The unscrupulous elder sister

Chapter 137 Bringing Down Wuya Children's Shoes (2)
"Yeah. Baocheng." Ming Rong was kissed by the sudden lips, and hurriedly tried to escape, forming a barrier with her fingers lightly.

Baocheng held her waist with one hand, supported her head with the other, and pressed hard against her lips.

Ming Rong hurriedly pushed him while dodging, "Can you let go of me first?"

"Not good..." Seeing that she had been hiding, Baocheng bit her neck.

"Ah, it hurts. It hurts. Let go."

Baocheng let go of his teeth, hugged her into his arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's strange, do you still know it hurts? After walking for so long, and not a single letter was handed back to the palace, why didn't you think that I would also pain?"

Ming Rong's face turned pink, her eyes flickered, and she pretended not to understand his words, "I'm fine in the palace, it's good to go out with Huang Ama to see the world, maybe I can meet the right person." Let Huang Ama bring him back directly to be his forehead..."

Baocheng directly stretched out his hand and slapped a certain girl's buttocks that had already started to develop, and gritted his teeth in a sinister way: "I didn't hear what you said just now, why don't you say it again for me to hear?"

"I didn't say anything just now..." The spineless girl just blurted out.

Baocheng snorted coldly, "Hmph."

The two quietly leaned together to enjoy the time after a long separation. After a while, Baocheng suddenly said, "Today is your birthday, what do you want?"

Ming Rong was taken aback for a moment, then deliberately stretched in his arms, "I want to have a good rest, can you go back?"

Baocheng paused, nodded, "Yes." Then he picked her up and put her on the bed, "Go to sleep, I didn't think carefully, you must be very tired when you came back, I won't bother you anymore, you Have a good rest."

Ming Rong lay there in a daze, watching him pull the quilt to cover her, the doubt in her eyes couldn't be concealed, when did this person become so talkative?
Seeing her dazed look, Baocheng couldn't help laughing, leaned over and pecked her on the lips, then touched her face, and smiled softly: "Sleep, I'll leave when you fall asleep."

Ming Rong looked at him suspiciously, but she really wanted to sleep, so she closed her eyes obediently, and fell into a dreamland in a daze.

When she woke up again, it was already time to light the lamp, the room was quiet, she lifted the quilt and stood up, and Xiao Wu outside noticed it, "Master, do you want to wash up?"

"come in."

Xiao Wu came in and waited for her to put on her clothes, rinsed her mouth and wiped her face, then went back holding the basin, and then came back and waited outside.

Ming Rong sat on the kang and waited for a while, then looked at the missing time, a little puzzled, no, it should be dinner time by now, why is there no one serving dinner, wasn't she quite self-conscious before?

"Xiao Wu, set up dinner."

Xiao Wu came in and bowed: "Back to the master, His Royal Highness, please wait for the master to come over."

Ming Rong got angry when she heard that, what's the situation, I have to wait for dinner, wait, wait, I don't know how to eat, "Don't wait, your master, I'm hungry, hurry up!"

"Are you really that hungry?" Baocheng walked in, his eyes sparkling under the light.

Ming Rong glared at him angrily, and then said to Xiao Wu: "Isn't this here, hurry up, I really don't know who your master is, hmph."

Baocheng touched his nose and said nothing, but his white jade cheeks were stained with a layer of pink, which was reflected in a magnificent color under the orange light, "Cough, Xiao Wu, bring it here."

"The slaves obey."

Then Xiao Wu turned around and waved outside, and saw Eleven coming in with a tray with a bowl on it.

"Noodles?" Ming Rong was a little surprised, then looked up at Xiao Wu, frowned and said, "Didn't I say that I don't eat noodles?"

Before Xiao Wu could speak, Baocheng had already said, "I asked someone to make it. How can you not eat noodles for your birthday?"

Ming Rong pouted, "But I don't like noodles!"

Baocheng picked up the chopsticks, rummaged through the bowl for a while, brought one end of the noodles to her mouth, and coaxed her softly, "Would you like to try it?"

"Don't taste it!" Ming Rong refused depressedly, "I don't like noodles!"

"Princess, that's the master..." Eleven's words got stuck in his throat under Baocheng's indifferent gaze.

"Just have a taste." Baocheng turned around to coax her again.

Ming Rong looked at Baocheng and then at Eleven, and when she understood, she approached Baocheng with a smile, "You made this side?"

Baocheng's face slowly turned red, then he coughed lightly, and nodded after a while, "I did it."

Ming Rong pursed her lips, with an uncontrollable smile in her eyes, then took the chopsticks in his hand, bowed her head and started eating noodles.

"Is it delicious?" Baocheng's gentle voice came over.

Ming Rong nodded, "It's pretty good, do you want to try it?" As she said that, she had brought the noodles on the chopsticks to his lips, and then realized that she was stunned for a moment, blushing and thinking about withdrawing her hand , but Baocheng grabbed his wrist.

Baocheng stared at her with burning eyes, leaned forward slightly, and took his chopsticks in his mouth, "...it's really delicious..."

That slightly aggressive gaze made Ming Rong's ears turn red, and then she became angry from embarrassment, "You have no face or skin, so you know that you are praising yourself!"

Baocheng laughed and didn't refute her words, just let go of his hand and watched her eat the bowl of noodles one bite at a time.

Ming Rong was uncomfortable being looked at by him, and finished a bowl of noodles as quickly as possible, then glanced at him, "I didn't expect you to have this ability?" In the era of chefs, there was a man who was willing to cook a bowl of noodles for her on her birthday, which really broke her heart.

Baocheng smiled and hugged her tightly, "You taught me well."

Ming Rong blushed and spat, changed the topic, and found something to say, "I didn't expect the longevity noodles to be really a stick. I thought it was just talking about it in the story book."

Baocheng hugged her with a smile and didn't speak.

After a long time, Ming Rong found out that the longevity noodles that Baocheng made for her every year after that birthday were the most complicated and deepest of all noodles. It's just silver noodles like modern dried noodles.

The next day, Ming Rong went to pay respects to the three giants. She and Kangxi just cared about each other's health, and talked to Xiaozhuang and the Queen Mother. It is necessary to talk about it carefully, and Ming Rong herself is also very eloquent, and more importantly, regardless of her image, she danced and danced with excitement, which made the two giants very happy.

After kneeling down to Xiaozhuang, Ming Rong helped the queen mother and walked towards Ningshou Palace together. After talking with the queen mother for a while, she always felt that something was missing. Five buns.

(End of this chapter)