sovbooks Chapter 77 A Kiss with a Justification
Chapter 77 A Kiss with a Justification
Chapter 77 A Kiss with a Justification
"What can we eat?" Jiang Yuan asked, puzzled.
"Eat—" Meng Ziyi regretted being too direct and impatient. His little brain worked quickly, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
She lowered her head and rummaged in her pockets with both hands, finding a piece of chocolate and a few preserved plums.
This is something she always carries with her; she has an extreme fondness for sweets, especially chocolate.
Preserved plums are both sour and sweet, and they can also help cut through the richness of food.
Just as Meng Ziyi was about to take out her explanation, Jiang Yuan said, "Did Jiang Xin also look for you, Sister Meng? And even asked you to come and call me?"
Meng Ziyi's beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed: "Sister Jiang Xin came to see you?"
Judging from Sister Meng's tone, Jiang Yuan knew that Jiang Xin hadn't invited her: "Yeah, she treated me to barbecue before."
"So you agreed?" Meng Ziyi asked nervously.
"If I had agreed, how could I be standing here chatting with you now?"
"That's true." Meng Ziyi's fair and delicate face showed an embarrassed, silly smile, like a fool.
"What's so great about barbecue?"
The girl suppressed a smile, took out her snacks from her pocket, and showed them off like she was showing off a treasure.
"We don't care for that, we adults eat this."
Jiang Yuan suddenly realized that Sister Meng wanted to eat snacks but was afraid of gaining weight, so she asked him to eat them for her. She was doing a live mukbang!
"Don't just stand outside, come in and I'll show you how to eat."
Jiang Yuan pulled her inside and turned to walk further in.
Mencius glanced at Jiang Yuan's retreating figure, then looked at the few remaining snacks in his hand, feeling slightly guilty.
But the girl pretended to be calm and followed him into the house with her head held high.
Sit down at the table.
Jiang Yuan patted the table: "Put the snacks you want to eat in your pocket on the table. You can eat some, and I'll finish most of them."
Jiang Yuan was used to Sister Meng's methods.
In the past, when people asked him to eat on their behalf, Sister Meng would only take a small bite and then rest her chin on her hand, watching him eat, enjoying the immersive satisfaction of watching a mukbang.
Mencius obediently placed the chocolate in his hand on the table, then reached into his pocket and took out a preserved plum candy.
He reached into his pocket again, opened his palm, and there it was—a preserved plum candy, just one.
Jiang Yuan looked at him with a puzzled expression: "Are you moving your hamster? Take them one by one."
"Don't rush."
Mencius smiled sweetly, took one last time out of his pocket, and placed it on the table.
Three preserved plum candies and a piece of chocolate were immediately placed on the table.
"Exactly three, hehe, my lucky number is also three," Meng Ziyi said with satisfaction.
"and then?"
"What then?" Meng Ziyi tilted his head, looking innocent and adorable.
"Come on."
Jiang Yuan turned her head back and tapped the girl's forehead. "Is this all you're offering me to eat in front of you?"
"Yes."
Meng Ziyi blinked her big, bright eyes. "Didn't we just eat? These can be dessert."
"All right."
Jiang Yuan didn't intend to eat too much, but he was surprised to see that the three preserved plums and one chocolate on the table were too meager and did not match the amount that Sister Meng used to give him to eat.
Jiang Yuan tore open the chocolate and broke off a piece for Meng Ziyi.
Meng Ziyi quickly waved his hand: "I'll get fat if I eat sweets at this time. Jiang Yuan, you eat them. I'll just watch."
"Alright."
Jiang Yuan didn't hesitate and popped all the chocolates into her mouth.
Meng Ziyi's gaze was fixed on Jiang Yuan's mouth as he chewed.
Do boys always chew chocolate? Or is Jiang Yuan the only one who does it this way?
Well, Mencius had not paid attention to what others thought.
But Jiang Yuan is always so neat and efficient, even when it comes to eating.
Unlike her, she would hold the chocolate in her mouth and wait for it to melt slowly, filling her mouth with sweetness.
"Is it delicious?" Mencius suddenly asked.
"It's alright, it feels about the same as the chocolate beans you brought last time." Jiang Yuan nodded slightly.
"That must be delicious, I want to eat it too." Meng Ziyi's mouth moved.
Jiang Yuan thought Sister Meng was craving something: "But you only got one piece, and I ate it all."
"Yeah, just one."
Jiang Yuan leaned back in her chair and thought for a moment: "I remember you left some chocolates here with me last time. Let me look for them, in a bit."
As she spoke, Jiang Yuan got up, preparing to rummage through the drawer.
"No need." Meng Ziyi pressed Jiang Yuan's shoulder and made him sit down.
"Didn't you want to eat?" Jiang Yuan sat down. "Or should we eat in your room later?"
"I'm not going back inside to eat either," Meng Ziyi shook his head. "Without you here, I won't be able to control myself from eating too much."
