Every time Xie Yu drove a ox cart back from the county town and passed by her doorstep, he would deliberately get off the ox cart and give Yun Pianpian the gadgets he bought. Sometimes it was a small mud doll, sometimes it was a Luban lock, and sometimes it was a story book.

He said that he saw that the vendors who set up stalls were pitiful, so he bought them for their business and played with them. Every time Xie Yu bought a lot of gadgets to give them to others.

Especially for Yun Pianpian.

Yun Pianpian was a little flattered at first, and was embarrassed to accept the gadgets he gave him.

But Xie Yu would use his three-inch tongue to talk about this matter in a scattered way, as if he would be heartbroken if she didn't accept these gadgets. Yun Pianpian had to accept his gift.

Yun Pianpian wanted to pay Xie Yu, but Xie Yu refused to accept it, so Yun Pianpian had to give up.

At the same time, Xiao Changyuan's eyes became colder and colder when he looked at Xie Yu.

Xie Yu noticed it.

Yun Pianpian also noticed it.

Xie Yu realized that there was nothing he could do, because Xiao Changyuan was too difficult to get close to. He was like a tight temple. Xie Yu couldn't find a chance to surrender to him, so Xie Yu settled for the second best and chose to surrender to Yun Pianpian for tribute.

He hopes that Yun Pianpian's temple will protect him in the future.

Let him be smooth sailing and be the first-rank official.

Anyway, the functions of these two temples are the same for him.

Yun Pianpian saw halfway through the verbal book, and suddenly remembered the look that Xiao Changyuan looked at Xie Yu just now.

The cold eyes seemed to be colder than the winter air.

Yun Pianpian put down the book in his hand, looked up and said, "Husband, you can't kill Ah Yu."

Xiao Changyuan's dark and cold eyes fell on Yun Pianpian's cheeks.

The eyes, which were as cold as icebergs of snow, touched her face...

It instantly melted into a quiet cold pool.

Although his eyes were still cold.

But his expression was as quiet as water, soft and dense, without any lethality, as clear as a clear spring and cold stream.

Xiao Changyuan said lightly: "If he didn't have any bad thoughts, I would never kill him."

Yun Pianpian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Xiao Changyuan's words.

"That's good."

When Xiao Changyuan heard this, a faint displeasure arose in his heart.

His wife always likes to care about other people.

Don't care about him.

Xiao Changyuan raised his hand unhesitantly.

The pale and slender hands with clear joints slowly stretched to Yun Pianpian's cheeks.

Yun Pianpian was looking down at the book and eating the peach cake in his mouth.

My body suddenly stiffened.

Xiao Changyuan actually pinched the corner of her lips with his hands.

Yun Pianpian was shocked and hurriedly hid backwards.

The book in his hand fell to the ground.

Yun Pianpian widened his clear and beautiful apricot eyes.

"Why do you want to pinch me?"

Yun Pianpian's heart couldn't help but jumped wildly.

Xiao Changyuan rarely touched her cheeks on his own initiative.

The place he touched just now was numb and itchy for a moment, as if it was electrocuted by someone.

Xiao Changyuan raised his eyelashes and looked at the clouds indifferently.

There was no expression on that cold and handsome face.

"You have pastries on your face."

As he said that, Xiao Changyuan spread his palms open.

A small piece of white pastry was stained on his fingertips, which was only as big as a rice grain.

Xiao Changyuan's voice was low and pleasant.

Yun Pianpian's little face turned red for no reason.

It turned out that she was fussing.

"oh."

Yun Pianpian felt a little embarrassed and looked dodging, not daring to look at him.

Xiao Changyuan raised his dark eyes.

The dark and cold eyes fell on Yun Pianpian's face.

"Madam, why are you so responsive?"

I don't know if she is guilty.

Yun Pianpian felt that Xiao Changyuan's eyes today seemed much deeper than before.

The heart beat twice violently.

Yun Pianpian suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe.

"I'm going to cook!"

Yun Pianpian threw down this sentence in panic, then stood up and ran away without looking back.

Xiao Changyuan stood in the yard with a long body, watching Yun Pianpian rushing into the stove without taking any choice, and his handsome face had no expression.

He lowered his head, looked at the pastry as big as a grain of rice on his fingertips, and frowned slightly.

"This thing..."

A faint trace of doubt passed through Xiao Changyuan's ink eyes.

“…is it so delicious?”

Xiao Changyuan looked cold, raised his fingers and licked off the small piece of pastry residue on his fingertips thoughtfully.

This piece of pastry fell from her red lips and teeth.

Sweet but not greasy, and aftertaste is sweet.

Like a dessert that exists specifically for him.

It's so sweet that it's just right.

Xiao Changyuan looked at the clouds in the stove.
Chapter completed!