Chapter 350 Look, this is how cake is used
Bed and Breakfast, Suites.
The sound insulation here is really good. You can't hear anything outside, and the outside world can't hear anything inside.
In the end, it was Cheng Zhu who went to the bathroom to take a shower first.
He called the counselor several times, but she didn't respond. She just curled up in the quilt, covering her flushed face tightly.
Her most genuine reaction at this moment can actually inspire endless satisfaction and sense of accomplishment in men.
After Cheng Zhu came out of the shower, he found that she had already put on her bathrobe. Then, without speaking to him, she lowered her head and quickly slipped into the bathroom.
The hot water washed away the mud, and Chen Jieyu felt that she was really driven crazy by him again.
And most importantly - the night is long.
This is just the first half.
When she came out in her bathrobe, she saw Cheng Zhu standing by the table in the living room.
And on the table, there was a small birthday cake.
The cake is very exquisite. I bought it from a well-known dessert shop in Hangzhou. It is not cheap.
"Where did the cake come from?" Concubine Chen was slightly stunned.
Cheng Zhu glanced at her and saw that her cheeks were still slightly red. This was related to the hot bath she had just taken, but not entirely.
"I brought it here this afternoon and asked my boss to keep it cool for me. I just called him to send it up." He replied.
As he untied the ribbon on the box, he said, "You still have to eat cake on your birthday."
The counselor looked at the exquisite cake on the table, which was in stark contrast to the decorated cake he had bought.
It is so exquisite, it seems to be used for girls to take photos and post on WeChat Moments. Even the packaging is extremely exquisite, and the paper tray of the cake is dotted with pearl balls of different sizes.
The decorated cake in her bag and its pink plastic packaging gave off a cheap vibe.
Concubine Chen pulled out a chair from the side and sat down next to him.
Cheng Zhu looked at her and asked in surprise: "Aren't you going to take out the cake in your bag?"
"Um?"
"Stop pretending. I saw it when you took something out of the bag just now. No way, you are not willing to give it to me?" Cheng Zhu was shocked.
"That's not what I meant." Chen Jieyu had no choice but to take out the small old-fashioned decorated cake from her bag.
When it is placed next to the cake that Cheng Zhu bought, the contrast is even stronger.
"It's quite impressive that you can find such a retro model. Where did you find it? I haven't eaten this thing for maybe ten years. I wonder if it still tastes like it did when I was a child." Cheng Zhu smiled and picked it up to take a look.
His performance made Concubine Chen feel slightly relieved.
"Why did you think of buying this cake? Just to recall your childhood?" Cheng Zhu asked.
Little did he know that what he said was not correct, he still underestimated Chen Jieyu's family situation.
She shook her head and said softly, "It's because I couldn't eat it when I was a child, so now that I see it, I want to buy one."
This made him fall silent.
He originally thought that it would be impossible to prepare an elaborate birthday gift for her in a family that favored boys over girls. The best he could do was buy her a cheap cake or a whole bowl of birthday noodles.
That's why he prepared 27 gift boxes.
But unexpectedly, hey, they didn’t celebrate their daughter’s birthday at all and simply ignored this day.
"I'm actually so fucking conservative!" Cheng Zhu couldn't help but say in his heart.
But if you think about it carefully, although the retro trend has always been there, given Chen Jieyu's personality, she probably wouldn't find this kind of old-fashioned decorated cake interesting and then buy it without special reasons.
Chen Jieyu looked at him and said, "Am I being a little hypocritical?"
"There is no one in this world who is not hypocritical." Cheng Zhu replied, and immediately changed the subject, suggesting: "Then let's eat this first. I really miss the taste of my childhood."
Concubine Chen nodded and opened the transparent lid.
"Don't you want to light a candle and make a wish?" he asked.
Concubine Chen shook her head.
She didn't celebrate her birthday, this was originally bought for the little girl in the past. As for the wish, she had already made it secretly in her heart when she was a child, with her eyes closed and her hands clasped together, and blew the "candle" into the air.
The cake that Cheng Zhu bought belonged to 27-year-old Concubine Chen.
Holding the fork, Cheng Zhu took a bite of the decorated cake and felt the difference in the taste of the cream.
"I thought it was very delicious when I was a kid!" he said in his heart.
But that's how people are, the threshold will become higher and higher.
When I was a child, I felt happy just by drinking a bottle of soda, and the snacks that cost fifty cents a pack at the school gate were the most delicious thing in the world.
But as you eat more and more things, have more and more experiences, and see more of the world, your threshold of happiness will become higher and higher.
The most hateful thing is that many people were “prophets” when they were young.
When you were a child, you wanted to eat instant noodles every day, and now you have finally made your wish come true.
When you were a kid, you thought computers were the most fun and you wanted to sit in front of them every day. Now that you’re working, you’ve achieved it.
When you were a child, you hoped to have 100 yuan every day, and now you make 3,000 yuan a month.
Damn, no wonder I’m not happy!
The small decorated cake was eaten up in just a few bites by Cheng Zhu's big mouth, and Concubine Chen only took two bites.
But when she saw him eating the ginseng fruit like Zhu Bajie, a faint smile appeared on her face, which was less serious and more lively than her usual self.
It was as if the little Concubine Chen from many years ago was entertaining him who appeared in her life in an unreasonable way many years later.
“Is it so delicious?” she wondered.
"To be honest, the cream tastes just so-so, but it makes people miss it a little bit," said Cheng Zhu.
As far as he remembers, a few years later, Holiland seemed to have launched a similar retro model, but the materials used were definitely different from those more than ten years ago.
