Chapter 91 Eating Cake
It took a long time for Chen Nuo to come back. When he came back, he was carrying a lot of bags in his hands. When Fu Chuji opened the door, he thought it was a shopping bag that had turned into a spirit.
“…”
"Give me a hand."
Shen Nuo stuffed the bag in his hand into his hand, turned around and went out again.
When she came back, she had a big box in her hands.
She couldn't see the road while holding the box and almost tripped over the stairs. Fortunately, Fu Chuji supported her in time, took the box from her hands and put it on the ground.
"It gave me a fright."
She looked at Fu Chuji's hand, then placed her own hand next to his and compared it, then said quietly, "Even if I take a step back, why can't my hand be the same size as yours?"
Otherwise, she wouldn't have almost fallen because she couldn't hold the box steadily.
Fu Chuji ignored her nonsense, looked at the things piled on the ground, and asked, "What did you buy?"
The corners of Shen Nuo’s lips curled up: “Of course it’s a gift.”
She opened one of the bags and took out a box containing a pair of exquisite chalcedony cufflinks.
"And this."
She rummaged through another bag and found a tie inside.
"Unfortunately, time is running out and I don't have time to prepare anything else for you. So I'll just have to rely on quantity."
She was talking to herself and didn't hear Fu Chuji speak for a long time. Then she looked up at him, but was suddenly hugged.
He buried his head in the crook of her neck, his soft lips brushing against her skin, his moist breath spraying against her neck, and he remained silent.
Shen Nuo felt that the atmosphere was a bit dull. She coughed lightly and deliberately said, "Why are you crying secretly because you are so moved? Then don't be too moved. Who told you to find a rich and considerate sponsor? This is all..."
Before she could finish her words, she felt a slight wetness on her neck and suddenly felt a little helpless.
"I'm just saying this casually. Don't cry. If you really want to cry..."
She cleared her throat and said, "Can you let me see? I've never seen you cry before."
“…”
He raised his head, avoiding her gaze and said, "Let's eat."
After he finished speaking, he walked towards the kitchen, not giving Shen Nuo a chance to see his face. When he came out of the kitchen, his face had returned to normal, and it was impossible to tell whether he had been crying just now.
"A man's self-esteem."
Shen Nuo sighed while shaking his head, and walked to the dining table and sat down.
Fu Chuji put down the dish and said in a cold tone: "Don't let your imagination run wild."
"Ha, what are you imagining? If you don't feel guilty, why are you hiding?" Shen Nuo looked at him with burning eyes.
"Let's eat."
“Changing the subject again.” Shen Nuo muttered.
But she wasn't the type to ask questions, and since he didn't want to talk anymore, she didn't press the issue. Anyway, she was certain in her heart that he was just crying.
"What's in that?" Fu Chuji looked at the big box in the corner.
Shen Nuo smiled and said, “I have a surprise prepared for you. I’ll show it to you later.”
Seeing her smiling face with curved eyebrows, Fu Chuji felt that she probably had no good intentions.
After dinner, Shen Nuo suggested cutting the cake. When she put the candles in, she saw the shape of the candles and asked casually, "You are 27 this year."
Fu Chuji's heart sank, but he remained calm and said, "Why do you think I'm old?"
Shen Nuo answered honestly: "Compared to those young idols in the company, it is indeed a bit older."
“…” He had no expression on his face, but he almost crushed the plastic cutter in his hand.
Shen Nuo supported his head with his hands and looked at him, blinked and said: "I didn't expect you to be 27 years old. I originally called you Brother Xiao Ji just to tease you, but I didn't expect you to really be my brother."
Seeing the cunning flash in her eyes, Fu Chuji knew she did it on purpose.
She always deliberately made him angry, but she could easily calm him down.
"Alright, alright, make a wish." Shen Nuo urged him.
He paused and said, "There's nothing to wish for."
He never pins what he wants on these illusory wishes, he only takes practical actions to get what he wants.
"Oh, then just skip this process."
Shen Nuo took out her phone and took a picture of him. He waited obediently for her to finish taking the picture before asking, "Can I blow out the candles now?"
"Okay." She made an OK gesture.
Fu Chuji lowered his head and blew out the candle. After the candle went out, the room instantly fell into darkness.
He stood up to turn on the light, but a hand secretly touched him in the darkness. He took her hand and felt something sticky on it.
"What do you want to do?"
"Nothing."
Shen Nuo wanted to pull her hand back guiltily, but he held her hand tightly.
He lowered his head and sniffed her hand, and a sweet smell entered his nose.
Although she couldn't see his movements in the darkness, Shen Nuo could feel his breath on her palm.
She felt a warm and moist touch on her palm, as if his tongue was licking it lightly.
"butter"
She felt a little itchy and subconsciously tried to break free, but he held her tighter.
"What are you hiding from?"
His voice was slightly hoarse, and his deep voice was filled with lingering affection.
Shen Nuo panicked, and she pretended to be calm and said, "Then what are you doing?"
"Eat cake, what's wrong with that?"
He spoke calmly, then lowered his head, extended his tongue and rolled away the cream on her fingers, the sweet taste spreading in his mouth.
He doesn't like sweets, but now he thinks it tastes good.
Shen Nuo's face flushed, and she cursed in a low voice: "You are a hooligan."
Fu Chuji remained calm: "Weren't you the one who was plotting this first?"
"How can it be the same!" she raised her voice.
"What's the difference? Did I get the cream on your hands?"
Shen Nuo defended himself: “I just wanted to wipe it on your face.”
“So this is what you deserve.”
Ana Shen snorted, and she changed the subject: “Let go, I’ll go turn on the light, the gift hasn’t been opened yet.”
"I'll go." He let go of her hand.
The room suddenly lit up, and as he turned around, he saw a hand reaching out to his face and smearing the white cream in its hand on his face.
She raised the corners of her lips and smiled at him smugly: "This is called the unexpected."
He said with a hint of helplessness between his brows: "Are you three years old this year?"
Shen Nuo: “Ha, you’re angry out of shame.”
“…”
He calmly took out a tissue and wiped the cream off his face, his tone emotionless: "There's still a lot of cake left, I don't mind eating some more."
Thinking of what happened just now, Shen Nuo quickly changed the subject: "What cake or no cake, it's time to open the gifts."
Fu Chuji watched her walk to the big box and perform a trick of tearing off the tape with her bare hands. She poured out the contents, packages of building blocks.
A question mark slowly rose in his mind:
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