Chapter 97

"Why are you holding it in? Do you want to bite your tongue again?"

Forced to the brink of incontinence by his vicious teasing, she glared at him in annoyance, whimpering with a sob in her voice.

"Say my name."

"……I won't."

"Are you going to say it or not?"

"I won't!"

"Say it!"

"──Me!"

"……"

"Ugh, ahhh──"

Author's Note:

*Cough, cough, cough*~~~

The east wind blew through the small building last night,

Updating at three in the morning.

Suddenly, like a spring breeze overnight,

Updating at three in the morning.

The spring breeze does not cross the Jade Gate Pass,

Updating at three in the morning!

☆, (9 Fresh Coins) Chapter 98: Two-Person Sweep

Having finally crawled out from the third floor, He Lele didn't even know what time it was. She looked down at the dress on her body in discomfort, feeling very unaccustomed to it. She hadn't worn a dress in over a decade; wearing one now... she always felt like something was missing from her legs.

She hadn't expected Ruan Lin to buy the treasure-blue little formal dress that Rong Qingfeng had asked her to try on last time. When Ruan Lin threw it to her just now, she had been curious as to why he had a woman's clothes here.

Her original clothes had all been thrown on the seventh floor by him, so she had no choice. She took a look at the tag—well, it was okay, over a thousand yuan. It seemed that when Rong Qingfeng picked it out, he had tried his best to accommodate her financial ability...

Going to the seventh floor first to change back into her clothes, He Lele took the dress and went to the sixth floor to retrieve Mu Wei's plates and utensils, then went down to the first floor to prepare dinner for Ruan Lin again.

And... Shentu Mo would be back soon, right? Pan-fried dumplings are better when fried fresh and eaten immediately.

When she went down to the first floor, the Rong sisters had already showered and changed into casual clothes, watching a TV drama in the living room. Although the internet was very developed now and dramas could be watched online as soon as they were released, Rong Qingya seemed to like switching channels to watch several idol dramas at once, while Rong Qingfeng was sitting to the side holding a laptop, occasionally looking up at the TV.

"Sister Lele! Brother Ji and Brother Qin Zhixiu are already back and are currently sweeping through the dumplings you wrapped in the kitchen!" Rong Qingya smiled happily as soon as she saw He Lele.

He Lele returned a smile, went back to her room to put away the dress, and then walked toward the kitchen with the tray. Although she didn't know if they liked eating them, she quite loved dumplings herself. It was rare to make them, so she had made quite a lot, and she wasn't afraid of how much they ate—she wasn't afraid of them eating too much...

"Nuh-uh, bwo-thuh, the dum-plings are so good!" Ji Jie said with his mouth full of dumplings, grinning without any image at all. And Qin Zhixiu, sitting opposite him, was actually using two pairs of chopsticks, picking dumplings out of the pot, dipping them in vinegar, and stuffing them into his mouth. The two grown men were like starving ghosts reincarnated!

"You guys... didn't you eat dinner today?" They actually cooked the dumplings from the fridge themselves...

Ji Jie took a sip of water, tilted his neck, and forced the dumplings in his mouth down. Seeing that there wasn't much left in the pot, he pulled out a tissue to wipe his mouth.

"Don't even mention dinner, we barely had time for lunch. Eating a meal of dumplings when you're starving... what more could one ask for!" Ji Jie had a theatrical expression on his face. He had really had enough today. Because Qin Zhixiu rarely accepted appearances before his new album, those show producers went crazy as soon as they saw him. They were so scared they didn't even dare to eat and rushed back after finishing their work.

"……" Seeing Ji Jie, who was usually suave and dashing, looking so funny and like a different person, He Lele suddenly remembered a recent advertising slogan—"Hungry monster"!

"Do you want to eat anything else?" He Lele asked while opening the fridge. But when she opened the refrigerator and found that not a single dumpling was left inside—she stood stunned for a moment before rushing to the pot, just in time to witness Qin Zhixiu picking up the very last dumpling.

Qin Zhixiu looked at her, a simple and pure smile appearing on his clear and pleasant face, and then he dipped the dumpling in vinegar and held it to her lips.

"Can you continue making dumplings tomorrow?"

The handsome man in front of her was indeed a feast for the eyes, but how could she have the mood to watch a handsome man while eating dumplings right now! Why didn't they seem to eat this much usually?

He Lele smiled bitterly and nodded. Making them again tomorrow was no problem, but what about today? What would Shentu Mo eat when he came back? And looking at the time, even if she went to the supermarket to buy frozen ones, it would be too late.

Upon hearing that Shentu Mo had specifically asked for pan-fried dumplings for the evening, and that all hundred or so dumplings had ended up in their stomachs, the two occasional big eaters finally felt embarrassed.

"Uh... I'll call the hotel and have them send some over." Just as Ji Jie took out his phone, dazzling car headlights shone through the kitchen window...

Looking at Ji Jie helplessly, He Lele could only say—today, nothing was going right for her.

Ji Jie thought for a moment, "You just make something to eat for now, I'll be back immediately, I guarantee I won't let Shentu get angry." After saying that, Ji Jie ran out like the wind.

Time was limited, so He Lele made the fastest egg fried rice. She remembered... the first time she met Shentu Mo, he had snatched her egg fried rice.

It was still 7:55 PM.