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Chapter 16 Losing Your Sense of Taste for Love (16)

night.

The cold winter is about to recede, and there is still a bit of coolness on the streets.

The dim candlelight at the corner of the road illuminated a small area of ​​​​the sky, hosting many small stalls.

The stall sells food in the morning, such as sesame cakes, meat buns, fried rice cakes, etc., and in the evening it is the home of artists.

The radiance of the street lights lengthens and distances the figures. In this cold and dark night, the figures are all a bit warmer.

Zhu Yu didn't expect to find a stall for making clay dolls here, and right next to it was a stall for painting portraits.

She sat Xie Jie down on the small bench and walked to the painting stall.

"Boss, paint him more beautifully!" Zhu Yu pointed to the man sitting next to him.

The painter was stunned when she heard Zhu Yu's words. She looked at the man beside her who was indeed handsome, and then quickly smiled and said: "Okay, please wait a moment!"

Xie Jie was dressed in a white gown, with his hair tied high on the back of his head, his eyes as dark as ink, his face extremely handsome, his lips pursed tightly, and he looked like he would not approach strangers.

The painter picked up the pen and started tracing carefully.

But just as he was about to put pen to paper, the man opposite him started to leave, following Zhu Yu closely.

"Hey! Master, don't move." The painter followed his line of sight and couldn't help but joked: "Your wife is right next to you, I'm afraid she might escape."

The painter's joke earned Xie Jie a slap in the face.

Zhu Yu was learning how to make clay figurines at a nearby stall when he heard the noise and rushed over to stop his movements.

Xie Jie raised his head and pursed his lips tightly. The big man sat on the small bench, looking very aggrieved.

Why do you look like you've been abandoned? It's too foul! "Be good~" She smiled and touched Xie Jie's head.

Zhu Yu leaned over and whispered in his ear: "I will see a beautiful portrait of a man later, hang it in front of the bed and look up at it every night." The tips of Xie Jie's ears turned red and he sat back uncomfortably.

Zhu Yu turned around and looked at the painter with a smile in his eyes. "Go on." The painter nodded and started painting.

It was just less than a moment after the girl left that the man opposite followed her again.

He smiled helplessly and shook his head, and simply changed it to a double portrait.

The man in the painting has a handsome face and a handsome face, looking like a handsome gentleman. He tilts his head slightly to look at the woman squatting next to him.

Zhu Yu was patiently learning to make clay figurines from the master at a nearby stall. Unexpectedly, making clay figures looked simple, but was very difficult to make.

Mixing the clean mud and kneading it into shape is another difficult task.

Zhu Yu's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and he became more and more doubtful about life.

She looked at the shapeless clay figurine in her hand and fell into deep thought for a moment.

How can you make a beautiful villain look so ugly?!

[Yu Bao ~ You can ask the system to print one, it is guaranteed to be of high quality and handsome!] 888 can’t stand it anymore.

"How can that work!" Zhu Yu kneaded the semi-finished product and prepared to start again.

She turned her head and took a sneak peek at Xie Jie, and happened to meet his eyes.

As if he finally waited for her attention, Xie Jie curled his lips and gave her a smile.

"Master."

Zhu Yu suddenly thought of an animal—Shiba Inu.

He's sweet, sweet, and cute, which fits Xie Jie's image perfectly.

She suddenly became interested and gave the old master more money to continue working.

A Corgi who didn't wait for a response suddenly drooped the corners of his mouth, with a depressed look on his face, and turned his head to look at the painter resentfully.

"It will be ready soon, sir, don't worry." The painter's hand holding the pen couldn't help but speed up, and he didn't even have time to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"I'm so sorry, it turns out she is not your wife." The painter remembered that he had called her by the wrong name and couldn't help but apologize awkwardly. He looked at Xie Jie again, not knowing what to say.

This young man is really strangely tight.

Xie Jie was stunned when he heard this and looked at Zhu Yu with complicated eyes.

Zhu Yu was immersed in his work at this time, and did not notice Xie Jie's eyes, only focusing on his own affairs.

"It will be soon." Xie Jie raised his head and whispered confidently.

How could the painter not understand this? He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and continued to concentrate on painting.

The night is getting darker.

The two of them had no time to rush back to the palace and found an inn to stay.

My husband only booked one room.

After understanding this, Xie Jie was in a very happy mood from the moment he walked in to the moment he moved in.

But as soon as she walked in the door, she dropped him and left.

Xie Jie sat in the room and looked out the window quietly.

The windows were not closed tightly, and the wind blew in, blowing away the elegant fragrance in the room and bringing with it a hint of cold air.

There were a lot of noises coming from downstairs, and he tried his best to distinguish Zhu Yu's voice from them.

But still don't worry.

The man in black on the window sill was rushing back and forth.

"Washing vegetables."

"Um."

After a while, "I'm making noodles."

"Um."

After a while, he said, "Lighting a fire."

"Um."

"..."

After Xie Jie drank a pot of tea, he probably knew what the master was busy with. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his heart was filled with anticipation.

There were footsteps outside the door. Xie Jie waved to the person outside the window who was about to report, and stood up to open the door.

Under the wall of the inn, the man in black collapsed on the ground from exhaustion.

Whoever likes this job will take it next time!

Zhu Yu made a bowl of longevity noodles. It was almost early in the morning, just in time to celebrate the villain's birthday.

She walked in with her face held high and saw Xie Jie waiting for her with a smile on his face.

Lots of patience.

It's strange that the villain could resist not looking for her for such a long time?

“A bowl of pure handmade longevity noodles is given to my master~ I hope he lives a long life and everything goes as he wishes!”

Zhu Yu smiled and handed the longevity noodles in his hand to Xie Jie.

Xie Jie took the chopsticks, picked up the noodles, and ate them bite by bite, as if it was the most delicious thing in the world.

Zhu Yu was dumbfounded by this move.

She licked her lips, full of expectation like a child waiting for praise, "Is it delicious?"

Xie Jie nodded.

Zhu Yu's eyes immediately lit up, "I didn't expect that I have a talent for cooking!"

"Master's cooking is so delicious." Xie Jie praised sincerely.

Zhu Yu was a little shy after being praised, and waved his hand, "No, just you like it."

At this time, someone downstairs shouted.

"Who cooked the noodles in this pot? Use the salt as flour!"

"I'm so damned--"

Zhu Yu suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him who was eating delicious food in shock.

"It's delicious. Thank you, Master." Xie Jie put down his bowls and chopsticks after finishing his meal, wiped his mouth gracefully, and looked at her with a smile, his eyes full of doting.

888 floated around excitedly, [Hey ~ a man who has lost his sense of taste for love]

Zhu Yu, who had grown up with suppression and ridicule, had never had anyone be so gentle to her.

No matter how well she does, she won't get any praise from her parents.

She will never put her expectations on others again.

Xie Jie's smile made her a little confused, and strange feelings emerged in her heart for the first time.

Seeing her staring at him, Xie Jie felt a little confused. He reached out and gently stroked the broken hair on the side of her face, and asked, "What's wrong, Master?"

Zhu Yu felt itchy and wanted to knock him down and bully him severely.

And she did.

"Taste you."


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