Chapter 53 You won't even let others pamper your wife? Ning Buyi returns...

Ning Buyi recalled Zhu Yanhe's gesture of holding his hand and followed suit. A moment later, electronic sounds rang out in the game, announcing the successful elimination of three opponents.

His eyes were glued to the computer screen, a surge of emotion welling up inside him and spreading throughout his body. His hand gestures gradually mirrored the character's actions. This game could be this fun!

Zhu Yanhe is indeed quite capable; he's very perceptive!

Zhu Yanhe watched him play games with a smile on her face. Her hands, which were originally on the table, were now on his waist. Ning Buyi moved them away because he thought they would get in the way of playing games, which in turn pleased someone.

"Teach me a little more, please~" He patted Zhu Yanhe's thigh, he hadn't had enough fun yet, he felt he was almost done.

Zhu Yanhe hummed in agreement and whispered a point into his earlobe. Ning Buyi nodded, his ears turning red, but he couldn't figure out how to do it. He tried a few times, but his confidence was dashed.

The boy frowned. Something's wrong! What's the problem?

He carefully compared the two times, and a flash of inspiration struck him. He raised the hand that was on his waist and placed it on his own hand: "You should teach me like this."

Zhu Yanhe put his arm around her shoulder and smiled, his expression revealing that he had expected this and that his plan had succeeded.

Ning Buyi's hands had done a lot of rough work, and there were quite a few calluses on his palms, but the flesh on the back of his hands was very smooth. Buying some moisturizer should be able to get rid of the calluses. Zhu Yanhe quietly rubbed the back of his hand for a while before reaching between his fingers to hold it.

A slight surge of energy hovered over the back of his hand, but he didn't pay it any mind. He was already on the path to godhood, and his transformation and ascension to godhood were just around the corner!

When Zhu Zhu came to urge them to leave work, she peeked through the slightly ajar door and saw a man in a suit leaning against a boy in a hoodie. Her brother was hugging and cuddling Ning Buyi, his hands on his waist and hands, the two of them pressed together.

Zhu Zhu rubbed her eyes, thinking she was seeing things. Just how far had things progressed between these two?

Her mouth was slightly open, and her professionalism prompted her to take out her phone and snap a few photos. Wow, the composition, the interaction—she immediately sent them to her brother. A brother understands his sister perfectly.

Inside the supermarket, bright white lights illuminated the entire large area, and rows of shelves were neatly arranged. There weren't many people shopping at this time, perhaps because it was SVIP time.

"Brother, why did you suddenly come to the supermarket?" Zhu Zhu followed beside the two men. The man was pushing a wheelchair, and the boy sitting in it was looking around with curiosity about the new things.

Zhu Yanhe said casually, "Buying groceries."

Zhu Zhu stared at him in confusion. Their family owned a stake in this supermarket. They could deliver the goods to their door, or even cook for them. Why did the eldest son of the Zhu family have to come and buy the groceries himself?

"Zhu Yanhe, quickly push me to see that." Ning Buyi glanced at the seafood display case next to him; it was decorated beautifully in blue. He patted Zhu Yanhe's hand and gave the order.

Zhu Yanhe hummed in agreement and pushed the person over. The glass tank, about half a person's height, was lit, and the outermost layer contained all sorts of strangely shaped little fish. Ning Buyi almost pressed his face against the glass to see. He pointed to a fish lying on its side and asked, "Is Zhu Yanhe dead?!"

The little fish's tail looks like a skirt, and it's so pretty in pink!

Zhu Yanhe glanced at the betta fish lying on the lotus leaf arrangement: "It's asleep."

"Wow, even fish sleep lying down!" His pupils reflected a pale blue light. It was the first time Ning Buyi had ever known that fish could sleep lying down. He looked closely and suddenly his eyes lit up. He pointed to one of the fish, "Zhu Yanhe, this looks like you."

