Mo Yinhe was moved by the atmosphere she described and imdiately called the hotpot restaurant, asking for ho delivery. Fearing any delay, Mo Yinhe had Fengjue fetch it by helicopter; the round trip took only about ten minutes.
The ingredients, including the soup base, were all brought ho. They were placed on a large square table, the power was connected, the burner lit, and soon the spicy broth was steaming.
Feeling the mood, Mo Yinhe personally mixed her a cocktail.
The children weren’t asleep yet. Ye Shen had been playing with them in the snow. When they were tired, he brought them over, just in ti to see his older brother and sister-in-law comfortably enjoying hotpot in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. They imdiately quickened their pace and rushed into the house.
"Wow! Big Brother, Sister-in-law, you two really know how to enjoy yourselves!"
Ye Shen pulled out a chair, sat down, and urged the butler to bring him a set of tableware, eager to have a taste.
"Mom, how is Xiaobai doing?" Ye Jingzhe, the ’Little Bingshan’—cold on the outside but warm on the inside—walked over with his usual solemnity, concerned about Ye Nianbai’s health.
Si Mingjing picked him up, sat him beside her, and rubbed his little head, saying, "He’s fine, but Xiaobai is receiving treatnt in Shendu. Fengyin is accompanying him, and he can’t co back for half a year."
Xiaobao Su Chaoyang saw the hotpot and scampered over. She deftly climbed onto Mo Yinhe’s lap, using his leg as a human cushion, drooling as she said, "Daddy, Daddy, Baby wants to eat shrimp paste~~"
"Alright, Daddy will get it for you."
Mo Yinhe hadn’t interacted much with his new daughter yet. When Su Chaoyang had been in Baitown City, she had suffered a persistent high fever. By the ti it subsided, Mo Yinhe had already left Baitown City with Xiaobai. Now, with his daughter sitting on his lap, he could finally build a proper relationship with his new daughter.
Mo Yinhe scooped so shrimp paste from the pot, blew on it until it wasn’t too hot, dipped it in her sauce dish, and then fed it to his daughter. "See if it tastes good," he said.
Xiaobao took a big mouthful, swallowing the shrimp paste with delight, chewing slowly and savoring every bite.
Her beautiful, star-like eyes suddenly widened. Her little mouth was too busy eating to speak, but she nodded her head slightly, clearly wanting more.
Mo Yinhe gave her another piece and gently rubbed her little head.
Xi Lei and Gu Shurong found their own seats, all staring at the hotpot and drooling.
The little ones had been rolling in the snow, getting thoroughly wet and cold. They desperately needed the comforting warmth of the hotpot to warm their bodies, and besides, it looked incredibly appetizing.
The butler brought over several sets of tableware, one for each person.
Ye Shen mixed his own dipping sauce, adding a bit of various sauces: oyster sauce, minced garlic, and chopped green onions. He liked it sour, so he poured in a generous amount of vinegar, then added so sesa oil to his dish and stirred. He tasted it—perfect, sour just as he liked.
Once done with the dipping sauce, Ye Shen started on the lamb slices in the hotpot.
As he ate, he bragged to Mo Yinhe, "Brother, guess what? Uncle agreed to let marry Tangtang! Dad has already confird he’ll arrange our wedding after the New Year. It’s all thanks to my little nephews! I’m so touched. After the New Year, I’ll be a married man too!!"
Mo Yinhe was surprised. "Uncle agreed? He’s not going to assess you for three years?"
"No more assessnt! Isn’t that a wonderful surprise?"
Ye Shen had been ecstatic all afternoon, and his nerves were still buzzing with excitent.
Si Mingjing raised the cocktail before her. "Congratulations to you, who are about to enter the Fortress City."
Mo Yinhe’s eyebrows shot up. Was this what his darling ant, thinking of marriage as a ’Fortress City’? What had he done wrong to make his darling have such a negative idea? Mo Yinhe sank into deep self-reflection.
Ye Shen had already raised his glass, clinking it with Si Mingjing’s. "Sister-in-law, even if this ’Fortress City’ were a mountain of swords and a sea of flas, I’d jump in without hesitation! HAHA! After the New Year, I’ll be able to hold Tangtang while I sleep every day!"
Si Mingjing: "..." n’s pursuits are truly shallow!
"Sister-in-law, my Tangtang is super easy to get along with. When you and Tangtang beco sisters-in-law, I’m sure you’ll get along wonderfully." Even before the wedding, Ye Shen was already laying the groundwork for a good relationship between them.
Si Mingjing laughed. "Don’t worry, I don’t bully people."
"I knew you were the best, Sister-in-law! Let toast you again!"
Mo Yinhe, still in self-reflection, fished a piece of fatty lamb from the steaming pot and placed it on the plate in front of Si Mingjing. "Don’t just drink," he said. "Eat so at."
Si Mingjing lowered her head and ate the lamb. It tasted good, so she scooped up another piece and put it into Ye Jingzhe’s bowl, who had just finished preparing his own dipping sauce.
She then asked, "By the way, has Si Lisao left?"
"No. He went out with Second Sister this afternoon and hasn’t co back. Who knows where they’ve gone off to, enjoying a reunion as sweet as a new romance," Ye Shen grumbled, not forgetting to tattle. "Second Sister even gave him Big Brother’s clothes to wear!"
「Elsewhere, beneath the flowers and moon.」
Si Lisao lifted Ye Siyuan out of the hot spring pool. The hot spring pool here was excellently designed, with direct access to a room.
Effortlessly, Si Lisao lifted the little rmaid in his arms, rinsed her in the shower, and then laid her on the pristine white bed.
The guest room clung to the cliffside, offering a breathtaking view of rolling mountains and the unique beauty of tall cedar trees. A fireplace on one wall added to the fairy-tale ambiance.
Ye Siyuan lay on the pristine white bed, watching Si Lisao with extre nervousness.
Before Si Lisao even leaned over her, her hands had unconsciously clutched the bedsheets. She looked like a lamb awaiting slaughter, her expression incredibly cute.
Si Lisao, amused by her nervous yet expectant cute expression, leaned down and gently pinched her nose. "Don’t be nervous," he said. "I won’t let it hurt."
Ye Siyuan believed him. Her arms willingly wrapped around Si Lisao’s neck, and she leaned in to kiss him.
But in the end... Ye Siyuan discovered that if a man’s words could be trusted, then pigs could indeed fly.
She cried from the pain. Even though it wasn’t her first ti, five years had passed since the last. A body untouched for five years felt no different from the very first ti.
Afterwards, she snuggled into Si Lisao’s embrace, her little fists pumlling his chest. Her voice was hoarse as she said, feeling utterly wronged, "You liar! I’ll never believe you again! Your skills are terrible!"
Si Lisao, thus scorned, was speechless.
Cradling her, Si Lisao kissed her forehead and explained helplessly, "Baby, would you be happy if I were experienced and battle-hardened?"
"Hmm..." Of course not! But still...
"We just need to ’practice’ a few more tis, and it won’t hurt," Si Lisao assured her again.
Ye Siyuan didn’t believe him anymore; she wasn’t that easy to fool. With an arrogant pout, she fell silent, yet her hands clung dependently to his waist. She lay quietly in his embrace. This was the man she had always desired, and now she had finally ’slept with’ him. Even though the process was sothing she’d rather not recall, her heart felt a sweet, fulfilling sense of completeness.
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