Yang Ruxin laughed: "Gu Qingheng, I find you more and more adorable."
"Wrong choice of words." Gu Qingheng reached out and pinched Yang Ruxin’s cheek.
"No arguing, the wife is always right, right or wrong."
"Alright." Gu Qingheng nodded helplessly, "The wife is always right."
Yang Ruxin then held onto Gu Qingheng’s arm and shook it vigorously.
In the small kitchen, Yang Ruxin was arranged by Gu Qingheng to sit on the small stool, then he rolled up his sleeves and started kneading the dough.
Yang Ruxin nodded, seeing his posture, she knew he had really learned.
Gu Qingheng had a lot of strength, and on top of that, he used Inner Strength while kneading the dough, so soon the dough was kneaded very thoroughly, and he then rolled it into sheets and began to cut the noodles.
"One of the cooks in the military is from Jin, specializes in making noodles." Gu Qingheng chatted casually with Yang Ruxin as he worked, "I’ve learned from him for a few days now..."
"Gu Qingheng, eting you is my fortune." Yang Ruxin watched that busy, handso figure and sighed.
Gu Qingheng turned around to glance at Yang Ruxin, only to find her eyes curved in an arc, her soft lips shimring with a faint light, so full that it made him want to take a bite.
Thinking this way, he involuntarily did just that.
Yang Ruxin hadn’t expected the beautiful sight she was admiring to suddenly approach her; she had no ti to react before the other party kissed her into a dizzy state.
Though they were in the Hengxin Pavilion, a small kitchen without a dedicated Chef and few servants in the courtyard, it didn’t an there weren’t any, so the two publicly hugged and embraced, naturally being seen by others.
Hong Yi originally didn’t want to look, but for so reason couldn’t control her gaze, and even though her face reddened with embarrassnt, her heart raced with excitent, imagining if she were the one in the General’s arms...
Actually, when she first saw Gu Qingheng shaved off his beard, her heart fluttered, yet because of Yang Ruxin’s fearso deanor, she dismissed the thought. However, how could thoughts like these be completely extinguished?
Just now, seeing Gu Qingheng so gently lead Yang Ruxin into the kitchen, her heart had beco lively again.
If, if she could climb into the General’s bed, if she could seal the deal, then perhaps... Hong Yi suddenly felt a thrill.
And at the kitchen door, Gu Qingheng finally let go of Yang Ruxin.
"You..."
"Xinxin, soone’s spying." Gu Qingheng lightly nibbled Yang Ruxin’s ear lips, "Seems like soone wants to climb into my bed."
Yang Ruxin frowned, without turning her head, she also sensed a gaze not far away, and imdiately lifted her chin: "Do you want to create an opportunity for you?"
"As you please." Gu Qingheng chuckled.
Yang Ruxin then snapped his waist.
"Murdering the husband, huh." Gu Qingheng imdiately bit her lip, "eting you is my true fortune."
"Sweet talk."
"Not as sweet as you..."
Yang Ruxin’s heart fluttered, honestly, if this kept up, she’d soon be unable to resist knocking him down.
"Alright, the water’s boiling, I’ll make you noodles." Gu Qingheng said as he released her.
Yang Ruxin actually sighed, this damned body...
"Hong Yi, why are you standing here?" nanny Lou’s voice sounded from outside.
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