Fourth Master was tickled pink by her coquettish behavior, yet he really couldn't bring himself to do such a thing.
A gentleman stays away from the kitchen...
"No one will know, and later we'll just say I made them; my lord..." Ye Zao continued.
Fourth Master grabbed her waist: "No mischief allowed. How would I know how?"
Ye Zao blinked, thinking this was promising: "You do know, you do; my lord knows everything. Please, just this little injustice—won't you satisfy me..."
Ye Zao shook Fourth Master's arm vigorously: "Please, please..."
Fourth Master... what can I say, Fourth Master had his brain scrambled by the sweet talk.
He somehow blurted out a muddled 'hmm' in agreement.
Then he saw the sly little fox passing over the zongzi leaves: "Go ahead, my lord."
Fourth Master... holding those green zongzi leaves, felt his entire being was off kilter.
Silently, he picked up a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of rice.