After the dumplings were made, they sat down together and ate them steaming hot.

In the evening, Yin Qingyou stopped refusing and went to take a bath.

Although I know that Ye Wuchen is no more, for some reason, I always feel very uneasy when I take a bath.

In the end, I just quickly washed up, got dressed, and went back to my room.

Tongchui helped her wring out her hair and left. After that, Yin Qingyou sat there and looked at the recipe for a while.

Looking at these recipes, I really feel that food is a vast and profound subject, and everything has its own unique charm.

Yin Qingyou read for a while, until her eyes felt a little sore, before putting down the book and lying down on the bed.

I was sound asleep when I suddenly felt an itch on my face.

When she opened her eyes, she was shocked to see Ye Wuchen already standing at the head of her bed.

"Your Highness...this isn't quite right!"

Yin Qingyou reached out and pulled the blanket over her head. Is this considered sexual harassment?

She wants to sleep!

"Go cook!"

Ye Wuchen said something in a low voice.

I went out tonight and only drank some alcohol; I didn't eat anything else.

Having gotten used to Yin Qingyou's cooking, everything else tastes like chewing wax in my mouth.

"Ok!"

Yin Qingyou gave a vague reply.

"go!"

Ye Wuchen reached out and tugged at her blanket; he was still hungry.

Having no other choice, Yin Qingyou threw off the covers, grabbed a piece of clothing from the side, and put it on.

She glanced at Ye Wuchen standing to one side; his expression was unpleasant, like a child constantly begging his mother for candy.

"Your Highness, although you are hungry, you can't just barge in like that! You should know that men and women should not touch each other!"

Yin Qingyou said.

"...Didn't we make this clear yesterday? You're mine now."

Ye Wuchen didn't take it seriously and even put his arm around Yin Qingyou's shoulder.

Yin Qingyou was slightly taken aback. When did this happen? When did she become his woman?

This is truly unbelievable.

Yin Qingyou tried to slip out of his arms.

However, Ye Wuchen seemed to have no intimidating power at all, yet she was actually trapped in his iron arms and unable to get out.

"Your Highness..."

Yin Qingyou looked at Ye Wuchen helplessly.

Ye Wuchen kept his eyes fixed straight ahead, not even glancing at Yin Qingyou.

Even after they got to the kitchen, he never let go of his hands.

"Your Highness, a wise man keeps away from the kitchen."

Yin Qingyou stood in front of the door, motionless.

"It doesn't matter!"

Ye Wuchen waved his hand and walked inside with Yin Qingyou in his arms.

Yin Qingyou was pulled inside by his strong arms.

Once inside, Ye Wuchen put down his hand and gestured for Yin Qingyou to take care of it.

Looking at his expression, Yin Qingyou seemed extremely hungry.

Seeing that there were still some dumplings left over from the steamed dumplings I made that evening, I decided to fry them.

The dumplings sizzled in the oil, and soon the white dumplings turned golden brown.

Yin Qingyou then took it out and placed it on a plate to the side.

Thinking of Ye Wuchen's impressive appetite, Yin Qingyou fried more than forty dumplings. There was one left, which she just put in to fry.

Suddenly, I felt that Ye Wuchen was unusually quiet.

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