"Wait, I still have a dish to serve." Jun Zilin struggled to go down.

And Zhou Shen was in a tug-of-war with her, and he had no intention of letting go at all.

"Aifei, Chef Yan has already brought all the dishes, how can there be any dishes, don't lie to me." Zhou Shen shook his head, smiling very reliably, insisting on not being fooled.

Jun Zilin stretched out her hand to pat him and said hurriedly, "It's another dish I added, you don't believe it, you don't believe it!" ”

Seeing that she was really anxious, Zhou Yan had to reluctantly let go of her, and said unwillingly, "I just want to hug you for a while, this can't ......"

"I'll rest later, so you can hug enough. Now let's go get the groceries first! Jun Zilin said, and walked outside.

Hearing this, although Zhou Yan's face was colorless, his heart was relieved.

I am looking forward to it, and I will rest after a while, and I will hold the feeling of holding my concubine in my arms.

At this moment, I saw that only I was the only one left in the house, and the concubine disappeared in the blink of an eye like a rabbit that had escaped.

After waiting in the house for a pillar of incense, the dishes on the table were cold.

Zhou Yan couldn't help it, so he got up and walked outside on the spot, he wanted to see what Concubine Ai was doing, and whether she really went to the kitchen.

Just as he thought so, he saw the direction of the kitchen, and a delicate figure appeared.

Seeing this, Zhou Ember stopped walking, and Concubine Ai was holding a porcelain cup in her arms, and she was hurrying towards this side.

"Where did the next person go, to let Concubine Ai do such a thing?" Zhou Yan's voice sank, obviously showing displeasure.

When the guards below heard this, they immediately appeared to take the hot porcelain from the princess's hand.

But Jun Zilin hugged it in her arms, shook her head and insisted: "No need, this is fried ginseng soup, for the prince, I made it myself, it's up to me, hurry up and get out of the way, this thing is too hot!" ”

The soup she made for him herself?

The two of them hurried to the dining room one after the other.

Jun Zilin put the soup cup on the table, and just as she pulled out her hand, she was snatched away by Zhou Yan.

She was startled, and saw Zhou Yan snatch her hand, and sighed distressedly, "It's hot, it's not that there is no one to do, you don't have to do it yourself." ”

"They didn't know you were coming back today, and they didn't make tonic soup. It just so happens that I have some ginseng here, and you drink it after making it, these days, look at your skinny! ”

Jun Zilin withdrew her hand, stroked the man's thin face, and said with a slight reproach, "Is there something that can't be solved, do you want me to help?" ”

"It's not good to carry it alone, why don't you let me help you!"

She comforted softly, but Zhou Yan sat down, scooped out a spoonful of soup herself, tasted it, and raised her eyes to look at Concubine Ai with appreciation, "It's delicious!" ”

Jun Zilin sighed softly, this man is really good at changing the topic.

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't want to say it, she doesn't interfere, anyway, the affairs at hand are enough for her to keep herself busy for a while.

The husband and wife sat down to eat.

Zhou Yan didn't talk much, and ate quietly. Jun Zilin sat beside him, and from time to time handed the dishes to his bowl to watch him eat more.

"It's almost time to rest, and it's uncomfortable to eat so much." After Zhou Yan ate a bowl of rice, he didn't want to eat anymore.

Jun Zilin leaned forward a little, and once again sandwiched a piece of mushroom vegetables for her husband, because she said, "You can't eat well outside, and you have to go on a diet again when you come back, how can this body stand it?" It's a big deal, rest later, and after eating, go out for a walk, and rest when you come back, okay? ”

"In this way, I will listen to my concubine."

Obviously, Zhou Shen didn't eat enough, he touched his stomach and looked at the vegetables and meat in his bowl with some salivation. In the past two days, he has indeed not eaten a warm and full meal.

Even if you have the dignity of a prince, you may not always have such dignity anytime and anywhere, and you may even be able to fill your stomach. After all, he has official duties on his side.

Under Jun Zilin's persuasion, Zhou Yan ate three bowls of rice, swept away the three dishes on the table, and a cup of ginseng soup.

Jun Zilin ate a small half bowl, she had such a amount of food, after all, she didn't usually exercise, so she had nothing to consume.

It's just that Zhou Yan coaxed him to say a bowl more.

Now her stomach is also bulging, and she really needs to eliminate her food.

It's just that the food on the table was eaten up by the couple, and Jun Zilin's cheeks were a little crimson, and she was very embarrassed. This has never been the case. It was as if they had been starved for months, and if they were seen by their subordinates, they would have laughed at them.

Later, when the dishes are cleaned up, Jun Zilin herself gets up with Fluttershy and asks Fluttershy to clean it, so that Chef Yan can't see it.

Fluttershy understands what she means, and after sneaking a sneak look at her uncle, she covers her lips and smiles, and then retreats.

"Aifei, go for a 'walk'?"

Zhou Yan learned Jun Zilin's tone and looked at her obliquely.

"Okay."

Jun Zilin hooked the corner of his eye, stepped forward to hug his arm, and the two went to the garden.

The garden of the Yulin Mansion is not big, at least it can't be compared to the Xue family.

With the death of Cao Yu, the mansions of the Xue family also fell into the Cao family's property one after another.

Walking under the mottled trees illuminated by the moonlight, Zhou Shen was still thinking about the Xue family's mansion, which was indeed much bigger than his current mansion.

Take a walk, and it will take half an hour to walk around.

But right now, this garden can be completed with a cup of tea.

After that, it's endless repetition and repetition.

"Going out for a walk?"

Jun Zilin stood in front of the four mulberry trees, hidden under the moonlight, and looked at the man not far away.

"Okay."

Zhou Ember had to nod, and the couple left the house one after the other and walked onto the wide and empty street.

This Lingzhou is different from the imperial capital, it is night, although there is a night market, but the people are withering.

Back and forth, there are only a handful of people you bump into.

And this number is also in the streets where the day is thriving, and not in other streets.

The husband and wife left the house, turned a small alley, and arrived at the avenue behind the house, where they took them away and walked for a walk.

Looking at the end of the avenue from here, there is not even a ghost.

"It's quiet!"

Jun Zilin took a breath, feeling that she could even hear this clearly.

"The moon is full tonight." King Jin glanced at the sky, and his expression revealed a ray of pleasant light.

Jun Zilin coldly reached out to touch his belly, but before she could touch it, she was caught by the man, as if she was surprised by her abrupt behavior, "Let's see if you can hold on?" Touch? The princess smiled, and her face was very mischievous.

"Oh."

Seeing her so persistent, Zhou Yan felt a little shy. Because although the two are close enough, it is the first time that they are walking hand in hand under the moon like now, and even being touched by her belly. King Jin felt very uncomfortable, but when her little hand landed on his abdomen, the feeling of groping added some indescribable wonder.

It seems that just this small action seems to represent two people, the most intimate relationship.

In my impression, King Jin has never let anyone touch his belly like this.

And—

Before his thoughts were finished, he listened to the chatter of the concubine beside him, and suggested mischievously and playfully, "Well, will I sleep on your stomach at night?" ”

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