Jiang Yuan was even more confused. What was Sister Meng up to?
"So, Sister Meng, are you going to eat or not?" he asked directly.
"Eat."
Mencius extended his right index finger, making a "1" shape, indicating "just a little bit. I can only eat a tiny bit, just to taste it."
Jiang Yuan nodded and said, "Okay, then take it out and eat it."
Jiang Yuan glanced at Sister Meng's pocket. He felt that the girl must have hidden chocolates, but she just hadn't taken them out to tease him.
When Meng Ziyi saw Jiang Yuan's gaze, he understood what Jiang Yuan was thinking. He stood up, turned the pockets of his denim shorts inside out, revealing the empty inner pockets.
"No," she said.
"Oh, I see."
Jiang Yuan had already finished her chocolate and turned to watch her performance. "So how do you plan to eat it? Just a little bit in your dream?"
Mencius didn't answer, but instead asked about something else: "Jiang Yuan, do you think if I looked more like you, fewer people would say I look scheming or bad? After all, you're so likable."
Jiang Yuan said helplessly, "Didn't I just tell you before that you shouldn't pay attention to other people's bad comments, but focus on the comments that make you happy? You're clearly very beautiful."
"I know," Meng Ziyi said coquettishly, "but answer my question first."
Jiang Yuan waved her hand: "Probably."
Jiang Yuan didn't really think it would work; it was unlikely that Sister Meng would be likable just because she resembled him.
His luck is so good that even he doesn't know how others have come to be like him.
The moon does bear a slight resemblance.
"That's good."
Mencius's dark eyes darted around, a hint of delight in them.
Jiang Yuan still felt the lingering sweetness of the chocolate in her mouth, and reached out to grab a slightly sour preserved plum from the table to cleanse her palate.
"Eating too many sweets at night will cause cavities."
Mencius grasped his hand and tried to persuade him.
Jiang Yuan gave her a speechless look: "Putting aside the fact that I know how to brush my teeth, you're the one who always brings it to me to eat, aren't you?"
"Now you're worried about getting cavities?"
Jiang Yuan gave up on the preserved plum and instead pinched Meng Ziyi's soft cheek.
In fact, Jiang Yuan was never worried about tooth decay.
He has good genes; just like he won't be nearsighted, he also won't get cavities.
He's not the only one experiencing this; some people also find it difficult to develop nearsightedness no matter how much they use their phones in the dark.
He's just a bit more special.
"Then I'll brush your teeth for you later, making sure to get every nook and cranny."
Mencius eagerly asked, "Before that, could Jiang Yuan give me a hug to recharge?"
"This is the first time I've slept alone since joining the film crew, and I feel empty inside," she said.
"Aren't we supposed to be carefree?"
Jiang Yuan hadn't forgotten what Mencius had told him after everyone else had left—that parting should be graceful.
"Oh dear, I'm just such a fickle woman."
Meng Ziyi shook Jiang Yuan's hand, pleading, "I need to recharge! Recharge, recharge—"
"Okay, okay." Jiang Yuan quickly agreed, not even thinking about whether Sister Meng wanted to eat the chocolate or not, and opened her arms wide.
He's gotten used to it; these past few months, he's seen the different ways the girls on set have been recharging.
Anyway, since I have to act, I'll do it every day as a routine.
In the end, even Tian Xiwei, who was only charging once a day, was fine.
But the girl would also ask him to touch her skull a few more times to recharge her.
No, it's transferring power through a head pat—
When Mengzi saw Jiang Yuan open his arms, he couldn't help but step forward and hug his waist, burying his face in his chest and taking a deep breath.
She could smell that Jiang Yuan had just taken a shower; she smelled of citrus.
That smells like Safeguard body wash; she bought it.
Leaning against Jiang Yuan's broad embrace, I inhaled the refreshing citrus scent.
Mencius's mind wandered, wondering if there was any chocolate-scented shower gel.
If she buys it for Jiang Yuan, will Jiang Yuan use it?
Yes, Jiang Yuan will definitely use it; he always uses whatever he has.
The question then arises: if Jiang Yuan uses it, what happens when she hugs him to recharge?
Could you be so captivated by the sweet taste of chocolate that you might end up eating it like a chocolate?
Meng Ziyi was amused by her own thoughts, and looked up with adoration at Jiang Yuan's superior jawline.
She was already quite tall for a girl, and people often teased her about her height, but now, in front of Jiang Yuan, she seemed petite and delicate.
So, she's a sweet girl, what's with the "super sweet girl" part? Just because she's tall, does she have to be "super"?
If others say she's not sweet enough, that's definitely their problem.
If it can't highlight her sweet and girlish side, then Jiang Yuan can.
"Jiang Yuan, do you think I'm a sweet girl?" Meng Ziyi asked in a low voice, burying his head in Jiang Yuan's arms.
