Zhao Xiaoxin thought about it and realized that she indeed couldn’t be of much help with tidying up the room. She gave an embarrassed smile and began to taste the chicken wings.
Yes, she only dared to eat the chicken wings, feeling too embarrassed to touch anything else.
Meng Chuyue knew she would act , so after spraying insecticide in Zhao Xiaoxin’s room, she pulled Shen Ci to wash their hands in the kitchen. When they came back, she divided the food into three portions and handed one to Zhao Xiaoxin, "Unless you don’t like it, please finish these, and then fetch the green peas from the kitchen and peel them."
Zhao Xiaoxin hurriedly said, "They’re delicious, really delicious. I’ve never eaten anything so good."
Shen Ci thought it was amusing: he had never eaten anything better than what Meng Chuyue made either.
Although these fast foods were not made by Meng Chuyue herself, they had been seasoned with her special blend of spices, so they could be considered her work, sort of.
Meng Chuyue teased her deliberately, "If it tastes good, eat more. You’re so thin, how are you going to help me if you don’t bulk up?"
Taking her words seriously, Zhao Xiaoxin said, "I may look skinny, but I’m quite strong. I’ve always followed Grandma’s instructions, running for half an hour in the yard every morning; I’m very healthy."
Both Meng Chuyue and Shen Ci were somewhat surprised.
Old Madam Lee was indeed a remarkable woman.
It was a pity that she had already passed away; otherwise, Meng Chuyue would have really liked to meet the person who had threatened Zhao Sulan for Zhao Xiaoxin’s sake.
Meng Chuyue nodded, "That’s a good habit to keep. As long as it’s not raining, we’ll run together at the university across the street in the mornings."
"Sister, do you like running too?"
"Not really, which is why I’m not very healthy. You’ll have to push me more in the future."
Chuyue was an expert at lying, but he liked it.
He knew that Meng Chuyue said this to make Zhao Xiaoxin feel more at ease.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaoxin’s eyes shone brightly, and she nodded earnestly, "Then what time do we start?"
"What time did you usually start before?"
"Then seven it is. Ah Ci, do you want to join us?"
He only wanted to run alone with her.
He didn’t want to bring along a third wheel, so he might as well pass.
He gave Meng Chuyue a gentle smile, "I’ve been busy lately; once things settle down, I’ll join you."
What Shen Ci truly meant was, once Zhao Xiaoxin grew out of her simplicity and didn’t need Yueyue to accompany her, he would join Yueyue for the morning run.
In the past, when it was just the two of them, every time Shen Ci gave Meng Chuyue such a smile, she would be enthralled by his charm, unable to resist moving in to kiss him.
Now, with a huge third wheel around, they couldn’t do this, and it was incredibly frustrating.
After thinking for a bit, she put down the food in her hand, wiped her hands, and pulled Shen Ci towards her bedroom, "Come, Ah Ci, help me with something."
Shen Ci promptly followed her obediently.
Zhao Xiaoxin also wanted to follow them, but since Meng Chuyue’s bedroom seemed too luxurious, she did not dare to enter casually. After hesitating for a while, she continued sitting and eating.
Once inside the bedroom, Meng Chuyue didn’t bother closing the door; she just pushed Shen Ci against the wall by the door and got on her tiptoes to kiss him.
Shen Ci was taken aback for a moment, but then he embraced Meng Chuyue and spun around, taking charge in a dominating turnaround.
Unlike before, when there was no one else in the house and they didn’t need to control their voices, utterly lost in the moment, now they dared not make a sound and were worried Zhao Xiaoxin might suddenly walk in, which made them both very nervous.
Somewhat distracted, they found it unexpectedly fun.
Although they had only intended to kiss briefly, neither wanted to end it so quickly.
That was until the front door was knocked on by Han Muyang, "Shen Ci, are you there? The waiter downstairs said you were here, are you really here?"