Host! I told you to do a task! I didn't tell you to bbb.

When Mo Chengyuan returned home, he saw Mo Chengyan sitting on the sofa with a smug and satisfied look on his face.

Mo Chengyuan paused in changing his shoes, his gaze sweeping over Mo Chengyan, who was looking energetic on the sofa.

"Mo Chengyan, next time you get aroused, could you at least consider the occasion and time?"

Mo Chengyan raised an eyebrow, his eyes full of provocation. "What? Did I embarrass myself today?"

Mo Chengyuan's knuckles turned white from clenching his fists. He tossed his suit jacket carelessly onto the entryway cabinet, his tone laced with barely suppressed anger: "What do you think?!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Yunshu rubbed her eyes and woke up, seeing Mo Chengyuan standing at the door.

She immediately jumped up from the sofa and ran barefoot to his side, exclaiming, "Ah Yuan, you're back!"

Mo Chengyuan's tense back instantly softened, and he quickly stepped forward to catch Liu Yunshu who was rushing towards him.

He bent down and picked her up horizontally, his anger turning into helplessness: "Why aren't you wearing shoes? The ground is cold."

Liu Yunshu wrapped her arms around his neck and rubbed her face against his neck: "I'm so happy to see you, and besides, there's a carpet on the floor."

Mo Chengyuan smiled helplessly, picked her up, and walked to the sofa.

Just as he was about to sit down, he saw Zhang Ma carrying a bowl of black chicken soup out of the kitchen and walk straight to Mo Chengyan.

"Second Young Master, drink it while it's hot, it'll help you recover."

Mo Chengyan looked at the black chicken soup with angelica and goji berries floating in the bowl.

The smug expression on his face froze instantly, and his lips twitched: "Aunt Zhang, I'm injured in the chest, not..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Ma interrupted him: "No matter where you're injured, it's always good to nourish yourself! Drink it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."

As she spoke, she winked at him, her eyes seeming to say, "I understand."

Mo Chengyuan sat on the sofa with Liu Yunshu in his arms, watching Mo Chengyan drink the black chicken soup with a frustrated expression, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

Liu Yunshu leaned against him and asked curiously, "Ayan, is the black chicken soup delicious? Aunt Zhang said it's very nourishing."

Mo Chengyan nearly spat out his soup, but forced himself to remain calm and said, "It's alright, would you like to try some?"

Just as Liu Yunshu was about to nod, Mo Chengyuan stopped her, saying, "You should have some mulled wine tonight and don't drink too much soup, or you won't be able to eat anything."

He picked up an orange from the side, peeled a segment, and held it to her lips: "Eat some orange to tide you over."

Liu Yunshu obediently opened her mouth, and the sweet orange flavor spread in her mouth, immediately making her forget about the black chicken soup.

Mo Chengyan rolled his eyes silently as he watched the two interacting as if no one else was around.

After finishing the chicken soup in a few gulps, just as he was about to get up and take the bowl back to the kitchen, Zhang Ma pressed him down.

"Young Master, don't worry. There's a walnut and eucommia pork kidney soup simmering in the kitchen. We'll serve it to you as a late-night snack later; it's excellent for nourishing your kidneys!"

Aunt Zhang patted Mo Chengyan's shoulder, her eyes practically overflowing with understanding.

"Your injury has just healed, so you must take good care of yourself and not keep your wife worrying."

Mo Chengyan's ears turned bright red instantly, and he almost dropped the empty bowl in his hand. After a long pause, he managed to squeeze out, "Aunt Zhang, I really don't need it..."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhang Ma had already turned and walked towards the kitchen, muttering to herself.

"Young people are so competitive. You'll see how good this soup is in a moment."

He was left standing there, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Liu Yunshu nestled in Mo Chengyuan's arms, blinking her innocent eyes as she asked, "Why is Ayan blushing? Was Zhang Ma's soup not good?"

Mo Chengyuan chuckled softly, his fingertips gently stroking her cheek: "He's just embarrassed. Never mind him. Let's pack our things and try to get to the camp as soon as possible."

With that, he picked up Liu Yunshu and got up, heading towards the bedroom.

Mo Chengyan watched the two figures disappear into the distance, looked down at the empty bowl in his hand, and then at his old friend.

I sighed helplessly. It's not like my bones are injured...

Mo Chengyan held the empty bowl and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard Zhang Ma talking to herself inside. Her voice was low but every word was clear.

"The second young master has such dark circles under his eyes, he obviously didn't sleep well last night! I'll make him a bowl of pork kidney soup tonight, it's good to nourish him, otherwise how will he have the energy to compete with the eldest young master..."

"Zhang Ma!" Mo Chengyan flung open the door, his ears burning red. "Can you please stop overthinking things! I've just been staying up late lately!"

Zhang Ma paused in her soup spoon, then turned back to him with a smile, saying, "I understand."

"Alright, alright, you went to bed late. You definitely need to drink this pork kidney soup; it'll calm your nerves!"

As he spoke, he added an extra spoonful of goji berries to the casserole, which angered Mo Chengyan so much that he turned and left, forgetting to even hand over the bowl.

When the three of them had prepared their things and were heading outside...

Aunt Zhang hurriedly chased after him, carrying a thermal food container, and shoved it into Mo Chengyan's hands.

"Second Young Master, please take this pork kidney soup with you. Drink it on the road! It'll get cold at the camp at night; a bowl of hot soup will warm you up, and it'll also..."

She paused deliberately, then winked at Mo Chengyan, "To replenish my energy!"

Mo Chengyan: ꐦ≖ ≖ Is this never going to end?!

