Chapter 76 The supermarket Only I can call you that.

While Xing Lan was having breakfast, she came across a news article on her phone.

His former company was repeatedly exposed for indecent assault, causing its stock price to plummet and ultimately forcing it to declare bankruptcy.

The company president, Mr. Liao, was imprisoned, going from being incredibly successful to being sentenced to five years in prison.

Xing Lan felt quite saddened as she read the news.

He started working for that company right after graduating from university, and he has some affection for the place.

But who would have thought that the seemingly thriving company was actually secretly harboring filth and corruption, condoning and covering up so many disgusting and dirty deeds?

They deserve their current fate.

It's a pity that so many innocent employees have been implicated. They did nothing wrong, but because of this incident, they have all been forced to lose their jobs.

He lowered his eyelashes, his feelings a mix of indescribable emotions.

A while ago, he saw his former colleague, Fatty, posting pictures of his child on his WeChat Moments. His daughter, Tiantian, had won an award at school for her drawing, and the whole family was overjoyed and took her to an amusement park to celebrate.

Xing Lan thought for a moment and ordered a whole set of children's drawing materials and a cute little doll online, planning to deliver them to the father and daughter when she had time.

With a "ding-dong" sound, two more text messages suddenly popped up in his notification bar.

Both text messages were bank notifications of incoming funds. One, a larger amount, was his bonus for the year, while the other, a smaller amount, was Li Baidong's salary for this month.

After graduating from school, Li Baidong successfully joined a well-known self-media company, relying on his years of experience in creating accounts.

Every time he received his salary, he would very conscientiously transfer all of it to Xing Lan.

He's still an intern, and his monthly salary is quite low, especially compared to Xing Lan's steadily increasing salary, it seems like a pitiful meager amount. Each time money is deposited into his bank account, the change in balance is barely noticeable.

Even so, even though Xing Lan didn't lack money and didn't want it, he still insisted on giving it to her. Otherwise, he would grumble and complain, feeling that Xing Lan looked down on him and didn't treat him as a boyfriend she could rely on. Using this excuse, he tormented him several times that night.

Xing Lan had no choice but to let him deposit a little money into his account from time to time, as if he were managing the money for this little brat.

Xing Lan had just finished breakfast when he saw Li Baidong walking towards him carrying several pieces of clothing.

He walked over and kissed Xing Lan on the cheek with lightning speed, then casually walked away to do his own thing. The whole process was as smooth as flowing water, his movements incredibly natural.

Xing Lan swallowed the last bit of bread and wiped her mouth with a tissue.

After a while, he heard Li Baidong shout to him from the balcony: "Brother, we're out of laundry detergent."

Xing Lan looked at him: "Are the ones in the cabinet on top gone too?"

Li Baidong put the clothes aside, reached out and opened the cabinet door, peeked inside, and turned to answer, "Yeah, not a single bottle is left."

"Then let's go to the supermarket and buy them again."

Xing Lan glanced at the table and saw that the tissue box was almost empty. She could buy some more to stock up on this trip.

"Okay." Li Baidong gently closed the cabinet door. "Shall we go now?"

As he spoke, he went back to his bedroom to change out of his pajamas.

As he was taking off his shirt, he caught a glimpse of Xing Lan following him in without any attempt to hide it.

Li Baidong tossed his hair, about to speak, when he saw Xing Lan grab his hand without looking at him and look down at the tattoo on his wrist.

Li Baidong's skin has been somewhat allergic since he got the tattoo. He applied ointment for a long time and it has only recently started to get better.

Xing Lan slightly lifted her eyelids and asked him, "Did you apply the medicine today?"

“I wiped it off,” Li Baidong said obediently.

Xing Lan nodded casually, "It looks almost healed, but we still need to apply it a few more times, just in case."

"Hmm." Li Baidong smiled with narrowed eyes, "It's all thanks to my brother for giving me cold compresses every day, otherwise I wouldn't have recovered so quickly."

