Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Meng Ting had been lying in Yan Sui’s arms. He waited until the car arrived at the door of his house before he got off, but before he had taken two steps, he asked Yan Sui to carry him on his back again. Meng Ting had grown a lot in the past six months, but he still fit perfectly on Yan Sui’s back.
He pressed against Yan Sui’s cheek, glanced around, then opened his lips and nibbled on Yan Sui’s cheek. He was reluctant to use force, so he sucked and licked it and then let it go.
“No effort,” Meng Ting finished nibbling, and then spoke to Yan Sui in a low voice. He rubbed his cheek against the spot where Yan Sui had been bitten by him, “I just want to kiss you.” He wanted to kiss him too much, until the kiss became a gnaw.
“Yeah,” Yan Sui responded, and then walked in faster. Meng Ting wanted to kiss him, and he also wanted to kiss Meng Ting. He couldn’t say it, but he was willing to do it.
After Uncle Xiao took the schoolbag, he saw Yan Sui carrying Meng Ting directly back to the room. He turned to tell Wang Ma that there was no need to be in such a hurry for dinner. As for the others, they could serve some snacks first. Meng Ting had his final term today. After the exam, they probably all wanted to have dinner with him.
As expected, it was as expected by Uncle Xiao. They stayed in the room for more than an hour before coming down. Meng Ting and Yan Sui had also taken a shower and changed clothes. There was no need to guess what they were doing there, just look at Meng Ting’s pink cheeks, and you will know.
“Baby Ting Ting’s skin is so good,” Yan Manjia looked at Meng Ting for a while and came to this inexplicable conclusion.
Meng Ting was mentioned, so he turned his eyes away from Yan Sui and looked at Yan Manjia. He thought for a long time before responding to Yan Manjia’s words, “I guess it’s because I’m younger.”
He was the youngest in the family, so wasn’t it natural that his skin should be best?
Yan Manjia turned away her head angrily as if her foot was stepped on, and she thought again, “You should be full of acne at this time!” But Meng Ting’s daily diet was mainly light, and he couldn’t even eat spicy food, and since Wang Ma never stopped using medicinal foods to condition his body, it would be strange if his skin was not good.
After Yan Manjia said this, Meng Ting recalled the classmates he had just met today. Indeed, many of them had acne on their faces. He touched his face with a little fear, but found no pimples, so he became relaxed.
He looked at Yan Sui, then shook his head, “I don’t want to get acne or become ugly.”
He just looked better, so he could attract Yan Sui, he couldn’t lose this advantage.
Yan Manjia saw Meng Ting being frightened. She finally sat down satisfactorily. She had no youthful capital, but she couldn’t give up on taking care of herself. She would have to learn from Ning Zhou another day.
In fact, Yan Manjia lived in the old house during this period, went to bed early and got up early. In addition to painting, she only watched TV on weekdays. She practiced yoga by herself every evening. Since she had a regular schedule and a good mood, her complexion had naturally improved. Even without makeup, she looked much better than before.
She envied Meng Ting’s skin, but probably many people would also envy her skin.
Meng Ting thought about it again, then shook Yan Sui’s hand, “Don’t add spice to the noodles tonight.”
“Okay,” Yan Sui agreed. He didn’t plan to add spice in the first place.
Yan Manjia and others who heard their conversation had long been accustomed to the fact that Yan Sui would open a small stove for Meng Ting. Except for the chicken wings one night, which they were lucky enough to taste, they could not taste it at other times. Meng Ting had no idea what happened to Yan Sui, but he always had to “protect my food” very well and easily refused to share it with others.
As they were talking, Yan Yu and He Yue also came from the next building. After what happened that day, Mr. He might have wanted to open his mouth to keep He Yue and Yan Yu, but he couldn’t, but He Yue and Yan Yu’s plan was for them to move out after He Yue fully recovered.
They hadn’t decided where to live yet, maybe Haicheng, maybe Country F. Although they had been delayed for more than twenty years, they still wanted to fulfill He Yue’s dream.
They sat down and everyone started eating with chopsticks.
“How did Ting Ting do in the exam?” Yan Yu asked Meng Ting after putting down his chopsticks. However, Meng Ting still had food in his mouth. He raised his eyes to look at Yan Yu and hesitated for a moment before nodding.
He Yue pulled Yan Yu’s sleeve and told him not to mention such a topic that might make Meng Ting unhappy.
But Yan Yu didn’t really think about it. Not only did He Yue protect him, but Yan Manjia and Zhen Han also raised their eyes and looked over. Yan Sui didn’t look over. That meant he didn’t care about what he said at all. This was also a way to make Meng Ting not care.
“Just try your best, your health is important.” This was the reason why Yan Yu started this topic. There was no shortage of children with good grades in their family. It was okay whether Meng Ting was willing to study or not willing to study. He had Yan Sui and his own career, so there was no need to squeeze on this single-plank bridge.
Meng Ting nodded quickly this time. He smiled at Yan Yu, then picked up the vegetables, put them on Yan Sui’s plate, and urged, “It’s delicious, you can eat it.”
Yan Sui’s taste was similar to Yan Yu’s, so the two of them had more of that dish. Meng Ting was worried that Yan Sui would starve because Yan Yu ate too much.
Yan Yu paused, and his expression instantly turned helpless. He picked up the chopsticks, and Meng Ting’s eyes immediately drifted over. Yan Yu picked up He Yue’s favorite dish, and Meng Ting looked away.
“That’s what Father He likes to eat. I know it.”
He whispered to Yan Sui. When he saw that the food on his plate was finished, he immediately gave more of the dish to Yan Sui.
Of course, all the dishes on his plate were prepared for him by Yan Sui. They were a combination of meat and vegetables and had balanced nutrition.
After dinner, everyone watched TV with Meng Ting for a while, and then dispersed. Meng Ting exercised a lot after he came back, and he was a little sleepy now, but he still remembered Yan Sui’s face and couldn’t sleep. He also didn’t let Yan Sui work without him.
They went to the study room together, and while Yan Sui was dealing with things, Meng Ting took out his laptop and started thinking about the Four Seasons Edition perfume he wanted to gift Yan Sui. Of course, part of his thinking was to look at Yan Sui. After all, he was tailor-making a perfume for Yan Sui, and he felt quite at ease with it.
Naturally, Yan Sui was not unconscious. While he was distracted, the speed at which he dealt with things was also increasing.
Seeing Meng Ting look at him for a while, he looked back at the computer. He finally put the pen in the pen holder, stood up and went to Meng Ting’s seat, hugging him from behind, “What are you looking at me for?”
“I’m thinking about the perfume.” Meng Ting’s cheeks blushed slightly with guilt. He held Yan Sui’s hand on his abdomen and raised his chin slightly. “The perfume I want to give you must start with studying you, isn’t it? Doesn’t it make sense?”
If Meng Ting hadn’t said this, it would have made some sense, but when he turned around, his guilty look instantly suppressed the truth. This was probably a different version of “false public benefit for personal gain.”
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