"Sometimes, I guess."
Jiang Yuan's gaze fell on Meng Ziyi's hair. "Are you done? It's time to go back to sleep."
Although Sister Meng was very gentle, he was indeed a bit sleepy, and just hugging him or something didn't move him much.
If Motong were here, he would probably need to get some extra nutrition.
Perhaps it will even transform into a snowball and educate the ice cream.
As I was thinking, my thoughts went astray, especially since Sister Meng was holding me; it really shouldn't have happened.
Jiang Yuan shook her head, feeling that her emotions had been unstable lately, causing her thoughts to slip as well.
"immediately."
Mencius pouted, but he also knew that the hug couldn't last too long. After all, it was just a hug to recharge, and he couldn't be too greedy.
If we want to embrace more, at least we need to do it legitimately, right?
Mencius felt as if he had returned to the time when he switched to humanities in high school and diligently studied history.
She heard her teacher talk about history, and how the Chinese people always make sure that their actions have a just cause.
Therefore, if she wants more, she needs to have a legitimate reason for doing so.
Mencius loosened Jiang Yuan's waist, looked up and said casually, "I feel much better now. I don't think I'll be afraid tonight."
"That's good." Jiang Yuan nodded and sat back down.
"I'm very happy," Meng Ziyi added.
Jiang Yuan was taken aback. What was so exciting about this?
"Jiang Yuan, you once said that I was a child who grew up in love, so I am insensitive to malice. This insensitivity is both a good thing and a bad thing."
Meng Ziyi tucked her long hair behind her ear, looked down into Jiang Yuan's eyes, and said earnestly, "But since you praised me, I feel that I should be someone people envy. And then I thought, there should be another thing about me that people envy."
"What?" Jiang Yuan asked her.
"That means I'm not completely slow-witted."
Mencius said earnestly, "I have a very keen and quick perception of happiness."
Jiang Yuan nodded. Although not all of them are like this, some people who grow up in love are indeed very sensitive to happiness and are easily satisfied.
"So, the hug Jiang Yuan gave me helps me sleep well, which is a very happy thing."
Mencius's serious demeanor almost made Jiang Yuan suspect that he had given her a lot, like a box of gold.
"Oh, I'm happy that you're happy too," Jiang Yuan said.
"Um, I haven't eaten any chocolate yet."
Mencius brought up the old matter again, his eyes fixed on Jiang Yuan. "So, can Jiang Yuan make me happier?"
"Well, if I'm happy, you're happy too. So, I beg you, Jiang Yuan, could you make us both a little happier?" she said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll find it for you."
39
Jiang Yuan didn't find it annoying at all; he was very calm and patient.
I was just about to go through the drawer I had been looking for.
But Mencius intervened and stopped him.
"Sister Meng, if you hold me down, how am I supposed to find you some chocolate?" Jiang Yuan found it amusing, feeling a sense of déjà vu, as it had happened before.
Then Sister Meng said, "No need to look, Jiang Yuan has it."
"There's just no way to deal with Jiang Yuan's scatterbrained nature."
Meng Ziyi pursed his lips. "Well, since you didn't mind the trouble and gave me so much energy, I'll help you find what you can't find."
Just as Jiang Yuan was about to ask him when he had it, a shadow fell over him.
Mencius's face came from behind the light —
Jiang Yuan could only feel the lingering sweetness of chocolate in her mouth being shared with others.
Jiang Yuan put his arm around her waist, helped her sit up, and slowly let her taste the chocolate she liked.
After a long while.
"I—I'm leaving."
Mencius suggested storming out of the door.
Back in her room, she sat down by the door, her breathing calming as she tried to catch her rapid breathing and her heart pounding.
"So, this counts as a legitimate kiss, right?"
Mencius hesitated, feeling that his excuse was too hasty.
"Thinking about it carefully, many historical events started rather hastily."
Mencius muttered to himself, clenching his little fist to encourage himself, "Besides, he promised to find it for me, and I only said I'd try a little bit of chocolate. All things considered, I have a legitimate reason to do so, so there's absolutely no problem."
Mencius believed that he had actually fulfilled his promise.
I brushed Jiang Yuan's teeth every now and then, though I didn't use a toothbrush.
But since I'm not very skilled, there will always be mistakes. I'll get used to it later.
Compared to this, Meng Ziyi blushed and looked down at his chest, where his clothes were somewhat disheveled.
"Hmph, you have no sense of proportion."
Mencius pouted, but his eyes were full of joy.
He shouldn't be considered disliking this, right? He might even like it.
"Come to think of it, I am quite big after all—"
Mencius was slightly pleased; she was thin, but not small.
She didn't take Xuejie or Chaoyue seriously.
Xiao Tian, on the other hand, is someone who can rival her.
Jiang Yuandong or Qing's character was blasted off the show with a single blow.
When filming wrapped.
Jiang Yuan also received her first wrap-up cake.