Xia Yanchun was already used to being pulled into cuddles by Shen Nian first thing in the morning.
After being forced to accept a kiss on the cheek from him, she happily went down from the second floor to check out her birthday cake.
Even though it wasn't opened yet, that didn't stop her from taking pictures to send to a few female classmates. She also made a pretty post on her QQ Space, and seeing the likes roll in made her super happy.
She had breakfast at Shen Nian's house.
Her own home only had a portion of lettuce and two boiled eggs prepared, but Shen Nian's house had stir-fried pork with onions. She could even boss Shen Nian around to heat it up for her—it was incredibly comfortable.
You're the birthday girl today, so I'll listen to you, Shen Nian said obediently as he heated up the food for her.
Xia Yanchun pinched the tip of her pinky finger and looked at him expectantly. Then can you grant me one tiny, tiny little wish?
If it's calling you older sister, then no. Anything else is fine.
What the heck, and here you said you'd listen to me. Xia Yanchun's expectant little expression instantly collapsed.
Anything but that.
Then say, It's little brother's fault, little brother has already heated up the food for you.
...Seriously, can't you change your request? It's sister and brother every single day. You're making me too embarrassed to even date you.
You look pretty willing to me. I bet you secretly rejoice every night, calling me Sister Chun in your heart.
Xia Yanchun, you're absolutely hopeless.
Blehh, hurry up, I'm starving to death!
Die of impatience then.
Shen Nian plated the food. The fragrant stir-fried pork with onions was steaming hot. When he brought it to the dining table, Xia Yanchun immediately reached out with her chopsticks to grab a piece, puckered her lips to blow on it, and popped it into her mouth to chew.
She had already scooped out a bowl of congee for Shen Nian, so he could start eating as soon as he pulled out a chair and sat down.
Usually, they only heated up both food and congee in the winter. In the summer, they generally just heated up the dishes. If the congee was hot, you could bury cold dishes in it to heat them up using the congee's temperature, but Shen Nian didn't like doing that.
The backyard was built with bricks and a blue awning. The direct sunlight made it a bit hot, prompting Shen Nian to pull at his collar to let in some air. In contrast, even after eating a mouthful of hot food, Xia Yanchun didn't look hot at all.
Boys seemingly handled the heat worse than girls. Back at school, Shen Nian would start sweating after just a bit of activity, while Xia Yanchun remained fragrant all day long.
During their freshman and sophomore years of high school when they commuted together, Shen Nian would sometimes intentionally tease Xia Yanchun to make her chase him. It was a surefire way to make her sweat. However, he rarely smelled any body odor from her. Shen Nian once suspected that her sweat was fragrant, and sometimes he would lean in close specifically to take a sniff...
In reality, Xia Yanchun did get a sweaty smell sometimes. The twice-weekly PE classes were probably the few times she didn't smell great.
He had been chasing Xia Yanchun around to sniff her for a long time now. Her reaction had gone from initial disgust to eventual indifference. It was hard not to say she had become desensitized to his annoying antics.
Why did he feel like such a pervert, constantly sniffing a girl he wasn't officially dating yet? Smelling her when she was fragrant, and smelling her when she was stinky too...
Was it just because Chun was his childhood friend who had been inseparable from him since they were young, his childhood sweetheart and rival? Could he really treat Chunbao like this just because they used to roughhouse every day before that manly incident happened?
Shen Nian repented. Good thing nowadays whenever he wanted to sniff, he'd just hug Chunbao and sniff her directly.
Is it good? Shen Nian tilted his chin toward Xia Yanchun.
It's delicious.
Of course, I cast a bling-bling make-it-tasty magic spell on it.
Ugh, eat crap, you're washing the dishes later.
Alright, alright, whatever the birthday girl says goes.
Xia Yanchun's eyes narrowed into slits as she smiled sweetly and placed a piece of meat into Shen Nian's bowl with her chopsticks.
Her appetite wasn't as big as Shen Nian's. One bowl of congee was enough for her breakfast, while Shen Nian needed two. Even so, she didn't finish much faster than he did.
How could the gentle Sister Chun actually make Shen Nian wash the dishes? Once Shen Nian finished eating, she took both sets of bowls and chopsticks to wash them.
Only when you were still in school could you manage to eat three meals on time every day. At home, lunch was always eaten as breakfast.
After lunch, Xia Yanchun sat in the massage chair for a while. By then, it was already noon.
Shen Nian pulled up a chair and sat beside her to keep her company.
Do your parents usually come back at six?
Yeah.
Then let's go grocery shopping at four. Come over to my house for dinner tonight. The two of us will cook. Otherwise, if we wait for my parents to come back and cook, it'll be a bit too late, and we might not have room in our stomachs for cake.
Who are you underestimating? I can definitely eat it.
The King of Big Eaters was known as Little Shen Nian. Hitting a critical strike three times a day, Shen Nian could eat even more than Liangzi.
Sitting comfortably in the massage chair, the bold Xia Yanchun looked at Shen Nian's triumphant expression and couldn't help but raise her hand to lift his shirt, her small hand giving his stomach a gentle rub.
How can this stomach of yours hold so much food? she asked.
A Cinan boy has immense energy, Shen Nian grinned, showing his teeth.
Hmph, the toilet clogs every time you take a dump, and you're still proud.
Are you disgusting or what?
Now that we both have money, I think we can put getting a physical exam on the agenda!
If you have too much money and nowhere to spend it, you can give it to me.
What's wrong, afraid they'll find out you have weak kidneys...
As soon as she said it, Xia Yanchun regretted it. Her eyes started to look guilty, and the wandering hand that was still feeling up his abs obediently retreated back into the armrest slot of the massage chair.
Would you not know if my kidneys are weak or not?
I knew it... It only took Xia Yanchun 0.01 seconds to guess what Shen Nian was going to say. You can try it too.
Her small face instantly flushed bright red. Xia Yanchun felt completely flustered. Sure enough, she still hated Shen Nian the most.
It seems I find it necessary to prove myself to my dear Chunbao! Shen Nian suddenly turned serious.
Get lost, get lost!
Look at you. If I don't prove it, you say I have weak kidneys, but when I try to prove it, you get all anxious.
Go away, go away, I'll beat you to death.
Xia Yanchun grumbled and stopped the massage chair, giving up her seat to Shen Nian. So boring, your turn.
Boring? You've been sitting there for half an hour.
You didn't tell me to get up, Xia Yanchun muttered softly.
When it was Shen Nian's turn to sit in the massage chair, the seat was still warm.
The massage chair had specific grooves for arms and legs, which also contained mechanical massaging structures. It was quite comfortable; sitting in it made one subconsciously relax their body.
As Shen Nian began to enjoy it, Xia Yanchun sat in the spot he had just vacated. Resting her small face on her hands, she leaned against the side of the massage chair, staring closely at Shen Nian and observing his subtle expressions.
She playfully poked Shen Nian's cheek.
Shen Nian ignored her.
She playfully poked his chest again, pinched his lips, and leaned over to kiss his forehead. Having had her fun, she rested her head back on her arms, stared at Shen Nian's face, and mimicked his toothy grin.
...
He was being subjected to hot violence by Chunbao.
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