The rouge in his hand became very hot, and Yan Yunhe smiled awkwardly: "If I said I took it by mistake, would you believe it?"

The night wind blew, and Yan Yunhe's sleeves and robes fluttered, giving off a sweet smell of rouge. The aroma, with the smell of wine, reached the tip of Yu Qin's nose.

"Just came back from outside?" Yu Qin asked in a calm tone, as if he was talking to everyone.

Since Yan Yunhe wasn't wearing a student uniform, he naturally wouldn't think that Yu Qin couldn't even see this.

Yu Qin asked deliberately at this moment, clearly warning Yan Yunhe.

If you don't want to be punished, don't bother.

If you have too many lice, you won't be itchy. If you have too many debts, you won't have to worry about them. Yunhe has long been used to being punished.

Instead, he took a few steps forward and said, "Although it is rouge, you can accept it. If you have a female classmate you like, you can also give it to her."

There are also female students in Donglin Academy, but they are not in the same place as them.

Seeing his shameless appearance, Yu Qin sneered: "Ordinary restaurants don't have this kind of smell. Did you go to Huajie Liuxiang?"

Yan Yunhe frowned and replied, "How do you know the smell of that kind of place?"

Yu Qin's expression was slightly stagnant after he was defeated. Yan Yunhe took the opportunity to reach out and hide the food box in Yu Qin's hand.

Yu Qin subconsciously raised his hand to hide. During the fight between the two, the sound of clinking porcelain came from the food box.

The bamboo food box soon leaked out of juice, and the food inside had been spilled.

Yu Qin pursed his lips tightly, showing a rare expression of irritation.

Yan Yunhe was surprised by Yu Qin's rare angry look, and snatched the food box from the opponent's hand. He wanted to see what kind of delicacies Yu Qin planned to eat, so he was so secretive that no one could see it.

The lid of the box was lifted, and there was only a bowl of overturned noodles inside.

But when he took another look, Yan Yunhe felt bad because it was a bowl of longevity noodles.

He held the food box and looked up at Yu Qin stiffly: "Today is your birthday?"

He wanted to ease the relationship with Yu Qin, but now, not only did the relationship not ease, but he also severely offended Yu Qin again.

Yu Qin turned sideways, intending to avoid Yan Yunhe, but the other party grabbed his wrist. He shook it hard: "Let go."

Yan Yunhe could naturally tell that the other party's tone was extremely suppressed, and he was hiding something. Anger about to explode.

He softened his tone and said almost coaxingly: "I'm the bastard, but even if you don't celebrate your birthday, why don't you even eat a bowl of longevity noodles?"

Yu Qin lamented his shamelessness again, Yan Yunhe said it like Yu Qinna The bowl of noodles is not the same as the one he knocked over.

Yan Yunhe glanced at the contents of the food box: "This dish doesn't taste good at first glance. It doesn't even have any oil or water. Come on, Mr. Yan, I'll give you a bowl."

After saying that, regardless of Yu Qin's struggle, he forcibly took the person away . Pulled to the kitchen.

He had the best food and clothing in the Marquis Mansion. After coming to Donglin Academy, he was naturally not used to eating from a big pot, so he frequently set up small stoves in the dining hall.

The stewards in the kitchen all knew him. When they saw him coming, they accepted the money from Yan Yunhe with a smile: "There are a lot of ingredients left today. Master Yan can use them as he likes."

Yu Qin saw that the stewards were treating him like Yan Yun. He had a completely different attitude and raised his eyebrows slightly.

After Yan Yunhe pulled Yu Qin in, he closed the door for fear that the other party would regret it: "I paid for it. If you leave midway, you really won't be able to eat longevity noodles."

Yu Qin had calmed down, and he He crossed his arms and stood aside as if it had nothing to do with anything. Only the two of them were left in the kitchen.

Yan Yunhe rolled up his sleeves and began to prepare the ingredients neatly. He cut vegetables neatly and made a fire successfully. After the bone broth began to simmer, he kneaded the dough.

Yu Qin gradually put down his hand and looked at Yan Yunhe in surprise: "How could you..."

Yan Yunhe lowered his head and kneaded his dough and said, "How could you do these things?"

