Fan Xian chuckled and didn't argue. He just used the tip of his finger to scratch the palm of his fiancée. Although he was an old virgin who had lived two lives, he was still a member of the new generation who had been nurtured by Takashi Kato. How could Lin Wan'er resist these little tricks? The girl felt a burst of panic and couldn't sit still. Fan Xian moved closer. "Why don't you lean into my arms?"
"Big Brother really has a way." Fan Sizhe refused to get out of the carriage. He thought there were too many mosquitoes in the grass. He looked at the couple by the lake and sighed in admiration. "We've only just met our future sister-in-law, and we can already sit together. If we stay a few more hours, won't we have to consummate our marriage ahead of schedule?"
Fan Ruoruo burst out laughing. Although she knew that her brother would occasionally visit her sister-in-law at night, she didn't know how often Fan Xian and Lin Wan'er met. So when she saw this scene, she was surprised and impressed.
"Come down and help unload the things." Ruoruo patted Fan Sizhe on the head and smiled. "It's not good to let the guards do it."
Fan Sizhe stared at her. "What are the servants for?"
Fan Ruoruo smiled. "They're just maids. They're not as strong as you."
For some reason, seeing Fan Ruoruo's faint smile made Fan Sizhe, the spoiled brat, feel an inexplicable fear. He obediently climbed down from the carriage and began to help the delicate maids unload the things. It was no wonder that Fan Ruoruo wanted his help. Fan Xian had brought a lot of things with him on this trip, and it took the maids and Fan Sizhe half a day to unload them.
Fan Sizhe wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted to the lakeside, "Big Brother! Unload all the things! What are they? "
Fan Xian, who was sitting by the lake, heard the shout and only then did he remember these things. He slapped his forehead and apologised to Wan'er with some embarrassment. He stood up and brushed the grass off his bottom. He walked to the side of the carriage and began to give orders to everyone on how to arrange things.
After settling down in the capital, his grandmother had sent over all the belongings he had left behind in Danzhou, so they were all put to use today. There were three hand-made tents, an iron barbecue grill, a few pieces of iron mesh, a bag of pepper and cumin, some salt, some bamboo sticks, some eggs, a few freshwater fish, a big pile of radish and tofu, and a bag of fine charcoal. In short, it was a complete barbecue grill.
A maid pointed at the pile of rags and asked curiously, "What is this?"
Fan Xian kindly explained, "A tent."
The servant girl was very eager to learn. "Is it used for marching and fighting?"
Fan Xian smiled slightly and said, "You can also watch the stars by the lake at night." Seeing the amiable smile on Young Master Fan's face and the warmth in his bright eyes, the maid was no longer eager to learn. She shyly covered her face and went somewhere else.
After the charcoal fire was lit, someone came over to take over. Fan Xian moved a rock and sat by the iron mesh, carefully smearing sauce and condiments on the fish. A bamboo skewer passed through the fish, and a faint aroma wafted through the fire. He sniffed and looked at Wan'er, who was sitting alone by the lake in the distance. He smiled slightly and did not put too much flavor into the fish. After he finished grilling three skewers of fish, he gave one to each of his siblings and walked over to the lake, sitting next to Lin Wan'er.
"Here." Fan Xian smiled warmly.
Lin Wan'er looked at him suspiciously, wondering if his cooking would be good. She took it and carefully put it to her lips, then chewed it slowly. Her eyes gradually brightened, and she looked at Fan Xian and giggled. She did not even have time to praise him before she began to eat. But the fish was too hot, and she could not bear to let it leave her lips. She stuck out her tongue because it was so hot, and her free hand kept fanning her mouth as she exhaled.
She was cute, really cute, and could be loved.
Fan Xian looked at her fleshy lips, and for some reason, he thought of the chicken leg they had first met in the Temple of Qing. "Chen 'er," he teased, "I've brought you plenty of chicken legs these days. Why are you still so greedy?"
Lin Wan'er puffed up her cheeks and said angrily, "If I had known your grilled food would taste so good, I wouldn't have eaten that cold chicken leg."
Fan Xian laughed heartily and almost fell back. His fiancée's temperament was really interesting. Sometimes she was extremely shy, lowering her head and not daring to look at him. Sometimes she would have a little temper that added to the fun. Her sickly body liked to play the tiger cub. It was still that one word: Q, two words: cute, three words: kawaii.
Lin Wan'er turned her head and saw that the barbecue stall was much livelier than the one by the lake. Fan Sizhe had long since finished the fish in his hand, and was instructing a servant girl to grill some corn for him to eat. Only Ruoruo ate in a more graceful manner. As she ate, she walked through the woods. It was hard to tell whether she was enjoying the scenery or thinking about something.
Her gaze fell on the pile of things that had been unloaded from the carriage, and Lin Wan'er felt that her fiancée was a bit strange. She asked curiously, "In the past, when we went out to play, we mostly ate at the manor. I've never seen the servants so happy... and the things you brought today, no matter how you look at it, are a bit strange?"
