CH 12

The place where Jian Cheng works is a pizzeria. The business in the shop is good, and it was full of people early on. Fortunately, Chi Le informed Jian Cheng in advance, and Jian Cheng reserved a seat for them.

The two sat down in the corner, and Chi Le ordered a lot of things with his mobile phone.

Sheng Zhuo looked at the table full of food, and pinched the space between his brows with a headache, “Are you sure we can finish this?”

“Eat slowly.” Chi Le was afraid that he was treating his future wife badly, so he pushed the food in front of him, “If you don’t have enough, order more.”

Jian Cheng walked by, unceremoniously took a piece of fried chicken and threw it into his mouth, “Why don’t you order so much when you eat with me? Only generous with Sheng Zhuo?”

“Nonsense, the son of the nouveau riche family has always been so generous!”

Jian Cheng let out a chuckle, and even Sheng Zhuo, who was sitting opposite, had a smile in his eyes.

When the lights came on, soothing music played in the pizzeria, the light was warm and velvety light orange, snow fell outside at some point, and there were many snowflakes. Passers-by were in a hurry, and occasionally a young couple walked past the door.

Chi Le listened to the music, swayed his feet slightly while eating, recalled the few shots he threw today, and was still a little excited.

“Aren’t I super good today? I scored five shots in total!”

“You threw fifty times and only scored five.” Sheng Zhuo said helplessly, looking at the food in front of him and moving his chopsticks silently. He was taught not to waste food since he was a child, so facing this table of food, he could only put it in his mouth.

Chi Le didn’t think there was any problem at all and confidently replied, “Well, I’m pretty good too. I’ve noticed that not every shot you guys take during basketball games goes in. Sometimes you miss even after attempting 10 shots. Who knows, maybe I can beat Fang Younian?”

“If Fang Younian just stands there and shoots, he can make 30 to 40 out of 50 shots. You usually see us playing basketball on the court, and when an opponent blocks the ball, it is harder to shoot than standing like this.”

Chi Le thought about it too, he puffed his mouth unwillingly, and lowered his voice, “Well, it seems that I have to continue practicing.”

Sheng Zhuo raised his head and glanced at him, noticing his disappointed expression, slightly pursed his lower lip, and said unconscionably: “Actually, you are already very talented in making so many shots on the first day, as long as you continue to practice, it is not impossible to win against Fang Younian.”

Chi Le’s eyes lit up slightly, “I knew it! This Young Master Chi is omnipotent!”

Sheng Zhuo was amused by him, so he picked up a shrimp and wanted to peel it.

Chi Le stopped him with sharp eyes and quick hands, and snatched the shrimp, “I’ll do it! The shell of the shrimp is very hard, so be careful not to hurt your hands.”

Sheng Zhuo was silent for two seconds and finally noticed something strange. During this time, Chi Le was so considerate of him. This kind of care was already a bit extraordinary, even more meticulous than the female students in the class.

“I’m a big man, how am I still afraid of hurting my hand?” Sheng Zhuo felt incredible, “Besides, it’s just peeling shrimp, and it’s okay to be pricked a few times.”

“All men are different.” Chi Le patted his chest, “A man like me with rough skin and thick flesh can peel shrimp, but you…”

Chi Le silently swallowed the words ‘Future Omega’, and only said: “Anyway, you just wait and eat.”

Sheng Zhuo looked at Chi Le who had ‘thick(fine/thin) skin (skin)’ on the opposite side, and then looked at his own wrist which was obviously thicker than the opposite, and fell into silence, “… …” What kind of image does he have in Chi Le’s heart?

With dexterous fingers, Chi Le peeled off a shrimp completely, and put it into the bowl with a smile, “Just tell me what you want to eat in the future, and I will peel it all for you.”

The weird feeling became more and more intense, Sheng Zhuo raised his eyebrows lightly, if it wasn’t for the window glass on the opposite side clearly reflecting his appearance, he almost thought that he had become a darling daughter with his fingers untouched.

Sheng Zhuo ate the shrimp without tasting it.

“Do you want more?” Chi Le looked at him eagerly and dragged the whole plate of shrimp in front of him, as if he wanted to peel them immediately.

Sheng Zhuo quickly shook his head, picked up the kettle next to him absent-mindedly, and wanted to pour himself a glass of water.

Chi Le pressed his hand again, “I’ll do it! This fruit tea is still hot, it’s easy to burn your hands, your skin is tender, don’t get burned.”

Sheng Zhuo looked down at Chi Le’s skin, which was obviously smoother than his, and couldn’t tell whether Chi Le had a wrong perception of himself or him.

The young couple eating at the next table couldn’t help looking at them. The girl’s eyes were full of accusations, and the boy stared at the long legs under Sheng Zhuo’s table, cast a contemptuous look, and poured a glass for his girlfriend. Wen Shui, “I’ve told you before, finding a tall boyfriend is useless. You need to find someone who knows how to care for you. Some people might be tall in stature, but they are emotionally empty and of no use whatsoever.”

“It’s really for nothing to have such a handsome face.”

“Yes! It can be seen that it is useless to be handsome. If you want to look for someone, you should look for someone as honest as me!”

“…” Sheng Zhuo felt his head hurt.

The two finished their meal in a strange atmosphere, and as soon as Sheng Zhuo got up and put on his coat, Chi Le paid the bill. Chi Le pushed the door open for Sheng Zhuo, as he walked out stiffly with his hands and feet, feeling awkward while facing the strange gazes of the people around. He almost resembles a young man who lives off someone else’s income.

