“Alright,” receiving Nan Feng’s agreement, Ye-ge didn’t hold back, polishing off the entire bowl of soup in just a few gulps.
After finishing, he took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth.
Nan Feng noticed it was the same embroidered handkerchief she made before, the one Nan Quanyou mistook for a sesame seed cake, she couldn’t help but ask, “Still using it?”
“Yes, I wash it every night before sleep, wake up with a fresh handkerchief to use,” Ye-ge folded the handkerchief neatly and put it back in the breast pocket.
“I’ll buy you a couple more sometime,” suggested Nan Feng.
“One is enough,” Ye-ge didn’t want to buy one. Most handkerchiefs of this era were embroidered by ladies themselves. Even though the ones available for purchase had excellent embroidery, Ye-ge still preferred the one made by Nan Feng.
Remembering what Song Xiaoyue had said that the women of this era needed to know embroidery, Nan Feng decided to practice in her spare time.
Considering Ye-ge wasn’t picky, and even used a handkerchief-shaped like a sesame seed cake for so long, she thought that embroidering some small flowers and plants should be fine.
Nan Feng cleared the bowl used by Ye-ge, then winked at him, “I’m taking the bowl back, I’ll bring you other delicious foods another day.”
However, as she was about to lift the food box to leave, her hand was held by Ye-ge.
She turned her head, only to see Ye-ge staring at her intensely. Her heart skipped a beat, then she was pulled into his embrace.
“Ye-ge, you…” Nan Feng started, intending to mention that she needed to go back to open her shop.
There was still a fiery look in Ye-ge’s eyes as he remained motionless, looking at Nan Feng, “I haven’t had enough!”
“…” Nan Feng felt like a delicious piece of meat that she had served up willingly.
“Ye-ge… um…,” she began, wanting to mention that she had sweated in the morning, hadn’t bathed, and had just changed her clothes. But before she could open her mouth, Ye-ge’s lips covered hers.
“Mmm…” Nan Feng struggled symbolically.
Her struggle was for two reasons. One, she had to go back to open the shop, doing such things so early in the morning might affect her work state. Two, Wan Jian’an’s wife lived next door. What if they made too much noise and she heard?
But in the end, her strength was no match for Ye-ge’s, and the very next second, she was laid on the desk.
He even saved the few steps from the table to the bed, taking her directly on the desk.
Nan Feng collapsed on the table, continuously plaining, “Next time, I won’t bring you any food, good deeds never go unpunished!”
Meanwhile, Ye-ge was busy tying his belt, “You don’t need to deliver, next time, I will e and eat myself. What time do you usually cook?”
“…” This ’eat’ must be euphemistic, Nan Feng plained again, “I won’t tell you. You should choose a better time to do such things.”
Ye-ge retrieved a clean towel to clean up Nan Feng while maintaining a nonchalant expression, “Me choosing a time? You have never chosen a time yourself.”
Nan Feng sat up in anger, “Should I choose a time to cook for you?”
However, Ye-ge simply teased, “I mean, the fact that you’re always so beautiful.”
“…” Nan Feng was struck speechless by his words.
What he meant was that she was always beautiful, and she didn’t need to choose a time to enhance it.
The quickest way to a woman’s heart is to pliment her looks after all, Nan Feng’s anger dissipated quite a bit, but she continued to feign anger, “Yes, I don’t have that skill, but you do!”
“I indeed do!” Ye-ge had already cleaned her up, and now he was helping her put her clothes back on one by one.
Once again, Nan Feng was left speechless.
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