Phoenix Couch Luan [CP Ended]

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That night when the two brothers had a quarrel, he half-understood, but since the two of them treated Xiao Lian as brother and brother, it seemed that the older brother should not refuse him if he wanted to.

He is thinking about things, others are looking at the scenery.

Countless curious eyes looked at him openly and secretly, and people whispered to each other, wanting to know what ability this princess has to win the crown prince's favor, and even scattered all the beauties in the harem just to marry her.

Hearing that Xiao Mingxuan accepted the marriage on behalf of her brother, she also never forgets her, longing for her endlessly!

When I saw it today, it was really different, a young and tender face, white and pure, no makeup was applied, only a thin layer of rouge was applied on the lips, like red plums and falling snow, soft and rich.

Xiao Mingxuan only took a quick glance when he greeted him outside the door, and then he couldn't help but fell into an anxious longing, all he could think about was to taste the rouge on his mouth.

After finally getting the guests seated, completing the coronation ceremony, thanking the emperor for his favor, and then announcing the opening of the banquet, toasting to the elders one by one, and finally being able to breathe a sigh of relief after all the tossing around, Xiao Mingxuan couldn't wait to ask his confidant to pass a message to Xia Yunze, asking him to come Meet in the garden.

Eunuch Lin didn't like to appear directly at the female family's banquet, so he quietly went to Caiwei, the princess's close maid, and asked her to take the princess away from the banquet.

Xia Yunze has been tortured a long time ago, and he deeply understands that this kind of dinner, no matter whether it is ancient or modern, is equally boring.

As a result, his psychological defense line dropped again and again. When he heard Caiwei's whisper, he felt like he was amnesty. No matter what tricks Xiao Mingxuan arranged for him, he would recognize even Longtanhuxué.

What's more, it's not Longtan Huxué but Ruanrouxiang!

He was led to the back garden, where the pool was sparkling under the moonlight, dotted with residual lotus, and a water pavilion in the center led to a winding covered bridge to the shore.

Unexpectedly, a rough man like Xiao Mingxuan would choose such an elegant place to meet, and the reason for his intentions is so obvious.

Reason told him that he should turn around and leave immediately, so as not to fall into the hands of that kid and be tricked in every possible way, but the restlessness in his chest made him step up to the corridor bridge.

It's been a few days, I really miss you.

Xiao Mingxuan was waiting for him in the waterside pavilion, bamboo curtains fell on all sides, and anyone passing by the shore could only see the faint light revealed in the gaps.

He lit a small clay stove on the ground, and was fanning the fire leisurely while cooking a bowl of longevity noodles with his own hands.

"Today is also Little Sister-in-law's birthday. I don't dare to forget that others are not dedicated." Xiao Mingxuan raised his head and smiled, his face was covered with ashes. He looked a little funny, but he was still so handsome that people couldn't breathe Come.

Xia Yunze smiled back at him, sat lazily on the side of the beauty, and said softly: "With your bowl of noodles, my trip is worth it."

Noodles were simmering in a small casserole. The clear soup lacked water and didn't even have a vegetable leaf. It was definitely the most shabby longevity noodles he had eaten in two lifetimes.

It was also the longevity noodle that he coveted most in his two lifetimes.

He looked at the person who cooked the noodles, and his eyes were so gentle that water dripped unconsciously.

He was brave and fearless when he killed wolf, and fierce and fierce when he fought. Now he put down his sword, gun, sword and halberd, and carefully waited on the flickering fire in the small clay stove with a pair of clumsy hands.

The tenderness of the iron man is the most touching.

Xiao Mingxuan was extremely focused, staring intently at the casserole, stirring it with chopsticks from time to time, finally cooking the noodles, he was quietly relieved, not afraid of being scalded, directly holding the handle of the pot, pouring the noodles and soup into the silverware on the side in the bowl.

The heat was rising, and his brows and eyes were blurred. Xiao Mingxuan squatted halfway, and raised the bowl of noodles to his eyebrows with a smile. His deep voice was a bit mischievous, and the tone was softly dragged out: "Not good at craftsmanship, please help my little sister-in-law." Slow use."

Xia Yunze was so teased by him that he couldn't sit still, his legs were limp, his waist was numb, and his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

He took a deep breath to stop himself from being so nympho, took the bowl and chopsticks with trembling hands, and murmured a word of thanks.

The steaming steam made his eyes moist, and Xiao Mingxuan specially cooked noodles for him, even if there was no oil, stew or salt, he could still say that the taste of the world is happiness.

Just picked up a chopstick and before the noodles were cooled, Xiao Mingxuan called him suddenly: "Wait a minute."

Thick fingers pinched his chin, and his fingertips lightly touched his lips. The man's eyes were deep and his breath was hot: "There is rouge on his mouth."

Xia Yunze was embarrassed for a moment, and said in a low voice: "I said that the ones who don't wear make-up are all the girl Caiwei, so I have to put on this thing..."

He raised his sleeve to wipe his mouth, but Xiao Mingxuan took a quicker step, lowered his head to cover his mouth, and swallowed an exclamation.

Xia Yunze turned his face halfway up, his mind turned into a ball of paste, and a small humming escaped from his nasal cavity.

This was a sneak attack, but they both knew each other, and seemed to be caught off guard, but the hand holding the bowl remained motionless, not even a drop of noodle soup spilled out.

Xiao Mingxuan sucked the rouge off his mouth, finally let it go satiated, and was satisfied to find that his lips became more rosy and fuller.

She even opened her mouth slightly, once again posing for a kiss.

No one could resist this kind of temptation, Xiao Mingxuan naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity to hold the back of his head with one hand, and bully him again.

When they separated again, the noodle soup was no longer steaming.

Now is not the time, he told himself, sitting back and said in a hoarse voice: "If you don't eat any more, the noodles will be mushy."