Chapter 93 Love Manual "Since you've already kissed me, kiss me too..."

"Since you've already kissed me, why don't you kiss me here?" Ning Buyi pointed to his lips. Zhu Yanhe always kisses other places, it's definitely on purpose.

Zhu Yanhe neither replied nor kissed him, then suddenly said, "You didn't take your medicine."

Zhu Yanhe had just glanced at the living room monitor and saw the medicine neatly arranged on the dining table. He had assumed Ning Buyi was just going to take it later, but he hadn't expected him to be right next to him.

"I'll eat—" Ning Buyi felt a little guilty. He had just eaten, and now he didn't have much confidence.

“Lying.” Before she could finish speaking, Zhu Yanhe lightly patted Ning Buyi’s buttocks, signaling that Ning Buyi had better tell the truth.

Ning Buyi rolled her eyes, got off his lap, and found a perfect excuse: "I need to go back and take my medicine."

The grip on his hand tightened, and Ning Buyi tried to break free but was pulled back.

"Wait for me to get off work so we can go home together."

I hate it! Why did he have to come?!

Zhu Yanhe dragged him back to the office and made him sit back in the small seat that had been assigned to him.

Ning Buyi lay bored on the table, occasionally making noises that annoyed the man beside him: "Zhu Yanhe, I'm so bored."

Zhu Yanhe didn't even look up. He pulled a book from his drawer and handed it to Ning Buyi. He had bought a stack of fairy tale books and put them here, but Ning Buyi had already resigned by the time they were delivered.

He reached out and took it. The cover was wrapped in a layer of white paper, so the title couldn't be seen. Ning Buyi's brows furrowed in confusion. What was this? He opened the book, and the words "The Pursuit of a Wife Manual" were emblazoned brightly inside.

"Zhu Yanhe, why did you show me this guide to winning over a wife?" Ning Buyi asked, puzzled. It was full of tips and tricks from the author.

Zhu Yanhe turned to look at the glossy white cover. He reached out to take it back, but Ning Buyi nimbly dodged him. The boy held the book tightly, treating it like a treasure.

Zhu Yanhe's desire to take it back must mean there's a secret involved!

Ning Buyi jogged over to the sofa, curled up in the cushions, and began to flip through the documents. Zhu Yanhe didn't reach for them; his gaze returned to the files in his hands, which weren't really anything important.

As my fingertips glide across the paper, the first few pages are just blank paper with printed words. Later, handwriting appears, and then every few pages there is a line of handwriting, the content of which is also interesting.

Zhu Yanhe drew several five-pointed stars and wrote notes afterward, which were his practical evaluations of this content, such as "Ning Buyi likes it very much."

He actually drew a heart shape on the back! Zhu Yanhe is so childish!

There are many more handwritings, all written by Zhu Yanhe and Ning Buyi. Each one has a different grade. Zhu Yanhe's beautiful handwriting was used to write this!

Ning Buyi jogged back to his seat, held up his book, turned his head, and asked, "Zhu Yanhe, you also drew a heart."

Zhu Yanhe propped his chin up and glanced back. It was a way of expressing affection that he had learned, although he didn't understand why drawing a pattern between two people's names could express love.

"Are you a child? I don't do this anymore." Ning Buyi chuckled, moving his stool closer to Zhu Yanhe. "You're still writing so many notes, do you like me?"

Zhu Yanhe glanced at him lightly and smiled slightly: "I don't like it."

He froze, blinked, and then, realizing what had happened, grabbed his sleeves and shook them incessantly: "Ahhh! You said you liked me! I hate you!"

The man chuckled softly, leaned forward to support the back of his head, and pressed his soft lips against Zhu Yanhe's. He gently blew a breath into Zhu Yanhe's ear and said, "I like you."

An ambiguous atmosphere lingered when a noise suddenly came from the doorway. The two looked over at the same time and saw Zhu Zhu standing in the doorway like a wooden figure, with the things in her hands scattered all over the ground.

