The candlelight is dim.

Ye Ling's eyes moved down and saw Nangong Heng's strong and beautiful eight-pack abs appearing in front of him again. Nangong Heng's hand was already on his belt...

"Stop!" Ye Ling's fair face was dyed with a faint red pink. She suddenly closed her eyes, turned her back to Nangong Heng, and said unhappily, "Damn it! Put on her clothes quickly! You are so exposing!"

"Xiao Yezi, aren't you going to give me an injection? It's more convenient to take off your clothes!" A hint of joking passed through Nangong Heng's eyes.

He has all experience. If you want to tease Ye Ling, it’s very simple. Take off your clothes! Every time Xiao Ye Zi sees his body, he will be shy, and his little face is so red that he looks so cute!

"Brother Ghost, can you stop making trouble?" Ye Ling said helplessly. He asked her to apply needles to a naked man? Haha, it's so perverted to think about it!

"Xiao Yezi, either I took off my clothes and asked you to thorn, or forget it. What do you think?" Nangong Hengyu smiled.

"That's it!" Ye Ling snorted lightly. Threat her? It's useless!

Nangong Heng felt a little disappointed. Xiao Yezi refused to compromise, so he could only compromise. So he put the clothes he took off one by one.

"Xiao Yezi, I'm ready to wear it. You can turn around!" Nangong Heng sat down next to the table.

Ye Ling turned around, put on her shoes and socks and got out of the bed, and walked over.

"Brother Ghost, are you hungry?" Ye Ling asked Nangong Heng on his own initiative.

Nangong Heng nodded repeatedly: "I'm almost starving! I haven't had a good hot meal since I left the valley." He rushed to Ye Ling's side as early as possible, so he was very hard-working!

"I'll make delicious food for you, do you want me to get an injection?" Ye Ling discussed with Nangong Heng. He was just a fearless person who dared to let her practice. He should not miss it.

"Okay!" Nangong Heng's eyes were filled with smiles. Even if Ye Ling did nothing, she could prick her at will.

"I promised to invite you to have milk tea when I meet next time, let's go!" Ye Ling got up and walked towards the door.

"Where to go?" Nangong Heng followed.

"Milk." Ye Ling said.

Two cows were raised in a corner of the garden, and a simple cowshed was built only during the day in Seven Stars.

Ye Ling carried the lantern, and Nangong Heng carried the wooden barrel and walked towards the garden together.

"Xiao Yezi, do you have to milk yourself?" Nangong Heng asked.

"Yeah." Ye Ling nodded, "I will."

"Let me teach me later." Nangong Heng said casually, but in fact he had no idea about milking.

"Okay." Ye Ling felt that there was no problem.

Red lanterns hang on the trees beside them, emitting a hazy light.

The big cow who was lying down to rest did not expect to be pulled up to work overtime in the middle of the night. His tail was shook, and Nangong Heng grabbed it and tied it up...

"Brother Ghost, come here, I'll teach you."

"Hey! Here comes! Xiao Yezi, how do you do this?"

"Pinch this and squeeze it."

...

"Xiao Yezi, I won't!"

"Aren't I teaching you? How can I milk it if you don't even touch it?"

"...Little Yezi, that's the one from the cow...I don't want to touch it!"

"What's wrong with this? Brother Ghost, aren't you shy?"

"Xiao Yezi, what are you talking about? I don't know anything anyway! I won't learn either! Thank you for your hard work! I'll wait for you next to you!"

"Forget it! Go there!"

...

Nangong Heng stood beside him, listening to Ye Ling's milking sound, he felt a little embarrassed.

"Brother Ghost, I'm leaving!" Ye Ling squeezed the milk and drove the cow back to the shed, picked up the wooden barrel, and called Nangong Heng.

"Oh!" Nangong Heng came back to his senses and hurriedly followed.

The cow's tail was still knotted, and he mooed twice, no one cared about it...

Xiuzhuxuan kitchen.

Nangong Heng sat on a low stool, added a piece of firewood to the stove, poked it with a fire stick, and the flames rose. He remembered Ye Ling said that the fire should be hollow.

The milk tea in the small pot made a gurgling sound, the hot air was filled with a hint of fragrance.

Ye Ling was making noodles for Nangong Heng, with a little flour on her face.

"Little Leaf."

Suddenly, when he heard Nangong Heng call her, Ye Ling, who was cutting noodles, subconsciously turned around.

Nangong Heng stood behind Ye Ling, reached out to wipe off the flour from Ye Ling's cheek. The touch was so good, like white jade, smooth and tender. He poked it lightly again by chance.

