Rise up, white lotus

"Now that you know my identity, hurry up and get me some good food and wine, I'm hungry!" Yan Su stretched her waist, the hangover was really uncomfortable, but the wine was really delicious.

Ye Jing gently dressed Yan Su and brought him to the front hall. He should be gentle with his daughter-in-law under the bed, and if he made a mistake, he should be taught a lesson on the bed.

Exquisite side dishes have already been set on the table, but there is no wine. Although Ye Jing likes Yan Su's drunken appearance, drinking too much is bad after all.

Yan Su never knew what politeness was, so he couldn't wait to eat with his chopsticks after washing. The taste was not worse than Taibaixuan's, and it was comparable to some made by Lin Ran.

Thinking of Lin Ran, Yan Su paused, looked up at the man in front of the table who was watching him eating while resting his chin, "Did you do this?"

Although Ye Jing wondered why he asked such a question, he still answered: "Yes, I don't like outsiders entering my territory!"

"Oh? Then I came in too?" Yan Su relied on his innocent face, blinking his big black and white eyes, and pretended to be cute.

"You are not an outsider, but an insider, my daughter-in-law!" Ye Jing didn't care about Yan Su's opinion, and forcibly made a conclusion.

Yan Su rolled her eyes, "I'm not your wife!" Instead, she continued to concentrate on fighting with the food in front of her.

Ye Jing just thinks that Yan Su is so cute, her cheeks stuffed with food are bulging, how can such a small mouth be stuffed with so much stuff, I don't know if she can eat like this in bed.

Yan Su, who was still struggling with the food, was still ignorant, so he missed the evil in Ye Jing's eyes.

After eating, Yan Su remembered Yan Li who was still sick in bed, although he could save Yan Li, but he had to pay a price, Yan Su would not do such a loss-making business.

He tugged at Ye Jing's sleeve, "Can you do me a favor?"

"What?" It's a good thing that the lover (not) asks him for help.

"My younger brother is sick, can he be cured?" Yan Su began to pretend to be a fool (or retarded?).

"Your brother?"

"Well, it's the Eighth Prince!"

"Why save him?"

"Because he is my brother or your uncle!"

"But I don't want to save, what should I do?" Ye Jing didn't believe Yan Su's reason for saving the Eighth Prince.

"What should I do? Cold salad!" Yan Su was not to be outdone, if he couldn't be saved, let him die, since he didn't do it anyway, even if he died, it didn't matter to him.

"It's not impossible to save him, but there is no such thing as a free lunch..." Ye Jing looked at Yan Su meaningfully.

"What do you want?"

"Kiss me once, and I'll help you save him!" Ye Jing's face was cramped, and his sparkling eyes were full of teasing.

"Okay!" Yan Su agreed very readily.

This time it was Ye Jing's turn to be stunned, he didn't expect Yan Su to agree.

Yan Su waved at him, signaling him to lower his head.

Ye Jing did as if obsessed, and bowed slightly.

Yan Su put his arms around Ye Jing's neck, and gave him a loud "paw" on the cheek.

He already has some face control, but now that a beauty invites him to kiss, he certainly won't refuse, after all, who might take advantage of it.

"Hehe, what an interesting person!" After being kissed, Ye Jing came back to his senses and couldn't help laughing, "For your hard work, I'll save him for you!"

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I forgot to update again yesterday, and I will make up for it today