"This, this, should I...?"

She just came to deliver something, how did she end up running into her brother and sister-in-law again!

"What's wrong?" Zhu Yanhe asked without looking at her. He turned his head to look at the little turtle that wished it could bury its head in the floor and secretly scratched Ning Buyi's palm.

"Uh, can I still say?" Zhu Zhu looked at her sister-in-law and then at her brother.

Zhu Yanhe nodded noncommittally, while his subordinates were still teasing the shy child. Ning Buyi gave him a soft glare, making him look like a stingy little bun.

Ning Buyi had no idea either. If Sister Zhu Zhu saw him, wouldn't he become a scumbag? Running away is shameful, but it's useful.

Zhu Zhu, having received permission, picked up the things from the ground and came over. She slammed the heavy books onto the table, creating a brief gust of wind, and began introducing each one:

"Thirty-six Strategies for Love".

"You ask me how to manage a relationship."

"The burning of the God of Love."

...

The book seemed to possess a magical power; both people opposite it fell silent.

"Take it away." Zhu Yanhe said indifferently, his two hands clasped tightly together under the table, though it was only him holding the clasps.

"Sigh, I don't understand my sister's good intentions. Those two books were really useful, otherwise why would Ningning be here?" Zhu Zhu leaned on the table and shook her head, feigning regret.

Although Ning Buyi blushed, he still wanted to expose Zhu Yanhe. He looked up at Zhu Zhu and asked, "Is it that 'wife-chasing manual'?"

Zhu Yanhe watched him with a half-smile, fully aware of Ning Buyi's next move.

"Yes, yes, that's the one." The girl in front of him nodded vigorously. When she brought it over before, her brother didn't even glance at it.

"That book! That book... it's nothing." Ning Buyi said halfway before pulling his hand back, abandoning his intention to expose him, because Zhu Yanhe was writing in his palm!

Zhu Yanhe wrote: Boyfriend, please.

Each stroke of her brush, each portrait, was like a dye from a dye shop, flowing from her palms into her body and then seeping through her face, leaving both cheeks slightly flushed. Zhu Yanhe is too...!

Zhu Zhu didn't know what had happened, but she didn't care. It was just that her brother was being hypocritical. She turned around with her book in her arms and then thought of something: "Ningning, how about we go hiking this weekend? There's a meteor shower tonight."

"Meteor shower! Really?" Ning Buyi blinked, his shyness instantly disappearing. This was something he had never seen before.

“Really, really, let’s all go together~” Zhu Zhu winked at him in response: “And there seems to be a cave on the way up the mountain, with all sorts of strange rocks inside.”

"I want to go, I want to go!" The boy tightened his grip on the man's hand, his excitement about going out to play overflowing.

"Brother, are you going?" Zhu Zhu turned her head and asked. She usually didn't ask her brother, but now that Ningning was going too, she had to ask.

Zhu Yanhe never participated in their activities; he almost always went alone. But this time he agreed, because Ning Buyi was very interested in geography and nature, and Zhu Yanhe was worried about letting him go alone.

Ning Buyi remained excited until he went to bed that night. He nestled in his warm bed, thinking about going out to play the next day, his eyes reflecting the night stars outside the window.

"Zhu Yanhe, have you ever seen a meteor shower?"

Zhu Yanhe, with her eyes closed, asked, "Didn't we see a shooting star when we saw the aurora last time?"

Ning Buyi nodded, that was indeed the case, but it was only one. He then asked, "Is there a cave in that mountain?"

Ning Buyi asked a whole bunch of questions, which Zhu Yan answered one by one. He still couldn't fall asleep and tossed and turned in the man's arms. He hadn't been on a long trip in a long time and was really looking forward to it!

He rolled over again, and then an arm wrapped around his lower abdomen, holding him tightly. Zhu Yanhe's lips touched his earlobe: "Go to sleep, get up early tomorrow."

He will definitely get back up!

Zhu Yanhe simply chuckled and did not reply.

