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Chapter 11 (2): She doesn't want to die

They came to a tea house with a unique environment nearby and overlooking the village.

Huang Chenling chose a seat near the terrace and sat down, and several guards naturally sat at the table next to him. Only Yan Ruocheng was struggling with where to sit.

If she wanted to sit far away by herself, she had to sit at the same table with him.

"Why are you still standing? Come and sit down!" Huang Chenling saw that she was still looking around blankly. She was a conspicuous person. If she didn't sit still, she would cause everyone around her to look here.

, it was so eye-catching that he couldn't help but give an order.

"Okay, okay." Yan Ruocheng felt happy and felt that he had finally given the order.

She sat down carefully, trying her best to maintain her posture. However, Huang Chenling felt that she was deliberately being pretentious and said in a hoarse voice: "No one will notice you no matter how you sit. You don't have to be so pretentious, it will make people feel disgusting."

What Yan Ruocheng didn't care about was that he deliberately belittled her every time. This time she wanted to fight back and asked deliberately: "So, Second Prince, do you feel disgusted too?"

"That's no need to ask." Huang Chenling replied casually.

"If you feel sick, do you still have the appetite to eat pastries?" Yan Ruozhen asked him desperately.

"If you don't shut up, I'll drive you to the farthest corner to sit alone." Huang Chenling glanced at her and saw that she was teasing him, so he threatened her a little.

"I wonder what's delicious? The waiter will take the order!" She stopped immediately and immediately changed the subject and called the waiter.

The waiter came over to introduce the specialty pastries in the store. Huang Chenling ordered all of them, including the ones with higher basic prices, while Yan Ruocheng only ordered some of the cheapest tea snacks in embarrassment. Afterwards, Huang Chenling said to the waiter:

"Don't worry about what she ordered."

"Second Prince, are you willing to treat me to food like this?" Yan Ruocheng asked knowingly.

"I'm asking you knowingly." Huang Chenling tasted the tea and said.

"Thank you. Have another drink." She smiled and poured him tea in thanks.

For a moment, not far away from them, someone could faintly be heard discussing matters at the village chief's home.

"Hey, I heard that the village chief's son plans to marry a bride."

"Whose girl is so unlucky?"

"I heard that she is a girl from the wizard clan on the mountain. Her son's strange disease is that only a witch can cure him."

"Really? There are no wizards in the world, they must all be swindlers."

"Then if this girl goes in, I'm afraid she can only go in but not come out."

Yan Ruozhen thought their conversation was interesting, so he walked past without knowing it, and asked: "Actually, what kind of disease does the village chief's son have? Is he crazy? How come he can't come out even though he goes in?"

The two looked at each other and immediately changed their tune and said: "Girl, we don't know what you are talking about, we don't know anything."

She walked back boredly, and Huang Chenling said to her teasingly: "You are like a fool, asking directly about Biji, who would be stupid enough to tell you."

"If I don't go and ask, how would I know to be so avoidant? However, we will go to the village chief later. Second Prince, just pretend you don't know anything for the time being, so as not to cause the village chief to become suspicious and be detrimental to us." Yan Ruocheng

suggested.

"Okay." Huang Chenling agreed with her proposal.

Then, the waiter brought all the pastries to the table. It seemed that he had ordered a lot. The table was filled with all kinds of pastries, which looked delicious and mouth-watering.

Huang Chenling used her chopsticks first, picked up a piece of lotus seed cake, put it into her mouth, and tasted it thoughtfully. Yan Ruocheng followed suit and tasted it. The taste was bitter and sweet, and the fragrance lingered on her teeth and cheeks.

He watched her eating with gusto, picked up another piece of spicy pastry, put it in her bowl, and said, "Try this, it's better than the one before."

Yan Ruocheng was a little flattered. He actually gave it to her automatically. She put it directly into her mouth without thinking, and ate it in big gulps. Then, an unusually exciting and hot feeling touched her throat, making her

She couldn't help but vomited it out.

The crumbs of the imported cakes just now were spat out one by one on Huang Chenling's handsome face. Yan Ruocheng's face turned red from the heat. She hurriedly picked up the kettle and drank a lot of water to relieve the heat, but when she saw Huang Chenling

Chen Ling's face was full of pastry crumbs, and she almost spit out water.

"Ah, I didn't mean it. I, I, wipe it clean first." She was so frightened that she hurriedly searched for a silk scarf to wipe his face.

After searching for a long time, she found that her silk scarf had been forgotten on the stool in the herb collector's hut. Huang Chenling didn't say anything, just pulled her sleeve to wipe her face, and Yan Ruocheng watched intently.

His face was getting redder and redder.

He wiped it clean, pulled her arm hard with one hand, and pressed her head down with the other hand, making her face fall towards a plate of pastries, which exploded under the pressure.

Before Yan Ruozhen had time to think about why he wasn't angry, he was already being physically punished by him.

Only then did Huang Chenling let go of her hand with satisfaction, and the people around her were stunned.

After leaving the tea house, we headed towards the village chief's home.

"I just sprayed a little bit of pastry, but my whole face was covered with oil. The whole mask was so oily and pinched." Her mask had to be taken off because it was all oily and pinched. She followed behind and didn't dare to get close.

he.

Huang Chenling had always been a bit of a germaphobe. After she sprayed him with cakes, the little favor he had for her disappeared in an instant, and he ordered her to keep a meter away from him.


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