.
Today, she at least communicated with him.
This is an indoor swimming pool. The floor is paved with blue tiles and is surrounded by transparent glass. You can see the blue sky and lush leaves.
Whoever was able to set up a swimming area here must have spent a lot of effort.
There was a stream of heating flowing inside, and there was splashing water in the middle of the swimming pool. Wave after wave, Man Ningning walked in barefoot, and standing beside him was a bodyguard in a black suit, his face full of seriousness.
The water in the swimming pool was light blue and reflected the sky. You could see floating white clouds and birds flying by. Man Ningning was close to the edge of the pool, wanting to wait for him to come up.
The slightly cool water covered his whole body. Yang Shao swam between the bottom of the water. The water patterns on the surface of the pool overflowed with his movements, and the water splashed and dispersed.
Man Ningning stared at that slender figure, and even her swimming looked so elegant and wild.