Sure enough, within two days, Chen Jingpei came to knock on her door again.

On the 14th, her uncle Xuan Shen called internationally, saying that the war in Luo had temporarily subsided, and he would come back before the Qingming Festival and take her back to Peicheng to sweep the tomb.

She said yes.

I hung up the phone, and the doorbell rang seamlessly.

She knew that it must be Chen Jingpei again.

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

"Hmm." Chen Jingpei was expected to come to the intention, and he didn't panic at all, his expression was very calm and natural, "Allergies have recurred." ”

It's clear that the heart that wants to see her is torn in every way.

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

Chen Jingpei couldn't help but smile when he saw her small hand leaning out of the door.

Hearing the light low laughter, Xuan Tong thought that he was stupid again, so he asked slightly awkwardly: "You...... What to laugh at? ”

"Nothing." Chen Jingpei held the corners of her curved mouth and reached out to take her ointment bottle, "Thank you, I'll invite you to dinner another day." ”

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

Xuan Tong wanted to say no, but he felt that he might just say it casually, so he didn't specifically refuse him.

After that, a week passed.

It was exactly the vernal equinox, in the evening.

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

As he spoke, he stuffed the box of peach cheese into her hand, and said against his will: "This is a dessert from the restaurant." I figured you liked it, so I packed it and brought it back. ”

It is obviously a very well-known sweet brand in Feicheng, and only a small piece of cake can cost half a month's salary of ordinary salarymen, how can Xuan Tong not know.

But seeing that he made it up so seriously, she couldn't expose him.

"Thank you." She gladly accepted it, it was originally her little peach seedling that scratched his skin and caused him to be allergic, and she should have apologized to him, why did it suddenly become ......

Xuan Tong thought about it and felt very sorry, "I'm ...... I'll treat you to dinner another day. ”

"Okay." He should be refreshed.

Xuantong: Can't "......" pretend to say "no"?

At this point, Xuan Tong couldn't regret it, so he could only bite the bullet and say: "Then tomorrow, I'll buy more vegetables and cook them at home, right?" ”

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 moment, Xuan Tong wanted to change his mind, but Chen Jingpei picked up her words, "I'm a little tired of eating outside catering." It's good to cook at home. ”

He said all that, what else could she say, "That...... That's it. What kind of food you usually like to eat, I'll remember it. ”

She asked, picking up her phone and opening her memo.

Chen Jingpei couldn't help but chuckle again, "I'll take time out tomorrow and go buy it with you." I have a lot of tastes, and I don't know what I want to eat, but I don't know until I see it. ”

He used one routine after another, and Xuan Tong couldn't resist it at all.

She hesitated for several seconds before she replied weakly, "...... Okay. I'll leave work early tomorrow and we'll go to the mall at seven. ”

At this moment, she still didn't feel how ambiguous it was to go to the mall alone with a boy.

Until the second day, Chen Jingpei came as promised, like a caring boyfriend pushing a shopping cart, patiently accompanying her to pick vegetables and buy snacks, she finally reflected that she and he were like a couple in love, young, ambiguous, and did not dare to cross the scale on a large scale.

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

(End of chapter)