"ah..."
Xue Fu pursed her lower lip, her cheeks puffed out, looking aggrieved: "Okay."
She took a breath and muttered softly, "Three days it is."
Today's meeting was already an unexpected surprise.
Although there is still a month until the New Year, Xue Fu feels that she has already received the best New Year's gift.
"Then you have to spend some time with me these next couple of days," Xue Fu said, her eyes lighting up as she leaned against him and looked up at him. "You can pick me up from get off work, okay?"
When the group of five studied together before, she saw Wang Qing and Sun Chengbin always going in and out together, all sweet and affectionate.
Although Xue Fu didn't find the long-distance relationship particularly difficult, seeing the two of them being so affectionate stirred up some memories for her, making her miss Gu Chong even more.
"Okay, I'll pick you up after get off work."
Xue Fu smiled sweetly, like a child who had received candy: "Then take me to work tomorrow too!"
Once Xue Fu started talking about this, she became very talkative.
She wrinkled her nose: "You have no idea, before I told my colleagues I had a boyfriend, they didn't believe me. They all asked me why my boyfriend didn't pick me up from get off work, and whether I made it up to fool them so they wouldn't play matchmaker."
Xue Fu's tone was slightly resentful, which was kind of cute.
Gu Chong cleared his throat and softened his voice: "Afu..."
Hearing these words, Gu Chong tasted a faint bitterness on his tongue. He had wronged Xue Fu.
If Xue Fu hadn't dated someone from a rural area like him, she wouldn't have been 'made things difficult' by others and wouldn't have had to endure the discomfort of a long-distance relationship.
"I'll be there soon, just give me a little more time."
It will be soon.
Gu Chong has already saved up a lot of money. In another two months, he will have enough capital to bring Gu Fei over.
He instinctively gripped Xue Fu's hand tightly, as if that would lock her in his grasp.
He gripped her hand with a strong, noticeable force; he was nervous.
Xue Fu realized that what she had said had made him 'frightened'.
She turned around and took his hand, their fingers intertwined, and swayed in the air.
"What's wrong? Didn't we agree to go to the park to fly kites together in April? Are you going to go back on your word?" Xue Fu smiled and tilted her head to rub against his shoulder blade. "I was just... complaining... I didn't mean anything by it, don't overthink it."
"I've always stayed true to myself, and I've never wavered, okay? Don't you believe me?"
Xue Fu was adept at turning the tables.
"No."
Gu Chong lowered his eyes, his eyelids drooping, and looked down at her. His moist black eyes even looked a little pitiful.
He said, "I'm bad with words, Afu."
Xue Fu was immediately struck by his charm. She couldn't stand Gu Chong's ingratiating manner.
Her cheeks flushed slightly, she walked ahead first, then turned and pulled him along, saying, "Ahem, I know you're bad with words, okay, let's go, let's go home!"
After finishing get off work, Xue Mingcheng didn't go straight home today. Instead, he went to the supply and marketing cooperative to visit an acquaintance.
He made a special trip to the supply and marketing cooperative on his way to work in the morning.
He spent money to pull some strings and got the butcher to reserve a pound of fresh pork belly and a pig's trotter for him, which he picked up after get off work.
It's winter now, and the pork has been in the cupboard all day, so it looks very fresh.
Xue Mingcheng carried the meat wrapped in newspaper, humming a song all the way home, feeling quite pleased with himself.
He planned to show off his culinary skills that evening and cook a nice, nourishing meal for his daughter.
The grueling college entrance exam is finally over. He felt that his daughter had lost weight from exhaustion. Her chubby cheeks had disappeared, and her face had become very thin, which broke the heart of the old father.
He had it all planned out: he would provide his daughter with nourishing food for the next month, determined to help her regain the weight she had lost.
Back in the kitchen, Xue Mingcheng cut the pork belly into small pieces and then marinated it.
He plans to braise Dongpo pork.
He bought a whole pig's trotter, chopped it into small pieces with a cleaver, put it in a pot, added ginger, and blanched it, skimming off the foam.
He still has a lot of the seaweed he bought last time, and also the large white radishes he bought yesterday.
He was going to make a radish, kelp, and pig's trotter soup.
Perfect for winter, it warms the stomach, nourishes the skin, and replenishes collagen.
The charcoal in the stove was burning brightly, and the pot on top was covered, but the lid was bubbling loudly, with wisps of hot white steam rising from underneath.
Before long, the kitchen was filled with the aroma of meat.
Ji Yazhi also returned home early; she had originally planned to pick up her daughter from school. But on her way home from get off work, she remembered what her daughter had told them beforehand, shook her head, and turned back home.
I'm waiting at home for my daughter to come home.
However, even after Xue Mingcheng had stewed the Dongpo pork until it was practically melted and the pig's trotters were soft in the pot, his daughter still hadn't returned.
Based on the timeline of the previous two days, my daughter should have been home a while ago by now.
The couple felt something was off and were a little worried.
Now that it's winter, it gets dark early; it's dark by 5:30 pm.
Although there are streetlights in the city, the air outside is cold and the wind is strong at night. They are worried that their daughter might catch a cold if she stays outside for too long.
For some reason, the couple wondered if their daughter had run into some classmates or friends and chatted with them a bit longer on the street, talking about exams or something, which made her late getting home.
Xue Mingcheng glanced at the wall clock in the living room; it was getting late. The sky outside the window was completely dark, and he could see the faint glow of streetlights not far below.
Xue Mingcheng was a little anxious. He washed his hands, took off his apron, and prepared to go downstairs to wait for his daughter.
As soon as I stepped out of the building, I saw two familiar figures on the other side of the street from a distance.
Xue Mingcheng looked closely and realized that the person slumped bonelessly against the man next to him was none other than his beautiful and lovely Rongrong!
And the man next to Rongrong, oh, isn't that her little boyfriend!
So, how did Gu Chong get here?!
Xue Mingcheng suddenly felt a surge of air in his throat, stuck there, unable to get it up or down, and he coughed violently twice in the night.
Then the two people on the other end froze.
Xue Fu was nestled in Gu Chong's arms, pulling at him and talking incessantly. Because they hadn't seen each other for so long, she was being a little too forward.
Taking advantage of the darkness, she boldly pulled Gu Chong to a place without streetlights and where no one could see them.
The two embraced for a while in the dimly lit corner.
Taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, Xue Fu tiptoed and stole a kiss from him, but she misjudged the spot and ended up kissing his chin instead, bumping her lips.
She hissed and cried out in pain.
Then someone cupped her face in their large hands to examine the wound closely, gently tracing her lips with their fingertips: "You didn't break the skin."
Xue Fu made a soft "Mmm!" sound.
In an instant, the fox's eyes darted left and right, his face turned red, his chest pounded, and his heart raced.
He, he, he just licked her!
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