taste peaches

Chapter 93 Chen Jingpei's Routine
Sure enough, within two days, Chen Jingpei knocked on her door again.

This day was No. 14, and her uncle Xuan Jin made an international call, saying that the war in Luoguo had subsided for the time being, and he would come back before Qingming Festival to take her back to Peicheng to visit the grave.

She said yes.

After hanging up the phone, the doorbell rang seamlessly.

She knew that it must be Chen Jingpei again.

"Do you want ointment?" This time, she put the ointment in her hand before opening the door.

"Well." Chen Jingpei was expected to come here, and he didn't panic at all, his expression was very calm and natural, "The allergy has recurred again."

It was clearly that the heart that wanted to see her was tearing up in every possible way.

Xuan Zhi didn't doubt it at all, and slowly handed him the bottle of ointment that he had pinched in his hand through a crack in the opened door.

Chen Jingpei couldn't help laughing when he saw her trembling little hand protruding from the door.

Hearing Qingyu's low laughter, Xuan Zhi thought that some of his actions were stupid again, so he asked a little clumsily, "What... are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." Chen Jingpei closed the corners of his mouth, and reached out to take her ointment bottle, "Thanks, I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Every sentence of his is so logical that people can't fault it.

Xuan Zhi originally wanted to say no, but felt that he might just be talking casually, so he didn't specifically refuse him.

After that, a week passed.

It's exactly the vernal equinox, night.

Chen Jingpei came to return the ointment again, and bought her a box of peach soft cheese, "Thank you for the ointment."

As he said that, he stuffed the box of peach soft cheese into her hand, and said against his will: "This is a dessert from the restaurant. I think you should like it, so I packed it and brought it back."

It is obviously a well-known sweet brand in Feicheng, just a small piece of cake can cost half a month's salary of an ordinary salaryman, how could Xuan Zhi not know it.

But seeing how seriously he made it up, it's not easy for her to expose him.

"Thank you." She readily accepted. Originally, it was her little peach seedlings that scratched his skin and caused him to be allergic. She should be the one who apologized to him. Why did it suddenly become...

Xuan Zhi thought about it, and felt very sorry, "I...will treat you to dinner another day."

"Okay." He should be very straightforward.

Xuan Zhi: "..." Can't you pretend to say "no"?

Having said this, Xuan Zhi couldn't go back on his word, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Then tomorrow, shall I buy more food and cook at home?"

When the words fell, she realized it later, and wanted to bite her tongue and kill herself.

Because casually inviting a man into the house for dinner is a very dangerous thing.

"I……"

After thinking for a while, Xuan Zhi wanted to change her mind, but Chen Jingpei caught her words, "I'm a little tired of eating outside. Cooking at home is pretty good."

After he said that, what else could she say, "Then... then it's settled. I'll remember what kind of food you usually like to eat."

As she asked, she picked up her phone and opened the memo.

Chen Jingpei couldn't help chuckling again, "I'll spare some time tomorrow and go shopping with you. My taste is changeable, so I may not know what I want to eat. I'll have to see it to find out."

He played one routine after another, and Xuan Zhi couldn't stand it at all.

She hesitated for a few seconds before replying weakly: "...All right. I'll leave work early tomorrow, and we'll go to the mall at seven."

At this moment, she still doesn't feel how ambiguous it is to go shopping alone with a boy.

Until the next day, Chen Jingpei arrived as scheduled, like a caring boyfriend pushing a shopping cart, patiently accompanying her to pick out vegetables and buy snacks, she finally had a long reflex arc and felt that she and him were very much like a pair Young couples in the period of passionate love are young, ambiguous, and dare not go beyond the scale.

Even, gradually, this kind of ambiguous relationship made her more and more addicted, but she didn't meet him for two or three days, she scratched her heart and lungs for three meals a day, and wanted to take the initiative to knock on his door.

(End of this chapter)