The woman is not very virtuous, and the handsome man touches her hard

"Wait, let me mix it and see."

While Su Qianou was kneading the dough, Lin Yanhui placed the basin of water on the stone platform and waited for instructions.

But he was like an insecure person, nuzzling and rubbing against her neck, trying to get her attention and a response.

"Don't get flour on your skirt, Princess..."

Lin Yanhui's voice was somewhat different from usual, like gravel grinding on thick stone slabs, low and a little hoarse: "Your humble servant... will lift up the princess's long skirt."

As he spoke, his well-proportioned and slender hands actually helped her lift up the hem of her skirt.

Su Qianou: ...

The purpose is too obvious.

If kneading dough is going to get dirty, it will be the front that gets dirty. What's the point of rolling up your entire skirt?

She was kneading dough, not going to the fields to catch loaches.

Never mind, let’s keep watching.

This is a rare new experience.

The basins in the workshop are ordinary wooden basins, and a few bowls of flour and noodles should not be enough.

There will definitely be a lot of people watching at the altar tomorrow. Since she can't make the biggest cake, she might as well make the largest one. The more people get it, the bigger the response will be.

Be prepared to have several meetings today.

"It's still a little dry, add some more water."

Su Qianou looked at the flour in the basin and saw that it had turned into lumps of different sizes, but there was still a lot of dry flour on the edge, and some water needed to be added.

Lin Yanhui was grabbing her skirt at this moment, and just as he moved closer, he heard her instructions.

He had no choice but to hang her skirt around his waist, pick up the basin, and pour some more.

Clatter. Clatter.

Don't pour the water too quickly to prevent adding too much at once.

Su Qianou seemed to be worried about being splashed with water, so she leaned back.

In an instant, Lin Yanhui's whole body stiffened for a moment, and then his thin lips opened and exhaled a trace of hot air.

"Princess, is that enough now?" Lin Yanhui's voice became increasingly hoarse, and along with the question, there was also the sound of fabric rubbing against each other.

"That should be enough."

Su Qianou's body swayed slightly, and she continued to knead the dough with a natural expression.

The man behind her hugged her and kissed her gently on the cheek and neck.

After watching the flour in the basin turn into lumps, Su Qianou raised her hand and frowned: "A lot of this flour is stuck to my hand."

"Your humble servant...helps the princess..."

Lin Yanhui stretched out his hands from behind, pressed tightly against her, and rubbed her hands.

But at the same time, he helped her rub the mud off her hands.

The rustling of fabrics continued uninterrupted.

When the valve of desire is opened a little bit, the surging desire inside is difficult to restrain and cannot be stopped.

Lin Yanhui's face was filled with lust, his Adam's apple rolled, and his hands moved gently as he helped Su Qianou clean the dough on her hands, his clothes rustling like a bandit.

He is not having an easy time at all.

The chin resting on Su Qianou's neck trembled: "Princess... I have cleaned it for you. Is there a reward?"

"You just did such a small thing... and you still want a reward?" Su Qianou raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Something interesting.

Lin Yanhui has never been like this before. Is this the difference between two personalities?

"Okay, what reward do you want?"

Su Qianou kneaded the dough, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get the dough with dry flour to come together.

I always feel it's a bit strenuous.

She wanted to use the [Ring of Power], but was worried that she would collapse the stone platform with one punch.

"I want the princess not to reject me..." Lin Yanhui's heart began to beat wildly, "No matter what I do later, the princess please don't reject me... okay?"

Su Qianou gave her a meaningful look.

He glanced at Aunt Wu who was busy in the distance, and Hong Jing and Lv Fu who were chopping and mixing the stuffing ingredients in front of the table a few meters away.

Her usually thick face also turned a bright red.

This second personality is quite bold!

Su Qianou said generously: "Well, take your own reward."

Lin Yanhui's deep eyes suddenly darkened and his breathing became heavy.

The hand that was hugging Su Qianou retracted, and no one knew what he was busy with.

While Su Qianou was kneading the dough, he came up to her again.

It was obviously different from the previous feeling of clothes touching each other, it was the warmth brought by the touch of skin.

He began to wash his hands in another basin nearby.

Su Qianou kept watching him while he washed, and then wiped him dry with a towel after washing.

His fingers were round and clean, with long joints, like works of art carved by gods, pleasing to the eye.

But at this moment, after drying his hands, one hand fell on the dough she was kneading.