Fan Xian smiled and explained, "Although they are all servant girls, they are all serving maids who follow you around every day. They live a life of luxury. How many of them have actually cooked for themselves? Today's barbecue doesn't necessarily taste all that good, but it's better to cook for yourself. It feels different, and the reaction of the taste buds is also different. "
"Taste buds?" Lin Wan'er was a bit confused. She stared at Fan Xian with wide eyes.
"There is a small organ on the tongue that can sense flavors." Fan Xian knew that it was difficult to explain. After all, the naked eye was not as good as a microscope, so he casually explained, "The back of the tongue tastes bitter, and the front of the tongue tastes sweet. That's why."
Lin Wan'er chuckled. "No wonder you are Master Fei's student. You are so clear about these things."
Hearing her mention Fei Jie, Fan Xian felt a bellyful of anger. After all, they were master and disciple, and they had a good relationship. He had been in the capital for a few months, and even Chen Pingping had returned. Why did Fei Jie not want to come back? This was a bit too much. Fan Xian put these matters aside for now. Seeing Wan'er's envious gaze, he set up a small stove for the two of them. He brought some ingredients over, and the two of them ate as they roasted. Of course, most of the time, it was Fan Xian roasting, and Lin Wan'er eating.
Surrounded by the fragrance, the fiancée launched a gentle attack on the ingredients over the warm charcoal fire.
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"Hmm, this seasoning doesn't seem to be common." Lin Wan'er stuck out the tip of her tender tongue and gently licked a sesame seed from the corner of her mouth. She sighed with satisfaction. "It really smells good."
"You must be joking. Sesame seeds are everywhere. This bit of cumin is not easy to find." Fan Xian thought to himself. If it weren't for his good relationship with the shopkeepers of Qingyu Hall, it would have been difficult to gather all the ingredients he had brought to the summer villa. But what he said was, "If you like it, after we get married, I'll make it for you every day."
Lin Wan'er's expression changed very quickly — of course, it wasn't the kind of change where she would turn her back on him. It was just that when she heard the word "get married," she habitually lowered her head shyly. But today's scene was not very suitable. Her lips were still greasy, and there was a smear of dust on the tip of her nose. No matter how you looked at it, she looked like a little girl who had been secretly eating in her own kitchen.
Fan Xian looked at her face and chuckled. Yi Chen was not a particularly beautiful girl, but for some reason, in his eyes, he always felt that there was nothing to nitpick about her features. There was not a sliver of her demeanor that was not cute. Seeing him laugh at her, Lin Wan'er angrily prepared to pounce. Fan Xian hurriedly opened his arms, ready to sacrifice himself to feed the tiger.
In any case, the lakeside was far away, and a large cluster of aquatic plants blocked the maids' view. Fan Xian thought he could openly embrace a beautiful woman for the first time. Unexpectedly, Wan'er looked embarrassed, and forcibly stopped herself from rolling into Fan Xian's arms.
Fan Xian shook his head helplessly. He took his handkerchief to the lakeside and wet it. Then he turned around and sat next to Lin Wan'er. He stared at her face, and very carefully wiped away the dust on the tip of her nose and chin.
The two of them were very close. Feeling her husband's gentle and focused gaze, Lin Wan'er was extremely nervous. Her hands tightly gripped the hem of her dress. Fan Xian also noticed her nervousness. For a moment, he was at a loss. The hand holding the wet handkerchief paused on the side of her pink cheek. Their eyes met, and it seemed that even the sound of their breathing began to intertwine, rising and falling. They began to mix and gradually increase in frequency.
Action was better than action. Without saying anything, Fan Xian lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.
Lin Wan'er was startled and then embarrassed. Following that, she was faintly disappointed. However, she didn't have time to hide her disappointment. Fan Xian's lips had already blocked the mouth she was about to pretend to rebuke. It was wet, soft, fragrant, and sweet.
"Ouch!" Fan Xian found that his lower lip had been ruthlessly bitten by the little girl. He quickly straightened up and let his lips escape the scene of the crime.
Focusing his eyes, he found that Wan'er's eyes were full of smiles. However, there was an additional glimmer of spring radiance in this smile. It was like the lake beside the two of them. The water rippled like a mirror, but there were still slight highs and lows and gentle currents that stirred one's soul. The cutest thing was that when the girl smiled faintly, her white front teeth … she cutely bit down on her fleshy lower lip.
Fan Xian's heart skipped a beat. Summoning his remaining courage, he pulled his future wife into his arms, not letting her escape. His finger gently touched her soft cheek. In a quiet voice, he said, "Little tiger, be careful that I don't eat you."
Lin Wan'er's body tensed and froze in his arms. Her eyes, like a spring lake, remained bewitching. She bit her lower lip and gazed at Fan Xian. "Wan'er's body isn't well. Are you willing?"
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