Everything happened very quickly.

Nangong Heng had a premeditation, Ye Ling was not prepared, and was suddenly "improved" and shook his hand and the kitchen knife fell to the ground...

"Hiss!" Nangong Heng was looking at Ye Ling with affection, and one foot was smashed by a kitchen knife!

Fortunately, the knife was facing down, otherwise his feet would be ruined! Even so, it would be really painful!

Ye Ling pushed Nangong Heng away, picked up the kitchen knife, and snorted: "I deserve it! Go to burn the fire! If you dare to touch me, I will buy it!"

Nangong Heng asked weakly: "Xiao Yezi, I'm injured, don't you know that you feel sorry for me?"

"If you ask me to cut a knife, I feel sorry for you. Do you want it?" Ye Ling waved the kitchen knife at Nangong Heng, pretending to be fierce.

Nangong Heng sat back silently to burn the fire. The little leaves are small pepper leaves! It doesn’t matter, he likes spicy food! No matter how spicy you are!

The milk tea was out of the pot and there was no tea cup in the kitchen, so Ye Ling scooped a bowl for Nangong Heng.

"Brother Ghost, do you add sugar?" Ye Ling asked Nangong Heng.

"I don't know." Nangong Heng had never drunk milk tea and didn't understand.

"Drink the original flavor first. Boil it, let it cool down." Ye Ling put the bowl in front of Nangong Heng.

Nangong Heng smelled it, it smelled fragrant.

After a while, Nangong Heng picked it up, blew it, and tasted it.

There is no fishy smell, and the milky aroma neutralizes the bitterness of the tea. The tea aroma makes the milky taste fresh and blends perfectly, and the fragrance is strong and not greasy.

Ye Ling finished making the noodles and saw that the milk tea in the small pot had already reached the bottom.

Nangong Heng wiped his mouth and said, "It's really delicious!" This was made by Xiao Yezi for him, and he drank all of them, not giving others any leftovers!

"I originally wanted to taste it." Ye Ling said quietly.

Nangong Heng coughed lightly: "Xiao Yezi, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Okay! Eat noodles!" Ye Ling handed the prepared shredded green vegetables and pork noodles to Nangong Heng.

Nangong Heng asked with a smile: "Eat together?"

Ye Ling shook her head: "I'm not hungry."

Nangong Heng sat on a stool and ate noodles, while Ye Ling sat on the kitchen threshold and looked at the stars, just as before.

"Xiao Yezi, have you forgotten something?" Nangong Heng asked.

"Hmm?" Ye Ling was puzzled.

"Report to me quickly. Which stinky men have been beaten away recently?" Nangong Heng ate the noodles and took a stern look.

Ye Ling was speechless: "No."

"It's impossible not to have it. Xiao Yezi, you have to tell the truth!" Nangong Heng didn't believe that no one would pursue Xiao Yezi, who is so beautiful, cute and powerful.

"I have to count, just one, Yun Xiu." Ye Ling said.

Nangong Heng frowned: "Is that brat in his brain sick? He doesn't even look at how much he has? Where did he get the confidence to pursue you?"

Nangong Heng was actually not familiar with Yun Xiu. In the year when he was Yun Yao's substitute, he had been leading troops to fight for most of the year. After returning to Chujing, he became "ill" and then pretended to die as planned.

Unexpectedly, Yun Xiu actually had an idea about Ye Ling and deserved a beating!

"He is already ruined." Ye Ling briefly told Nangong Heng about the incredible and destructive incident that happened between Yun Xiu and her.

After hearing this, Nangong Heng frowned: "Yun Xiu's brain is really sick!" What kind of stupid behavior is it to cut off one arm?

"If I want to kill Yun Xiu, will you stop it?" Ye Ling turned around and asked Nangong Heng. She would know Nangong Heng, provided that Nangong Heng is Yun Yao's friend.

"You won't do this." Nangong Heng shook his head.

"What about hypothesis?" Ye Ling asked.

Nangong Heng thought for a while and said, "Yes. He is Yun Yao's younger brother. If possible, let him live! You did a good job this time, making him lose his memory and his mind is empty, so you won't go crazy."

Ye Ling was not surprised by Nangong Heng's answer. She was just curious: "Xiao Fengfeng said, you and Yun Yao have known each other since childhood. But you are so far away, how did you meet?"

Nangong Heng drank a bowl of noodles, put down his chopsticks, walked over, grabbed Ye Ling's arm, took her up, and sat down on the roof of Wuhua Pavilion in the garden.
To be continued...