Chapter 30 His Tender Favoritism
Lu Yu paused in his steps.
Meng Xi stopped following his steps, tilted her head to look at him, her expression unreadable, neither happy nor angry.
He stared at Meng Xi for a long time, making her feel a little uneasy.
She blinked, and asked in a soft, innocent voice, "What's wrong?"
Lu Yu was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Meng Xi."
"You're jealous."
Lu Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, in an extremely good mood.
His anxiety instantly subsided. If they weren't still outside, he would have almost pinned Meng Xi against the wall and kissed her.
Although she appeared calm and indifferent on the surface, Lu Yu had sensed Meng Xi's concern in that instant.
She was being sarcastic and unsettling.
Meng Xi wasn't indifferent to the woman; she was just angry, though she didn't show it explicitly.
Now they've finally lost their patience and are about to confront them.
Even though Meng Xi was clearly trying to settle scores with him, for some reason, Lu Yu felt a surge of joy, as if it were a reward, when he thought that Meng Xi cared about him.
Meng Xi, under Lu Yu's unblinking gaze, blushed slightly on her usually composed face and denied it: "I didn't."
"You have."
Lu Yu mercilessly exposed her pretense, took Meng Xi's hand and placed it on his lower abdomen, laughing wantonly and wantonly: "Meng Xi, does it feel good?"
Her face instantly turned as red as a ripe shrimp. She quickly pulled her hand back and whispered a reproach: "You pervert!"
Lu Yu didn't care what others thought. He bent down and brought his face close to Meng Xi's, asking in a nonchalant and shameless manner, "Meng Xi, are you envious?"
He clicked his tongue, half-coaxing and half-chuckled, "Why were you arguing with me just now, huh? You think I'd let other women touch me?"
Lu Yu's warm breath brushed against Meng Xi's ear. Her ears were sensitive, and she felt a shiver run through her body, as if an electric current was spreading through her limbs.
After he finished speaking, he pretended to straighten up and continued walking forward with her.
Meng Xi didn't understand why, when she was the one who started the confrontation and took the initiative, she suddenly found herself at a disadvantage.
Biting her lip, Meng Xi retorted softly, unconvinced, "It's not like I haven't seen it before."
Lu Yu became interested: "When?"
"You've been lusting after me for so long?"
"When I brought you your study materials last time, you had just finished showering, have you forgotten?" Meng Xi explained helplessly, "It wasn't on purpose."
The Japanese restaurant was right in front of them. A kimono-clad greeter at the entrance smiled and welcomed the two of them inside. Lu Yu chuckled softly, "I won't laugh at you if you admit it."
The two of them entered the most luxurious private room, where the restaurant's best chef served them alone, and they ordered only the freshest dishes that had been flown in that day.
Meng Xi glanced at Lu Yu beside her, and wondered, could this be considered their first date...?
Lu Yu glanced at his phone without looking up and asked, "Is it pretty?"
Meng Xi: ...
She felt that Lu Yu was a bit overwhelming for her today.
I only knew him before that he was cold, had a bad temper and no patience. After I found out he liked me, he just became much gentler towards me.
But it seemed to be the first time she had ever seen Lu Yu so happy.
He seemed to be radiating light, his eyes and brows brimming with confidence, showing no trace of his former aloofness and indifference.
Like a proud and radiant boy in a campus novel, he might say some narcissistic and arrogant things when facing a girl he likes.
She was just too seductive; she couldn't handle it.
While waiting for her food, Meng Xi secretly took out her phone and logged onto Weibo. Without making it obvious, she turned the screen away from Lu Yu and posted a question online: 【What if my boyfriend…?】
It seems like he's not her boyfriend yet.
Meng Xi hesitated for a moment; this way of interacting seemed no different from having a boyfriend…
She glanced at Lu Yu again, then cautiously continued typing: "[If my boyfriend is narcissistic and flamboyant, how can I regain the upper hand in our relationship?]"
Waiting for a reply would take time, so Meng Xi put down her phone, guiltily turned the screen down, and rested her chin on her hands on the table.
She had never been in a relationship and could only passively endure things, unlike Lu Yu, who had many relationships.
He also talks a lot of sassy things.
Mealtimes felt very long.
From the moment the chef prepared the dishes, chopped them, and served them to the next dish, until the meal was almost over, a very long time had passed without them realizing it.
Meng Xi lowered her head and swallowed a mouthful of caviar. "I'm full."
Lu Yu, who was staring at Meng Xi for a long time without eating much, frowned and said, "You haven't eaten much either."
Meng Xi: "I really ate a lot."
She picked up her phone seemingly casually and saw that there were already quite a few answers to her question on the homepage. She turned to her and said with concern, "I think you're the one who hasn't eaten much. You should eat something quickly, and then we'll go home and sleep."
Lu Yu paused for a moment, then a smile curved his lips: "Okay."
Such unprecedented tenderness and concern—it would be incredibly foolish of him not to appreciate it.
Seeing Lu Yu start eating obediently, Meng Xi breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at her phone.
