"Don't provoke me." Long posted, his breathing getting louder and louder.

Piaomiao Xun slid down from the recliner and muttered a word from her mouth, "I..." She saw Long's handsome face slowly approaching, covered her mouth, and rolled away from the recliner. Long sat on the recliner and did not chase after him, just so that Piaomiao would tidy up her panic.

"I punish them in two types. I will deprive them of all the powers that can be exercised by the people in the harem, so that they can truly become elderly people in wealthy families and truly live up to their old age. Although they have no right to interfere in anyone or anything, nor have they reduced the quality of their lives, there should be many things that should be given to them. Women who do not belong to the harem have been bewitched, no matter what the reason, as long as these women who have taken this step, I will ask them to stand outside the city gate for a whole day and publicize what they have committed. Are you satisfied with my punishment like this?"

"How do you punish me?" Piaomiao asked. Her name was Piaomiao, she was not the Piaomiao that Long was looking for.

A green shadow appeared in front of him, and Long rushed over and trapped her in his arms. He looked at Piaomiao, his hand slightly slapped on Piaomiao's shoulder, pretending to be meditating, "What is the punishment for you? You have committed a crime that is more serious than the crime they committed. What is the crime?"

"I was wrong." Piaomiao said. She took advantage of Long's thinking about whether she could avoid punishment by admitting her mistakes so readily. She turned around quickly, left Long's arms, and avoided in the direction of the door, which was very meaningless to escape. Long stretched out his long arms, hooked Piaomiao, pulled back hard, Piaomiao struggled, and almost fell into Long's arms. A regret made Piaomiao unable to help but touch her lips.

"Piaomiao is so cute. It's good that you can't find your memory. Don't think too much, you are the Piaomiao I'm looking for. Let's just do it, we will never separate again." Long said.

Piaomiao stepped back, licked his lips, and thought about it and asked, "What do we eat?"

Long looked at Piaomiao with anger, his fingers slid across his lips, and learned Piaomiao's movements. He also licked his lips with his tongue and hooked his fingers to Piaomiao.

Piaomiao took a few steps back to the door.

Fearing that Piaomiao would be impatient, she would let her make irrational decisions again, and Long no longer put Piaomiao on pressure.

"Did you remember what I said?" Long asked.

"Remember!" Piaomiao covered her mouth. Long understood her mind more and more and more, and knew how to achieve his goals.

"I haven't made lunch yet. Please accompany me to the kitchen and I'll make it for you to eat."

"Kitchen? OK!"

"When you get there, don't do it, I'll do it, just eat." Long reached out and grabbed the slow and misty hand, stroked the back of her hand, and pulled her out of the imperial study room.

"I...I burn the kitchen, and I can't take all the responsibilities."

"It's okay to burn it any number of times. If you burn the kitchen this time, you won't be able to eat this lunch, and then you will be hungry."

"Okay." Piaomiao thought that she couldn't eat lunch, which made her even more uncomfortable.

In the past, her meals were placed on the table, but now she saw with her own eyes that ordinary fruits and melons and fruits turned into plates of flower and bird sculptures in his hands.

The wok is waved up and down, and the ingredients in the wok change color and the fragrance becomes stronger and stronger as they become raw.

Piaomiao held her stomach and looked pitifully at the table with plates of food.

"Enough. I'm hungry." When Piaomiao saw the tenth plate coming up, he couldn't help but wiped the saliva flowing from his mouth and shouted.

"And." Long lifted up a bamboo cover, and there was a hot air inside. When the heat dissipated, there was a bowl of yellow liquid and red liquid each.

"Your body is still weak, and these juices must be warm before you can drink them."

"When did I make it? Why didn't I see it?" The juice can still appear in the form of liquid, and Piaomiao was even more surprised.

"Just now." Long put a pair of chopsticks in Piaomiao's hand. As if he had been approved, Piaomiao was not holding it, waiting, regardless of his image, and he chose what he wanted to eat. The hand clip was so confused that he opened his mouth and signaled Long to pick up the food beside him for her to eat.

