Chapter 2820 - Stir-fried bean sprouts with scallions: Kiss Me

Ye Cong tidied up his clothes. He realized that it would be good to talk about it, so he could hug her openly.

"Although I don't understand what they're saying, they're complimenting your taste, right?"Ye Cong moved closer to Xin Ya. Xin Ya suddenly raised the hoe in her hand and held the small shovel in her other hand.

Ye Cong took a step back. Okay, I'm temporarily afraid of her.

Xin Ya snorted and turned around to continue walking up.

However, she seemed to be in a good mood, and even the corners of her mouth could not be suppressed.

Ye Cong did not miss the smile on Xin Ya's lips. He slowly followed behind with the basket in his hand. Although the little girl was a little slow, she was not completely indifferent to him.

There were many bamboo shoots on the mountain, but the mature and good ones still needed to be selected. Xin Ya was quite good at this, just like how she was good at buying vegetables at the market.

Ye Cong was bored and asked her to teach him. Xin Ya really held the bamboo shoot and told him seriously how to look at the bamboo shoots. There was no sour taste.

In the end, she realized that after talking for a long time, the other party was only looking at her.

Xin Ya was still holding the bamboo shoot in her hand. When she looked up, she realized that the distance between her and Ye Cong was too close. It was so close that she felt like she would bump into his lips in the next second.

Ye Cong's eyes fell on her lips that had been open and closed all this time. His heart moved with his heart, and in the next second, he kissed her directly.

A pair of round eyes instantly turned into small light bulbs. Xin Ya instinctively wanted to retreat, but ye Cong reached out to control the back of her head. However, he did not deepen the kiss. He only pressed his lips against hers that carried a slight chill.

It was just as soft as he had imagined.

A kiss only lasted for a few seconds, but Xin ya felt as if several centuries had passed.

Ye Cong kissed her?

After all, she had shot a few movies, but none of them had kissing scenes. Even if there were kissing scenes, she would use a stunt double because sister Mao would not allow her to take her place.

Ye Cong let go of the back of her head and retreated a safe distance. "So, from now on, I'll leave the grocery shopping at home to you."

Xin Ya:"…"

Xin Ya carried the basket and hoe and left the man. Her cold lips were burning hot, and she didn't even dare to touch them.

It was not an exaggeration to say that this was her first kiss.

If this person was ye Cong, she didn't seem to dislike him.

She dug up the bamboo shoots and accidentally caught three wild rabbits, so Xin ya was very excited on the way back.

"My mom's spicy fried rabbit dices are especially delicious. Even the hotel's chefs can't make them,"xin ya said as she looked down at the three little rabbits caught in the basket. Her eyes were shining with excitement.

Ye Cong held the basket and the hoe as he looked at Xin ya who wanted nothing more than to eat the rabbits. "Don't you girls like rabbits? Why do you want to eat little rabbits?"

Xin Ya:"…"

"That's the love of a young lady from a rich family. We don't have any love,"xin ya directly retorted. When she was young, she couldn't eat meat all year round. Anyone who could hunt some wild game on the mountain would definitely make a profit, who cared if it was a little rabbit or not?

Moreover, the rabbits in the mountain were raised very well by nature. They were completely different from the rabbits that the people at the foot of the mountain raised to play, so there was nothing to compare with.

Ye Cong followed Xin ya home. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Xin Ya was avoiding him today.

After returning home, Xin Ya helped her mother prepare the New Year's Eve dinner. Ye Cong was responsible for accompanying Xin Ya's father out for a walk, visiting the village, and chatting.

Xin Ya's mother took care of the rabbits and turned to look at Xin Ya, who was helping to boil the water. "Tell your mother what you really think."