Chapter 74 Cherry Pie
Despite being tossed and turned for most of the night, Shi Yang could still keep his eyes open and see the moon outside.
She felt her physical strength had improved.
Surprisingly, he hasn't fainted yet.
Ji Peiheng emerged from the bathroom, his body exuding a fresh scent of water vapor mixed with a faint fragrance of jasmine.
He used her newly bought shower gel.
He walked over to the woman who was slumped on the bed, and Shi Yang looked at him with unfocused pupils.
Ji Peiheng touched her satin-textured hair: "Go wash it."
Shi Yang stretched out her smooth, jade-like arm and shook it weakly twice: "I have no strength left."
Ji Peiheng habitually picked her up. Her body was very soft, as if she had no bones. Especially after each time, she was as soft as a puddle of water, ready to be picked and done as one pleased.
When I picked her up, a tattered piece of fabric was still hanging loosely around her snow-white ankles, dragging on the ground.
Shi Yang kicked hard, sending the clothes, which were no longer recognizable as pajamas, to the ground.
It must be said that his aftercare was always exceptionally good, and Shi Yang relaxed and let him wipe and clean her.
The water dripped gently from his fingertips and then spread across her body.
Her skin was as white as snow and as delicate as silk; it would turn red if you pinched or touched it even slightly.
At this moment, his body was covered with ambiguous marks of varying sizes.
Ji Peiheng's Adam's apple bobbed, and his gaze swept over her body like hooks.
The force applied was a little too much.
Shi Yang's eyes were alluring, her vision blurred with tears: "Be gentle."
The steam in the bathroom grew thicker and thicker, and the warm yellow light was diffused by the steam, turning into a hazy glow. Shi Yang's slender shoulders rested against the man's warm and hard chest, her shoulder blades faintly visible, and her skin glowing with a crystalline pink.
Ji Peiheng knew that she had reached her limit today and suppressed the romantic feelings in her heart.
He felt that just being in bed was boring.
Next time we should go somewhere else.
Shi Yang was wiped clean and carried to the bed. Ji Peiheng pulled the blanket over her and wrapped her up, leaving only her small face exposed.
The window wasn't closed properly, and a gust of cold air drifted in from outside.
Shi Yang jolted awake, her half-drooping eyelids snapping open.
She suddenly felt hungry.
A snow-white foot peeked out from under the blanket and kicked the man beside her: "I'm hungry."
Ji Peiheng grabbed the mischievous little foot: "What do you want to eat? Ask Aunt Cui to make it."
"I want a cherry pie! The one you bought last time, I want it!"
I don't know how much time has passed.
In her sleep, Shi Yang smelled a familiar fragrance.
The crispy flavor of the pancakes is mixed with the sweetness of the cherries.
She opened her eyes groggily, and Ji Peiheng was waving a package in his hand near her nose.
She was so sleepy she could barely keep her eyes open: "Why did it take you so long to buy it? I don't want to eat it anymore."
"I was delayed on the way, so I'll try it now. It won't be fresh by the time you wake up."
Shi Yang forced himself to get up despite being sleepy, ate a few bites, and then lay down.
As she closed her eyes, she glimpsed a faint blue light outside.
The image of Ji Peiheng, looking travel-worn and looking like he had just arrived, appeared in her mind.
Did he go out?
The thought only flashed through her mind for a moment before drowsiness overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.
...
Shi Yang slept until he woke up naturally.
When I woke up, I could still faintly taste the sweetness of cherries in my mouth.
There was still more than half of a cherry pie she hadn't finished on the bedside table.
Cherry pies should be eaten while they're hot; they lose their original flavor when they cool down.
Shi Yang felt it was a great pity.
But then her cravings kicked in, and she wanted to eat again.
I went downstairs to ask Aunt Cui where she sold cherry pies.
Aunt Cui didn't know either.
Around noon,
Aunt Cui prepared a stomach-friendly lunch and packed it into a lunchbox: "Madam, shall you deliver the master's lunch or shall I do so?"
"I'll take it."
I'll ask her where she bought the cherry pie later.
Buy some for Lu Qingqing too; cherry pies were her and Lu Qingqing's favorite treat when they were in school.
We drove to the Ji family's residence.
The moment they stepped into the Ji family's residence, the receptionists immediately stopped what they were doing and greeted them in unison, "Good morning, Madam."
Ever since Ji Peiheng swiftly acquired a design company, the news that Shi Yang is Mrs. Ji has spread.
Now, who in the entire Ji family dares not to be respectful to Shi Yang?
Shi Yang greeted them as usual.
Watching her retreating figure as she entered the elevator, the receptionist murmured among herself, "I must say, Mrs. Ji is really approachable. And she's beautiful too, no wonder Mr. Ji likes her."
She went upstairs, where Ji Peiheng was in a meeting, just like always.
Through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, she saw a group of elites in suits and ties in the conference room.
The most eye-catching person was the man sitting in the main seat. He had an outstanding figure, a noble temperament, and every move he made exuded elegance.
My eyes were glued to it.
As if sensing the gazes from outside, Ji Peiheng turned his head past the many figures and fixed his gaze on her.
Shi Yang saw him give her a smile.
A sweet feeling welled up inside me.
Sweeter than cherry pie!
Everyone in the office saw the sudden smile that appeared on the big boss's face.
They looked at each other, completely bewildered.
Why is the big boss, who was just serious a moment ago, suddenly so happy?
A colleague tugged at his sleeve and pointed outside, and everyone understood.
It turns out it's Mrs. Ji who's here.
Shi Yang kept watching him from outside, wondering if it was just her imagination.
She always felt that he had dark circles under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept well.
"Madam, Mr. Ji will probably be here a little while longer. Why don't you come to his office and wait for him?" Liao Nan said as she approached.
“Okay.” Shi Yang carried the food box and followed Liao Nan to the president’s office.
Liao Nan did not rush to leave.
I looked at her several times.
He looked like he had something to say.
Shi Yang sat down and said, "Assistant Liao, please speak your mind."
Liao Nan pursed her lips, as if she had made up her mind, and said, "Madam, President Ji is actually quite tired. He was just discharged from the hospital but still has to work on company matters. He even flew to Haicheng in the early morning. Even a body of iron can't handle that. Please persuade him to rest at home. He will definitely listen to what you say."
Shi Yang didn't understand: "What do you mean he flew to Haicheng in the early morning? When?"
Upon hearing her question, Liao Nan belatedly realized, "You don't know?"
What should she know?
"Madam, do you like cherry pies?"
When he asked that, Shi Yang was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand something.
"You mean he flew to Haicheng in the early morning to buy me a cherry pie, and then flew back at dawn?"
Liao Nan nodded.
Shi Yang was speechless.
It turns out that cherry pies have never existed in the capital.
Something seemed to be surging up inside her, like a raging storm, and she was just a small, lonely boat sailing on a vast ocean. Now, this turbulent emotion seemed to be about to engulf her.
A cherry pie may not be worth much, but what is precious is the sentiment of the person who buys it.
She knew that Ji Peiheng might like her, but she didn't expect his feelings to be so intense.
So intensely passionate that he could drag his ailing body to another city in the middle of the night just for a simple cherry pie.
Without asking why.
Just because she wanted to eat it.
She finally understood that some things couldn't wait any longer.
She wanted to explain everything to him!
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