The little fish swam close to the edge, not touching the other fish, just like Zhu Yanhe, aloof and unwilling to play with others. But there was another little fish following behind him, constantly bumping into him.

Zhu Yanhe tapped the fish tank with his knuckles: "The one in the back looks like you."

He chuckled softly; this was exactly how Ning Buyi foolishly ran into others.

"Tch, not at all." The boy's eyes followed the two little fish back and forth. These two fish are so much fun!

Zhu Yanhe asked, "Want to raise one?"

His eyes lit up, then his face fell again. But he didn't know how to raise such a beautiful fish, and it must be very expensive. Ning Buyi shook his head.

"In no mood."

Zhu Yanhe didn't say anything, but pointed to Zhu Zhu beside him, indicating that she should take it back. Then he led Ning Buyi to the inner glass tank. The outer tank was filled with ornamental fish, while the inner tank contained seafood for the dinner table.

"Oh, this! So this is what it looks like." Ning Buyi stopped as he looked at the crab tanks he passed by, frowning as he pointed them out one by one.

This is delicious, this is not delicious, this is just so-so.

Zhu Zhu was looking at her phone when a burning gaze was directed at her, putting her on the spot. She looked up and met her brother's eyes. No one knows a brother better than his sister.

She stepped forward and held up her phone: "This?"

Zhu Yan nodded slightly. Zhu Zhu's lips twitched. So her brother just came to browse, and in the end, he still delivered the goods to her door!

Ning Buyi was staring at a crab lying on its stomach, which was hiding in the sand. It looked plump and delicious.

"Want to eat this?"

The boy looked up at him, his eyes sparkling.

“And these are a few more,” Zhu Yanhe said to the person next to him.

"Is that all?" Zhu Zhu looked up and asked him.

He neither confirmed nor denied that children shouldn't eat too much seafood, as it's bad for their health.

Within the vast venue, Ning Buyi pointed out where to offer blessings and where to go, and pointed out where to buy bamboo; the three of them had a clear division of labor.

"Brother, can we finish eating all this food?" Zhu Zhu glanced at the endless stream of orders on her phone.

Ning Buyi paused for a moment upon hearing this. He took Zhu Yanhe's hand and asked, "If this wastes food, will you blame me?"

He didn't want to waste it and get a spanking!

"Take the extra back with you, or bring it home to show your filial piety to your parents. It's up to you. We don't usually eat at home." Zhu Yanhe's face was expressionless as he naturally arranged everything. He lowered his head to meet Ning Buyi's gaze, curled his lips, and narrowed his eyes. "If you're full, you won't get beaten."

"Absolutely!" the young man patted his chest confidently. "A piece of cake!"

Zhu Zhu looked up at the ceiling. What was she after? She glanced down at the sly little rascal who was laughing happily. She was after this little sister-in-law!

"If I bring a bunch of groceries back, my parents will definitely think I'm making them angry." Zhu Zhu had just said this when a mischievous idea suddenly struck her, and she couldn't hide the wicked smile on her face. That's right, she wasn't over her anger yet, so what was wrong with diverting her anger a little?

Zhu Yanhe glanced at Zhu Zhu, who was forming a bad idea; she was practically a carbon copy of Ning Buyi.

The autumn wind blew bleakly, and the leaves of the trees rustled. A middle-aged man stood at the station entrance, looking at the printed photos in his hand with a lewd smile.

A gust of wind blew by, causing his thin clothes to flutter. The man pulled his clothes closer and cursed under his breath. Then, as if remembering something, he straightened his back.

The air conditioner was on for heating, and the warm air was blowing in. A thin layer of fog covered the windows in the room. Ning Buyi was sitting on a solid wood chair wearing only a single shirt, with one leg dangling on Zhu Yanhe's thigh.