The comments below were varied, some of which made Meng Xi blush and her heart race.
[Where can I take the initiative to win back my girlfriend, sis? In bed?]
[If a guy is narcissistic, just look at how handsome he is. If he is, let him be narcissistic! Praise him a hundred times a day!]
Sisters, be confident! Without confidence, you'll just become a corpse! Oh my!
Hey, if you ask me, men are the dumbest creatures in the world. If he's narcissistic, just praise him and go along with him, make him unable to leave you! Then you've already taken control.
Taking the initiative is easy; you're up there, charge!
Meng Xi bit her lip and stared blankly at the screen.
Actually, that's not what she meant...
She was just thinking about how to respond to Lu Yu's endless flirtatious remarks when she was with him, so that she wouldn't have to passively endure them all the time.
After scrolling down two pages, Meng Xi finally found two relatively reliable answers.
If he's a flirt, you have to be even more flirtatious.
When a guy says flirtatious things, it's usually because he likes you and is teasing you. If you don't like it, just give him a calm look and don't say anything. He'll know from your expression that you don't like it and won't say it again next time.
...It's not that I dislike it.
"Meng Xi, what are you looking at?" Lu Yu's voice suddenly appeared above her head. Meng Xi was stunned for a moment, and the phone in her hand was nimbly snatched away.
Meng Xi, thinking of that embarrassing question on the main page, was determined not to be discovered by Lu Yu and immediately reached out to take it back.
Unfortunately, the height difference between Lu Yu and Meng Xi was too great; even when she stood on tiptoe, she couldn't reach Lu Yu's outstretched arm.
Lu Yu held up his phone and scrolled up and down the screen, clicking his tongue: "Meng Xi, what kind of stuff do you watch every day?"
Meng Xi remained silent.
He was completely unaware, and said, "If he's a slut, you're even slutner than him."
Lu Yu chuckled softly: "I think this is a good point."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Meng Xi and saw that she looked unwell, biting her lip, with red nose and eyes. His heart tightened, and he immediately handed the phone back to her, coaxing her gently, completely different from before: "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
Meng Xi glanced at Lu Yu with her bright, red eyes, but said nothing.
Lu Yu panicked immediately, "I'm sorry, be good, don't cry, okay?"
The chef, being perceptive, left first, leaving only the two people in the quiet private room.
He pulled Meng Xi onto his lap with a sudden movement, and coaxed her face to face, his cool, slightly deep voice revealing his anxiety: "I didn't know you would be so afraid of me looking at your phone. I was just kidding."
Meng Xi shook her head, crying, utterly heartbroken. She didn't even notice how intimate Lu Yu's embrace was. Her delicate nose twitched, still immersed in the aftermath of what had just happened. Her sweet, soft voice trembled as she sobbed, accusingly, "But it was so embarrassing... Who told you to touch my things..."
Lu Yu stared at Meng Xi for a while, and then something felt off.
She's so cute.
Feeling ashamed will make you feel wronged.
Like a little rabbit.
Lu Yu, the one who started it all, only belatedly realized that in his haste to see Meng Xi's expression and better coax her, he had pulled her onto his lap.
This pose is way too suggestive.
Lu Yu's eyes darkened involuntarily, and he apologized in a low, husky voice, "I'm sorry, I won't move anymore, okay?"
Meng Xi wasn't the type to have a bad temper or hold a grudge, so she nodded and forgave Lu Yu.
Just as I was about to take out my phone to delete the reply, I moved and realized where I was sitting. I immediately froze and didn't dare to move.
She sat on Lu Yu's lap, facing him.
Move forward an inch, and you can touch each other through the thin fabric.
Meng Xi hesitated for a few seconds, then immediately struggled to get down.
Lu Yu said nothing, but glanced at Meng Xi, his Adam's apple bobbing.
He knew Meng Xi didn't like being too close right now, and since he had just made her cry, he had to restrain himself. "Want some more?"
Meng Xi shook her head, awkwardly keeping a distance from Lu Yu, unsure how to face him. "I'm not eating anymore, let's go back."
Lu Yu made a phone call to settle the bill, and the two walked silently to the door, got into the sports car, and drove silently to the Lu family home.
Throughout the journey, Meng Xi repeatedly thought about what had just happened.
She felt that in just a few months, her changes had been subtly influenced by Lu Yu.
In his presence, she seemed to become less guarded and more open.
I almost wanted to put him inside the deepest door of my heart.
She used to never cry and complain at the same time; she always silently endured all the grievances and processed all the negative emotions.
Because she knew that no one could help her relieve her pain, no one could bear it for her, and no one would care about all her joys and sorrows.
But Lu Yu is not.
He was gentle, attentive, and fond of her.
With Lu Yu, Meng Xi felt that she was still a little girl who was loved.
She cherishes these moments of feeling loved, because she has had very few such experiences in recent years.
Although I don't know if his feelings will last long.
Meng Xi turned to look at Lu Yu beside her, and took his hand. "Lu Yu, thank you."
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