Yu Wu

Chapter 136 Ning Years

The small kitchen of Xihe Mansion is open-air, and it is repaired in a side courtyard. In the courtyard, an old banyan tree is lush and green, opening up clouds of blue smoke, covering the entire courtyard.

There was no one else in the courtyard, and when Gu Mang entered, he saw Mo Xi with his back turned to him, busy in front of the platform.This man doesn't know how to cook, but he seems to think that getting a few more cookbooks will give him some psychological relief, so there are stacks of books such as "Huaiyang Taste Collection" and "Bashu Food Records" on the table.

At this moment, he didn't know what kind of cookbook he was holding on to, and he was frowning at it, while unconsciously bending his knuckles and tapping on the table top.

Seeing this, Gu Mang couldn't help laughing.His little junior has a habit of knocking on the things around him with his fingers whenever he encounters any difficult things. However, the last time he saw Mo Xi reacting with such anxiety was in front of the battle between the two armies, but he did not expect that One meal can embarrass Mr. Xihe like this.

"Two taels of cassava flour, one level spoon of salt... Remove the shells of the shrimps and wrap them in flour..."

Mo Xi took out a prawn from the pan with one hand. The prawn was already processed by the fisherman. He only had to remove the hard shell from the tail according to the recipe, dipped in tapioca flour and deep-fried it in a frying pan. .

But here lies the problem: Mo Xi doesn't know how to remove the shell.

He read the recipe many times back and forth, and made sure that it didn't teach him, so his eyebrows frowned even deeper.After a while, a faint red light gathered at his fingertips, releasing some spiritual power, and he pressed his two fingers together.There was only a crisp clicking sound, and that poor shrimp girl couldn't bear Xi Hejun's high opinion, and was crushed into powder in an instant.

Mo Xi seemed to be stunned, his eyes widened suddenly, he looked like a civet cat whose nose was pinched by the prey when it was hunting for the first time.

"...What are you doing?" He murmured after a while, "I haven't cast the spell yet..."

Gu Mang couldn't hold it back any longer, and leaned against the courtyard door behind him, laughing loudly, "You hahaha—how can you treat a poor shrimp with the disarming technique?"

Mo Xi turned his head, a trace of embarrassment flashed across that handsome face: "Why are you back? It's so early."

Gu Mang jumped over in three steps at a time, and with a smile, he wrapped his arms around Mo Xijin's thin waist from behind, and rubbed his broad back: "I miss you, let's watch the pretty beauties fight the fat-headed shrimp."

Mo Xi was even more embarrassed, the sun was shining on his face through the branches, his ears were soft and red, and he explained calmly.

"I have nothing to do today, and I happened to see a fisherman passing by the house carrying fresh fish and shrimps. I didn't intend to buy them." I struggled a little, but found that Gu Mang was hugging him very tightly, so he turned his face sideways. Said, "Let go."

Gu Mang didn't let go, but instead teased him: "Speaking of which, I've always wanted to tell you something."

"……what?"

Gu Mang hugged his waist, raised his head and smiled, "Your legs are so long."

Mo Xi: "..."

"The waist is still very thin...the shoulders are broad." Gu Mang sighed, "A person like you will definitely be the number one in Luomei Bieyuan."

Mo Xi was annoyed and funny at the same time, his ear was still full of the glow, but he was stupid and didn't know what to say to deal with it. After a long time, he repeated those two words unchanged: "Let go."

Gu Mang circled him again, pestered him for a while, and finally forced Mo Xi to stretch out his hand covered with tapioca flour to wipe his face, and then he jumped away with a smile.

He dragged a chair and sat upside down with his elbows resting on the back of the chair.

The yard is very quiet, the smell of potato rice stewed under the wooden lid is wafting, and the free-range chickens are pacing in the grass next to them, pecking at insects and ants.

Gu Mang knew that Mo Xi had a lot on his mind. Ever since he told each other, the worry in Mo Xi's eyes became more and more serious day by day. He was worried that Gu Mang's memory would disappear soon, and that Gu Mang's reputation would not be washed away. Worried that the dark evil spirit in Gu Mang's body would become more and more uncontrollable...

With so many unresolved sharp knives in his heart, Mo Xi couldn't relax.He has just had his lover, but they are already besieged on all sides, walking on thin ice.

