He was tall and tall, and he hugged Li Muxin's slender body from behind. His strong arms connected with hers, as if he was protecting her in his arms, which was very warm.
His hands slid over the delicate skin, clasped his slender fingers, and pinched gently.
"Why don't you rub it?"
He lowered his head and rubbed her ear.
"You... put your hand on mine, how should I rub it?" The voice was so soft that it was almost drowned in the nervousness.
Han Shilin slowly let go of his hand and said, "Then you show me first."
"oh."
Li Muxin lowered his head and began to knead the dough.
However, how could she concentrate on kneading the dough now? She was pressed against his chest behind her, getting closer and closer. He lowered his head and carefully watched every move he made. He was so nervous that he almost suffocated!
Lowering his eyes, his watery eyes moved slightly towards the handsome face pressed against his own.
He pursed his lips tightly and looked down with squinted eyes. In addition to being serious, his brown eyes also showed a bit of gentleness.
He looked at her gentle movements, and his lips curved into a smile. The slight movement of his face touched her hot cheeks.
Want to avoid it!
She moved her head to the other side, but his face followed.
For a moment, I was so confused that I didn’t know how to knead the dough.
I lowered my head and was surprised to see that the dough had turned into lumps...
"You said you can knead dough? What is this?" Brown eyes glanced at her confused face, flashing a playful smile.
"I...I didn't mean it, I rubbed it again..." She didn't dare to look at him, lowered her head and said in a trembling voice.
He is not a person who allows mistakes, will he... blame himself?
His hands were trembling slightly, and his heart... felt like he was walking a tightrope.
Continue to lower your head and knead the dough.
Suddenly, a pair of big hands covered her trembling hands and suppressed them.
My heart suddenly trembled!
Could he... be really angry? He wouldn't let himself rub it anymore.
"So thin, no strength at all!" His tone was cold and full of disdain. He held her slender body in his arms, shook his head and sighed.
"me……"
With her head lowered, her long hair covered her face.
"If I rely on you to knead the dough like this, how long will it take?" Although the words were mixed with dissatisfaction, they were much better than the usual anger.
"Then...then there's nothing I can do, my strength is so weak."
She pursed her lips in grievance, looked at his hand, and held her own hand tightly.
Beside me, the man sighed and said, "I saw you kneading the dough just now, and I already know how to do it. It's faster to knead it together."
Well?
Knead together?
Before Li Muxin could react, those big hands had already taken his own and placed them on the dough.
And his hands had already begun to knead the dough in the direction.
Sure enough, it was a man's hand, much stronger than mine, and he kneaded the flour that had not been kneaded just now in a few strokes.
Soon, Li Muxin's hand also joined.
Although this is the first time that I knead dough with others, sometimes their hands will inevitably fight. But when we finish something seriously together, there is an indescribable feeling and satisfaction.
He was responsible for the main action of kneading the dough, and she cooperated with him. Gradually...it became his hand leading hers.
The dough was turned over in the hands of two people, blended, and became soft...
Unknowingly, his hand was intertwined with hers.
My heart trembled again!
There was nowhere to hold back because my hands were stuck with dough.
His hand, grabbed her hand, held it.
The moment his hand grabbed hers, time seemed to have stopped again!
Why, my hands no longer feel cold in the devil's hands, but warm and soft. Their hands were surrounded by dough, which was sticky and couldn't be pulled apart.
My heart is so messed up!
In the afternoon, I obviously hated him to the core, and my heart was in despair!
But at this moment, when he held his hand, my heart seemed to be opened by something, and it started to beat.
I felt like the world was spinning and my mind was in chaos.
What happened to yourself?
He is a devil! He is a liar who can even fabricate his mother's illness to achieve his goals! He is cold-blooded and ruthless!
But is he really heartless?
At first, before Miranda fainted, she had indeed determined this.
But when she saw Han Shilin rushing to Miranda and snatching her away from Han Ziwan's hand, the anxiety and worry, anger and uneasiness in her brown eyes were definitely not fake!!
