Seeing him hand over the chocolate bar, Zhou Ping lowered his head and took a small bite.
Shang Yan had already removed his hand, his eyes fixed on Zhou Ping, who was chewing on a whole chocolate bar. Seeing Zhou Ping's mouth move, he smiled and asked, "Is it good?"
The next second, before Zhou Ping could react, it lunged forward and bit the other end.
This action froze Zhou Ping completely; his lips were tightly pursed, and he tried to back away.
"Why are you running?" Shang Yan caught up, tilted his head back, and took another bite, crunching out most of it into his mouth.
Zhou Ping's face turned completely red, and he tried to eat the rest of the chocolate bar with a little more effort.
Shang Yan grabbed his hand, caught up with him, and bit his lip.
"!" His dark eyes widened, and his ears turned completely red. This time, Zhou Ping did not back away. He reached out and pulled Shang Yan into his arms, then lowered his head and kissed him.
Because this is a shopping mall, the kiss was brief and fleeting.
He reached out and put his arm around Shang Yan's waist, lowered his head, and kept his gaze fixed on Shang Yan. "Yan Yan, don't do this, there are so many people here..."
It would have been better if he hadn't said anything, because his words were like triggering a switch on Shang Yan.
Shang Yan opened his arms and hugged him. "I suddenly want to say something."
Zhou Ping:?
For some reason, he was actually a little scared.
But now that Shang Yan is holding her, she can't run away.
Shang Yan probably won't say anything...unseemly...right?
“Baby, I love you!” A very strong and clear voice resounded throughout the second floor of the mall.
Zhou Ping froze on the spot. The next second, his whole body turned a terrifyingly red, as if he had been rolled in ketchup.
People around them turned to look at the source of the sound, and some even took out their phones.
"Such a bold and passionate confession! Take a picture and post it on WeChat Moments first!"
Having become familiar with Shang Yan's routine, and knowing that Shang Yan definitely had more to say, Zhou Ping quickly reached out to cover Shang Yan's mouth.
Don't...don't say the name...
We were still a step too late.
"Zhou Ping, I love you!"
After those resounding words fell, Zhou Ping covered Shang Yan's mouth tightly, bent down and picked him up with one hand, ran down the second floor of the mall, and jumped out of the window.
He ran away; he ran away carrying Shang Yan.
As he fled, listening to the whistling wind in his ears, he thought about many things.
Zhou Ping felt that if he was guilty, he should have paid his dues the moment he met Shang Yan.
Even after running to a secluded spot, the blush on his face hadn't faded.
Shang Yan lay in his arms with his mouth covered, looking exceptionally well-behaved.
After Zhou Ping removed his hand from his chest, Shang Yan asked with a smile, "Weren't you very touched? My mother said that you should be bold when you're in love!"
Zhou Ping:......
He was more than just moved; he was so moved that he started running.
He sighed softly, the blush on his face still lingering. "Yan Yan, next time, could you please not say things like that in public? Just say them at home..."
"Don't you like it?" Shang Yan asked, somewhat puzzled, as she reached out and touched his flushed cheeks. "You're blushing because you're so happy."
Zhou Ping turned his face away from him, "...Maybe it's because I like him too much."
"Oh...you want to listen by yourself?" Shang Yan is exceptionally quick to grasp certain things.
Zhou Ping hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly.
Now he couldn't go shopping at the mall anymore; Zhou Ping absolutely refused to go in another step.
After Shang Yan took Zhou Ping to the Peace Agency to say goodbye to the captain and the others, it was already afternoon, and the two of them had to set off for home.
On the way home, Shang Yan reached out and wrapped his arms around Zhou Ping's waist, "Wow, Zhou Ping, you can actually fly too—"
"From now on, I'll ride on your back; it'll be easier to travel that way..."
"?" Zhou Ping looked at Shang Yan, who was holding him, with a puzzled expression. He remained silent for a while before finally saying, "I am not a pet."
019, who had just emerged from the space after turning into a small white ball, heard Shang Yan's bold statement.
"Shang Yan, I never thought you were this kind of person!" The little white ball kicked Shang Yan hard with its lined foot and then ran away shyly.
Shang Yan was a little confused. He looked up at Zhou Ping and found that Zhou Ping's face was flushed.
"No!" Zhou Ping said righteously, "Shang Yan, can you please stop thinking about these things all the time, these kinds of things..."
"The doctor has diagnosed you with a deficiency of qi and blood, so you won't be able to recover for a while!"
His refusal was righteous and his gaze became much more serious.
"I didn't treat you like a pet," Shang Yan said, even more confused. "The kind of riding I meant..."
“That’s even more unacceptable!” Zhou Ping shook his head three times in refusal.
"..." Shang Yan's emerald eyes were fixed on him, and he released his hands from around Zhou Ping's waist.
Before Zhou Ping could even breathe a sigh of relief, Shang Yan appeared on his neck.
After sitting down with his legs draped over Zhou Ping's shoulders, Shang Yan reached out and ruffled his dark hair. "I've ridden you all this time!"
Zhou Ping:......
I breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt a little suffocated.
What 019 just said was extremely misleading.
The thought that he had misunderstood made Zhou Ping blush uncontrollably.
Sitting on Zhou Ping's shoulders, Shang Yan swung his legs and said, "Zhou Ping, do you think we'll be fighting again soon?"
“…”, Zhou Ping looked down at the clouds below, his gaze unfocused. “Hmm.”
"Shouldn't we enjoy ourselves while we can? After all, we might not have the chance again later." Shang Yan reached out and touched Zhou Ping's black hair. "When we get back, I'll download every game on the market and beat them all up!"
"Hmm, anything else?" Zhou Ping smiled gently and continued to ask.
"Eat well for a few meals, and then you go and learn how to cook the kind of food that only a master chef can make, so we can eat it every day!"
Zhou Ping silently noted it down, adding one more task to his workload. He patiently asked, "Hmm, is there anything else?"
Shang Yan coughed lightly, lowered his head and rested his chin on Zhou Ping's shoulder, his slender, fair hand pinching Zhou Ping's slightly reddened ear.
"Do you want to... um... we don't think we've..."
He spoke very softly; it was rare to see Shang Yan speak so quietly.
"I'll go back and learn how to cook!" Zhou Ping's face turned completely red. He looked up, his dark pupils meeting Shang Yan's green eyes.
Shang Yan, who had been looking down, narrowed his eyes and then said something that wasn't particularly hurtful, "You really know how to do it this time?"
"Well...theoretically speaking, I've finished reading all the books," Zhou Ping said slowly, withdrawing his gaze. "I should be able to."
"Then I'll trust you one more time," Shang Yan said fiercely.
"Um."
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