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Life’s tempering of Lu Xing had not only made his flesh Q-bouncy, but it had also made his intuition extremely sharp.

(ED: In Hokkien-speaking areas, Q is a culinary term for the ideal texture of many foods, such as noodles, boba, fish balls and fishcakes.)

On this point…

Currently, only Song Junzhu, that cheater who relies on her sixth sense, could be compared to Lu Xing!

When Xia Yeshuang’s words suddenly stopped halfway, Lu Xing suddenly felt that he definitely didn’t want to hear the rest.

And so.

Lu Xing immediately chose to change the subject. He playfully teased a trembling rose petal with his fingertip and said with a smile.

“I’ll find a vase later. If I put these flowers in a vase, they should be able to last a little longer.”

“What’s so worth preserving about these flowers? My family’s manor has plenty. You can go take a look.” Xia Yeshuang unnaturally swept her long golden hair behind her back, letting out a sigh of relief.

She didn’t dare to think, or rather, was unwilling to think about what the second half of her sentence just now was about.

She didn’t want Lu Xing to be her younger brother, nor did she want him to be her older brother.

Then could it be that she wanted him to be her step-step-step-step-step-step-step-step-stepmother?

When all options are eliminated, no matter how absurd the remaining answer is, it is the final answer.

She wanted Lu Xing to be her…

Xia Yeshuang was a little grateful that she hadn’t said it out loud, and also a little disappointed that she hadn’t said it.

Both of them simultaneously skipped over that sentence just now. Lu Xing took the initiative to follow up on Xia Yeshuang’s words and said with a smile.

“The flowers themselves are nothing special to preserve, but these flowers are different.”

“Of course, I want to strive to let the gentle and beautiful Miss Xia see my gift more often.”

These flowers were too precious!

These were the ones Lu Xing had plucked from the hospital flowerbed with a strong sense of theft, and then was chased by a security guard for a thousand meters and fined fifty yuan for.

Hehe.

Lu Xing had specifically done his research. A bouquet of flowers from the flower shop costs one hundred and fifty. Two bouquets from the hospital flowerbed cost fifty.

After a careful calculation, it felt like he had made a hundred yuan for free!

This is the flavor, awesome!

“Sister Xia? Sister Xia?”

“Huh?”

Xia Yeshuang suddenly came back to her senses.

She had been staring at Lu Xing’s talking lips for so long that her mind had gone blank. 

She hadn’t heard what Lu Xing was chattering about at all, just focused on looking at his face.

Damn it!

I actually got caught!

Lu Xing said with a bit of a wronged tone, “Oh, so Sister Xia gets so bored listening to me that you drift off.”

“Sister Xia isn’t thinking about someone else, is she? Boo-hoo, if I had known he was coming, I wouldn’t have come. It’s okay, as long as you’re happy, I don’t care, I…”

“Shut up!”

Xia Yeshuang felt as if a combination of Tang Sanzang and Lin Daiyu had suddenly appeared in front of her. (TL: Tang Sanzang is a notoriously long-winded monk, and Lin Daiyu is a famously melancholic and whiny character.)

Her head was buzzing from his nagging. She directly covered Lu Xing’s mouth.

So despicable!

She had just drifted off for a moment, and he was chasing after her to chop her down!

A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Xing’s eyes. The touch of her palm on his lips was exceptionally clear.

He was just deliberately coaxing Xia Yeshuang to be happy.

How did she get physical?

According to the routine of common novels, now that his mouth was covered by Xia Yeshuang, he should frantically lick her palm in retaliation!

But.

Lu Xing thought about Xia Yeshuang’s street cred and tightly closed his mouth.

Mm.

His arm was still useful. He didn’t want it to be snapped!

After Xia Yeshuang’s rationality returned, she realized how bad the situation was now.

She had just wanted Master Lu to stop nagging.

But now.

Her hand was tightly covering Lu Xing’s mouth, her slightly forceful fingers pinching the flesh on Lu Xing’s cheeks. Lu Xing was not only not angry, but he was also looking up at her with a pitiful and innocent gaze.

