you are my white moonlight

After nightfall, the mountain villas are brightly lit.

The servants start preparing the dinner very early, and there is a special delivery truck to transport fresh food from other places by air, and the tributes are generally brought into the kitchen on delicate gold-rimmed porcelain plates.

Jian Youqing entered the kitchen under the pretext of checking the food, but was coaxed out by the chef after a while. The reason was that Shao Tingchen didn't like food being touched by too many people.

Jian Youqing was speechless, the great opportunity was wasted, she could only finish everything after the food was cooked, and before Shao Tingchen was on the table.

Obviously this is a problem.

Jian Youqing changed into a simple and relaxed knitted sweater and long skirt. The sleeves were too long, and no one saw her clenched hands into fists, with a bag of crushed white powder hidden in her palm.

Maids in neat black and white uniforms shuttled through the restaurant.

"What should I do? Someone is guarding, and I will definitely be discovered." Ke Yu vividly expressed the word panic.

Jian Youqing's fists were loosened and tightened, and cold sweat oozes from her white forehead. The days when Shao Tingchen was too tired are too rare. If he misses today, the chances of being discovered will only increase.

"Can't we just spend them all?" The creases between her brows were extremely deep.

Ke Yu was even more apprehensive. She was about to say something when someone pushed the door in and was abruptly interrupted. When she finally went out, Jian Youqing couldn't bear it anymore and locked the door behind her.

Don't care too much.

Shao Tingchen's steak had already been served, and when the cover of the dinner plate was lifted, Jian Youqing's hands that sprinkled powder were shaking. She had never been so nervous before, and accidentally stained the tablecloth.

"Are you crazy! If someone pushes the door and comes in now, we will definitely tell the young master." Ke Yu was so frightened that she was about to cry, his voice was low and choked.

Jane glared at her again, "Stop talking, can you please!" She was going to die of anger!
Ke Yu immediately looked like a deflated ball, and a layer of red appeared around his eyes. He cleaned up the powder that fell outside, processed it a little, and poured it into the sauce to melt it away.

Jian Youqing exhaled deeply, and was about to put the lid on when the door was suddenly pushed open, and Shao Tingchen stood leaning against the door frame.

"Lock the door, what are you going to do to my food?"

"..."

"Why don't you talk?" He was languid, wearing pure black silk pajamas, the neckline was slightly open, and his sexy collarbone was exposed to the air.

Tilting his head, he raised his eyes and stared at her with interest, the black pupils revealing a sense of exploration.

Ke Yu's mouth was so red that her eyes were red, she was just about to speak, but Jian Youqing pinched her thigh in the dark, biting her lips so hard that even groaning was an extravagant hope.

"Huh?" Shao Tingchen raised his eyebrows slightly.

Jian Youqing put down the cover, instead of running away, she approached him, stopped in front of him, and slightly tiptoed to wrap his arms around his neck.The red lips opened and closed, and the voice was a little softer than the usual indifference, "I've already said it, I haven't seen you for a long time, Shao Tingchen, I miss you very much."

A chuckle escaped his lips, obviously in disbelief.

"I wanted to surprise you just now, but you ruined it."

The corners of Shao Tingchen's lips curled up more and more, and Jian Youqing's palm spread out. It was a thousand paper cranes folded with colored paper, and the writing on it could be vaguely discerned.

"You have everything, so I can only give these useless things." Jian Youqing placed them on his open chest, "Gifts are light and affection is heavy, if you don't like it, then throw it away."

After she finished speaking, she sat down at the dining table, and Ke Yu withdrew her tears and was dumbfounded.

Shao Tingchen sat across from her and put the paper crane by the dining table. Holding the knife and fork with his slender and white knuckles, he slowly cut off a small delicate piece.