Long smiled pamperedly. When Piaomiao was eating too fast, Long used his chopsticks to knock off the food picked up by Piaomiao, or directly used his mouth to pick up the food. Piaomiao was so angry that he widened his eyes and had no choice but to turn his head to grab the next food. After drinking it, Piaomiao narrowed his eyes with satisfaction and watched Long gently wipe away the residue from her mouth.

Piaomiao sighed, "I don't want to go anywhere now, I'm taken care of by you. If time stops at this moment, I'm very satisfied and I have no regrets in this life."

Long spread a warm wet towel on his face, "It's so simple to think. This will satisfy you. I'm really worried about you. If another man who can cook will appear, wouldn't you throw your heart out?"

The moisture on the warm towel opened the pores on Piaomiao's face. She felt comfortable and sighed again with satisfaction, unable to refute Long's words.

After Long's face changed a few times, he could not helplessly pressed the muscles on Piaomiao with his hands, pulled the towel open, and then hugged her into his arms. Piaomiao's face smiled and fell asleep.

Piaomiao lived his previous life again. The only difference is that there is only one person around her, a man she likes to see. Her life also has a different place. You have to cook to eat the food you like. Piaomiao is very satisfied with her current life and even puts down the task she wants to do.

Three days later, Long put down the document in his hand, pulled Piaomiao up, and looked carefully, "Let's go out to eat today."

“You said the food others cooked was not clean.”

"Yes, let's just do it first, we have something else to do."

"Do you have nothing to do today?"

"Yes, I'll change your clothes."

"Why do I have to change my clothes when I'm wearing clothes?"

Piaomiao looked down at the clean clothes and felt that the spell he cast was perfect.

"Why do you always wear the same clothes? If you want me to see it, can't I even change you new clothes?"

“…”

"It's trouble to wear clothes yourself, I can do it."

“…”

As Long said, he could really do it. Now Piaomiao is like a doll, who can be at the mercy of Long, and he will realize it later, be careless, not know how to defend himself, and even more so, he will always be guarded against such a man, who does not know how to restrain himself, does not know how to be taboo, does not know how to be sensible, and does not know how to act recklessly.

"Piaomiao will get angry. It's great. If you are angry, you can only be angry with me." Long said, and he raised the corners of Piaomiao's mouth with his fingers.

"By the way, this is good," said Long.

"What does it mean?" Piaomiao asked.

"Guess. Guess, I have a reward."

“…”

I only changed my clothes. This is a light yellow dress. I still want to touch the soft fabric after touching it. This dress is not a dress that can be made in this world. The appearance of the clothes is light blue, and the spiritual power is not easy to see.

"Why?" Piaomiao had seen a treasure, but he had never seen such a treasure. It was obvious that it was a unique treasure.

"You are my woman."

He always answers her questions with this sentence.

After changing her clothes, Long pulled her out. The servants who met on the road carefully dodged away, bowed their heads and dared not peep. It seemed that Long's punishment was successful and killed two birds with one stone.

"There are many people in the tavern, but I don't want to go to the private room for dinner," said Piaomiao.

"Okay." Long agreed.

The hall of this tavern is available to all kinds of people, and can also be squeezed in it harmoniously, or a shared table is used to eat.

There are very few restaurants here. People who eat at the meal need to go to the counter to pick it up by themselves. Everyone who picks up the meal carefully passes through the crowd, and whispers from time to time, "Be careful, be careful." Those who hear the reminder sounds also dodge as soon as possible, and there is a kind of order in the excitement. All the people who eat at the meal have a pleasant expression and moderate voice, which makes the people who come here temporarily prefer to come in and think about what to eat.

"It's quite interesting here." Piaomiao said.

"Well. I don't have a brain, but I will use other people's things. When I use them here, I will make the people here forget their class status. It's really interesting."

"Is it meant to be miso again?"

"I can't remember it, don't be jealous of yourself. Be good, look at me, I love you."
Chapter completed!