Mo Chengyan's fingers, which were gripping the insulated food container, turned white. He wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground, but Liu Yunshu still came over and curiously poked the food container.

"Ah Yan, is this the pork kidney soup that Zhang Ma mentioned? It smells so good!"

He nodded stiffly, barely able to finish his sentence: "Yes, yes, we drank it on the way..."

Seeing his embarrassed look, Mo Chengyuan could hardly hide the smile in his eyes. Serves you right for messing around!

He reached out and zipped up Liu Yunshu's coat, then naturally changed the subject.

"Don't waste time. If we don't leave now, we won't make it to camp before dark, and the mulled wine won't be ready."

Upon hearing "mulled wine," Liu Yunshu immediately forgot to ask about the pork kidney soup and pulled Mo Chengyuan's hand, heading towards the garage.

Mo Chengyan reluctantly followed behind, carrying the "hot" box of soup.

Looking at the happy trio, Zhang Ma couldn't help but take out a handkerchief and wipe away the tears from the corner of her mouth.

[Which gossip enthusiast is as lucky as me? Not only can I get the gossip I've known since I was a child, but I can also enjoy it online. So sweet!]

As I turned to go back into the house, I suddenly remembered that I had added deer antler and ginseng, which are highly nutritious ingredients, to the soup. I wondered if our camping trip would turn into a battle!

Then he thought, "The second young master is so weak, he should be fine after drinking it."

Mo Chengyan: [Frustrated]

The three finally arrived at the Starry Sky Camp before dusk.

As soon as Mo Chengyuan parked his car, staff members came over to help him move his things.

Liu Yunshu jumped out of the car, and the evening breeze carrying the scent of grass and earth rushed towards her.

She couldn't resist spreading her arms and twirling around, her skirt billowing in a beautiful arc: "Wow! The air here is so fresh!"

Turning my head, I saw rows of white tents pitched on the grass in the distance.

The setting sun was painting the sky a warm orange hue, and she quickly grabbed Mo Chengyuan's hand and shook it: "A-Yuan! Where's our tent?"

Mo Chengyuan pointed to the white tent with the best view and far away from the crowd.

A string of tiny fairy lights hung from the top of the tent, twinkling faintly in the darkening sky.

"Over there, the view is expansive, and you can see the stars most clearly at night."

Liu Yunshu immediately pulled him towards the tent, but after running a couple of steps, she remembered Mo Chengyan and turned back to wave at him.

"Ayan, hurry up! Let's go check inside the tent!"

Mo Chengyan, carrying the insulated food container, watched her skipping away and quickened his pace helplessly.

The three of them sat inside the tent, brewing red wine while gazing up at the night sky.

Mo Chengyuan turned to look at Mo Chengyan, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Why don't you drink the soup quickly?"

Mo Chengyan tightened his grip on the insulated food container, glared at Mo Chengyuan, and then reluctantly opened the lid.

The rich aroma of soup mixed with the scent of herbs wafted out instantly, and Liu Yunshu curiously leaned over to take a look.

"Ayan, are there goji berries in this? They look so delicious, all red!"

Mo Chengyan's hand trembled, and he almost spilled the soup.

She hurriedly scooped up a spoonful and mumbled, "It's...it's goji berries. Don't touch it. This soup is too nourishing. If you drink it, you won't be able to sleep tonight."

As he spoke, he tilted his head back and took a big gulp. The scalding soup slid down his throat, carrying the fiery flavor of deer antler and ginseng, which made his ears turn red.

Seeing his embarrassed state, Mo Chengyuan's smile deepened.

Their gazes clashed silently in the air, and the teasing in Mo Chengyuan's eyes was almost overflowing.

Mo Chengyan gritted his teeth and gulped down the rest of the soup in one go.

Suddenly, a gasp came from outside the tent.

"Look! The stars are out!"

Liu Yunshu immediately leaned on Mo Chengyuan's shoulder, wrapped her arms around his neck, rested her chin on the top of his head, and looked up at the outside of the tent.

Dusk had completely fallen, and the dark blue night sky was studded with tiny stars.

It's like someone casually scattered a handful of diamonds, and even the outline of the Milky Way is faintly visible.

The waves surged against his back, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

He reached out and placed his hand on the back of her hand that was wrapped around his neck, his fingertips gently caressing her delicate skin.

"Ayan, come look at the stars!"

Mo Chengyan leaned closer to Liu Yunshu from behind, gently placing his hands on her shoulders, and looked up at the night sky.

Just as the three of them were lost in their own thoughts, a hot, warm current suddenly surged up in Mo Chengyan's lower abdomen, spreading from his waist and abdomen to his limbs.

[Holy crap! What... what's going on?!]

Mo Chengyuan's forehead was beaded with sweat as he gritted his teeth and growled, "What kind of soup did Aunt Zhang cook for you?"

Mo Chengyan panicked, his voice tightening: "How should I know! I only heard Zhang Ma say that goji berries and eucommia were added..."

Before he could finish speaking, the burning sensation in his lower abdomen surged up again, and he gripped the tent pole tightly, his knuckles turning white.

"Damn, that's incredibly powerful!"

Looking at the little lamb in the middle, the two big gray wolves bared their fierce fangs.

Liu Yunshu's mind went blank for a moment, feeling as if her whole body was enveloped by the body heat of the two people, and even her breath became scalding hot.

The stars outside the tent were still twinkling, but the temperature inside the tent was getting higher and higher.

The mulled wine on the small stove was still bubbling, its sweet aroma mingling with the scents of the two people, making it almost impossible to breathe.

The two seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding, one gently plundering from the front, the other patiently nibbling from behind.

The little lamb in the middle was tightly bound, leaving it no room to escape.