Chapter 41: Steamed Buns

  Zhu Ziming picked up a lot of withered branches in the broken temple and placed them in front of Shen Bixian, preparing to grab some dry grass to make a fire, but suddenly thought that this was not the Shen Mansion, where would he find a lighter to ignite it.

  It can't be like this, Zhu Ziming put down the dry grass in his hand and hurriedly turned around, hoping that there would be a lighter in this broken temple. Zhu Ziming's eyes scanned and found a lighter on the lamp stand beside the Buddha statue.

  With a surge of joy, Zhu Ziming hastily fetched the fire starter and lit the dry grass. The flames ignited the withered branches, growing larger and brighter, illuminating the entire dilapidated temple. Meanwhile, the heat emanating from the fire also gradually warmed up the chilly, ruined temple.

  Shen Bixian and Zhu Ziming sat by the fire, feeling even warmer all over. Under the heat of the firewood, both of them had removed the chill, but their clothes were still wet, and the dampness was particularly uncomfortable.

  At this time, Zhu Ziming raised his hands and unbuttoned the buttons of his long shirt one by one. As he was about to take off his clothes, Shen Bixian saw him and her shoulders trembled slightly: "You... what are you going to do?"

  Zhu Ziming smiled and said, "I want to dry my clothes," and immediately took off his long shirt, revealing only a pair of white underwear. His skin was dark, with a strong back and waist, and a sturdy chest. It had to be said that Zhu Dachang's physique was indeed robust.

  "Shameless!" Shen Biyin turned around in shame and anger, not daring to look at his bare upper body. How could this person be so ignorant of etiquette? Didn't he know that before marriage, they couldn't be like this?

  Shen Bixian was so angry that she wanted to kick him, but seeing the fatigue in his eyes, her heart softened. She glanced at him with the corner of her eye, and when she saw his naked body, her face suddenly became hot, and her heart beat rapidly. She muttered under her breath: "Shameless, really annoying."

  Zhu Ziming picked up a long wooden branch, put the wet long shirt on it, and focused on drying it, without noticing Miss Shen's rosy face.

  After a while, the long shirt was quickly dried. He took down the clothes and handed them to Shen Biyin: "Put on this dry clothes first, I'll dry your clothes again."

  Shen Bi Xing hesitated for a moment and said indifferently: "Don't..."

  "Your clothes are still wet and you've caught a chill, what should we do?"

  Shen Bixia rarely saw him so serious, his solemn expression was somewhat intimidating, thinking that he was her future husband, changing into his clothes, nothing out of the ordinary, nodded and took his clothes, with a sweet tone in her heart: "Don't sneak a peek."

  Seeing Shen Biying hiding behind the Buddha statue to change clothes, she didn't forget to warn him, Zhu Ziming bitterly smiled, peeking? What do you take me for, I don't have a hobby of peeking.

  Stealing hearts is the ultimate way!

  As soon as he thought of the word "peep", Zhu Ziming immediately recalled that violent girl, who had accidentally seen her taking a bath at the time, and it was absolutely an unintentional mistake, but this little girl was too fierce, directly wanting to kill herself, too aggressive.

  Since returning to the Shen Mansion, Zhu Ziming has been somewhat nervous and fearful that this girl would come after him. Although she hasn't shown up at his doorstep yet, he thinks she definitely won't let him off easily. Moreover, he has already offended the young master of Yunmen. Zhu Ziming sighed, feeling that it's really unlucky to have offended two formidable figures before even establishing himself in Yan Country.

  But when the soldiers come, they will be blocked; when the water comes, it will be covered with earth. Master Zhu is not afraid of trouble, but both of them have exceptional martial arts skills, and Yan Shizi cannot protect himself for his whole life. This old lady is too unreliable, in the end one still has to rely on oneself.

  Clasping his fists, Zhu Ziming thought to himself that he must learn martial arts and give it his all. The old woman's withered face flashed before his eyes; with such a master around, he had to curry favor with her and get her to teach him some moves.

  My mind is made up, Zhu Ziming's eyes gleamed with a cold light, those who offend me will be punished!

  "What are you thinking about," at some point, Shen Bixian had already changed her clothes and sat down beside Zhu Ziming.

  The sudden voice startled Zhu Ziming, and he glanced at Shen Miss wearing his clothes. Shen Biying was wearing his long shirt, the wide clothes wrapped her slender body tightly, but a beautiful woman wearing men's clothes, under the bright and beautiful appearance, it was indeed another kind of charm...

  He swallowed his saliva and chuckled: "Miss Shen, you look pretty good in men's clothes too."

  Shen Bi Xian's face turned red with anger, and she said, "If my clothes weren't wet, I wouldn't wear your smelly clothes." Then she handed her wet clothes to him to dry.

  "My clothes are certainly not as fragrant as yours," Zhu Ziming took the long skirt from her hand, and even without smelling it, he could feel the fragrance wafting up to his nose. He hadn't expected that after being washed by the rain, the skirt would still retain the gentle, elegant scent of a woman, which was really pleasant.

  Shen Bi Xing glared at him: "Despicable!" This person always managed to infuriate her every day, Shen Bi Xing felt humiliated and angry, turning her face away, and started a cold war with Zhu Zi Ming again.

  At this moment, he finally made up with Miss Shen, and Zhu Ziming felt relieved. However, the previous chase had exhausted his last bit of energy, and now he felt even more tired and fatigued. His eyes closed slightly, and he fell asleep instantly.

  Shen Bi Xing was also like this, and after a short rest, she fell asleep too.

  The two gradually fell back, sharing a pillow on some higher hay, and soon entered dreamland.

  The sky gradually darkened, and Zhu Ziming, who was asleep, suddenly felt that he was holding something in his hand, which was warm and full, like a steamed bun but not quite like one. It felt soft when pinched, and had great elasticity.

  The tactile sensation was so enticing that Zhu Ziming couldn't help but squeeze a few more times, when suddenly a faint moaning sound drifted into his ears, leaving him with all sorts of wild thoughts.

  That alluring moan made Zhu Ziming subconsciously wake up, and he glanced at Shen Bixian beside him. Her beautiful face was peacefully lying in front of him, but at this moment, Shen Bixian's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes slowly opened.

  When Shen Biying fully woke up, her eyes were already filled with anger, staring at Zhu Ziming. Zhu Ziming was inexplicably wonderful, who did I provoke? Just now in the dream, I was touching the steamed bun and was about to take a bite.

  Thinking of the steaming hot buns, Zhu Ziming was indeed a little hungry, and he couldn't help but subconsciously squeeze again, his palm immediately transmitting a soft and delicate feeling, his heart skipping a beat, this...

  "This is terrible!" Zhu Ziming's back went cold and he felt especially bad about it.

  "Zhū! Zǐ! Míng!" Shen Bixian gritted her teeth and said word by word.

  "Ah......" followed by a man's mournful cry echoing from the ruined temple...

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