The food career of a retired female supporting actress (MTL)

Chapter 31

Chapter 31

    Yin You was stunned for a moment, and the persuasion he was about to speak just got stuck.

    Shen Youqing stared at him tightly, not allowing his eyes to dodge as usual, and repeated word by

    word : "Why don't you teach me hand by hand, isn't the effect better?" I'm so embarrassed, I don't know why I'm so daring, like an evil woman who forces a good woman and a man.

    But Yin You's character was so awkward, she didn't take the initiative to estimate that it would take them half a year to make a little progress.

    Shen Youqing spoke directly and calmly, Yin You was often not mentally prepared, he clenched his hand holding the ink stick, the knuckles of his five fingers became more distinct, and he could clearly feel that he was tense and stiff.

    After a while, he slightly moved his body back, allowing a little space, and said softly, "Come here."

    Shen Youqing walked over to him, took the grinding rod from his hand, and held it in his own to give it to Yin. You see.

    Her original intention was to let Yin You see if she was doing the right thing, but Yin You suddenly stopped speaking, standing behind her in silence, not knowing what she was thinking.

    Shen Youqing thought that she might be too enthusiastic to scare him, so she kindly gave him time to relax, but after a while she saw that Yin You was still silent, so she urged, "My lord, don't correct me. Me?"

    There was a slight rubbing sound of fabric behind her, Yin You's slender and cool hand stretched out from behind her, and touched Shen Youqing's fingers holding the grinding bar slowly and tentatively.

    When such a small skin touches, a slight numbness spreads all over the body.

    Although she felt normal in her mind, Shen Youqing subconsciously wanted to dodge when Yin You's hand touched her, but Yin You grabbed her tightly.

    His voice was soft and small, but their distance was close enough that Shen Youqing could clearly feel that every time Yin You said a word, a warm air flowed gently past her ears, making her ears itch.

    Yin You lowered his head slightly and stopped at her neck. Some of his drooping hair touched Shen Youqing's cheek, and it was a little cool. Shen Youqing's right ear could even feel the damp and warm breath flowing through her, and she even heard Yin Youqing's breath. Especially nervous and somewhat disordered breathing.

    "Put your finger on the top of the grinding bar..." The

    finger was gently moved up and stopped at the top of the grinding bar. Shen Youqing pinched the grinding bar, Yin You's hand gently pressed against her finger, and then slightly After exerting force, her right hand was driven to slowly rotate in a circle to grind ink.

    "Mo want to stand upright, don't use too much force, yes, that's it..."

    His voice was almost getting smaller and smaller, getting closer and closer to her, Shen Youqing's right ear was almost hot.

    The grinding rod is slowly ground into powder, and then becomes pitch-black ink under the penetration of water. In the reflection of the dark ink in the inkstone pond, Shen Youqing could see that his hand and Yin You's hand were tightly clasped together, turning round and round with a slow rhythm.

    Her hands were driven to grind the ink, but her thoughts began to diverge involuntarily. She thought that Yin You did not know what kind of incense was on her body. It was clear and refreshing when she smelled it at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty. sleepy.