There are many won eyeing Brother Yan; she isn’t exactly angry, otherwise how would life go on? She just feels proud that her taste is so good, having captured Brother Yan so early.
"The lady wants to watch the tigers fight from the mountain." Thinking of this, Yun Ya laughed. ng Shujing at the Yan Family has the deepest grudges with no one else; by observing ng Shujing’s attitude she could guess all.
After ng Shujing left, Su Yu also arrived, holding Yun Ya’s hand and chatting for a while. Her personality is straightforward and extrely talkative; she usually gets along well with Zhuang Xiyue and is also very kind towards Yun Ya. Yun Ya quite likes her, but she remains cautious with strangers even when socializing. Su Yu left after a while; Yun Ya felt lazy in the afternoon and didn’t want to go out, Zhuang Xiyue hadn’t returned either, to avoid eting Yan Nangui, Yun Ya asked Ah Yun to bring up the al. She ate lunch, read for a while, and fell asleep.
In the afternoon, Li Xiaoxiao ca again, carrying a food box with porridge she made: "I know Miss hasn’t had a good appetite these days, so I specially made nourishing porridge with yam, lily, coix seeds, and jujube, simred for over two hours. Miss, please try it."
Li Xiaoxiao’s skills are indeed comndable, the aroma of the porridge is enticing, making it irresistible.
Yun Ya smiled: "Thank you so much for taking special care of ."
She scooped a spoonful and sipped slowly, wiped her mouth with a napkin, and smiled: "It’s truly delicious, you’ve put in a lot of effort."
"It’s my blessing to make porridge for Miss; if Miss likes it, I’ll bring it every day."
"Kitchen work is busy and tiring; I worry it might be too much for you."
Li Xiaoxiao laughed indifferently: "Not at all."
While the two talked, Ah Yun suddenly called from outside: "Miss, Young Master Yan Song is back."
Yun Ya was delighted, standing up to greet him, but awkwardly glanced at Li Xiaoxiao who was still there.
Li Xiaoxiao’s heart skipped a beat, her breathing suddenly intensified, and the next mont she saw the man stride in.
The man was very tall, almost level with the door fra. He bent slightly when entering, dressed in a black trench coat with military boots, his tall and upright stature appeared more strikingly cold and handso.
Li Xiaoxiao couldn’t tear her eyes away.
Yan Song’s gaze briefly swept across Li Xiaoxiao; for that instant, Li Xiaoxiao felt her heart leap to her throat, and Yan Song frowned, recalling who this woman was, why was she here?
"Brother Yan, you’re back." Yun Ya greeted him with a charming smile, gently holding his arm.
The mont Yan Song saw her, the cold expression completely lted, transforming into a pool of warmth that was incredibly moving. He raised his hand to touch her hair, "Have you had lunch?"
"I did, Xiaoxiao knew my appetite wasn’t good and specially brought porridge. It’s very delicious." Yun Ya said, realizing Yan Song might not know Li Xiaoxiao, and just as she wanted to introduce them, Li Xiaoxiao stood up and respectfully called, "Young Master Yan Song."
Yan Song’s icy gaze fell upon her, and Li Xiaoxiao felt as if that gaze were tangible, making her scalp tingle.
"Brother Yan, why are you looking at her so fiercely? She’s really nice; she can make lots of delicious things. If you scare her away, I’m not talking to you anymore." Her tone was Delicate and Tender.
Li Xiaoxiao had always seen Yan Song as distant and indifferent, yet now, he was soothing that girl, speaking words of unparalleled gentleness, their affection entwined, leaving no room for others to intrude.
Li Xiaoxiao clenched her fists and suddenly stood up, "I’ll leave now; co to visit Miss later." With those words, she hurriedly carried the food box and left.
As soon as Li Xiaoxiao left, the next mont Yun Ya was embraced by Yan Song, he kissed her thoroughly before saying, "That woman doesn’t have good intentions; stay away from her."
Yun Ya’s cheeks were flushed like blushing petals, she smiled flirtatiously: "I know."
Yan Song raised an eyebrow: "You know?"
Yun Ya escaped from his arms, holding the bowl of porridge, walked to a corner, and opened a black cloth revealing a cage. Inside huddled a listless gray mouse, which squeaked when it saw the light.
"Starving, aren’t you?" Yun Ya smiled, opened the top door, and filled up its dish. Little Gray Mouse squeaked, rushed over, and devoured eagerly.
Yun Ya’s tone carried so reproach: "It’s all due to your flirtations; nowadays won are quite scheming. If they can’t get close to you, they approach instead. Is there a sign on my face that says I’m easy to bully?"
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