"Yueyue, you're back. Have you eaten? I didn't ask Aunt Wang to cook for you."
The car then stopped in front of the Huo family's house.
Mr. and Mrs. Huo had just returned from their walk. Upon seeing the two of them, they quickly inquired about their whereabouts with concern.
"I ate Mom."
Wen Xingyue quickly got out of the car, shyly fleeing from Huo Tingxiao, her face flushed.
Although Wen Xingyue was told by her mother this afternoon that she could kiss Huo Tingxiao's lips, she had never tried it before and felt shy just thinking about it. However, Huo Tingxiao actually took the initiative to kiss her.
Wen Xingyue blushed.
She felt quite comfortable being close to Huo Tingxiao, but her face felt hot, making her embarrassed to be seen by others. She greeted Huo's mother and the others and then jogged into the yard.
"What's wrong with Yueyue? Did you two have a fight?"
Wen Xingyue ran away quickly. Huo's mother sensed something was wrong and glared at Huo Tingxiao, who had just gotten out of the car.
"No."
Huo Tingxiao's gaze fell on the little girl who had run away, his smile still lingering on his face.
A shy little peach blossom spirit.
"Then why did Yueyue run away?" Mother Huo stared at her son suspiciously.
"She brought back some delicious food, probably because she's eager to share it with Xiaojun."
Huo Tingxiao lied without batting an eye.
If his mother knew what he had done, she would probably call him a beast.
"Really? But why do I feel like Yueyue's face is a little red?"
Mrs. Huo was skeptical and wanted to ask more questions, but Mr. Huo pulled her inside by the arm.
"Let's go, hurry inside. There are so many mosquitoes outside, they'll fly into our eyes and noses if we stand here any longer."
Mr. Huo spoke as he walked.
"Weren't you fanning yourself with a fan?" Mrs. Huo muttered.
"If you slap it, it will fly back to you again."
As he spoke, Mr. Huo turned and glared at Huo Tingxiao behind him, signaling him to tone it down.
They're all men, and Mr. Huo's father went through the same thing with Mrs. Huo when they were young, so I can guess the general idea.
"Okay, I see that Yueyue's face looks really red. Is she feeling unwell? I have to ask her."
Mrs. Huo kept muttering to herself, still worried.
...
When Huo Tingxiao pushed the wheelchair into the house, Wen Xingyue and Huo Tingjun were sitting side by side at the coffee table in the living room, sharing a small cake.
Mr. and Mrs. Huo each took one piece.
Wen Xingyue also gave Wang Ma a piece.
They also sent a large piece to Li Tianbai, who lived next door.
Master's life is too hard; he should eat more sweets.
There was a piece left on the coffee table; it was obviously meant for him.
Huo Tingxiao's eyes were filled with a deep smile.
He maneuvered his wheelchair over there.
"I saved this for you, it's delicious."
After calming down for a while, Wen Xingyue was no longer shy. When she saw him coming over, she pushed the plate of cake toward him.
Wen Lingyue is very skilled; she uses only the best ingredients, and the cake tastes delicious.
Because she thought the Huo family had a lot of people, she made a six-inch cake.
"Yes, yes, brother, this cake is so delicious, it's the best I've ever eaten."
Huo Tingjun also likes it very much.
"Yes, this cake is so fragrant and delicious, not cloying at all. The sweetness lingers in your mouth after you eat it."
Mrs. Huo wasn't a sweet tooth, but she finished all the little cakes that Wen Xingyue had given her.
This tastes really good.
They've bought cakes before, but they get tired of them after a few bites.
This one, however, will not.
On the contrary, it left a lingering aftertaste.
The cake base was baked until soft and fluffy, not dry, and the jam inside was cooked to the perfect level of sweetness.
"Mm," Huo Tingxiao replied.
"Is that enough for you? Share some more with me, I can't eat it all by myself."
Huo Tingxiao glanced at her plate, which she had almost finished eating, and pushed his own plate toward her.
"That's enough...that's enough."
To be honest, Wen Xingyue wasn't quite done eating, but she was too embarrassed to take more from Huo Tingxiao.
"I don't really like these, could you eat some for me?"
Huo Tingxiao knew perfectly well that she hadn't eaten enough, so he didn't ask her anymore. He took the plate from her and cut off most of it for her with a knife.
If it weren't for the fear that she would overeat and get an upset stomach, Huo Tingxiao would have given her the whole thing.
Not long ago, Wen Xingyue ate too much and had a stomachache at night. She was moaning and groaning, so she called Li Tianbai to come and see her. He knew it was caused by overeating, so from then on, Huo Tingxiao would supervise her to make sure she didn't eat too much at night.
"Then I'll eat it?"
Wen Xingyue glanced at him, then looked at the two finger-width pieces of cake left on his plate, feeling rather embarrassed.
"Hmm." Huo Tingxiao handed her the fork.
Wen Xingyue didn't stand on ceremony and ate to her heart's content once again.
It's delicious, and she likes it.
Seeing that she was eating with satisfaction, Huo Tingxiao slowly started eating as well.
Cakes spoil easily if left out for too long these days; otherwise, Huo Tingxiao would have preferred to leave them for her to eat the next day.
The cake was delicious, with a rich and creamy flavor.
I wonder if Wen Lingyue will sell it in her shop. If she does, I can buy it for her next time.
...
After a busy day, everyone quickly went to rest.
"Aren't you going to rest?"
Huo Tingxiao watched Wen Xingyue sitting on the sofa downstairs for a long time without moving. If it were in the past, she would have run into her own room long ago, taken over his bed, covered herself with his blanket, and only left him a corner.
It's almost 10 o'clock today, well past her bedtime, but she's sitting obediently on the sofa, holding a book on acupuncture points and reading it.
However, I didn't turn a page for a long time; once I started reading, I couldn't get into it.
"Oh, oh, rest, rest."
Wen Xingyue was in a daze when Huo Tingxiao's words brought her back to her senses. She stood up and subconsciously wanted to walk downstairs to Huo Tingxiao's room, but then she stopped.
His expression was very conflicted.
He hesitated, then looked at Huo Tingxiao.
"What are you struggling with? Can you tell me?"
Huo Tingxiao pushed the wheelchair to her side, took her hand, looked up at her, and asked gently.
"Huo Tingxiao, you kissed me today."
Wen Xingyue was someone who couldn't keep her thoughts to herself, and when she mentioned that Huo Tingxiao had kissed her today, a faint blush rose on her face.
"Hmm, you don't want to?"
Huo Tingxiao breathed a sigh of relief when she was willing to talk to him. He was afraid that she would not want to tell him anything. His deep eyes were fixed on him, like a hunter capturing his prey. He suppressed the wicked thoughts in his heart that wanted to devour his prey alive and tried his best to maintain a gentle demeanor.
When he asked that question, Huo Tingxiao's heart tightened slightly.
I wanted to know her answer, but I was also afraid to hear from her that she was unwilling.
He might be a little sad.
His deep eyes flickered with a dark light. If she was unwilling, it might be too late; he wouldn't let her go.
She took small steps and hopped over to him, bumping into his little rabbit, and he wouldn't let it go.
"...No...it's just..."
Wen Xingyue shook her head honestly. She didn't dislike Huo Tingxiao kissing her. She pursed her lips and muttered something, wanting to say something but unable to say it out loud.
"Please tell me what you really think."
Huo Tingxiao waited patiently for the little rabbit to speak.
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