It certainly doesn’t taste that good, but it is also the memory of several generations.
"Well, now it's time to make a wish and blow out the candles." Cheng Zhu said.
After putting candles on the cake he bought for himself, he didn't rush to light it, but connected the Bluetooth speaker in the homestay room.
"Wait a minute, I'll play a birthday song for you." He connected the speakers and said, "I will definitely sing a few lines for you, but I'm singing alone here, I'm afraid you'll be embarrassed, haha!"
After the candles were lit, Cheng Zhu turned off the lights in the homestay, and the birthday song started playing on the Bluetooth speaker, but it was the most common version, not the Haidilao version.
Chen Jieyu originally thought that she would not be used to this kind of activity, or even reject it. But when the lights dimmed, and there was only the candlelight in the room, and Cheng Zhu's singing mixed with the sound system, the atmosphere suddenly became lively.
For some reason, she felt a little sour in her nose, so she closed her eyes decisively.
When Chinese people make wishes, they always like to make big wishes.
Things like getting rich are difficult.
In fact, even the four words "good health" are not that easy.
Chen Jieyu understood one thing since she was a child, that is, this world will always make you get the opposite of what you want.
Therefore, she never makes any big wishes, or rather, any broad wishes.
Rather than saying she was making a wish, it would be better to say she was making the following promise:
"I hope I can celebrate my birthday with Cheng Zhu next year."
She didn't even promise it every year.
Just next year, that's all.
Because of this wish, I can make it again next year.
Maybe once a year.
In the living room of the B&B, Concubine Chen blew out the candles burning on the cake.
Cheng Zhu, who was standing next to the switch, turned on the light with a click.
He used his phone to turn off the Bluetooth speaker and asked with a smile, "What did you wish for?"
"Don't you know that wishes cannot be spoken out loud?" Concubine Chen asked back.
"I didn't expect that you, a university worker, are so superstitious!" Cheng Zhu took out a tray and a knife and fork from the bag and handed them to her.
The counselor took the knife and fork and looked at the cake, feeling a little unsure where to start.
"There are only two of us, and we can't finish it," she said.
"Eat it first, and we'll deal with the rest later." Cheng Zhu replied, "I've tried to buy the smallest one I could. In fact, this style would look better if it were a little bigger."
In the end, Chen Jieyu cut a small piece for herself and then cut a large piece for Cheng Zhu.
"No, this is too big!" Cheng Zhu was speechless.
Women are like this. If they can’t finish the food and don’t know how to make an effort to eat more, they will just give it to us men!
But what’s interesting is that Cheng Zhu, like most men, can actually finish it if he tries hard.
And he ate even faster than Concubine Chen.
While eating the cake, he also asked the counselor: "How is the contact with Dean Zhang going?"
This happened a while ago.
Cheng Zhu was not in a hurry about this, he just wanted to understand the situation.
"I guess the dean has a best candidate in mind, and he will wait for this person's reply first." said Chen Jieyu.
"who?"
"Maybe it's his son who's traveling around the world," she guessed.
"Huh? Traveling around the world?" Cheng Zhu was stunned.
"Dean Zhang's son is a top student in computer science at Tsinghua University. He has very strong skills and abilities. He is well-known in the industry and is a god-level figure. He used to work in a well-known company in Shenzhen, but he encountered some special circumstances last year, so he resigned and started traveling around the world."
"What special circumstances?"
"He is divorced." Chen Jieyu replied.
"Is divorce so painful? You've been taking it easy for a year and you're still not satisfied. Are you a loyal and good man?" he asked.
"Well, his situation is a bit special." Concubine Chen hesitated to speak.
"You're still keeping it a secret from me, right?" Cheng Zhu pretended to be unhappy: "I'm not a big mouth."
Concubine Chen sighed and said, "The two children he had with his ex-wife are not his."
Cheng Zhu had not expected this to happen. After a while, he asked, "Are the two children twins? Or were they born at different stages?"
Chen Jieyu's answer was very explosive: "They are not twins. The older one is three years older than the younger one."
At this moment, Cheng Zhu felt a tingling sensation on his scalp for some unknown reason.
Suddenly I understand why this guy couldn't calm down after traveling around the world for a year.
He had heard a saying before that when looking for a husband, one should look for someone who studies computer science, and should look for programmers like us.
After all, who doesn’t like a husband who makes a lot of money, talks little, and dies early?
Moreover, I work overtime all year round and am away from home, so the air is free.
But the atmosphere in this brother’s home is a bit too free!
After the two chatted briefly about this matter, Chen Jieyu, who had been eating the cake in small bites, finally finished it.
She looked at the remaining birthday cake on the table, thinking it was a bit of a waste, and wondered whether to freeze it and take it back tomorrow.
While she was thinking, Cheng Zhu suddenly rubbed the cream with his fingers and then applied a little on her face.
Concubine Chen looked calm, not frightened and showing no intention of fighting back.
"Eh? Why are you so boring?" Cheng Zhu was speechless.
"I'm not a child anymore. I'm already 27 years old," said Concubine Chen.
"I see. You like the way adults play, right?" Cheng Zhu smiled, slowly stretched out his fingers, and spread a thick layer of cream on his hands.
Chen Jieyu looked at him and this time inexplicably wanted to avoid him.
Cheng Zhu first applied a little on her jawline, then on her neck, then on her collarbone, and then all the way down.
Look, this is how we adults use cake.
Chen Jieyu stood up and tried to escape, but he held her down, covered her lips, and began to smear it with his right hand.
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