Gu Mang is the one who is about to forget, and Mo Xi is the one who will always remember.

And never remembering is much more painful than forgetting.

Gu Mang didn't know what to do with his highness the princess, he didn't know how to coax his junior brother so that his little brother would no longer be so worried about him, and the cloud would not turn.

So he could only tease him as best he could.

In fact, he, Gu Mang, is not really that stinky and shameless, so he can speak sweet words. Like Mo Xi, he had a first love that lasted for 14 years, and he was equally young and inexperienced.But as long as Mo Xi is happier, Gu Mang feels that there is nothing left to say about those extremely proactive words.

Life is so long, if you don't say a lot of things, you may never have another chance.

"Princess, you are so pretty."

"..."

"Really, I couldn't praise you well before. In fact, I always felt that way in my heart."

"..."

"I like you."

"..."

"Glad to see you."

"..."

"It's nice to hold you, too."

"..."

"You're happiest when you can sleep."

Mo Xi put down the bowl of flour and looked back at him in embarrassment and helplessness: "You mean it?"

Gu Mang smiled and leaned on the back of the chair, raised a hand: "I really do."

Mo Xi fell silent. He lowered his head and soaked his hands in the tub. While washing, he suddenly said calmly, "Come here."

"What?"

"Come here and help me roll up my sleeves."

Gu Mang then uttered an ooh, got up from the chair and swayed behind Mo Xi, he leaned his head over to have a look: "Aren't your sleeves in good condition... Ugh!"

Being dragged forward suddenly, Mo Xi knew that he would cry out if he was frightened, so he covered his mouth.

Gu Mang was hugged from behind by him like this, blocking the sound that could come out, and leaned against the edge of the platform.Mo Xi hugged him from behind, his broad and strong chest pressed against his back.

It was summer at this time, and the clothes Mo Xi was wearing were very thin, and the aura that belonged to him came over aggressively, as if engulfing the person in his embrace.Gu Mang seemed to be scalded by him, his blue eyes opened wide, trembling slightly, and when Mo Xi's fingers were lifted up and slowly slid down the throat, Gu Mang only felt that his back was a little bit tight. Numb and stiff.

Mo Xi's legs were really long. Standing behind Gu Mang, he could wrap his senior brother in his arms.His big hands didn't let go, they hugged him more tightly in such a holding posture.

The familiar eagerness and aura made Gu Mang lose his strength in an instant, and his warm breath brushed against Mo Xi's palm.

"Do you feel it?"

"..."

Mo Xi leaned over and bit his earlobe, and said in a deep voice, "Then don't come to recruit me."

Saying that, he let go of Gu Mang.

Gu Mang held his throat and coughed again and again, turned his head to look at Mo Xi, the sullen man already had long eyelashes, and continued to process his tapioca flour and his shrimp.Mo Xi is such a person, he is very tolerant, and he is very clear about what to do and what not to do - he is undoubtedly extremely enthusiastic when he is entangled with Gu Mang, and his passionate desire is undoubtedly about to move, But he knew that Gu Mang's body couldn't bear too much stimulation at this time.

He has always been a very assertive person, and he has his own degree of control over things.As long as he feels that this speed is still not enough, or this speed has been exceeded, then no one can seduce him.

Not even Gu Mang.

Gu Mang had no choice but to sit back on his chair and lie on his stomach to watch Mo Xi busy.He looked at the man's back, the heart that he thought would no longer be pure after suffering, gradually gave birth to gurgling sweet water, bubbling out of the cracked chest cavity.

Of course he knew that he had just recovered and was not suitable for such intense lingering, but he and Mo Xi thought differently. Compared with his own consciousness, Gu Mang actually didn't cherish his body that much.

Anyway, it was already a broken body, and he just wanted to dedicate his flesh and bones to His Highness the Princess while his mind was still clear and he could express his love well.

However, His Highness the Princess didn't accept it.

However, His Royal Highness the Princess cherishes his remnant body haunted by black demons very much.Mo Xi's love is so tense and strong, and Mo Xi's forbearance is so solid and true, this makes Gu Mang can't help but start to have some beautiful fantasies, as if his broken body is still precious and can be saved .

His lover will take him ashore one day, and they will finally be together without any worries, just like they had hoped for when they were teenagers.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, it was already afternoon before Mo Xi finally finished the meal.

