Tong Xiaohuai was held in Yan Bo's arms and lifted into the air, feeling both embarrassed and touched.
Her reason told her that she should jump off him, but Tong Xiaohuai, who had rarely enjoyed such boundless pampering since childhood, couldn't bear to give up this extreme tenderness and indulgence.
On the higher branches, there were clearly more large, ripe oranges, their golden color shining brightly in the sunlight, looking very tempting.
Are the oranges on top bigger and more numerous?
Yan Bo held her up with both hands, his gaze sweeping over the oranges in the basket. Compared to the ones she had picked before, the oranges he had just picked were clearly riper and larger.
"Yes, it's dazzling."
Yanbo held her up steadily. "Then take your time picking them, no rush."
Tong Xiaohuai was initially worried that her weight would be too much for Yan Bo to handle. After all, although she wasn't fat, her height was a factor, and even if she were skin and bones, she wouldn't be too light.
She was still thinking about how he had teased her that morning, and now she couldn't help but feel a desire for revenge.
"Are you sure you can do it? If not, remember to tell me, so I don't fall."
As Tong Xiaohuai spoke, he deliberately bounced around a few times, seemingly unafraid of death.
Yan Bo's arm strength was indeed amazing. Even when Tong Xiaohuai deliberately made things difficult for him, he still held her tightly. After she picked a few large oranges from the same tree, he carried her forward for about ten meters and then moved to another orange tree.
Tong Xiaohuai was being served with utmost care, yet she still felt a little unsatisfied.
"Sigh, thinking back, I really miss the feeling of riding on my dad's shoulders. Back then, I always felt like I was standing on the shoulders of giants."
"Now you want to sit on my shoulders?" Yan Bo's amused voice came from below, making Tong Xiaohuai feel embarrassed.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Yan Bo let her fall back to the ground. Before she could react, his hands moved from her waist to her armpits.
This posture is truly a standard way to lift someone onto your shoulders.
Tong Xiaohuai panicked and quickly patted his hand to clarify.
"Yanbo, are you serious? No way! I'm all grown up now, not a little kid anymore."
Yan Bo released her after she struggled for a while, put his arm around her neck, leaned in from behind, and kissed her on the cheek.
"If you want, I can spoil you like a little kid, and it won't bother you at all."
Tong Xiaohuai's face isn't that big yet. She's eighteen years old, yet she's still riding on someone's shoulders like a little kid? The key point is, she's not even a petite girl.
"I was just joking, you actually took it seriously!"
Feeling a little embarrassed, Tong Xiaohuai broke free from his embrace, picked up a half-basket of oranges, and strode forward.
"Let's go pick star fruit..."
Yan Bo quickly caught up with her. Let alone picking starfruit, even if she said she could pick peaches from the heavens, as long as he had the ability, he would go with her.
"You like star fruit?"
During this period of time, Yan Bo has figured out quite a bit about Tong Xiaohuai's preferences.
However, those mostly refer to the types of dishes on the dining table or preferences for sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy flavors. As for fruits, I've never really figured it out.
Tong Xiaohuai did not answer him immediately. She waited until he caught up and walked alongside her before saying, "I don't like star fruit, but my dad does."
Yan Bo had no way of verifying the truth of her words. He took the basket of oranges with one hand and held her hand with the other.
His basket, however, had long since been thrown away somewhere.
Tong Xiaohuai looked at the basket that had changed hands, raised an eyebrow, and asked him with a smug look.
"Where's your basket? Did you forfeit? Did you admit defeat?"
Yan Bo gave her a deep look and nodded frankly in acknowledgment.
"Yes, I abstained. I concede defeat."
He wasn't a chauvinist; in his view, as long as his lover was happy, there was nothing wrong with him admitting defeat.
Tong Xiaohuai's expression was quite vivid. "Sigh, I really regret it. Why didn't I make it clear what the stakes would be?"
Yan Bo squeezed her palm and gazed at her with a doting expression.
"It's okay, you can think of whatever the bet is, and it can be cashed out anytime." Yan Bo said, unable to resist lowering his head and rubbing his lips against the top of her head.
Tong Xiaohuai tilted her head back, her forehead accidentally brushing against his chin. His slightly rough chin rubbed against her smooth forehead, a slight stinging sensation mixed with a tingling feeling, making Tong Xiaohuai want to dodge, yet also wanting to continue rubbing against him.
A subtle, almost imperceptible pleasure spread from the skin of her forehead, causing Tong Xiaohuai to lose herself in thought for a moment.
When she came to her senses from this inexplicable tenderness, Yan Bo's forehead was pressed against hers, and the two were gazing deeply into each other's eyes at very close range.
To hide her embarrassment, Tong Xiaohuai lowered her eyes, avoiding his intense gaze, and murmured a question.
"Anything is fine?"
Yanbo leaned in and kissed her slightly red nose, whether out of awkwardness or shyness, and solemnly assured her, "Yes, any bet is fine."
As he spoke, he took her hand and wrapped it around her waist.
"What about the deadline?" Tong Xiaohuai wondered, lost in thought.
Or perhaps, she wasn't thinking about anything at all, and simply wanted to force him to break his composure.
She didn't really believe that this man could truly give her unlimited tolerance, indulgence, and pampering.
Yan Bo tilted his head thoughtfully for a moment, then said, "Hmm... how many years would be good?"
Tong Xiaohuai unconsciously tightened her grip on his hand. She was actually quite afraid that he would say "a minute," or even less.
In fact, she was just like most girls—vain and greedy.
Even knowing he was already good enough to her, she still craved more. Even knowing that no relationship could truly last forever, she still wanted to hear similar assurances from him.
However, she knew better than anyone that she and he were just a couple who had been dating for a little over a month, and it would be a lie to say that their relationship was very strong.
Saying that you can give each other a forever future is just empty talk.
But aren't all people in love like this?
Knowing full well that what the other party is building for them may just be a mirage, they still choose to believe and entrust themselves to the other party without a trace of doubt.
Yan Bo pondered for a long time.
Tong Xiaohuai's heart pounded so hard during the wait that it felt like it was about to leap out of her chest.
Finally, Tong Xiaohuai couldn't resist any longer and lifted her eyelids to meet his deep, dark eyes.
"Fine, I won't make things difficult for you..."
Some cruel answers, even if you know them, are best left unsaid; many people would rather deceive themselves and pretend they know nothing until the other person says it.
That's exactly how Tong Xiaohuai felt at that moment.
"Yes, you really shouldn't have made things difficult for me. The timeframe I gave you wasn't long, just 30,000 days."
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