His Highness, he wants to repay with marriage

Chapter 223 Mask?

The only thing in the way is probably the layer of black hair covering the entire back.

Because of its cover, the slender neck can only be vaguely seen when he lowers his head, and the beautiful waistline is also covered by most of it...

"Tsk..." Cen Yuwei curled her lips, took off the red string tied around her wrist, and took two or three steps forward to tie up Yun Mohan's hair.

In the end, she was satisfied with her comment: "It's not too bad."

"Weiwei?" Yun Mohan turned around in a daze.

When the hair suddenly became passive, he was stunned.Hearing Cen Yuwei's voice again, he was even more confused.

what's the situation?Why did Weiwei suddenly appear in the kitchen and tie up his hair? ? ?

"You today..."

"I came to play with you today." Cen Yuwei blinked at him, "Didn't we agree to go shopping together today? What, you forgot?"

When did they agree to go shopping?
When they parted yesterday, Weiwei clearly told him that while Gufan Huajiao was investigating Lao Zhou, he would also investigate Xiao Wu who provided the information.

Why did she change her mind after only one night?
Yun Mohan was full of doubts.

But after receiving Cen Yuwei's hint of winking, he held back his doubts for the time being, and changed his words along with her: "Yes, we agreed yesterday to go shopping. But I thought you got up late after playing yesterday, So let’s get busy with our own business first.”

"See how you can be late?" Cen Yuwei bent her almond eyes.

Turning his gaze, he looked at the dumpling in his palm again: "Why do you get up early for something delicious?"

The girl in front of her was smiling, as if she was in a good mood.

But after two or three sentences, a strange feeling couldn't stop rising in Yun Mohan's heart.

He always felt that the Cen Yuwei in front of him was not the real Cen Yuwei.

It was as if she had put on a mask, covering her true face, only showing the appearance she wanted to show to others.

This feeling was familiar to him.

Just like... the original him.

But he pretended at that time because he had to.The cruel reality forced him to restrain all his willfulness and pretend to be a gentle gentleman like a bright moon and a breeze.

What about her?
Why is she wearing this mask today?

Is it...

As soon as his complexion changed, Yun Mohan couldn't help but probed: "Weiwei, why do you like to eat salty snacks?"

"Ah?" Cen Yuwei was puzzled by the inexplicable question.

Startled, she still answered him seriously: "Aren't those little girls like small desserts? Besides, salt is very precious. For example, if you run out of food and salt during a war, if you can eat a piece of salty pancake, then you can eat it." It is the taste of a fairy.

"Hmm... You, a noble son who grew up pampered by the royal family, shouldn't understand.

"In short, salty taste is better."

"Okay, then I will make salty snacks for you from now on." Yun Mohan bent his eyes, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Apparently, it wasn't what he thought.

As long as it's not like that... the rest can be discussed.

After ordering the servant to turn up the stove, Yun Mohan threw the kneaded dumplings into the oil pan.

In just a few moments, the meatballs were fried until golden.

Bursts of crispy fragrance also overflowed from it.

"You are..." Seeing him put the meatballs that he took out into another pot that had been sprinkled with ginger, green onion, star anise and other seasonings, Cen Yuwei suddenly realized, "You want to make four Xiwanzi?!"

(End of this chapter)