Sometimes it's so cold that it's inhumane, and sometimes it's...
Just because my mother said "I want to eat fermented rice dumplings", I cooked a bowl myself and was not satisfied with it, so I threw it away and made it again!
Should we believe him or not, does he still have a trace of humanity? Or maybe... He is also pretending.
Han Shilin slowly moved his body and placed his face against her cheek. His brown eyes were filled with confusion as he looked at her slightly frowned eyebrows.
"What are you thinking about?"
The magnetic and mellow voice broke her thoughts. Li Muxin was startled for a moment. She glanced at him with fearful eyes, then lowered her head, "I...I think the dough is almost done. Can you please remove your hand..."
His delicate hand moved slightly, but his hand showed no intention of letting go of her, and instead held it tighter.
His fingers began to slowly insert between her fingers, holding her soft hand in his palm.
She still wanted to escape, but his fingers entangled tighter until-
"My hand hurts so much!" Li Muxin cried out in pain.
His hand weakened slightly, but still did not let go of her hand.
For some reason, he liked to be so close to her, leaning down and greedily absorbing the fragrance from her hair. Kneading the dough with her, it seemed that... his heart was drunk!
And her hands were so soft. In her hands, I felt a warmth I had never experienced before, as if it could reach straight into the cold heart and melt the frost away.
Just like that, he held her.
No words spoken...
Also, I don’t want to let go…
*
"Second Young Master, do you need Ma Li's help?"
A sudden voice from behind interrupted the two of them.
Han Shilin let go of Li Muxin and suddenly opened his eyes, his brown eyes returning to a cold state.
Li Muxin turned her head nervously and lowered her head, feeling slightly embarrassed.
After Li Ma walked into the kitchen, she realized that she had come in at the wrong time. Although she couldn't see clearly just now, she could vaguely see that the two people's bodies were obviously close to each other, but because of her sudden rush in, they were hurt.
Separate hastily.
"Second...Second Young Master, Second Young Mistress, Ma Li came at a really bad time. I...I..." Ma Li quickly turned around.
"Ma Li, come here." Han Shilin shouted.
Unable to disobey, Li Ma slowly turned around and walked to Han Shilin.
"How is she?" Han Shilin stared at Ma Li with cold eyes.
He was obviously asking about his mother's condition, but he still pretended to be indifferent and would not even call her "mother". Maybe... he has never called her since he became sensible.
"The doctor prescribed some sedatives for the second wife. She is resting in the room now. The master is with her. The second young master does not need to worry."
Han Shilin took a deep breath, and the tight lines on his face relaxed slightly.
Turning around, facing Li Muxin beside him, he ordered indifferently, "After kneading the dough, is it time to roll the balls?"
*
Soon, a bowl of hot rice dumplings was placed on the kitchen table, still smoking.
"Second Young Master, let Ma Li deliver it to Second Madam."
"No, I'll deliver it myself."
Han Shilin placed the bowl on the plate, then carefully held the plate and slowly left the kitchen.
Li Muxin, however, did not follow. Li Ma and Han Shilin left. Looking at the unwashed pots and dishes in the kitchen, they felt a little uneasy and started to tidy up the kitchen.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps coming from behind.
Li Muxin stopped slightly and turned around.
"Is it you...?" She blinked her watery eyes and looked at him doubtfully.
It's midnight, what is he doing here?
"What? Can't I come?" The man smiled evilly and walked to Li Muxin.
The man squinted his eyes, looked at the dough that had not been cleared away on the table, and asked with a smile, "What were you doing just now?"
"Jiu Niang Yuanzi."
"Oh? Really?" The man raised his eyebrows, staring at Li Muxin with a smile in his bright black eyes, "Then can you make me a bowl?"
Li Muxin, who was just about to dispose of the dough, was stunned.
Finally, he put the dough back and nodded, "Okay, I... will do it for you."