“Good morning, Miss Rushuang, Miss Ling!” Just as Han Rushuang and Ling Yuer were at a loss for words, another bamboo house door opened. Nangong Yunhan had just opened her door and saw Ling Yuer and Han Rushuang not far away. She paused for a moment but still greeted them.
Seeing Nangong Yunhan approaching, Han Rushuang nodded slightly.
“Oh, the Medicine Fairy is up so early? Could it be that you didn’t sleep much last night?” Ling Yuer teased with a mischievous smile upon seeing Nangong Yunhan.
“Judging by Miss Ling’s appearance, it seems you got up even earlier than I did!” Nangong Yunhan replied calmly, ignoring Ling Yuer’s teasing smile.
“Ahem, I’ve been sleeping too much lately, so I couldn’t fall asleep last night,” Ling Yuer said with a slightly embarrassed expression after hearing Nangong Yunhan’s words. She shouldn’t have tried to tease Nangong Yunhan, who was so cunning. Now she had shot herself in the foot!
“Miss Nangong, may I borrow your kitchen?” Seeing Nangong Yunhan and Ling Yuer teasing each other, Han Rushuang had no intention of joining in. She just wanted to go to the kitchen to make a delicious breakfast for Yuer. Because of her last night, Yuer didn’t get to eat (and neither did Meng Xiaoyu or the others). Han Rushuang knew that if Meng Xiaoyu woke up, she would definitely be hungry, so she got up at dawn to make a tasty breakfast for Meng Xiaoyu. She hadn’t expected to run into Ling Yuer standing not far away as soon as she opened the door, so she had to stop and greet her. She didn’t expect Nangong Yunhan to come out in such a short time, so she asked Nangong Yunhan out of courtesy.
“Oh! Sure, Miss Rushuang, are you making breakfast?” Ignoring the sulking Ling Yuer, Nangong Yunhan spoke up.
“Yes,” Han Rushuang nodded lightly in response.
“Oh! Then let’s go together! I was planning to make breakfast for everyone anyway,” Nangong Yunhan said as she led the way to the kitchen without waiting for Han Rushuang to say anything.
Seeing Nangong Yunhan heading towards a bamboo house not far ahead, Han Rushuang followed, and Ling Yuer, seeing the two heading towards the kitchen, quickly called out, “I’ll go with you too,” and headed towards the kitchen.
Inside the house, two people were still lying in bed. At this moment, Han Rubing reached out a hand to occasionally poke the still-sleeping Meng Xiaoyu, then smiled mischievously as she watched Meng Xiaoyu sleep restlessly because of her actions.
Raising her hand again to pinch Meng Xiaoyu’s small nose, this time Han Rubing didn’t plan to let go easily. She wanted to wake the little one up.
As Meng Xiaoyu, who was sleeping, realized her nose couldn’t breathe, she instinctively opened her pink little mouth to breathe, showing no signs of waking up.
Seeing the little one she was pinching not waking up but instead opening her mouth to breathe and continuing to sleep soundly, Han Rubing couldn’t help but laugh. ‘This little one’s sleeping skills are really something! I’ve been messing with her like this, and she still won’t wake up.’ Thinking of this, Han Rubing looked at Meng Xiaoyu’s slightly parted pink lips and had a very mischievous thought, ‘You don’t want to wake up, huh? Then don’t blame me!’ With that thought, Han Rubing lowered her head and kissed Meng Xiaoyu’s slightly parted pink lips.
With both her nose and mouth blocked, Meng Xiaoyu, no matter how strong her sleeping skills were, was forced to wake up. Unable to breathe, Meng Xiaoyu reluctantly opened her eyes and saw a beautiful face magnified in front of her.
“Mmm mmm~~~~~” With her nose and mouth sealed, Meng Xiaoyu couldn’t speak or breathe. She wanted to turn her head to avoid Han Rubing’s lips, but she found her head had long been held in place by Han Rubing’s left hand. She could only raise her hand to push Han Rubing while making muffled sounds, trying to get Han Rubing to release her nose and mouth.
Feeling Meng Xiaoyu’s struggle, Han Rubing released Meng Xiaoyu’s nose and those tempting little lips. Seeing the little one taking deep breaths after being freed, Han Rubing chuckled and said, “Little one, you’re awake?”
“Mm,” Meng Xiaoyu reluctantly responded with a nod, seeing Han Rubing’s slightly mischievous face. She was not pleased with Han Rubing for blocking her nose and mouth, preventing her from breathing and sleeping well, so she turned her back to Han Rubing, planning to ignore her and continue sleeping.