Yu Qin stopped talking, and Yan Yunhe smiled. He said: "My father taught me this. Before my mother came out of the government, she always ate longevity noodles at home. When she first married my father, she would miss home and couldn't go back."

"My father personally learned this noodles from my grandmother. Later, he taught me." Yan Yunhe put the noodles aside and said, "If he is not around, I will make them for my mother."

After saying this, Yan Yunhe said with a smile, "My father also said, I can still use this trick in the future..." Yan Yunhe suddenly choked on what he said later, and he quickly raised his eyes to look at Yu Qin.

Naturally, Yu Qin did not miss his gaze: "What?"

Yan Yunhe shook his head and said it was okay.

He heaved a sigh of relief, almost something serious happened. His father's original words were to let him use this trick to coax his wife in the future.

If he really said it, Yu Qin might be able to chop him with a kitchen knife.

In order to lighten the atmosphere, Yan Yunhe searched for something to talk about.

Yu Qin's attitude was still very calm, but he was not as angry as before.

After all, even the princes of the Hou family in Yanyun went into the kitchen to make longevity noodles. Even Yu Qin knew how not to hit the smiling person.

It was reasonable for Yan Yunhe to dislike the bowl of noodles just now. The longevity noodles he cooked had bone soup as the base, and in addition to eggs, there were mushrooms, shrimps, and diced ham.

Yan Yunhe didn't care how dirty his bright robe was. He took the bowl of noodles and placed it on the table nearby. He also took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the bench.

"Master Yu, please." He turned around and said.

Yu Qin came over, still looking a little doubtful about the taste of the bowl of noodles, wondering if Yan Yunhe had tried another way to tease him.

Seeing Yu Qin's doubtful expression, Yan Yunhe said aggrievedly: "Yu Qin, you can take a bite of the noodles I worked so hard to make."

Yu Qin sat down and looked at Yan Yunhe again. From the beginning, he always looked at Yan Yunhe's face.

Yan Yunhe touched his chin, could his father be right? A man who cooks by himself looks very charming?

However, Yan Yunhe always felt that there seemed to be a smile in Yu Qin's eyes. The smile was just because he thought he was funny, not because he was making noodles and was pleasant.

However, Yu Qin quickly withdrew his gaze, picked up the noodles and put it into his mouth. Before he could bite off the Yan Yunhe, he said: "You must not break it off, you have to finish it in one go!"

His eyes were burning and his tone was very stern.

Yu Qin took a deep breath and slowly put the noodles into his mouth with patience.

Yan Yunhe made the noodles really long, and soon Yu Qin's mouth was full, his cheeks were bulging, and his eyebrows were wrinkled in discomfort because of the noodles in his mouth.

Yan Yunhe believed that only he had seen Yu Qin look like this in the entire Donglin Academy.

Also... so cute.

While Yu Qin was struggling to eat the noodles in his mouth, Yan Yunhe got up and wanted to wash his hands. As a result, he saw his current appearance clearly beside the water tank.

The face is black and white, made of carbon and flour, and is a mess.

No wonder Yu Qin looked at him so strangely just now. He was actually laughing at him!

Thinking of how hard he worked to make noodles, Yu Qin even said he was apologizing, but he didn't even remind him that his face was so dirty. It was too much.

Yan Yunhe rolled his eyes and didn't care about his ruined face. He turned around and walked to Yu Qin's side.

Yu Qin finally swallowed the noodles in his mouth and felt the end of his eyes burning as Yan Yunhe's fingers ran over them.

Yan Yunhe shook his index finger, which was stained with rouge. He smiled triumphantly and said, "I asked you not to remind me."

Soon, he stopped laughing.

Just now I thought Mrs. Shen from Wanhualou looked a bit like Yu Qin, but now they look nothing alike.

Yu Qin, whose eyes were stained with rouge, was more dizzy than expected.

The rouge dyed the frost and snow in the mountains so beautifully that it looked like it had fallen into the mortal world.

With his heart trembling violently in his chest, Yan Yunhe took a step back and almost used all his strength to look away from Yu Qin.

He walked quickly for a few steps, came to the water tank, and plunged his head into it.