Xin Zhiyao's heart pounded, until a warm touch landed on her lips.
Not her lips, but fingertips.
At this moment, Xin Zhiyao couldn't say if she was disappointed or not. She watched as Zhou Ji brought his hand in front of her, a half-smile on his face, "It's so delicious, should I save some for dessert?"
She saw that his slender fingertips were stained with some corn juice, wiped from her lips.
So she had this stuff in her mouth the whole way here?
No wonder Zhou Ji's gaze towards her was strange.
Xin Zhiyao's face instantly turned red. Her body moved faster than her brain; she grabbed Zhou Ji's hand and brought it to her lips, licking it...
Zhou Ji's expression was slightly taken aback.
Realizing what she had just done, Xin Zhiyao wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
She didn't even dare to look at Zhou Ji, opening the car door and getting out at the fastest speed of her life.
"Bang."
The sound of the car door closing came.
Zhou Ji came back to his senses. He watched Xin Zhiyao outside the car window, rushing around like a headless fly.
The skin on his fingertips that she had just licked seemed to be burning.
After calming himself down, Zhou Ji pushed open the car door and got out. The rushing Xin Zhiyao had returned.
Because she didn't know the way, she had come so inexplicably last time that she didn't remember which direction the house was in at all.
She lowered her head and stood obediently beside Zhou Ji, waiting for him to take things out of the trunk.
There were several bags. She said in a low voice, "Let me."
"No need." Zhou Ji didn't give her the bags and walked ahead first, "Our house is the second building on the left after entering the complex, 1002. Remember next time."
"Oh." Xin Zhiyao responded.
She followed behind Zhou Ji, and only then dared to openly size up his back.
He was carrying all the bags in his hands. His broad back easily gave people a sense of security.
Xin Zhiyao thought of the foolish thing she had just done and covered her face in shame.
Wuwuwu, how embarrassing.
The moment she entered the house, Xin Zhiyao's heart couldn't help but feel joyful.
The furniture in the house was arranged similarly to when she had last visited. The sofa had been replaced with a beige one, which Zhou Ji had asked her opinion on, and she liked it very much.
Most other things remained unchanged. Several lilies were placed on the dining table, emitting a faint, fresh fragrance.
Her gaze swept over every corner of the house. The sunset shone in, making the entire house feel incredibly cozy.
Zhou Ji carried her things to the master bedroom, "This is your room. The bed sheets and quilt cover are new; I washed them. You can put all your things in here."
Xin Zhiyao, sensitive to key words, was stunned.
Zhou Ji seemed to know what she was thinking and said gently, "Don't misunderstand. I just feel that we haven't known each other for long, and it would be inconvenient for you to be in the same room. We can take our time getting to know each other; there's no rush."
Xin Zhiyao's heart, which had been worried and nervous about sharing a bed with Zhou Ji, completely relaxed upon hearing his decision.
She knew Zhou Ji was considering her. Every step he took was for her sake. He was simply the most gentlemanly and respectful person towards women she had ever met.
Her eyes welled up, and she nodded, "Okay."
"You unpack your things first. If you need any help, tell me. I'll be in the next room unpacking."
Zhou Ji looked at her with gentle eyes.
Xin Zhiyao hesitated, wanting to speak, "Actually, I can stay in the next room."
She hadn't spent a single cent on this house, and it felt wrong to be given the largest room.
Zhou Ji smiled at her, "It's okay. In this house, you are the most important."
Xin Zhiyao's face couldn't help but turn red again.
Ahhh, Professor Zhou, if he keeps acting like this, she couldn't guarantee she wouldn't fall for him.
Xin Zhiyao didn't have many things. Her books were still in the dormitory, and she planned to move them back later.
She hung her clothes in the wardrobe and placed her skincare products on the dressing table.
Thinking that she had personally chosen this dressing table, she liked it more and more.
The room was also very nice. It was the first time she had such a large room all to herself.
The Xin family had three rooms. Hers was the smallest, with a 1.5-meter bed, a desk, and a small cloth wardrobe that looked like it could collapse at any moment. Xin Haozhe's room was different; his wardrobe was made of wood, his desk was twice as large as hers, and it was filled with messy models instead of books.
What Xin Zhiyao couldn't even dream of in the Xin family, Zhou Ji had now fulfilled for her.
She was truly happy and couldn't help but collapse onto the bed. The soft quilt almost swallowed her, and it even smelled like sunshine.
Excitedly, she rolled on the bed twice, then three times.
"Knock, knock, knock."
The sound of knocking came.
Xin Zhiyao immediately reacted and got off the bed, seeing Zhou Ji standing at the doorway with a half-smile.
The room door had never been closed; she had gotten a bit carried away.
Xin Zhiyao was embarrassed and awkwardly tidied the messy quilt on the bed, "Professor Zhou."
Zhou Ji's eyes twinkled with amusement, "What do you want to eat for dinner?"
Xin Zhiyao felt utterly mortified, "I... I can eat anything."
"I bought some pork ribs this morning. How about braised pork ribs with potatoes?"
Xin Zhiyao would agree to anything he said now, nodding repeatedly, "Yes, yes."
"Besides not being able to eat spicy food, are there any other dietary restrictions?"
"No." Xin Zhiyao's head bobbed like a rattle drum.
"Good." Zhou Ji said, then turned to leave. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and smiled meaningfully at her, "You continue."
"..."
Xin Zhiyao suspected Professor Zhou was teasing her, but she had no evidence.
Good heavens, how many times had she embarrassed herself today alone?
After Zhou Ji left, Xin Zhiyao despairingly flopped straight onto the bed.
Xin Zhiyao wasn't foolish enough to keep rolling on the bed. She got out of the room and walked towards the kitchen.
Zhou Ji was taking something out of the refrigerator. She walked over and said, "Let me help."
"You can cook?"
His tone seemed somewhat surprised.
Excuse me, she was the one who should be surprised! Professor Zhou was the one who looked like he couldn't even touch a drop of oil.
She nodded, "A little."
"The kitchen has heavy fumes, and I'm afraid you'll feel uncomfortable. If you like cooking, after you have children, you can cook whenever you want."
Xin Zhiyao was indeed the type of person who enjoyed cooking. She savored the process of turning ingredients into delicious food, but at the Xin family's house, cooking had become her chore, and for a while, she resented it.
She wanted to say something else, but Zhou Ji spoke before her, "Be good, go sit on the sofa."
His deep voice was magnetic, with a slight rasp that struck her ears.
Xin Zhiyao's mind exploded.
When Zhou Ji had sent her those two words, she had imagined what his voice would sound like saying them. Hearing it now, it was even more intoxicating than she had imagined.
In Song Yujia's words, her ears were going to get pregnant.
Her face flushed, and as if bewitched, she obediently sat on the sofa.
After sitting for a while, she finally realized: handsome men are misleading, oh so misleading.
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