Unclean

The rouge in his hand became very hot, Yan Yunhe smiled awkwardly: "Would you believe me if I said I took it wrong?"

When the night wind blew, Yan Yunhe's sleeves fluttered, and a sweet, greasy fragrance with the smell of alcohol was sent to the tip of Yu Qin's nose.

"You just came back from outside?" Yu Qin asked in a calm tone as if talking about something everyday.

Since Yan Yunhe was not wearing a student uniform, he naturally didn't think that Yu Qin couldn't even see this.

Yu Qin asked this question on purpose at this moment, clearly to warn Yan Yunhe.

If you don't want to be punished, don't bother.

If there are too many lice, it doesn't itch, and if you have too many debts, you don't worry. Yan Yunhe has long been used to being punished.

Instead, he took a few steps forward: "Although it's rouge, you can accept it, and if you have a female classmate you like, you can also give it to her."

Donglin Academy also has female students, but they are not in the same place.

Seeing his impudent appearance, Yu Qin sneered: "Ordinary restaurants don't have this kind of smell, did you go to Huajie Liuxiang?"

Yan Yunhe frowned and replied, "How do you know the smell of that place?"

Yu Qin, who was defeated by the general, looked slightly stagnant, and Yan Yunhe took the opportunity to reach out to hide the food box in Yu Qin's hand.

Yu Qin subconsciously raised his hand to hide, and as the two scrambled for each other, there was the sound of porcelain colliding in the food box.

The bamboo food box leaked juice after a while, and the food inside had been overturned.

Yu Qin pursed his lips tightly, showing a rare expression of irritation.

While Yan Yunhe was curious about Yu Qin's rare angry appearance, he snatched the food box from the other party's hand. He wanted to see what kind of delicacies Yu Qin was planning to eat, so he kept it so secretive so that no one could see.

The lid was lifted, and there was only a bowl of overturned noodles inside.

But after another look, Yan Yunhe complained in his heart, because it was a bowl of longevity noodles.

Holding the food box, he looked up at Yu Qin stiffly: "Is today your birthday?"

I wanted to ease the relationship with Yu Qin, but this is great, not only did the relationship not ease, but also severely offended Yu Qin again.

Yu Qin turned sideways, intending to avoid Yan Yunhe, but the other party grabbed his wrist, and he shook it forcefully: "Let go."

Yan Yunhe could naturally hear that the other party's tone was suppressed to the extreme, hiding the anger that was about to explode.

He softened his tone and said almost coaxingly: "I'm an asshole, but it's fine if you don't celebrate your birthday, why don't you even eat a bowl of longevity noodles?"

Yu Qin sighed again for his cheekiness, Yan Yunhe said it as if he didn't knock over Yu Qin's bowl of noodles.

Yan Yunhe glanced at the things in the food box: "This noodle is not delicious at first glance, there is not even a little oil or water, go, Mr. Yan, I will pay you a bowl."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Yu Qin's struggle, he forcibly dragged him to the back kitchen.

He had the best food and clothing in the Hou's mansion. After coming to Donglin Academy, he naturally couldn't get used to big pot meals, so he often started small stoves in the dining hall.

The stewards of the back kitchen knew him, and when they saw him coming, they accepted the money Yan Yunhe gave with a smile on their faces: "There are still a lot of ingredients left today, Mr. Yan can use whatever he wants."

Seeing that the steward's attitude towards him was very different from that towards Yan Yunhe, Yu Qin frowned slightly.

After Yan Yunhe pulled Yu Qin in, he was afraid that the other party would regret it, so he closed the door: "I spent money, if you leave halfway, you really won't be able to eat longevity noodles."

Yu Qin had already calmed down. He crossed his arms and stood aside as nothing to do with himself. There were only the two of them left in the back kitchen.

Yan Yunhe rolled up his sleeves and began to prepare the ingredients neatly with his hands and feet. He cut the vegetables neatly and succeeded in lighting the fire once.He didn't knead the dough until the bone broth started to boil.

Yu Qin gradually put down his hand, and looked at Yan Yunhe in surprise: "How could you..."

Yan Yunhe lowered his head and kneaded his face, "Why do you do these things?"

