A towel came down and blocked her nose.

He whispered to her, "Cover the towel."

Su Mian obediently did it.

Zhong Nanqin turned around and left the bathroom. After a while, he returned.

Holding a thread in hand.

Lifting Su Mian's left hand, he wrapped cotton thread around the front of her middle finger.

Su Mian asked him puzzledly, "What are you doing for this?"

Zhong Nanqin returned to her without raising her head, "Stop the bleeding."

Su Mian instantly became more curious, "Is this acupoint? It's useful to wrap this."

"The third child has loved to have nosebleeds since he was a child, and this trick my old lady has always used."

Su Mian's eyes were red, and her face was full of admiration for the old lady, "Your mother is so awesome!"

Zhong Nanqin let go of her hand, raised her eyes to look at her, the corners of her lips slowly curled up, and she smiled meaningfully, "Why did you suddenly have a nosebleed?"

Su Mian's eyes flashed and her little face turned red.

She stammered and lied casually, "I... I guess the weather in autumn is too dry, so I'll be careful..."

Zhong Nanqin stared at her blushing face with her eyes down, and the curve of the corners of her lips became even bigger, "Dry? Why didn't I feel it?"

"That's because," Su Mian lowered her little head and didn't dare to look at him, "You're going to take it."

"Ha," Zhong Nanqin couldn't help laughing. He leaned over, his lips pressed against her ears, and his voice was close to his ears, "Teacher Su, you are getting more and more inappropriate."

Su Mian suddenly looked up, feeling a little angry, "Who... who is not serious? You are not serious!"

"I'm not serious, you're not serious. Didn't you just happen to be born with a couple?"

Su Mian looked at him with a joke on her face, and was so angry that she raised her foot and kicked him in the calf. Then, she covered the towel and rushed out of the bathroom.

Behind him, Zhong Nanqin's low laughter came, extremely happy.

Su Mian became more and more bored.

This stinky man, even if he feels good, he dares to laugh at her!

snort!

Next time she will never pity him.

Zhong Nanqin followed Su Mian out of the bathroom and watched her sitting on the sofa angrily.

Walking over, he sat down next to her.

He looked at her sideways and said, "Try taking the towel off."

Su Mian did as he said, and took off the towel.

After waiting for a few seconds, the nosebleed had no intention of flowing again. Su Mian looked at Zhong Nanqin with admiration, "It really works."

"Um."

He reached out to grab her left hand, and his slender fingers untie the cotton thread wrapped around it, "I'm off work, what do I want to eat later?"

Su Mian raised her eyes and asked him, "Don't you go home?"

"I have called Aunt Guo. We won't go home to eat anymore. I'll take you out for a meal."

"Where is Yibai?"

"I'm back to the old house."

Su Mian thought about it and hadn't eaten hot pot for a long time since he moved to the imperial garden.

When I lived with Yu Miao in the past, two people would go out to eat skewers and eat hot pot every few days, and their lives were very heavy.

Since I moved into the Royal Garden to live with Zhong Nanqin, because his taste is light, she has also become lighter with it.

But she still misses hot pot kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab kebab keba

So, she tried to suggest, "Is it okay to go and have hot pot?"

Unexpectedly, Zhong Nanqin agreed without hesitation, "Okay."

......

Zhong Nanqin drove the car and took Su Mian to an alley.

Su Mian is familiar with this alley, called Mingtai Lane, which is the oldest street in Beicheng. The houses on both sides of the street still retain the style of the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.

Those who can open a shop in this alley have backgrounds.

The alley is too narrow for cars to enter.

A parking lot was built outside. After Zhong Nanqin parked the car in, he led Su Mian to walk deep into the alley.

As I walked along the way and was about to reach the end of the alley, Zhong Nanqin stopped.

Taking advantage of the big red lantern at the door, Su Mian looked up at the house in front of her. The red door plaque was filled with six words in black: a mouthful of meat and a pot of wine.

Su Mian couldn't help but pursed her lips and thought that the boss was quite unique.

Zhong Nanqin took her foot and walked in. As soon as he entered the yard, someone came up to him.

When the man saw that it was Zhong Nanqin, he immediately smiled and said hello, "Mr. Zhong hasn't been here for a long time. My boss told me that you came the day before yesterday."

Zhong Nanqin curled his lips, "Where is your boss?"

"It's a coincidence that the boss just left the house in the afternoon and she said she would come back tonight."

Zhong Nanqin nodded, "Well, is there any room?"

"Yes, do you want the original room?"

"Um."

"Okay, please follow me, you two."

The man walked in front to lead the way, and Su Mian was led by Zhong Nanqin.

She looked at the person in front of her and suddenly felt the illusion of traveling to the past.

Coarse cloth jacket, wide-leg pants, black cloth shoes, and a sprint hat on the toe...

It is exactly the same as the dressing of the runners in the Qing Palace Drama Restaurant, and everything along the way is filled with a bit of ancient charm, Su Mian has the illusion of clear clothes.

Walking through a winding corridor, Zhong Nanqin led her to stop in front of a door.

The one who ran the hall said to them, "You two, go in first, I'll make a pot of tea to bring you here."

Zhong Nanqin smiled and nodded, "Okay, please."

"You are kind."

The one who ran away from the hall turned around and left, Zhong Nanqin led Su Mian into the private room.

The private room is not big and is decorated in antique style. The dining table is a rectangular mahogany table. The wooden table has a unique structure and Su Mian can't understand it.

The chair is a rattan chair with a seat cushion on it.

The patterns on the mat were actually hand-embroidered.

The table is placed next to the window, with the window half open, and the view outside is completely visible.

Zhong Nanqin pulled the chair for Su Mian, and Su Mian sat over, then stretched out his head to see the view outside the window.

The season of October is the season when osmanthus flowers bloom.

Outside the window is a large yard with osmanthus trees planted in the yard. The rich fragrance of osmanthus comes in with the wind, making people feel refreshed.

It just so happens that the best thing about Su Mian is the fragrance of osmanthus.

She took a few deep sucks and was satisfied.

Zhong Nanqin sat opposite her, looked up at her greedy look, and couldn't help but say, "I like it?"

"Yeah, I like it very much," Su Mian sat back and looked at him with a smile. "I like the fragrance of osmanthus the most. It would be perfect if there was an osmanthus tree in our yard."

Zhong Nanqin curled the corners of his lips and said nothing.

Paotang knocked on the door and walked in, holding a teapot in his hand.

He first poured a cup of tea for Zhong Nanqin and Su Mian, and then placed the teapot aside.

He took out the menu and handed it to Su Mian.

Su Mian reached out to take it and opened the menu. She found that this menu was different from the menus in other hot pot restaurants, and she couldn't understand it.

So, he looked up at Zhong Nanqin as if he was looking for help.

Zhong Nanqin glanced at her, reached out to take the menu from her, and asked her, "What do you want to eat?"

Su Mian simply replied to him, "Flesh!"

Zhong Nanqin curled the corners of his lips, "Do you want beef?"
To be continued...