Xing Lan turned around and was about to leave when Li Baidong grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms, his warm chest muscles pressed against his back.

Xing Lan looked up and met Li Baidong's narrow, dark eyes. He was all too familiar with that burning gaze and knew very well what it meant.

He gave him a warning look: "What are you doing? We still need to go to the supermarket later."

Li Baidong smiled, lowered his head and kissed his lips: "I know, it's just a kiss."

At first, it was just a simple kiss, but as their lips and tongues intertwined, their breathing became increasingly rapid without them realizing it.

In the dimly lit bedroom, the temperature slowly rose, like an inflating hot air balloon.

Li Baidong pinned Xing Lan against the wardrobe, his cool hand slipping inside from behind him, slowly caressing the back of his neck.

Xing Lan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

"Hmm..."

The once pristine white shirt had somehow become wrinkled and floated lightly onto the wooden floor beside him, like a white cloud with sharp edges.

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Li Baidong's righteous and stern explanation that it was "just a kiss" didn't lead to them rushing to the supermarket until almost noon.

Xing Lan's clothes from that morning were in such a mess that he had to change into a different outfit before leaving the house.

He felt a bit annoyed and glared resentfully at Li Baidong from the doorway.

Li Baidong, however, smiled with great satisfaction, looking refreshed and in high spirits.

The supermarket they frequented was conveniently located near the apartment, and it had a good selection of goods. Xing Lan, who used to live alone, often came here to buy groceries. After Li Baidong moved in, he would occasionally come here to hang around whenever he had free time.

Their shopping styles were quite different. Once Xing Lan entered the supermarket, she acted as if she were starting work, efficiently purchasing all the household necessities according to her pre-prepared shopping list, and meticulously comparing prices and selecting each item.

Li Baidong, like a primary school student about to go on a spring outing, slowly put a bunch of snacks into his shopping cart, and then was attracted by the children's toy section of the supermarket and never came back.

He took a plastic crocodile toy filled with inflatable candy from somewhere and sneakily pinched Xing Lan's fingers.

Xing Lan: "..."

Did this guy participate in some kind of special offer? He got a 17-yuan discount for purchases over 20.

The items they wanted to buy were clearly from different sections. Xing Lan, annoyed that this childish guy was delaying her shopping, took advantage of Li Baidong's inattention and quietly pushed her shopping cart to the cleaning supplies section to buy laundry detergent.

As he was looking down and carefully selecting something, he suddenly felt the surrounding lights dim, as if they were being obscured by something very tall.

He looked up and saw a blond, blue-eyed, large foreign man standing beside him, dressed in simple casual clothes.

The man looked a little troubled and awkwardly asked him in broken Chinese which section the men's shampoo was in.

Xing Lan pointed him in the right direction and reminded him that the bag of delicious cookies he was holding was actually a bag of dog chew sticks.

The foreign man looked enlightened and gratefully said to Xing Lan, "Thank you."

His bright blue eyes were fixed on Xing Lan as he sincerely complimented, "Wow, your eyes are so beautiful."

Thank you.

Xing Lan's tone was indifferent. After she finished speaking, she didn't look at him again, took a bottle of hand sanitizer from the shelf and put it in the shopping cart.

But the foreigner didn't leave; he stood beside him, chatting enthusiastically with him.

As they got into the conversation, he casually put his hand on Xing Lan's shoulder.

Xing Lan was trying to dodge unnoticed when he discovered that his hand hadn't completely landed; it had been intercepted in mid-air.

Xing Lan turned around and saw that Li Baidong had come over at some point. His dark eyes were staring down at the foreigner who had struck up a conversation with him, his face showing displeasure and his jaw clenched tightly.

The foreigner sensed something was wrong and consciously let go of his hand. Li Baidong, who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, frowned.

"Excuse me, what's up with the mush..."

Xing Lan glanced at Li Baidong, then at the foreigner, and naturally replied, "He is my boyfriend."