"Zhu Yan and I can't get up..." The boy mumbled, still huddled under the covers. Why did he have to get up so early? He hadn't had enough sleep yet.

Zhu Yanhe had already gotten up and was packing the things the two of them would need. He had almost finished packing, and only Ning Buyi was left.

"Then you're not going?"

There was silence from under the covers for a moment, then a voice slowly drifted out: "Going to..."

On the cotton bed, a head popped out first. The boy's eyes were not yet open. He turned over, his body bending and stretching like a caterpillar, kicking off the quilt. He lay on the bed with his butt sticking up high and then stopped moving.

Zhu Yanhe silently pressed pause on his phone, indicating that Ning Buyi had probably fallen asleep again.

He raised his lips and took a few steps toward the bed. Ning Buyi buried his entire face in the pillow. The little pig is indeed a little pig; he can even fall asleep like this.

Zhu Yanhe patted his upturned buttocks twice: "I'm not going."

"I have to go." Ning Buyi struggled to get up, her hair disheveled and plastered to her forehead, her pajamas loosely draped over her body, making her skin appear even whiter.

So sleepy, but I want to go. So sleepy, but I want to go.

As the sun rose, casting pale golden rays, several sports cars were scattered along the roadside. The people standing near the cars were all wearing expensive down jackets. One of the girls spoke:

"Zhu Zhu, do you really think your brother is coming?"

Before Zhu Zhu could reply, the person next to her added, "Do you believe her brother will come or do you believe me, Qin Shi Huang?"

"We beg Qin Shi Huang to unify the world." Shen Bai, wearing a black jacket, clasped his hands in a gesture of respect.

The group laughed uncontrollably, none of them believing that Zhu Yanhe would come. Zhu Zhu, with a candy stick dangling from her mouth, lazily said, "I guarantee my brother will come. Want to bet?"

"Let's bet, I'll bet ten thousand."

The young masters and ladies placed their bets one after another. Only Zhu Zhu was on Zhu Yanhe's side, but she didn't care because her brother would bring her sister-in-law if she came.

A roar rang out, and a dark blue sports car sped over, stopping in the middle of the road. Everyone's eyes turned to it, the window rolled down, and Pei Qing's face appeared: "Let's go."

Shen Bai waved his hand: "Get out of the car, Pei Qing, we're waiting for someone."

The sports car turned around and merged into the group of cars. Pei Qing got out of the car, put on a coat, and walked into the crowd.

"Who are you waiting for?"

The girl next to Zhu Zhu spoke up again: "Brother Zhu."

Pei Qing paused in his steps: "Zhu Yanhe?"

The group nodded in unison.

Pei Qing hadn't seen Ning Buyi for a month. His phone had been confiscated, and Ning Buyi wasn't doing any live streams. He couldn't go out and couldn't find a trace of him, let alone Pei Qing, who had just been released.

It's all Zhu Yanhe's fault! Why did the newcomer surpass her?

Shen Bai told him about the bet, and Pei Qing also casually placed a small bet. He moved next to Zhu Zhu and asked softly, "Will Ning Buyi come?"

Zhu Zhu suddenly turned to look at him, narrowing her eyes: "What do you want to do?"

Pei Qing understood, but said nothing.

A moment later, a black car drove along the highway at a steady speed. Everyone stared at the car, and Zhu Zhu's lips curled up: "Hey, transfer money? You didn't believe me when I told you."

Shen Bai was a little confused. Hey, that's strange. Why is Brother Zhu playing with them?

The girl next to me took out a small mirror and sighed, "Luckily I put on makeup."

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Author's note: A day at work...

Ning Buyi: Zhu Yanhe, how much do you like me? Is it as big as a watermelon or as big as a king crab? [Let me see!]

Zhu Yanhe: The watermelon is ready to eat now, and I'll have someone bring the king crab up.

Ning Buyi: [Stand-up rabbit head][Stand-up rabbit head] Since you've already said that.