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

"Yeah, I didn't expect you to be so patient!"

Su Qianou made a cat-like humming sound and laughed softly after she finished speaking.

Lin Yanhui's body was like a motionless mountain. He scooped the flour and added water.

After his long, beautiful fingers had kneaded the noodles in the basin into small lumps, he leaned forward again with his hot, tall body, pressing half of Su Qianou's body against the stone platform...

"Princess, I'll teach you again."

"To combine all the dry dough and flour together, Princess, you must 'feel' carefully!"

As he spoke, he kneaded the dough in the wooden tray fiercely, giving instructions and demonstrating.

Su Qianou's body felt limp, and her throat felt like it was clogged with cotton. Her beautiful eyes gradually narrowed, and she hummed deliberately.

"Lin Yanhui, how insolent you are!"

"Princess, it's too late for you to regret. You said it yourself, so take the reward yourself."

"I don't know... I'm just teaching you how to knead dough... what's wrong with that?"

The man's voice came from behind her. His hoarse voice was uniquely sexy, and the numbing feeling he caused seemed to penetrate into her bones.

The stone platform was very high, covering half of Su Qianou's body.

Even though Su Qianou's face was covered with tears and her petals were shaking, it couldn't be seen from outside.

The only sound was the sound of the wooden basin making noises due to the excessive weight it was carrying.

Su Qianou bit her lower lip, a little worried that she would really alarm Hong Jing and Lu Fu.

"Lin Yanhui, save your energy and don't break the basin..."

"Princess, I have already saved my energy."

As he spoke, he kneaded the dough even harder, leaving two deep fist marks on the dough.

He seemed to be kneading the dough seriously, and he did not forget to grab the small pieces of dough and stuff them into the dough, curling up his fingers and pressing them with his fists to mix them together.

At this moment, the expression on his face may still have Lin Yanhui's noble characteristics, and he looks very gentle and serious.

Su Qianou didn't expect that Lin Yanhui's second personality would be so bold.

But at this moment, her eyes were already blurred by lust, and she was afraid of making any sound, so she couldn't help but lower her head and bite the golden necklace on her neck.

The largest white pearl on the necklace was held between her red lips and pearly teeth.

She didn't dare look in the direction of the maid and the servant.

He could only be led by Lin Yanhui and cooperate with him in kneading the dough.

"The princess looks so beautiful like this..." Lin Yan replied softly from behind her back.

The drooping eyelids and eyelashes at the corners of the eyes were clustered together, just like his whispers, with a sense of evil and tenderness.

Like a cheetah guarding its food, there is a strong predatory look in its eyes.

...How wonderful! This time, it's me, not my brother, who sees this scenery!

The more I think about it, the more emotional I become.

He was breathing heavily and his eyes were red.

He closed his eyes, gently kissed Su Qianou's neck, and then his expression became a little ferocious.

He almost overturned the wooden basin.

Every punch was made with almost the greatest force, and the dough was turned over from time to time to continue kneading. A dull sound would be made when the dough and fist touched.

He was breathing heavily and accidentally knocked over the washbasin next to him.

Water was flowing down the tilted basin, and he was concentrating on kneading the dough in the wooden basin.

The man with a blank expression on his face looked like a madman, breathing rapidly and suppressedly.

A pair of gloomy and deep eyes stared at her, full of possessiveness.

"Princess……"

……

Wait until Hong Jing and the others have wrapped the filling of the first dough, put it into the mold and flattened it before looking back.

Then I saw Lin Yan holding Su Qianou and walking out.

"What's wrong with the princess?" Hong Jing asked nervously.

"It's okay. I'm just tired because my skirt is wet."

Lin Yan hugged Su Qianou back without looking back: "I'll take her to the carriage outside to rest for a while, and I'll leave the rest to you."

leftover?

Hong Jing and Lv Fu walked to the stone platform and saw a mess.

The eggshells were piled aside, the ground was wet with water, and an overturned basin was tilted on the stone platform.

In the wooden basin used for kneading dough, the dough looked like it had been poked by wooden stakes thousands of times, with deep dents all over it.

Green Bundle scratched his head and said, "Young Master, how childish! To show off your masculinity in front of the princess, you actually took it out on this dough!"

"Hong Jing, what's wrong with this dough? Why are there so many holes in it?"

Red Mirror: ...

She took a clean rag and wiped the water off the stone platform. She looked up and saw Zhong Yong coming in: "Why did you come in?"

Zhong Yong scratched his head and said, "Master Lin said he was busy making cakes, so he asked me to come in and help you!"

Green Bundle: "What are we busy with? The dough has been kneaded thoroughly, and the filling has been mixed. Wrapping the filling is even easier. What else is there to be busy about? You should just go out and keep watch..."

Hong Jing simply asked Zhong Yong, "What did the princess say?"

Zhong Yong thought for a moment, then said with a simple and honest look, "The princess said that when she's going back home, she'll come in and call us."

Hong Jing frowned and thought, and suddenly his eyes lit up as he thought of something.

"Can you light a fire?"

"Yes."

Hong Jing pointed at the stove in the distance, "Go, clean the pot, rinse it a few times, and then boil some water..."

Lu Fu was tying up the flour at the side and asked a question when he heard it.

"What are you boiling water for? We're kneading dough to make pastries. Do you want to eat knife-cut noodles?"

Hong Jing didn't bother to pay attention to him. He waved his hand and urged Zhong Yong:

"You and I are on the same side, listen to me! Don't listen to this green-headed fly. Go, boil some water!!!"

"Okay." Zhong Yong nodded and left.

Green Bind was so angry that he jumped up and down.

"Who are you calling a green-headed fly?!" The young man's face flushed with anger. He put his hands on his hips, grabbed the flour on the table and smeared it on Hong Jing's face: "I was calling you a white-headed moth!"

In the workshop, the maids and servants were busy.

In the alley outside, the carriage was shaking and the people inside seemed to be fighting.

A wisp of the car curtain was blown up by the wind, and I could see through the gap in the curtain.

You can see the fine beads of sweat on the man's forehead, and the woman's neck raised with narrowed eyes, her wet hair sticking to her cheeks, and her face flushed.

……

late at night.

Several tables were piled high with the pastries they made, which had already been packed.

Sitting at the only empty table were Aunt Wu, Zhong Yong, Lu Fu, and Hong Qian.

Lu Fu blushed and said, pushing Hong Jing: "Hong Jing, why don't you go and take another look?"

He didn't know what had happened before, but when he saw it was getting dark outside, he thought that the young master and the princess might have left.

Go out and see.

Then I saw the princess hanging at the door of the carriage with her body leaning back and shaking.

It seemed that there was not enough air in the car, so she deliberately stuck her head out to get some fresh air, but she didn't miss any chance to breathe.

He was so scared that he ran back quickly.

Never dare to go out again.

Hong Jing rolled her eyes at him and said, "Do you think I'm stupid? You want to disturb my princess' happiness? Don't even think about it. Just wait patiently!"

Zhong Yong nodded in agreement.

"Master Jiang Ce said at the mansion that every time a goddess favors a divine servant, it is a form of self-cultivation and is holy! What kind of filthy things are you thinking about, you little servant?"

Green Binding: ...? ? ! ! ! !

He just wanted to go home earlier, how could it be considered dirty?