Lu Jing was brooding when suddenly, a plump and juicy cherry was fed into his mouth.
The voice was right in his ear.
He couldn’t help but shiver before taking a bite.
Indeed, it was very sweet!
Sweet with a hint of sourness, the aroma was rich, the flesh pink and white with a small pit inside. As he bit into it, the sweet and sour juice flowed from his throat all the way to his heart.
He had loved cherries since he was a child—had Jiang Ye remembered that, too?
It was impossible to say anything against his will now.
"Mm!" he murmured softly.
Jiang Ye chuckled quietly, reigning in his amusement only after catching the woman’s look.
Afterward, he began to feed them one by one.
They were homegrown, without any chemicals—picked the best ones, so there was no need to wash them.
Accidentally, he ate quite a few until he was stuffed.
"I can’t eat anymore."
Lu Jing glanced at him,
"If I eat any more, I won’t need dinner tonight."
He didn’t even notice the time; it was already past five o’clock.
Jiang Ye actually wanted to continue feeding him, finding it quite enjoyable.
Well, there was always tomorrow.
With more than half a box of cherries left, Jiang Ye got two bags to pack them up.
As he packed, he asked,
"Will your dorm have space for these?" he inquired.
"If there’s no room, don’t bother giving them to me."
The fridge in the dorm was basically filled by his two roommates.
Only because Lu Jing seldom had anything to store, otherwise, it would indeed be troublesome.
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"No, really, it’s not necessary."
"Didn’t your roommate treat you to a meal before? Take some back for them."
He made it sound like it actually made sense.
Lu Jing’s mouth twitched slightly,
He wanted to say—couldn’t he find an opportunity to return the favor himself?
Someone was fast with his hands, having already packed everything and stowed it in the fridge’s chill compartment.
"It’s about time; we can head over now."
It was nearly five-thirty, and dinner would usually start at six—it wouldn’t do to arrive right at mealtime.
"I’ll go get my clothes."
He was still in someone’s oversized shirt.
"Mind your own business!"
After grabbing his clothes from the balcony, he saw that someone had taken off his short-sleeved service shirt, leaving his upper body bare.
"Jiang Ye, can’t you pay attention to your image?" he cursed, unimpressed.
The man turned to the side,
"Do I need to care about my image at home? There are no strangers around!"
That was quite a loaded statement.
No outsiders, so that meant insiders, right?
By the time Lu Jing caught on, he glared but couldn’t figure out what else to say in the moment.
In the end, he entered the room to change, huffily, and even locked the door behind him.
This lock didn’t make much difference to Captain Jiang.
It mainly depended on whether he had any intentions.
Fortunately, Captain Jiang’s thoughts were still pure at that moment, untainted.
He walked to the bedroom door and knocked gently twice,
"Lu’er, grab me a shirt."
Lu Jing had just finished changing when he heard this, freezing in place.
Once he realized what had been said, a blush crept onto his face as he shouted toward the door,
Why was it taken for granted?
After about half a minute, the door opened from the inside, with the person already stepping aside,
"Here, help yourself."
Jiang Ye looked at the woman in front of him with a smile,
"What’s the matter? Can’t you just grab a shirt for your man?"
"Jiang Ye, what nonsense are you spouting?"