Ye Muyi lived a sick life in H city. Xia Song learned cooking from Aunt Zhu every day and learned cooking skills. He cooked nutritious meals for Ye Muyi in different ways every day, in exchange for Ye Muyi's kisses in different ways every day.
Hug and lift high.
A month later, Ye Muyi went to the hospital for a review. The results were very gratifying. The brain trauma had completely recovered. Due to the good post-operative care, there were not even any sequelae.
Xia Song was completely relieved and started packing her things after returning from the hospital, preparing to set off back to City S.
Ye Muyi leaned against the doorframe with an unhappy look on his face. He didn't want to go back at all. He wanted to continue living with Xia Song. When he returned home, Xia Song would definitely not want to live with him.
Then he was able to sneak her into bed. This month, every time he couldn't control his desire for her, she would always send him away on the grounds that her body was not yet able to exercise strenuously.
Now that things are finally going smoothly, Xia Song has no reason to send him away anymore, but they are going back. Can he be happy?
"Stop cleaning up, I'm not leaving today." Ye Muyi came in from the door and held Xia Song's busy hand.
"We have a flight tomorrow morning. It's too late if we don't pack up today." Xia Song coaxed a child: "Be good, I'll clean up yours after I finish packing."
"I said you are not allowed to clean up, so you are not allowed to clean up!" Ye Muyi's child got angry and pulled Xia Song aside.
Xia Song had no choice but to put down his luggage first to appease Ye Muyi's mood.
"Who provoked you again?" Xia Song raised his hand and pinched his angry face.
I have gained weight recently and it feels very good when pinched.
"You!" Ye Muyi also raised his hand to pinch her face, deliberately using a little force.
Xia Song hissed and slapped his claws away: "When did I offend you?"
The tone was quite aggrieved.
"Humph!" Ye Muyi said clearly: "I don't want to go back. I think this place is very good and I want to stay for a few more days."
Xia Song:……
I don't know what the fuss is about.
"Fourth brother, I haven't gone to work for more than a month. If I don't go back to work, I will lose my job." Xia Song reasoned a little helplessly.
"Don't listen, I won't listen. I just don't want to go back. If you go back, you won't want to live with me. I feel uncomfortable not seeing you every day." Ye Muyi hugged her and acted coquettishly.
Xia Song:......
Whether she felt uncomfortable not being able to see her, or whether she felt uncomfortable not being able to kiss or hold her, she felt like she was in the clear mirror.
Xia Song decided to ignore him, patted her arm and said, "Stop making trouble, if I don't go back, my dad will come to arrest him personally."
Ye Muyi was frightened when he heard his future father-in-law's name.
He absolutely believed that Xia Jingze would come to H City to arrest people!
During the month that Xia Song and he lived together, Xia Jingze sent a video every night to supervise them sleeping in separate rooms and forbade them to sleep in the same bed. He didn't even have a chance to sleep with Xia Songchun in his arms.
Xia Song got out of his arms easily and turned around to pack her luggage again.
"Okay, okay, I'll leave tomorrow. But don't waste your time packing it up. Just put your clothes and stuff here. We'll have something to wear next time we come over. There's only one night left. How about we go out on a date?"
Ye Muyi grabbed Xia Song again and said in a compromised tone.
"Is it convenient for you to go out?" Xia Song pointed at his face.
They rarely go out when they live here, and Aunt Zhu usually buys whatever they need. It's because Ye Muyi's face is so recognizable.
"What's the inconvenience? I'm fine now. It's okay to be recognized by fans." Ye Muyi didn't give her a chance to object, saying "get ready, get ready" and ran away.
Xia Song didn't know whether to laugh or cry, thinking that Ye Muyi's words were right. She didn't lack clothes, so she could just leave them here.
So I hung up the clothes I had packed back in the closet, picked out some inconspicuous clothes, put them on and left the room.
Ye Muyi had already changed his clothes, put on a mask and hat, and was disguised.
Xia Song was very satisfied with his low-key clothing. If the clothing was not eye-catching, the probability of being recognized would be lower.
Ye Muyi came over and held her hand, told Aunt Zhu not to come back for dinner, and then went out.
This was the first official date between the two of them. Ye Muyi was very excited and held Xia Song's hand tightly along the way, like a young boy who was just starting to fall in love.
Xia Song was also happy in her heart. Although the two were childhood sweethearts, Ye Muyi had been a public figure since childhood and she had never gone shopping with him.
The location chosen by Anzhisu is excellent, surrounded by business districts, including high-end shopping malls, mid-range shopping streets, and low-end shopping streets.
Neither of them is interested in high-end shopping malls. Shopping streets are similar in every city. However, each shopping market has its own characteristics and is worth a visit.
Big hands holding small hands, a pair of beautiful figures joined the crowd of people shopping for goods. They passed by each stall. When they saw something they liked, they stopped to pick and choose, just like all the customers, they were inconspicuous.
When passing by a stall selling porcelain, Xia Song caught his eye at a pair of couple cups.
It was a pair of black-necked swan-shaped ceramic cups. When the two cups were put together, there was a little black-necked swan in the middle. It was nestled in the arms of its parents. The family of three was particularly warm.
"Like it?" Ye Muyi asked.
Xia Song nodded repeatedly.
"Boss, we want these cups." Ye Muyi asked the boss to wrap them up.
The boss smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Okay. You two have really good taste. There is only one type of cup. I guarantee that others will not compete with you..."
From then on until the cup was wrapped, the boss was selling melons to Wang Po, boasting about himself as if what he was selling was an antique.
"Boss, you don't have to keep praising your cup. Just tell me how much it costs." Ye Muyi interrupted the boss's chatter. He had no time to waste.
The boss smiled and raised a finger.
Ye Muyi nodded understandingly, took out his mobile phone to scan the QR code, entered 10,000 to pay later, and then led Xia Song away with a cheap red plastic bag.
The boss then received a reminder on his mobile phone: the payment was 10,000.
boss:!!
Ten thousand?
He suspected that he had heard wrongly, so he took out his phone and took a look at it. After confirming that he had received 10,000, he was confused.
What he gestured was one hundred, why did the other party pay ten thousand?
Could it be that the decimal point is in the wrong position?
Or... people are stupid and have too much money?
The boss was stunned for a few seconds and then made a wise decision to close the stall and leave.
Selling two cups made a net profit of 9,990 yuan. He was stupid and waited for the other party to come to him and ask for money.
At this time, Ye Muyi still didn't know that he had been taken advantage of, so he happily held Xia Song's hand and continued wandering around.
Instead, Xia Song said: "This cup looks like a very ordinary craftsmanship, but it actually sells for a hundred yuan. We should bargain for it."
"One hundred?" Ye Muyi blinked his peach blossom eyes: "Isn't it ten thousand?"
Xia Song:!!
Did she hear it right? Ye Muyi paid 10,000 yuan!
Oh my god.
She quickly dragged Ye Muyi back, but when she came back, the stall was already empty and the boss had long since disappeared.
Xia Song said angrily: "Who is he?"
"Forget it, it's not much money. It's hard to buy a good heart. If you like it, I'm willing to pay one million." Ye Muyi doesn't care about a mere ten thousand yuan. All he cares about is whether she likes it or not.
The anger in Xia Song's heart was dispelled by his words, and all that was left was full of sweetness.