Seeing the little one turn her back, Han Rubing wasn’t angry. She reached out and wrapped her arms around Meng Xiaoyu’s waist from behind, then moved her hands up to cover the two small mounds on Meng Xiaoyu’s chest, kneading them with varying pressure. “Is the little one mad at me?”
“Mm~~” Just waking up to such stimulation, Meng Xiaoyu let out an unguarded soft moan. She turned around in embarrassment, glaring at Han Rubing. ‘Too much! Disturbing my sweet dreams early in the morning, and now starting to act up so early. I was really tired yesterday!’
Seeing Meng Xiaoyu glaring at her in embarrassment, Han Rubing didn’t stop her actions but continued, “Little one, I missed you. What should I do? Even though I was satisfied last night, I still want more!” Han Rubing deliberately added a coquettish tone, making Meng Xiaoyu shiver with goosebumps, thinking, ‘This can’t be my Rubing sister! How could Rubing sister use such a creepy voice to act cute with me?’
Seeing Meng Xiaoyu’s frightened expression, Han Rubing felt a bit defeated. Was her acting cute that scary? Why was the little one looking at her with such a terrified expression as if she had seen a ghost?
Thinking that her sudden whim to act cute with the little one resulted in such a reaction, Han Rubing was instantly displeased. She slightly increased the force in her hands, which were on Meng Xiaoyu’s mounds, and gave a sudden squeeze.
“Ah~~” A sensation of pain mixed with numbness spread throughout her body, and Meng Xiaoyu looked up at Han Rubing with some grievance. What did she do wrong? Why was Rubing sister treating her like this?
Seeing Meng Xiaoyu’s aggrieved expression, Han Rubing snorted proudly, then said in an irresistible tone, “Little one, I want you,” and before Meng Xiaoyu could protest, she lowered her head and sealed Meng Xiaoyu’s lips.
Han Rushuang had rarely cooked from a young age, almost never, so when she decided to make breakfast for Meng Xiaoyu, it was just a whim. Now standing in front of the stove, she had no idea how to make a delicious breakfast for Meng Xiaoyu.
“You don’t know how to cook?” Seeing Han Rushuang standing in front of the stove, looking helpless, Nangong Yunhan asked confidently.
“Yes,” Han Rushuang nodded slightly, feeling a bit uneasy at Nangong Yunhan’s words.
“Then I’ll teach you!” Seeing Han Rushuang’s unease, Nangong Yunhan said softly. Although Han Rushuang was her rival in love, Nangong Yunhan didn’t dislike her. Or rather, she couldn’t dislike her because of Meng Xiaoyu. Since she couldn’t dislike her, she decided to try to get along with her and be friends. This was Nangong Yunhan’s thought, and teaching Han Rushuang to make breakfast was the first step in showing goodwill and making friends.
Hearing Nangong Yunhan’s words, Han Rushuang nodded lightly. Although her face remained expressionless, her eyes softened slightly, losing the initial coldness that kept people at a distance. This subtle change was noticed by Nangong Yunhan, who smiled and said to Han Rushuang, “Then let’s make a delicious breakfast together today! Do you have any suggestions for what to make?” After speaking, Nangong Yunhan looked at Han Rushuang.
“Let’s make pheasant porridge! Xiaoyu loves it,” Ling Yuer said, not waiting for Han Rushuang to speak, as she entered the kitchen with a pheasant she had just caught outside. Originally, when she saw Nangong Yunhan and Han Rushuang heading to the kitchen, she planned to follow, but after taking a few steps, she remembered something and changed direction, heading out of Qingzhu Courtyard towards the nearby Duanhun Valley.
Ling Yuer truly lived up to her title of Linglong Bandit. Her Light Skill was no joke. From Qingzhu Courtyard to Duanhun Valley and back with a pheasant, it took her less than half an hour. Although Duanhun Valley wasn’t far from Qingzhu Courtyard, it was still a distance away, and Ling Yuer managed to make the round trip in such a short time, catching a pheasant in the process. Her Light Skill was undoubtedly that of a rare expert.
Turning to see Ling Yuer holding a large pheasant and slightly out of breath, Han Rushuang nodded, agreeing with Ling Yuer’s suggestion. Nangong Yunhan also nodded, then added, “We can’t just have porridge with so many people. Let’s make some buns and steamed bread to go with it!” After Nangong Yunhan spoke, the other two agreed, and with the breakfast plan settled, the three began preparing. Ling Yuer made the porridge, while Han Rushuang helped Nangong Yunhan make buns and steamed bread.