A plate of crispy fried prawns, a tail of sweet and sour fish, of course, the only thing he is good at is crispy goose with lychee and fruit wood, and a pot of soup.Gu Mang crouched in front of the stone table, watching Junior Brother Mo bring up these dishes. The rice was stewed in the pot before, and when the wooden lid was lifted, the fragrance of rice and potatoes filled the yard.

"The shrimp is a bit burnt, the sweet and sour fish is a bit sour, and the crispy goose is not as good as yours." Mo Xi said, scooped up two bowls of soup and brought them over. The green leaves were floating in the bowls, There are three round, white and tender fish meatballs in each bowl, "If you don't like it, we can also go out to eat."

"Come on, I've starved to death a long time ago, even if you give me charcoal, I can eat it without changing my face." Gu Mang said, holding up a bamboo chopsticks to hold a fish ball, and scalding the fresh meat with one bite. The thick soup exploded in the mouth, and the whole pill was smooth and tender, "Well, it's delicious! I can't tell you're pretty good."

"...I bought this at the Zhangji Fish Ball Shop in Dongshi."

"……Oh."

"You used to like the fish balls from this restaurant...you may have forgotten."

Gu Mang secretly groaned in his heart. No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't reverse the fact that his memory was gradually weakening and fading away. On a small fish ball.

The flattery wasn't right, but it made Mo Xi feel even heavier. Gu Mang quickly said, "I haven't forgotten, I mean this soup is cooked well, you are amazing."

Mo Xi scooped the plain clear soup in the bowl with a porcelain jade white spoon, without saying a word.

Gu Mang went on to taste a few other dishes. I have to say that Mo Xi really doesn't have much talent for cooking, but because this man cooks very carefully, there are no major mistakes. Although the taste is not very good, it is also delicious. can enter.Gu Mang praised him: "Although this fish is sour, it's good for rice."

"Although this shrimp is burnt, it's crispy."

"This crispy goose is obviously better than mine."

The so-called food may be divided into two types, one is really delicious and impeccable, and the other is like Gu Mang at the moment, because the person in front of him is his sweetheart, so even if the dishes made by his sweetheart are not good in one way or another, he You can find something good to make up for it.

In fact, it is only one sentence after all.

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"Whatever you do is good, I am happy."

Mo Xi was a little embarrassed by his praise, turned his head, coughed lightly, and said, "If you want, I will do it for you every day... you will become more and more proficient."

Gu Mang smiled and said, "Next time I will be with you, and I will teach you. Look at me, look at me, there are two words written on my forehead."

Mo Xi was taken aback for a moment: "What?"

Gu Mangxu nodded his smooth forehead, and said in a serious manner: "Food. Recipe."

Mo Xi lowered his eyelashes and smiled, grabbed the back of Gu Mang's head, and kissed him on the forehead: "Two words are missing."

This time it was Gu Mang's turn to be stunned: "What?"

Mo Xi looked at him tenderly with those deep black eyes, and added in a low voice, "Mine."

Gu Mang's heart beat faster. He stared at those eyes that were still and deep, and shouted to himself, ah, why do all the girls in Chonghua think that His Highness the Princess is incomprehensible?Although his junior brother Mo is very honest, the love words spoken by an honest person seriously are more touching than any flowery sweet words.

After lunch, the two cleaned up the dishes together in the yard.

Mo Xi didn't allow any servants to come in. There was only him and Gu Mang in this side courtyard. There was a big tree, a few poultry, and the cloth, silk, and millet were all simple and simple. All he had been looking for was this kind of life.

When the last bowl was washed, Gu Mang stretched.Mo Xi walked over and hugged him from behind.

"What to do next?" Gu Mang raised his head and pressed it against the side of his neck and asked.

Mo Xi thought about it.

They used to often think about what to do next, for example, the next step is to break out of the camp, the next step is to temper weapons, and the next step is to pack things quickly so that people will not see their relationship.

They are never in a hurry.

But today, when Gu Mang habitually asked him this question, Mo Xi thought for a while, only to feel that nothing is more precious than the tranquility at this moment.

He lowered his head and kissed Gu Mang's hair, and said, "Yes. You have something very important to do."

"what?"

"Stay in the sun with me."