"Princess……"

Lin Yanhui's voice sank, and he suddenly raised his tense jaw and let out a long breath: "I'm here to get the reward."

Su Qianou lunged forward, his eyes widening instantly.

The wooden basins in front of the stone platform were overturned by her, making a muffled sound.

Hong Jing and Lu Fu looked up at the same time and saw Lin Yan put the wooden basin away naturally.

"Princess, kneading dough doesn't require that much force. You need to use subtle strength... like this. I'll teach you."

“You can’t just knead the middle, you need to put all the dough residue on the edges into the middle and press it down to make them blend together without any gaps. Otherwise, there will be dead dough in the middle when you eat it.”

As he spoke, Lin Yanhui grabbed Su Qianou's hand and put it into the wooden basin, kneading it bit by bit.

Su Qianou was held in Lin Yanhui's arms and followed his movements of kneading the dough. "You have done this before..."

Lin Yanhui's movements were quite gentle, chewing slowly and carefully, just like a normal dessert before a meal.

"No, this humble servant...is also the first time...to do something like this."

Men are much stronger. Every time they knead the dough, their whole body leans forward and then withdraws to repeat the process.

Hong Jing, who was sitting at the table, had an expression of disbelief.

"The princess actually blushes?"

Lu Fu picked up the stirring chopsticks and tapped them on the oversized porcelain dish. "The princess is also a woman, so why doesn't she blush? Look at my eldest young master holding the princess like this, what a beautiful scene!"

Hong Jing turned his head and looked over again.

indeed.

Both of them have extremely good looks. When they are together, they are like the dark mountains with misty clouds floating on them, and the bright red maples like flames, blending into one, with a unique charm.

Green Bundle saw that Hong Jing kept looking back at the two of them, so he grabbed her and changed the subject directly.

"Hongjing, you stay by the princess's side. Can you record the order in which the princess favors men?"

"My eldest young master, where does he rank?"

Hong Jing immediately became excited when she talked about this: "Sister Hongqian and I are the princess's most trusted people, so we naturally know their order!"

"But I'm still a little uncertain about the first one. I guess it's Guard Gu, but Sister Hongqian said it's Lord Lin..."

Green Bundle: "My eldest young master will definitely not lose to that secret guard. He will definitely be number one."

So the maids and the servants started to discuss in whispers.

Su Qianou bit her lip. When the maid and the servant saw her just now, her face flushed and her eyes flashed with excitement.

Because of her reaction, Lin Yanhui's eyes flashed with ferocity, like a wild beast trapped in a cage, wanting to run wildly in the mountains and forests, but becoming irritable and impatient because his freedom was restricted!

His chest heaved violently.

There had never been a moment that made his heart beat faster than it did now.

In his mind, he seemed to hear the sizzling sound of red-hot iron being put into cold water, and then the cold water began to boil.

Soon.

Hong Jing and Lv Fu mixed the filling ingredients.

Green Bundle walked towards the stone platform: "Master, how is the dough going? Can we take it to the stove to ferment..."

The stone platform was so high that it covered the bodies of the two people, making people feel that they were very intimate.

As he approached, Su Qianou's eyes flashed, and she grabbed Lin Yanhui's arm and pulled him forward.

The man behind him let out a suppressed groan, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat.

He seemed to be frightened and at a loss what to do by this action. It was not that he could not struggle free, but that he was addicted and unwilling to struggle.

Whether she is honey or arsenic, he is willing to eat it.

As long as it's her.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Are you sweating?"

"Are you very tired? How about letting the servant do the rest?!"

Lu Fu was genuinely concerned about his master. As he spoke, he was about to come around from the front of the stone platform. "You take a break. I'll get it done quickly."

Lin Yanhui's forehead veins throbbed. After taking a deep breath, he immediately raised his hand to stop him.

"Need not."

He kneaded the dough in the basin for a few dozen more times and pushed the wooden basin over from the stone platform.

"Let it ferment. Then follow Aunt Wu's instructions to wrap the filling in and place it in the pastry mold. If anything goes wrong, I'll sell you..."

"Master, I won't give you the chance to sell me!" Lu Fu raised his chin, hugged the wooden basin, turned around and left.

Lin Yanhui took out a new wooden basin, reached into the bag to scoop flour, and looked at Su Qianou, whose face was also flushed.

"Princess, did you intentionally...want to embarrass me just now?"