"Oh...sorry!!" The foreigner said, but his eyes were still looking at Xing Lan with reluctance, and he blew him a kiss.

Goodbye, Cutie.

After he finished speaking, he quickly pushed his shopping cart and left the place, disappearing very fast.

Xing Lan was about to go to another place to buy toilet paper when he turned his head and saw Li Baidong staring at him intently, his expression very lonely and resentful, with a hint of gloom in his eyes.

"What are you doing...?" Xing Lan found his awkward appearance a little funny, walked over and gently squeezed his arm. "Let's go buy toilet paper, we've run out of paper at home."

Li Baidong curled his lip, remaining standing there motionless, his eyes downcast as he complained aggrievedly, "Brother, who is he? What were you talking about just now?"

He appeared expressionless, but inside he was both anxious and angry.

He hadn't kept an eye on him for long when Xing Lan was surrounded by other men. Luckily, he arrived early, otherwise that dirty, white hand would have almost landed on his shoulder, and that idiotic face pretending to be innocent was just an eyesore.

Xing Lan said nonchalantly, "Oh, he's just a foreigner. He doesn't seem to speak Chinese very well. He asked me where the shampoo is."

Li Baidong snorted rather unhappily.

Foreigners who can settle in China, how bad can their Chinese be? It's clearly just an excuse for her to flirt with Xing Lan because he's good-looking!

His face darkened, and he said plaintively, "I heard it all, he called you cutie!" If he hadn't stopped him, would he have called you baby next?!

Knowing full well that the other person has a boyfriend, he still deliberately calls her that—how shameless! What a scheming foreign guy! Country R should have been wiped out long ago!

Li Baidong's face grew increasingly sour. He glared fiercely in the direction the foreign man had left, his eyes burning with fury.

"Aren't all foreigners this outgoing?" Xing Lan glanced at him and said casually, "They're more open-minded there, so calling each other whatever they want is normal, right?"

Li Baidong, with a cold face, hugged Xing Lan tightly from behind, resting his chin on Xing Lan's shoulder as if declaring his ownership: "No, I don't care what country he's from, only I can call you that."

The supermarket's cleaning supplies section was filled with the aroma of various brands of laundry detergent, but Xing Lan could smell a strong odor of vinegar.

He reached out and gently stroked Li Baidong's hair, soothing the huffing little dog in a tender tone: "Alright, he's gone, don't worry about him. Have you bought all your snacks? If you have, let's go to the checkout together."

Li Baidong glanced at Xing Lan's fully loaded shopping cart and suddenly reminded her, "Brother, there's one more thing you haven't bought yet."

"What is that?"

Li Baidong leaned close to his ear and whispered a few words.

Upon hearing this, Xing Lan's face flushed red with an alarming speed.

Li Baidong blinked innocently, as if stating a very common fact: "I've been using them up too quickly lately, let's buy a few more today?"

Xing Lan: "..."

He avoided eye contact and whispered, "It's all your fault."

"How can you blame me?" Li Baidong chuckled softly, his voice deliberately low. "Baby, I told you you didn't have to, it's just that you didn't want to—"

Xing Lan: "…………"

He glanced at the group of middle-aged women picking through the goods around him, then slapped his hand over Li Baidong's mouth, physically preventing him from saying anything more dangerous or inappropriate.

In the end, the two of them went to the supermarket checkout and bought a huge amount of that stuff, so much so that even the cashier was a little incredulous and secretly looked at them with surprise.

Xing Lan remained outwardly calm, but her ears were slightly red. She turned her face away, pretending that these things had nothing to do with her.

Although he bought a lot of things on this trip, he used up several of them that very night because of Li Baidong's malicious retaliation after being jealous during the day.

Xing Lan's back ached for several days as a result.

He belatedly realized that Li Baidong didn't seem to be the sunny and innocent junior he had imagined.

Instead, it is a very, very cunning and vicious dog.

It's the kind of sly dog ​​that will secretly bite to death anyone who covets its owner, and then casually come to its owner's side and act cute.