A large round pot on the table was bubbling and steaming slowly. Around it were various prepared ingredients, some of which Ning Buyi had never seen before. He turned to look at Zhu Yanhe, who was putting the ingredients in the pot. Zhu Yanhe's hair was hanging down casually, and the sleeves of his inner garment were rolled up to his elbows. Compared to Ning Buyi's strong arms, he decided not to compare.

He shifted his gaze to Zhu Zhu across from him. Her neat, straight hair was tucked behind her ears, and she had a mole at the corner of her mouth just like Zhu Yanhe. Ning Buyi suddenly asked, "Sister Zhu Zhu, does Xiao He also have straight, black hair like you?"

Zhu Zhu, suddenly called out, paused for a moment, looked up, and glanced at her brother. He didn't seem to care, but having been his sister for so long, she could tell he was subtly annoyed. She then looked at Ning Buyi and gave a dry laugh. How could she possibly know?

Zhu Zhu gave a conservative answer: "She probably has short hair now; I haven't seen her in a long time."

Ning Buyi nodded obediently, turned his head to look at Zhu Yanhe, and began to imagine a girl who looked quite like Zhu Yanhe, with short hair, putting a piece of meat in his bowl.

The boy's eyes were unfocused, and even a knee could tell what he was thinking. Zhu Yanhe pinched his chin, his tone flat: "What are you thinking about?"

Zhu Zhu's ears twitched and her eyes instantly cleared. Her gossip spirit was already burning brightly. She didn't know why, but watching her brother date was really interesting, especially when her brother shot himself in the foot.

"Thinking about Xiaohe," Ning Buyi answered honestly. Zhu Yanhe, with a stern face, reached out and pinched the man's cheeks, pushing them up and forcing a smile. "Why are you unhappy again?"

Zhu Zhu chewed on a piece of vegetable, glancing back and forth between the two people pinching each other's cheeks. It had to be the cheeky little rascal; if it were her, she would have been kicked out, oh, and taken a bag of trash with her.

Zhu Yanhe remained silent for a long while, watching him fantasize about a girlfriend—only Ning Buyi could do that. He withdrew his hand, picked up some food from the pot, and started eating by himself—the little ingrate.

Ning Buyi watched longingly as he picked up a piece of food and stuffed it into his mouth, eagerly anticipating that the next bite would finally be his. But Zhu Yanhe picked up another piece, and it was still for him!

These past few days, Zhu Yanhe has been feeding him and holding him to sleep at night. Even a biological son wouldn't be this attentive. Ning Buyi has become spoiled. Before, Zhu Yanhe would always put food on his plate first.

Ning Buyi pouted and reached into the pot with his chopsticks, but after a long time, he couldn't scoop anything out. Zhu Zhu looked at Hart Ruan Ruan and wanted to give him a chopstick, but her brother's glare stopped her. Damn it, he doesn't love his wife but he won't let others love her either.

He glanced at Zhu Yanhe again, watching the man calmly chew the food he hadn't managed to retrieve. Ning Buyi narrowed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and, taking advantage of Zhu Yanhe's glance down at his phone, swiftly snatched the bowl away.

However, Ning Buyi died before he could even finish grabbing a job. Caught red-handed, both of his hands were held by Zhu Yan and a large hand. Ning Buyi instinctively tried to bite, but the man covered him with his other hand, so he could only gently bite down on the tiger's mouth to sharpen his teeth.

He dislikes Zhu Yanhe so much that he won't even feed him. If he wants to go home, his brother will feed him.

I felt a slight pain in my hand, like teeth sinking into flesh, as if I put my hand in a puppy's mouth. The puppy would only rub and lick it, but wouldn't bite down.

The bubbles in the pot next to her grew larger and larger. Zhu Zhu reached in and put some ingredients in, her eyes fixed on the young couple opposite her. She lowered her head for a moment, and then she saw what was going on between the two of them!

Zhu Yanhe asked with a half-smile, "Why are you staring at other people's bowls?"

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Author's Note: Ning Buyi is dedicated to collecting all sorts of bizarre blessings and [doge emoji]