So cute.

Like the little white mongrel she had raised when she was six, silly and cute.

Suddenly.

Xia Yeshuang’s mind recalled the words she had used to persuade Zhao Yeye.

‘What man in this world is cute? Can you, this love-struck fool, wake up!’

A boomerang may be late, but it always comes back.

Xia Yeshuang suddenly felt that her face was a little painful from being slapped.

Fuck!

There really is!

At this moment.

Xia Yeshuang’s rationality and sensibility were engaged in a fierce struggle in her mind.

Rationality told her to let go quickly.

Sensibility told her, how about a few more squeezes? The texture is quite good!

While she was deep in thought.

Click.

Lu Xing produced a Polaroid from somewhere and suddenly took a picture.

Xia Yeshuang was taken aback for a moment.

A photo was stuffed into her hand.

Lu Xing said with a smile, “I was in a hurry to leave last time, and it was a real pity that I didn’t get to take a picture. I’ve been doing my research recently to choose a suitable camera. Hehe, now I finally have the chance!”

Before, Xia Yeshuang had been trying to secretly take a picture of him, but then her phone fell on the ground and she was discovered.

The matter was thus dropped.

After so long, Xia Yeshuang had never thought that Lu Xing would still remember this small matter, and even do research?

The photo paper in her hand developed.

The youth sat properly on the piano stool. The girl leaned over slightly, pinching his cheek, her golden hair falling on the youth’s chest.

So strange.

Really so strange.

Xia Yeshuang suddenly felt her heart was filled with a strange emotion, a little sour, a little sweet, and a little full.

She couldn’t say it, nor could she describe it.

She had never had this feeling before. The photo in her hand was thin, yet it felt as heavy as a mountain.

Xia Yeshuang stared for a long time.

After a moment, she took out a box from her bag, stuffed it into Lu Xing’s arms, and then immediately lowered her head to tidy up the items in her bag, saying, seemingly nonchalantly.

“In return for the photo.”

Hmm?

Lu Xing was shocked.

He hadn’t expected that he would also get a gift. When did this Little Goldie prepare it?

As a professional simp, even when surprised, one must give the client enough emotional value.

And so.

Lu Xing said happily, “Really! Thank you! I like it very much!”

“You haven’t even opened it. What do you like?” Xia Yeshuang lowered her head, her golden hair falling down, hiding the expression on her face. But through the gaps in her hair, her eyes were full of anticipation.

Lu Xing said while unwrapping the package.

“Because I feel that Sister Xia will definitely give me something I like.”

The box opened.

A fluffy little white dog appeared in front of Lu Xing.

Hmm?

A small keychain?

Lu Xing was really surprised this time.

He had originally thought this gift was also from Xia Yeshuang’s eighth-generation stepmother.

But now that he looked at it, it really wasn’t necessarily so.

Although everyone was trying hard to act like adults, they were betrayed by the swaying little keychains on their bags.

Some keychains were cute, some were funny, some were ugly-cute. Like guardian characters, different little keychains represented the owner’s different personality.

Lu Xing took out the small keychain and hung it on his finger. He poked the little dog’s nose with his other hand and laughed out loud from the bottom of his heart.

“Thank you, Sister Xia! I like it very, very, very much! Your taste is really so good!”

When he was adopted, his younger brother had many, many toys. 

He, on the other hand, only had a discarded little dog doll. The dog’s workmanship was very crude, but as long as you patted it, it would sing.

Although it could only sing one song, “The Bugs are Flying,” it had accompanied Lu Xing through many days and nights.

After hearing this sentence from Lu Xing, Xia Yeshuang finally let out a sigh of relief in her heart.

She placed the photo in the inner pocket of her bag and then stuffed a small golden lion keychain deeper into the bag.

After doing all this.

Xia Yeshuang said proudly.

“Of course my taste is good. Like I need you to tell me?”

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