Chapter 133 Why is he like a primary school student?
Chapter 133 Why is he like a primary school student?
Suddenly Shen Jiayu felt embarrassed and could only glare at Shen Silan who was trying to hold back his laughter.
"Ayu, don't be angry. I was just taking a shower and I wasn't wearing any clothes."
Su Ping's voice came out of the phone softly and shyly, which made him feel a little distracted and he couldn't help but turn off the speaker.
Even though Silan was still a child, he didn't want him to hear Pingping speak in that tone, as he would be jealous.
"Ah."
Her throat was almost smoking, and she only got a "hmm" in return? What did he mean, was it not possible?
Shen Jiayu lay back on the bed and continued, "I'm not angry."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Shen Silan beside him click his tongue twice.
I didn't know who it was just now. His old face was so long, like a donkey's.
"I'm glad you're not angry. It's getting late. Ah Yu, go to bed and have a sweet dream."
Shen Jiayu, who hadn't felt sleepy at first, actually felt a little sleepy after hearing her voice. He didn't know if he was sick, but he felt even more fragile than usual. He couldn't help but act coquettishly towards Su Ping: "Can you please not hang up the phone?"
Don’t hang up the phone?
Su Ping didn't react for a moment, and asked: "How can you sleep without hanging up the phone?"
Shen Jiayu glanced at Shen Silan who was sleeping on the accompanying bed next to him. Shen Silan understood and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
He is so sensible that even he feels sorry for himself. He has really endured too much at such a young age.
"Just hang there like this, as if you were staying with me..."
Oh my, has this old man finally come to his senses? He's even imitating the youngsters by sleeping on the mic, right?
Shen Jiayu just said it casually, but he didn't expect that she would really stay with him.
Suddenly my heart felt sweet, as if it was soaked in honey.
After a while, it became quiet over there.
She has been busy with me all afternoon and evening today, and she is really exhausted. Now she has to accompany me to make phone calls.
[Ding! The capture character Shen Jiayu's Darkness value has been reduced by 1%. The current total Darkness value is 4%!]
Su Ping, who was watching a variety show with her microphone muted, was a little confused when she heard the reminder that Shen Jiayu's darker value had decreased.
What happened to each of them today? Why did their darkening values decrease by themselves?
Now the darkening values of the three of them are close to single digits, and she feels that she will be able to go back soon.
With hope in mind, Su Ping got up early in the morning, drove to a breakfast shop, had a bowl of noodles, and then put the packed bowl of kelp and pork ribs soup next to it into the thermos he brought with him.
His movements were so quick and swift that the waiter who was still standing nearby was stunned.
"Thank you, the soup is delicious."
Su Ping thanked the waiter and, ignoring his dazed expression, rushed to the hospital carrying the thermos.
When she arrived at the hospital, Shen Jiayu had already changed his clothes and was waiting for her to pick him up.
After seeing her, he raised his wrist to check his watch and said, "It's half past nine. Why is it so late?"
The tone of his voice made me want to give him two slaps in the face.
Do you really treat her as a live-in nanny?
"Why don't you speak?"
Seeing that she had remained silent, Shen Jiayu looked up and just caught her cursing eyes that she hadn't had time to look away.
"Oh, what's going on? Did I get up too early and not sleep well? My eyelids are tired and starting to cramp."
After Su Ping finished speaking, he pretended to rub his eyes.
"Didn't you sleep well?"
Shen Jiayu didn't quite believe it. There was no movement from her before 11 o'clock yesterday. How could she not have slept well?
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Su Ping looking at him with some grievance and spoke.
"I thought about making you some soup this morning last night. I didn't sleep well, so I got up at 5:30 in the morning to make the soup. It took me two and a half hours. I didn't even have time to eat breakfast before I brought it to you."
"In the end, you blame me for being late."
As she spoke, her eyes became red.
Shen Jiayu wanted to slap himself. Why did he question her and get angry at her without understanding the whole story?
When Su Ping wanted to continue her performance, Shen Jiayu stepped forward and hugged her in his arms.
"Pingping, I'm sorry. It's my fault."
Su Ping blinked her eyes. Her acting skills hadn't even been half displayed yet, and she believed it already?
Shen Silan looked at the two people hugging each other, shook his head with disgust, walked over, opened the lid of the thermos, took a bowl and scooped two spoonfuls for himself.
Why does this smell familiar?
Shen Silan took a sip in disbelief. Why did it taste so similar to the soup made by the chef hired by the school?
"Aunt, did you really make this yourself?"
Su Ping shuddered and looked at the little kid who questioned him.
"Yeah, your craftsmanship is pretty good."
Shen Silan didn't expose her, and nodded: "It's really good, you can open a store now."
Shen Jiayu looked at the thermos, which was only that small, and quickly walked over to cover it.
"This is what your aunt made for me. These two spoonfuls are enough for you. The rest is mine."
No way, are you so childish?
Shen Silan wondered if the Shen Jiayu in front of him had changed. Where had the mature and steady uncle gone? Why was he acting like a primary school student now, grabbing everything?
Su Ping watched Shen Jiayu drink up all the soup and touched his nose feeling guilty.
"Ayu, if you like to drink it, I can stew it for you later."
Shen Jiayu stretched out his hand and pulled Su Ping, who sat on his lap.
"You don't need to do this, it will hurt me."
Facing his affectionate eyes, Su Ping felt goosebumps all over her body.
Doesn't this guy think he's handsome like this?
Someone please save her. She is really going to feel mentally ill because of the abuse.
Finally, Shen Silan couldn't bear it anymore and hugged Shen Jiayu's arm: "Uncle, when are we going home? I don't like the smell in the hospital."
Shen Jiayu's expression froze. Thinking about how he was so young when Gu Lan passed away, he wondered if he could remember anything.
Shen Jiayu let go of Su Ping and patted his head: "Okay, if you don't like it, let's go home."
After sending them to the door, Su Ping slipped away on the pretext of having something to do.
Shen Jiayu originally wanted her to spend more time with him, but he was reluctant to let her go. Thinking that Pingping must not have slept well since she got up early in the morning to make soup for him, he could only watch the car disappear from his sight reluctantly.
On the way back, Su Ping rolled down the car window and felt that the air was a lot fresher.
But as she drove, she felt something was wrong. The car behind her seemed to have been following her since the hospital.
She turned on the turn signal and pretended to turn right, but she accelerated and went straight two seconds before the red light came on. The car behind her didn't react for a while, and in desperation ran the red light and chased her.
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