"Young Master Xie is concerned, it's much better."

Youshui responded in a low voice.

She always speaks like this, always looking cautious, or she stands quietly by the side without saying a word.

It's like a daffodil that blooms silently.

Alone is full of my delicate beauty.

At this time, the sun was already late, and the water vapor along the Wei River was filled with mist, and a little damp atmosphere gradually spread out.

Spreading all the fish food in his hand, Mu Changqing clapped his hands and said softly: "The weather is a little cold, hurry up and go back."

"Um."

The two walked home side by side.

Halfway through the journey, Mu Changqing suddenly felt his sleeve being pulled.

He turned around in confusion and saw the little girl retracting her little hand and muttering with her lips.

"Young Master, are you, are you with Sister Hua Ji?"

After saying that, Zhen's head was lowered to the hem of the skirt.

Without any vagueness and hesitation, Mu Changqing gave a positive answer.

After a few more times, Qin Youshui stopped talking and walked forward with his head down.

"Look at the way, be careful."

When he arrived at the gate of the bamboo courtyard, Youshui said goodbye and hurriedly trotted away with the hem of her skirt.

Looking at the slightly slender back, somehow, Mu Changqing felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.

Shaking his head without thinking too much, he turned around and entered the inner room.

But it was too boring, and Hua Ji was not at home.

After thinking about it, Youshui said just now that she likes to eat apricot blossom cake, and there are still some leftover petals at home, so Mu Changqing simply got up and went to make the flower cake.

The sun finally set the mountain, and the rays of clouds slowly climbed into the sky.

The cold yard was raging, and a figure was constantly busy.

The method of making flower cake is actually not difficult, the difficulty lies in whether you can make the taste you want.

As the steamer was unveiled, a scent of fragrance came to my nose.

Pick up a piece of hot flower cake and taste it.

Yes, it tastes pretty good.

At this moment, the gate of the courtyard was gently knocked.

Mu Changqing thought it was Hua Ji who was back, so he hurried to open the door.

However, the person standing at the door surprised him a little.

"Mr. Mu, what expression do you have? Are you not welcome to come?"

Xue Ji raised her eyebrows and laughed out loud.

After a brief shock, Mu Changqing quickly welcomed her in.

"No, no, I just didn't expect you to come here."

He replied with a smile, and Xue Ji naturally walked into the yard.

After looking at the decorations in the yard, Xue Ji walked over when she saw the steaming steamer.

"This is a flower cake that has just been released. Should I try it?"

Before Mu Changqing could finish his politeness, Xue Ji had already reached out her hand and picked it up and put it in her mouth and chewed it slowly.

Well, you are so rude.

But speaking of this, Xue Ji seems to be Hua Ji's sister.

That's my sister-in-law.

It seems that my sister-in-law is not required to be polite when she visits her brother-in-law’s house.

"Soft, greasy and delicious, the young master is studying it very deeply when eating."

After complimenting with stinginess, Mu Changqing smiled and waved his hand: "It's just to satisfy his desires, it's hard to enter the elegant hall."

The two of them sat down under the eaves.

Mu Changqing then spoke suspiciously.

"Is there anything wrong with coming here today?"

"If you don't have to come to the young master for a walk?"

Xue Ji replied naturally, which made Mu Changqing speechless for a moment.

I had never looked at Xue Ji's appearance carefully before, but I just glanced at it, but now I can see it clearly.

Qiu Shui is eyebrowing and distant mountains, and her face is so generous that she is a little cold and ruthless when she stretches her face, but when she smiles, she immediately brings an indescribable charm.

Like Hua Ji, she has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes.

In a simple way, this face is called the concubine's face.

It just doesn't look like the Queen Mother, but rather like a favored concubine.

Facing Mu Changqing's eyes, Xue Ji was not embarrassed, and also looked at Mu Changqing and observed carefully.

In the end, Mu Changqing was defeated and glanced at him.

"Ahem, where is your sister?"

After finding a question, Mu Changqing asked.

"My sister is still doing business outside, and she probably won't be back later."

After replying, Xue Ji approached Zhen's head with a point, and said with a quip in her eyes.

"Young master, is the rouge on my sister's mouth delicious?"

Um?

What is this saying?

Is there anyone talking to my brother-in-law like this?

Seeing Mu Changqing's eyes dodged a little, Xue Ji snorted lightly.

"What's wrong with me? Didn't I just taste the taste of rouge?"

"Or my sister hasn't let you succeed yet?"

What's going on with this girl?

Is it a sudden visit just to tease myself?

“It tastes pretty good, very sweet.”

No matter what the purpose of coming, Mu Changqing naturally could not have been at a disadvantage in this matter.

Replying softly, Mu Changqing continued.

"Have you eaten? Why don't you deal with it here?"

"OK."

Xue Ji responded without any hesitation.

After giving up, Mu Changqing had no choice but to get up and prepare dinner.

It was the first time I invited my sister-in-law to dinner, so naturally I couldn’t be too shabby.

In addition to cup of tea, a rich dinner was placed on the table.

After thinking about it, Mu Changqing opened another bottle of red wine.

The night breeze is slightly cool, and it floats by with salty and wet water vapor.

Xue Ji drank the red wine in the glass and her face gradually turned red.

The blurry and beautiful peach blossom eyes look particularly bright under the moonlight.

"Young Master, have you captured your sister's heart with delicious food and wine?"

"Why can't it be a personal charm?"

Mu Changqing asked back.

Xue Ji was stunned, then a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and two shallow dimples bloomed on her cheeks.

"Personal Charm? Is the young master praising himself?"

Xue Ji approached a little, whispering like peach blossoms, her skirt fluttered over and raised a gentle fragrance, a nice smell, which contained a faint fragrance of orchid perfume.
To be continued...