"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

"Is it strange?" Mo Chi asked him. Seeing that the person hadn't looked at him, he tightened his hands, wrapped his arms around the other person's waist, and hugged him into his arms. Their lower bodies were tightly pressed together, and Yunchu pushed him with both hands. shoulder, with a little anger and panic in his voice.

"Mo Chi!" he called.

"Yun Chu..." Mo Chi looked at him, and hugged him even tighter. His forehead was pressed against the other's forehead. The two looked at each other. His eyes were full of Yun Chu's small figure, so small, so precious.

"I still have a weirder side, and I want to do weird things with you..." A cool and soft finger stopped his unfinished words, and Yun Chu blushed, almost touching his forehead. The mark on his face was as red as the mark on it. He stared at the man in front of him, pursed the corners of his lips, and then said, "Say it again, I'm really angry."

Mo Chi looked at his misty eyes, and belatedly realized that he had overdone his head. He closed his eyes fiercely, took a deep breath to calm down the desire in his heart, and then raised his hand to grab the edge of his lips. finger, and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, I won't say, sorry, did I scare you."

"No..." Yun Chu shook his head.

Mo Chi didn't know that he must have frightened the other party. With a guilty expression on his face, he stroked Yun Chu's head and hugged him into his arms. His big warm hands patted his back again and again. , Then call the other party's name, the sound penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

Yun Chu raised his hand and gently hugged him back: "Mo Chi, what's the matter, did something happen?"

"No." Mo Chi shook his head, straightened up slightly and looked at him. Seeing him looking at him worriedly, his heart softened. His Yunchu was always like this. Even if he frightened him, he I can also immediately turn around to detect my emotions, and then comfort myself in turn. How can there be such a person in this world?

"It's really okay," Mo Chi looked at him and smiled softly, "I'm just suddenly very happy, glad that I met you, and glad that you like me too."

Yunchu: "..."

"Why do you suddenly...speaking of these..."

"You don't like Yunchu?" Mo Chi looked at his shy expression.

"It's not..."

"Then I'll tell you how good I am every day from now on? I'll tell you how much I love you every day..."

"You're really weird today..." Yun Chu said again, the two of them were together on weekdays, and although they were very close, a man would never say these things to him like today, it was really, really weird.

"It's not surprising," Mo Chi looked at him with serious eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "I just found out that I can love you a little more..."

Yun Chu, who was already numb after being hit by a wave of love words, said, "..."

After lunch was ready, Lu Ziyan who came to the study to find someone stood outside the door and raised her hand to knock on the door: "Master, son, it's time to eat."

The little girl's crisp voice sounded from outside the door. Yun Chu pushed Mo Chi out of his arms, picked up the mask that the man had knocked to the ground, put it on, and then responded.

"Got it, come here."

The two came out one after the other. Lu Ziyan looked at the slightly red and swollen lips of her leader, and then at Mo Chi who was following behind him with a normal expression. She looked like I didn't see anything, and lowered her head to cover her raised lips. Lip corners, then walk ahead and lead the way.

Over the past few days, Mo Chi has successfully entered Yunchu's Han Yunxuan, and the place where the two of them ate was moved from his other courtyard to Yunchu's residence. Now, that place is basically useless except for sleeping. , and it is very likely that it will not even be useful for sleeping in the near future, because Mo Chi is planning to find a high-sounding excuse to stay in Han Yunxuan completely.

The two of them finished their lunch as usual, and Yun Chu had to go to the study to deal with business, and Mo Chi sent him away before turning to the kitchen.

The kitchen of the Cold Blood Sect occupies a corner of Cold Blood Mountain exclusively, covering an extremely large area. It is considered the most popular place in the Cold Blood Sect, because many cooks and cooks in the kitchen come from various places, and they are very good at cooking. Delicious food, conquered almost everyone's taste buds.

After Mo Chi accidentally ate a dish made by one of them, he became curious. These days, as long as he didn't accompany Yunchu, he almost stayed in the kitchen.

He doesn't have the distinctions of the ancients, and within a day, he gets along well with the people in the kitchen, and because his cooking skills are always full, under the guidance of the cook, the dishes he makes are praised by them all. Can't stop talking.However, he prefers to make all kinds of Jiangnan pastries, because Yunchu loves to eat them.

The one who was in charge of cooking for Yunchu was an aunt in her forties. Mo Chi asked the other party about Yunchu's taste, but unexpectedly the other party didn't know, so he could only explore by himself, and finally found out that the other party loves sweets. a little.

After deliberately going to ask the alpaca, Mo Chi knew how to ensure the original taste of the food to the maximum extent. The first time he made pastries and took them to Yunchu, Yunchu ate them so that only the plate was left.

Now that he was in the study, Mo Chi thought about making some chestnut cakes for others, which would be good for tea.

"Young Master Mo, you are here!"

Just after the meal time, there was basically no one in the kitchen. The cook who was leading the apprentice to choose dishes looked up and saw him coming in. She greeted him warmly with a simple and honest smile on her sauce-colored face.

"Aunt Wang." Mo Chi walked in, with a faint smile on his lips, and he had the good looks of a handsome young man.

"I've got the things you want prepared for you," Aunt Wang threw the vegetables into the wooden basin beside her, raised her hand to wipe the apron, and directed the little apprentices beside her, "Shunzi, Take the son to the stove."

The young man in gray coarse cloth answered crisply and stood up from the ground: "Hey! Alright, son, come with me."

Mo Chi nodded, thanked him, raised his heels, and followed the young man to the stove where Yunchu was cooking.

The round and plump chestnuts have been soaked in clear water according to his instructions, and the rice noodles on the side have also been prepared. The fire in the stove is heating up, and the steamer in the pot is emitting white steam.

Mo Chi glanced at the prepared materials, tucked the wide sleeves into the belt behind him, and then started kneading the dough. Shunzi squatted down in front of the stove and looked up at him, with a dark face. With a bright smile: "Young master, I will watch the fire for you."

"Thank you Shunzi." Mo Chi looked at him and smiled. The young man was holding a firewood in his hand. He smiled and waved his hand, "You're welcome!"