After washing her feet, seeing that Yang Yongxian had no intention of leaving, Liao Meiyin hesitated for a moment and didn't say anything else. She picked up the needlework basket and came to the desk as well.

The two sat by the candle on the table, one intently reading from a book and the other quietly doing needlework.

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She often looked up to steal a glance at him. Under the light, his profile was really handsome.

Especially those fingers that hold the pen, now gently flipping through a book, there's an indescribable charm to them.

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The room was very quiet and peaceful, with the two people each doing their own thing.

But, in the house opposite, there was a completely different scene.

Li Xiuxin had lulled Xiu'er to sleep and taken a bath, changing her clothes and applying several layers of fragrant spices. But she waited and waited, yet Yang Yongxian didn't appear.

"Could it be that she really listened to her grandmother and dared not come to my house?"

Li Xiuxin was grumbling to herself in her heart, very unhappy.

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"Humph, not coming? If you don't come, I'll go find you and see if you'll show up!"

Having made up her mind, Li Xiu sat before the bronze mirror, re-arranging her hair. She tried to make the person in the mirror appear with rosy cheeks and flowing hair like clouds, exuding a woman's charm throughout her body.

Then, she took a plate, filled it with some pastries, and walked straight to the opposite room, knocking on the door.

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Liao Meiying turned her head and asked toward the doorway.

Outside the door, came Li Xiu Xin's voice: "Mei Ying sister, it is me, I am Xiu Xin."

Li Xiu Xin?

Liao Meiyin turned her head and glanced at Yang Yongxian.

Yang Yongxian's gaze was still fixed on the pages of the book in front of him, not wavering at all. Liao Meiying whispered, "Should we open the door? Xiu Xin might be here to look for you."

Yang Yongxian frowned slightly and said, "Go see what's the matter. If it's nothing, just send her back. I want to read."

“Good.”

Liao Meiying put down her needlework and got up to open the door a crack wide enough for one person.

Seeing Li Xiuxin standing at the doorway, Liao Meiyin was taken aback.

This attire, this half-open nightshirt revealing a corner of the colored vest under it, and that collarbone, above which a slender neck stretches...

Every single one exudes charm, every single one radiates temptation...

"Xiu Xin, what brings you here this late at night? Are you alright?"

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Soon, Liao Meiyin came to her senses and smiled, "

Li Xiuxin saw that it was Liao Meiying who opened the door, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, but she immediately pretended to be calm and said: "I'm looking for Yongxian, has Yongxian gone to rest?"

As she questioned, a pair of eyes tried to peek through the crack in the door.

Although Liao Meiying was considerably shorter than Li Xiuxin, she blocked the doorway in such a way that Li Xiuxin could not see Yang Yongxian at the desk.

"Yongxian is reading. What's the matter with him?" Liao Meiyin asked.

Li Xiu Xin picked up the plate in her hand and held it towards the crack in the door, “Yong Xian, you’re still reading this late? Your stomach must be hungry, right? I brought you a few pieces of your favorite rice cakes. Eat two to tide you over!”

As she spoke, Li Xiu Xin's body edged towards the door.

Liao Meiying couldn't hold back either, so she opened the door and let Li Xiu Xin come in.

Li Xiuxin rushed to the desk and presented the plate to Yang Yongxian, "Yongxian, come on, have a piece, it's delicious."

Yang Yongxian had to turn his gaze away from the scroll and onto the person in front of him.

Only seeing her slightly bow down, within the open nightgown, a square of red bellyband was so dazzling.

Because she was breastfeeding, her chest was full and round, trembling beneath her cheongsam. It reminded him of the days when they were inseparable, spending their nights entwined...

Seeing Yang Yongxian's slightly changing eyes, Li Xiu felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart. She took advantage of the situation to go around to the side of the desk, and a jade arm reached out from his neck to wrap around his shoulder.

"Yongxian, I have some other flavors of pastries in my room. Come on over and eat them slowly with me."

Li Xiu Xin breathed softly into his ear, like orchids in the breeze, and reached out to grab Yang Yong Xian's arm.

Yang Yongxian's scroll fell with a *pa* onto the table, snapping him out of his daze. He realized that half his body had been pulled away from the bench by her.

“I ate a lot at my uncle’s house last night, I can't eat anything now. You take the rice cakes back and eat them yourself!” Yang Yongxian hurriedly sat back down and took Li Xiu Xin’s hand off his shoulder.

Li Xiu Xin stood by the desk, stamping her foot and acting coquettishly: "This rice cake is especially for you. Didn't you say before that even if you were full, you could still have a piece?"

"I..." Yang Yongxian was a little speechless, because this sentence really came from...

Chapter 4089, Offering Snacks (3/3)
"He spoke from the mouth of his own."

At this time, Liao Meiyng came over, still holding an overcoat in her hand.

She came over and immediately draped her outer garment over Li Xiu Xin's shoulders, "Xiu Xin, you ran over late at night. It's best to put on this outer garment. Even though all the young masters are sleeping inside tonight and there's no one moving around outside, being so bare-chested like this is easy to catch a cold from the wind,"

"If you catch a cold from the wind, it will be inconvenient to feed Xiu'er later, so it's better to keep warm."

While speaking, Liao Meiyin pulled her outerwear tighter around Li Xiuxin, effectively concealing the deliberately accentuated bosom Li Xiuxin had created.

Li Xiuxin glared angrily at Liao Meiyng before her. She would never believe that this short Liao would truly care about her, care about Xiu'er.

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To put it bluntly, this woman is simply insecure and lacking in beauty. She's worried that her looks will tempt the Immortal!

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"I'm perfectly fine, I won't catch a cold. Thanks for your concern though, this outfit isn't necessary. It has a strange smell that I can't place..."

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Li Xiuxin said, reaching out to pull at the garment on her shoulders.

Liao Meiying glanced at the garment, smiled a little sheepishly, and said, "Look at me, I'm so flustered. This outer garment is the one I wore in the kitchen today, and it inevitably has some oil smoke smell. It's really unpleasant to have you inhale it. Let me find you a clean one right away..." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"No need!"

The cold shout came from Yang Yongxian.

The book in his hand was also slammed heavily onto the table, making a loud thud that startled both women.

They both turned their heads at the same time, and saw Yang Yongxian stand up with a face ashen with anger. Her cold gaze was fixed on Li Xiuxin.

“It’s so late, and you're out here in such disarray. What decorum is there?” he asked.

"There are so many people living in this courtyard, not to mention your third and fourth younger brothers, Yongbo, who are all adults. Even Fu'er is almost grown up. If they saw you like this, what would they think?"

"As for my grandfather and my uncle, they come and go often through this main gate. Who knows if they've gone to visit other families at night and haven't returned yet? If we were to put on such a display, it would be awkward for both of us. Where would I put my face then?"

Genius one second: m.

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