Yu Qin stopped talking, Yan Yunhe smiled and said: "My father taught me that before my mother left the court, she always ate longevity noodles at home. When she first married, my father would be homesick and couldn't go back."

"My father learned this noodle from my grandmother himself, and later taught it to me." Yan Yunhe put the noodle aside and woke up: "It is said that he will not be here in the future, so I will make it for my mother."

After finishing speaking, Yan Yunhe laughed again: "My father also said that I can use this trick in the future..." Yan Yunhe suddenly choked on the next words, and he quickly raised his eyes to look at Yu Qin.

Yu Qin naturally did not miss his gaze: "What?"

Yan Yunhe shook his head and said it was all right.

He let out a sigh of relief, and almost had a big accident. His father's original words were to let him use this trick to coax his wife in the future.

If he really said it, Yu Qin might be able to pick up a kitchen knife and chop him up.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Yan Yunhe searched for something to talk to.

Yu Qin's attitude was still very calm, but he was not as angry as before.

After all, Yan Yunhe, a son of the Hou's mansion, went to the kitchen to make longevity noodles in person, and even Yu Qin knew that he would not hit the smiling face with his hand.

It is reasonable for Yan Yunhe to dislike the bowl of noodles just now. The longevity noodles he cooked are made of bone broth. In addition to eggs, there are mushrooms, shrimps, and diced ham.

Yan Yunhe didn't care how dirty his shiny robe was, he took the bowl of noodles and put it on the table beside him, and even took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the bench.

"Young Master Yu, please." He turned around and said.

Yu Qin came over, still looking a little dubious about the taste of this bowl of noodles, wondering whether Yan Yunhe had played tricks on him in another way.

Seeing Yu Qin's suspicious expression, Yan Yunhe said aggrievedly: "Yu Qin, you should take a bite of the noodles I have worked so hard to make."

Yu Qin sat down and looked at Yan Yunhe again. From the beginning, he always looked at Yan Yunhe's face.

Yan Yunhe rubbed his chin, could it be that what Dad said was right?The man who cooks himself looks very charming?

But Yan Yunhe always felt that there seemed to be a little smile in Yu Qin's eyes. The smile was just because he thought he was funny, not because he made faces and had a pleasant face.

But Yu Qin quickly withdrew his eyes, put the noodles in his mouth, and said before he bit Yan Yunhe: "Don't break it, you have to eat it in one sitting!"

His eyes were burning, and his tone was very severe.

Yu Qin took a deep breath, patiently put the noodles into his mouth slowly.

Yan Yunhe made the noodles really long, and it didn't take long for Yu Qin's mouth to be full, his cheeks were puffed up, and the center of his brows was also wrinkled because of the noodles in his mouth.

With Yu Qin's appearance, Yan Yunhe believed that he was the only one who had seen the entire Donglin Academy.

Also... too cute.

While Yu Qin was struggling to eat the noodles in his mouth, Yan Yunhe got up and wanted to wash his hands, but at the side of the water tank, he saw his current appearance clearly.

His face was black and white, charcoal and flour, messy and out of shape.

No wonder Yu Qin looked at him so strangely just now, he was laughing at him!

Thinking of his hard work making noodles, although it was an apology, Yu Qin didn't even remind him that his face was so dirty, it was too much.

Yan Yunhe rolled his eyes, and regardless of his lost face, he turned and walked to Yu Qin's side.

After Yu Qin finally swallowed the noodles in his mouth, he felt the corners of his eyes burning, and it was Yan Yunhe's fingers that ran over them.

Yan Yunhe shook his index finger, which was stained with rouge, and he smiled triumphantly: "I don't want you to remind me."

Soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Just now, I thought Miss Shen in Wanhualou was a bit like Yu Qin, but now they don't look like each other at all.

Yu Qin, with rouge at the end of his eyes, was even more dizzy than he imagined.

The rouge dyed the frost and snow of the mountain so coquettishly that it looked like falling into the mortal world.

With his heart throbbing violently in his chest, Yan Yunhe took a step back and almost exhausted all his strength to look away from Yu Qin.

He walked a few steps quickly, came to the water tank, and plunged his head into it.