The Philosophy of Ginger Tea
Just as Tang Si was reeling from the shock, Mo Ruo also turned to look at her.
Haha.
"What are you looking at? Is it that strange? Your fish is on the ground. "
She snapped out of her daze and immediately picked up the stick on the ground. She swallowed hard and looked at the calm Mo Ruo with trembling cheeks.
"The two of them … what's going on?"
"What, what's going on?"
"Didn't you see? Their hands … their hands, they're holding each other's hands. "Tang Si's face scrunched up.
Mo Ruo glared at her and said, "So what if I saw it? Is it strange? "
"Of course it's strange. Two grown men holding each other's hands, don't you think it's strange?" She was unusually agitated. She lowered her voice and narrowed her eyes, "Tell me the truth, are they …" gay?
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mo Ruo reprimanded her softly, "I say, what's in your head all day? It's so messy."
Tang Si was indignant.
She lifted her chin and suddenly grasped Mo Ruo's hand.
She suddenly grasped Mo Ruo's hand and said, "It's not possible for a man to do this with another man, but it's possible for us to do this."
She didn't know if she was out of her mind to make such a move, but she probably wanted to use her actions to express her intentions.
But —
Mo Ruo stared blankly at the hand holding his for a moment.
It was as if he had experienced this scene before.
A few years ago, Kong Yu had also held his hand like this and said to him, "Mo Ruo, I'm going to the mountains with my mother to become a vegetarian. I might not be back for many years. Take good care of yourself. Drinking is bad for your health, so drink less. When I'm not around, help me look after Ah Rong. I'll go to the nunnery and pray for you."
Memories flooded his mind as Kong Yu's voice rang in his ears again and again.
He followed the hand and his gaze slowly fell on Tang Si's face.
He had said that this woman bore some resemblance to Kong Yu. He stared at her in a daze, even though he knew in his heart that this woman wasn't Kong Yu.
But every time he looked at her like this, his heart would inexplicably calm down. That feeling was very comfortable.
Tang Si was at a loss for what to do when he looked at her. That gaze, that expression, it made her feel like her internal organs were in a mess.
She immediately shyly removed her hand from his and held onto the wooden stick. As she roasted the fish, she smiled sweetly. "You … Why are you looking at me like that?"
Mo Ruo suddenly reacted. He was a little flustered, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.
"That … it's nothing, I'm just looking around."
"Oh."
Tang Si smiled like a flower.
For the first time, Mo Ruo's heart leapt to his throat. He began to feel anxious and hurriedly picked up a jug of wine and took a sip.
Calm down!
He thought to himself, "Could it be that I've really fallen for that stinky girl …?
Pui pui pui, impossible.
Absolutely impossible.
"Kacha … Boom …"
A bolt of lightning struck down along with the sound of thunder.
It looks like it's going to rain?
The four of them simultaneously looked up at the sky. The ink-black sky was clearly bright with stars. How could there be thunder out of nowhere?
In the blink of an eye, suddenly — —
The pitter-patter of rain began to fall.
"Ah!" Tang Si screamed. She threw away the unroasted fish in her hand and hurriedly got up to cover her head.
Mo Ruo grabbed her hand and ran towards the carriage.
At that moment, Tang Si was stunned. She let him pull her all the way to the carriage.
Behind them, Jing Rong also pulled Ji Yunshu up.
"What kind of damned weather is this? It's raining just like that." Tang Si complained while wiping the rainwater off her face.
"It's called a thunderstorm. It'll be over in a while."
"Thunderstorm? What's a thunderstorm? "
"It's …" She shrugged, not knowing how to explain. After all, she wasn't a meteorologist. Her body was originally weak, so she caught a cold as soon as she got drenched in the rain.
"Cough, cough …"
Jing Rong did not say anything else. He immediately took off his jacket and draped it over her. He hugged her tightly in his arms.
He didn't care about Tang Si's eyeballs that were about to pop out.
'Look, I'll let you stare to your heart's content.'
Ji Yunshu did not avoid his embrace. She coughed and snuggled deeper into his embrace.
In short, it was a public display of affection.
Tang Si's jaw dropped to the ground. She thought to herself, 'If two grown men can be so lovey-dovey, why doesn't the other guy show any expression towards me? Isn't the contrast too obvious? '
Naturally, the other guy was referring to Mo Ruo.
She also pretended to cough a few times, but the other guy was still indifferent.
In a fit of anger, she raised her leg and kicked Mo Ruo's knee.
"Ah!"
A blood-curdling scream came from the carriage.
Sooner or later, Mo Ruo's knee would be broken by her kick.
After returning to the residence, she brewed a pot of ginger tea.
The very sensible Shi Ziran deliberately brought four bowls of ginger tea from the kitchen. He brought two bowls to his prince and the other two to Mo Ruo.
Jing Rong understood his intention. He drank one bowl and brought the other to Ji Yunshu.
However, after Mo Ruo finished one bowl, he pushed the other bowl to the side. "I can't drink two bowls."
Shi Ziran almost fainted on the spot. "Who said that the other bowl is for you?"
"If it's not for me, why did you put it in front of me?"
"It's for you to bring it to Miss Tang."
Idiot!
A lovey-dovey idiot!
Mo Ruo smacked his lips. "What … what does it have to do with me?"
"Oh, since it has nothing to do with you, I'll have someone bring this bowl of ginger tea over."
"Wait."
"What?" Shi Ziran revealed an evil smile.
Mo Ruo said, "I'll go myself." He picked up the bowl of ginger tea, not forgetting to mock him. "You're just as annoying as your prince."
Even though he said that, he still shamelessly brought the other bowl of ginger tea to Tang Si.
Haha.
This was the first time Shi Ziran laughed so loudly.
He thought to himself, 'Men are like this. No matter how aloof they are, once they meet a woman, they're like a carp that turns into a dragon.'
Inside Ji Yunshu's room.
She had just changed out of a clean set of clothes, and her hair was still damp.
Jing Rong entered and placed the ginger tea in her hands.
"Drink it quickly, don't catch a cold."
She obediently listened to him.
She drank more than half of it.
"It's already so late. You should rest early."
"Are you chasing this prince away?"
"No, it's just that …"
"That's good. This prince will sit for a while longer."
His domineering eyes looked at Ji Yunshu's fair and rosy cheeks. Her exquisite facial features, slightly curved almond-shaped eyebrows, and delicate crimson lips …
So beautiful!
The room was very quiet. The flickering candlelight dragged the two figures together.
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