Sheng Zhuo walked outside the door and took a deep breath.

Seriously, not just anyone can be a “little fresh face”1A young man living off someone else’s income.. The average person’s mental resilience wouldn’t be able to handle it.

Walking behind him, Chi Le excitedly clenched his fist.

Xiao Chi did a great job. Today is also a day to pamper his wife!

Snowflakes were flying outside with the wind, and a layer of snow had already accumulated on the ground. Chi Le looked at the flying snow all over the sky, gave an excited ‘wow’, ran out for a circle, stood under the streetlamp, and looked up at the falling snow.

Sheng Zhuo came over to enjoy the snow with him, “This year’s weather is cold, and there is more snow than usual.”

“As long as it’s not a violent snowstorm like last time.” Chi Le stretched out his hand to catch a few snowflakes and poked his cheek with a finger that was stuck to the snowflakes. “This winter scene is quite beautiful, and the snow is not particularly cold.”

Sheng Zhuo glanced at him sideways, let him mess around, and smiled with curved lips.

Uncle Li drove the car over and honked the horn.

Chi Le turned around and waved to Sheng Zhuo, “Get in the car together, and I will ask Uncle Li to take you back.”

Sheng Zhuo shook his head, “No need, I have someone to pick me up.”

He Zi called just now and said that she would drop by to pick him up.

Remembering that his family lived nearby, Chi Le thought he wanted to walk back by himself, so he nodded.

They looked at each other, their feet seemed to be glued to the ground, no one left, no one spoke, only snowflakes kept falling between them.

Sheng Zhuo coughed uncomfortably.

He had been taken care of by Chi Le the whole night, and now being stared at by Chi Le like this, he couldn’t help but feel as if he not only lived off someone else’s income but also took money without doing any work.

He suddenly had a question in his heart, why did Chi Le treat him so well? Could it be… he likes him?

Amidst the falling snowflakes, Sheng Zhuo’s ears were burning hot, and it was getting more and more intense.

Chi Le looked at Sheng Zhuo’s cold eyebrows standing in the snow and shook his head slightly. He noticed his ear tips were red and thought they were cold. From the corner of his eye, he saw a shop selling knitwear behind him, and his eyes lit up slightly.

“Wait for me for a while.”

Sheng Zhuo watched Chi Le turn around and run into the store, and then ran out quickly, but with an extra black scarf in his hand.

Chi Le ran back briskly, and before Sheng Zhuo could refuse, he raised his hand to put the scarf on Sheng Zhuo himself and raised his hand to help Sheng Zhuo straighten the neckline where the scarf was.

What’s the point of being so tall?

Chi Le’s raised arm hurts, and he silently cursed in his heart, deciding to drink another carton of milk every day in the future!

Sheng Zhuo looked down at Chi Le, Chi Le’s eyelashes drooped slightly, his eyes focused on the scarf, his lips were slightly pursed, the light from the street lamps stained his cheeks, his immature face looked a little cute.

“Scolding me in your heart again?”

Chi Le froze and refused to admit it, “Of course not.”

“Oh, then making fun of me.”

Chi Le pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, “Not at all.”

Sheng Zhuo snorted, raised his hand, and pinched his face, “Don’t think I don’t know, every time you used to scold me in your heart, you had this expression now.”

Chi Le lowered his head and stuck out his tongue secretly. He used to regard Sheng Zhuo as his bitter rival. Every time Sheng Zhuo provoked him, he couldn’t help scolding him inwardly. Unexpectedly, Sheng Zhuo knew this.

After putting on the scarf, he took the last step and raised his head, and smiled at Sheng Zhuo, his eyebrows brightened, “It’s for you.”

Sheng Zhuo raised his hand to touch the soft scarf, and unconsciously softened his tone, “Young Master Chi is sending warmth again today?”

“Yeah!” Chi Le nodded vigorously and found that he had really good eyesight. This scarf looked great on Sheng Zhuo’s body. His eyes were covered with light, and with a bright smile, he said, “On snowy days, one should send warmth.”

A flake of snow fell on his eyelashes, Sheng Zhuo raised his hand to gently stroke it, looked at his wet eyelashes, and said softly, “Put out your hands.”

Chi Le blinked and stretched out his hand in a daze.

Sheng Zhuo put something in his palm, looked down into his eyes, and smiled, “You learned well today, here’s a reward.”

Chi Le opened his palms, and there was a big white rabbit toffee lying quietly inside. He looked up, and Sheng Zhuo had already turned and left. There was a layer of snow white on his broad shoulders, and the scarf was neat and pretty on him.

Holding the toffee in his hands, Chi Le stood there in a daze, and after a while, he smirked at Sheng Zhuo’s back.

Hehe, his wife is really good at taking care of people! He even understands the concept of encouraging education!

Chi Le peeled off the toffee and threw it into his mouth, waved to Jian Cheng who was standing in the store, and happily got into the car.

Jian Cheng clicked his tongue twice, thinking that he still looks like a young master from a nouveau riche family, but he smiled like a flower when he received a toffee, so disappointing!

Seeing his gaze from the car, Chi Le also clicked his tongue twice, thinking that those who don’t have a wife really don’t understand the joy of raising a wife for those who do!

Alas——

The two sighed at the same time, one continued to have fun, and the other continued to work.