Putting on new clothes, are you watching me

Ding dong! Ding dong!

...

Just as the room was almost tidied up, the sound of WeChat notifications rang out in quick succession.

Lin Yu picked up his phone and took a look. It was a message from Shen Jiuyi.

Shen Jiuyi: If there isn't anything you particularly want to eat, I can buy something outside and we can eat together?

Lin Yu didn't care at all about what to eat for dinner.

Whatever Shen Jiuyi wanted to eat, he would gladly eat with her. That was certainly not a problem.

Lin Yu typed his reply:

Lin Yu: No problem. Should I come to you, or will you come to me?

Eating could actually be handled in the dining room.

But Lin Yu deliberately omitted the dining room option, directly narrowing the scope down to their two rooms.

After seeing the options, no matter how oblivious Shen Jiuyi was.

She should still be able to sense Lin Yu's intentions.

Normally.

Shen Jiuyi might have followed her own heart and chosen a public environment like the dining room.

But that was under the premise of having a clear conscience!

With what happened today, how could she dare say she had a clear conscience?

Shen Jiuyi was probably panicking inside.

By setting the environment for them to be alone in a more private place, Lin Yu was naturally playing right into Shen Jiuyi's wishes.

Sure enough.

Shen Jiuyi's message quickly came back:

Shen Jiuyi: I'll come to you. Is the third floor convenient?

This question was actually asking if there was anyone else around Lin Yu.

According to Shen Jiuyi's thoughts, it would be best if no one knew they had interacted today.

Only then could she completely avoid suspicion.

Lin Yu: It's convenient. You can come over anytime.

While replying to the message, Lin Yu took a bottle of red wine out from the cabinet.

This was an unopened bottle left over from the birthday party.

Although drinking wasn't mentioned for tonight's dinner.

Lin Yu still made full preparations.

Shen Jiuyi had a track record of fleeing in panic yesterday.

If it came to the critical moment today and she pulled another stunt of not being mentally prepared.

Wouldn't all of Lin Yu's preparations go to waste?

Falling into the same pit once was enough.

Lin Yu would absolutely not allow it to happen twice.

The logic behind drinking was very simple.

Many things that couldn't be figured out, situations that couldn't be accepted.

Would all have different choices when the brain's nerves were briefly numbed and dopamine was rapidly secreted.

When you had ulterior motives toward your dining companion at the dinner table.

Whether it be for commercial interests or emotional life.

Wine could be drunk in small amounts, but it must not be absent.

...

Half an hour later.

Knock, knock, knock!

A knocking sound came from the door.

Lin Yu opened the door full of anticipation, and at a glance, he saw...

A completely transformed Little Jiu!

The first time he met Shen Jiuyi, she gave Lin Yu the impression of being a sporty tomboy.

Lin Yu could even believe it if someone said she wasn't into guys.

But today's Shen Jiuyi had actually, rarely, put on a dress.

Lin Yu: !!!

The black and white dotted dress looked quite monotonous and not particularly outstanding.

But for someone who never wore dresses, it was already a massive breakthrough.

How could Lin Yu not know this?

It seemed that for today, he wasn't the only one who had prepared by cleaning the room.

Shen Jiuyi wasn't treating it passively either!

At the doorway.

Feeling Lin Yu's gaze, Shen Jiuyi felt uncomfortable all over.

Even though she was clearly wearing clothes, there was a feeling...

Lin Yu's look was something not normally seen.

Only today did Shen Jiuyi feel what kind of terrifying stare Yaoyao had faced back then.

Can I... come in?

It was Shen Jiuyi who spoke first, breaking the silent atmosphere.

Because she didn't want others to see her coming over, Shen Jiuyi had tried her best not to make any noise when coming upstairs.

If she continued to stand at the door like this, it was inevitable that she would run into someone on the third floor.

She couldn't arouse even the slightest suspicion from others.

As long as she was careful enough, she would definitely be able to do it without anyone knowing!

Shen Jiuyi had made quite a big resolution to stand at Lin Yu's door.

Hearing Shen Jiuyi's question.

Lin Yu finally recovered from his shock. He immediately stepped aside and said:

Of course, please come in!

Shen Jiuyi held up the Malatang she bought and said:

I didn't know what you like to eat, but last time we ate, I noticed you weren't afraid of spicy food.

So I bought the nearest Malatang. The shop has a delivery service.

Lin Yu felt quite happy inside.

Unexpectedly.

Shen Jiuyi had actually paid attention to his dietary habits?

If she hadn't observed carefully, she wouldn't have come to that conclusion.

Lin Yu smiled and replied:

Malatang is great. Have you been silently observing me before?

Shen Jiuyi's footsteps paused slightly: !!!

Oh no.

Should she not have said that just now?

Didn't that expose her!

The truth was exactly as Lin Yu said.

Ever since her fate was read and Lin Yu learned her secret.

She had been intentionally or unintentionally observing Lin Yu in her daily life.

Sometimes, it wasn't that she deliberately went to observe and pay attention.

Rather, her subjective consciousness simply couldn't control itself from looking at Lin Yu.

By the time Shen Jiuyi realized this at a certain moment, she had already formed this habit.

It wasn't just the fact that he wasn't afraid of spicy food.

She actually knew many details of Lin Yu's life.

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