Aojiao Wangye's palm treasure

Chapter 993

The next day, Lin Yuexin woke up to the smell of steamed buns.

Sitting up, looking at the misty sky outside the window for a while, it took Lin Yuexin a while to realize where she was.

Long Hexuan had already gotten up at some point, and the seat beside him was only slightly warm.

Lin Yuexin lifted the quilt, got up and got dressed, then opened the door and left the room.

"Are you up? There's hot water in the kitchen, hurry up and wash up. After breakfast, we should go out to the market." Long Hexuan was holding a big bowl filled with fat, steaming steamed buns.

"Okay." After Lin Yuexin answered with a smile, she walked briskly to the kitchen. The yard was not big, and the distance from their room to the kitchen was only six or seven meters. Soon Lin Yuexin came to the kitchen.

After confirming that Long Hexuan had entered the room, Bai Niao, who turned into Granny Liu, said with a smile, "Long Hexuan said, you are not used to eating steamed buns, so you made white steamed buns this morning."

"En." Although Lin Yuexin's reaction was very calm, the slightly raised corners of her mouth revealed her good mood.

When you wake up in the morning, you can eat a loving breakfast made by your husband. Don't feel too sweet. Wait, isn't Long Hexuan a prince?Can he make steamed buns?
"Are you sure he made the steamed buns?" Lin Yuexin asked uncertainly.

"Sure, I dictated it, and he did it himself." Bai Niao replied with a smile.

"En." After getting the accurate answer, Lin Yuexin smiled, and after washing up as quickly as possible, she went back to the room.

In the room, Long Hexuan was sitting at the Eight Immortals table, and in front of him was the big bowl of white rice.

"Xinxin, come over to eat steamed buns. My mother-in-law's house only has white noodles and no meat. Let's buy more meat later, and we can make meat buns tonight." Long Hexuan greeted Lin Yuexin with the white steamed buns in front of him every day.

"En." Lin Yue replied lightly, strode to the table of the Eight Immortals, and sat down on his right hand.

As soon as she sat down, Long Hexuan handed her a white steamed bun and said softly, "Eat."

"Thank you." Lin Yuexin took the white steamed bun with both hands and thanked her with a smile.

"I told you that we are husband and wife, so there is no need to be so polite." Long Hexuan said dissatisfied.

"En." Lin Yuexin still responded lightly, this is a habit she has developed over 20 years in her previous life, and it may be difficult to change.

Although she and Long Hexuan are already husband and wife, there are many things that Long Hexuan is willing to do, but they are not what he should do, but he did it, just like today's breakfast, which was made by Long Hexuan's mother , of course she would like to thank him for his hard work. This is polite and sincere thanks.

In her previous life, she saw a lot of men or women who paid more, and the other party felt that it should be done. She forgot that before the two of them established a romantic relationship, they were two irrelevant people, and no one should do things for the other. .

If you can meet a partner who is willing to give for yourself, you should always be grateful, and let the other person feel that giving for yourself is a happy thing, so that the relationship between the two can last.

"You eat too." After Lin Yuexin took a bite of the white steamed bun, she took a white steamed bun with her other free hand and handed it to Long Hexuan.

"Okay, eat more. It's cold now, and you'll get hungry easily." When Long Hexuan took the steamed buns, he pushed the big bowl of steamed buns in front of Lin Yuexin, and said softly.

"Okay, let's all eat more." Lin Yuexin replied with a smile.

The two finished their breakfast in a harmonious atmosphere, Long Hexuan led the ox cart borrowed yesterday to the gate of the courtyard, after Lin Yuexin said goodbye to Bai Niao, Long Hexuan helped her into the carriage, and waited for Lin Yuexin to sit firmly Finally, Long Hexuan flicked the bullwhip, and the ox cart drove slowly towards the entrance of the village.

(End of this chapter)