Peach and Plum Do Not Speak

Chapter 126:

An Zhi wanted to drink casserole porridge, so Yan Xi drove to a famous Chaoshan porridge shop in Beicheng. There are three floors, the decoration is not luxurious, people come and go, lively and lively. One corner of the first floor is full of fresh seafood. Many celebrities have visited here, and there are many celebrity signatures on each floor.

Yan Xi made a reservation in the afternoon, and the waiter led them directly to the small box on the second floor.

They ordered shrimp and crab porridge, fried rice noodles, and their signature lo-mei. As soon as the box door was closed, An Zhi moved a chair and sat beside Yan Xi.

Yan Xi poured her a cup of hot tea and let her drink to warm her body.

The young girl blew on the hot tea and took a small sip, her face flushed red with the water vapor was not at all embarrassed, but instead looked youthful and tender.

Yan Xi looked at her with emotion, it’s nice to be young, and every move is cute. I was thinking again that such a lovely girl was actually in love with me.

Being alone in the past few days, she has become more and more deeply aware that she is really in love, a sweet love.

A love that will melt away all her persistence, bet everything she has, and make her reckless.

It is too late to retreat, and we can only move forward bravely and accept all challenges.

“Auntie, aren’t you a famous public figure now?” An Zhi’s voice interrupted her meditation.

Yan Xi smiled: “Why do you ask that?”

An Zhi pointed to the wall: “There are so many celebrity autographs, why didn’t the store manager get your autograph just now?”

Yan Xi laughed dumbly: “I’m just an ordinary host, not a star, and I don’t have any celebrity effect.”

An Zhi questioned: “No?”

Yan Xi smiled, “No, I’m not a young and beautiful female star…”

The assistant’s words, “I can’t tell that I’m nearly forty years old,” are still ringing in my ears. After all, Yan Xi still cares about his age. The words stopped abruptly, and he didn’t say any more.

An Zhi blinked, took a sip of hot tea, and suddenly grinned: “Auntie is the most beautiful in my heart! She is more beautiful than any female star.”

If An Zhi in the past said something like this, Yan Xi would think it was a child’s words, but now An Zhi holds her cheeks in her hands, her eyes are pure, and Yan Xi has a feeling of being touched by her heartstrings.

She lowered her face in disguise, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

After talking for a while, porridge and side dishes were served one after another.

The porridge in a moderately sized casserole is soft, the rice soup with a layer of milky white is red, shrimp and crab are red, winter vegetables and shredded **** are yellow, and green onion is green. There is also a local specialty dried radish on the table with porridge.

On such a winter night, a bowl of hot porridge is really heart-warming, and the shrimp and crab porridge is so fresh.

The dry fried rice noodles have a salty aroma of soy sauce, sliced green vegetables, ham and broken eggs. They taste slightly chewy, and mixed with a little spicy garlic chili sauce, it is even more delicious.

An Zhi was very satisfied with her food, and her appearance matched her appearance. Even if she ate lo mei with her bare hands, she didn’t feel vulgar. It turns out that beautiful food is one aspect, and it is also unique to watch Keren’s food.

When he was full, An Zhi touched his belly and said cheerfully, “The motherland is still good, the food is really delicious.”

“What else do you want to eat?” Yan Xi was amused by her tone.

An Zhi’s eyes lit up: “I remember a famous chestnut cake here.”

Yan Xi walked with her to the cake shop, and as soon as the door was opened, the wind bell rang, and the enthusiastic shop clerks greeted each other.

An Zhi walked to the glass cabinet to watch. Under the illumination of the store’s lights, the cakes in the cabinet were all exquisite and lovely, making it difficult to choose.

“If you want a chestnut cake, what else do you want?”

Yan Xi asked her softly.

“Well, I also want Strawberry Snow Maiden.” An Zhi’s eyes lingered. Although she can also make desserts, she is not professional enough after all, and she is not good at all varieties.

“What else?” Yan Xi petted her.

“Hmm… Matcha mousse or mango mousse? You love mango.” An Zhi tangled.

Yan Xi smiled: “Matcha mousse, and occasionally try different flavors. Do you still want it?”

An Zhi was satisfied: “That’s it.”

While the clerk helped them wrap them up, Yan Xi asked her, “When you come back from abroad, do you like desserts more?”

“Most of the United States is too sweet, and there is a lot of cream. If it’s this pie or that pie, I’m curious what it tastes like if I don’t try it.” An Zhidao: “It made me fat.” She pouted, her voice Waxy sweet, dimples are also sweet.

Yan Xi felt that she had tasted the sweetness before she even ate dessert.

“Are you fat…” Her eyes landed on An Zhi’s chest, but she felt it was not right, so she hurriedly moved away.

“You clearly said that I’m fat.” An Zhi looked at her resentfully.

Yan Xi almost laughed out loud, “No, not fat.”

Didn’t I tell you that I can hug you no matter how fat you are?

Yan Xi didn’t say anything, but it was all in the water’s glittering eyes.

An Zhi blushed suddenly, and obviously remembered it.

The clerk handed them the packaging box and said with a smile, “You sisters have such a good relationship.”

An Zhi and Yan Xi were both stunned, then looked at each other and smiled. When going out, An Zhi held Yan Xi with one hand and was full of joy.

Soon after getting in the car, she opened a carton and took out the matcha mousse to eat.

“…Didn’t you just finish dinner?” Yan Xi was surprised by her appetite.

“I want something sweet.” An Zhi took a small fork and scooped it into his mouth.

“Well… it’s delicious, do you want to eat it?” An Zhi handed it to Yan Xi’s lips.

Yan Xi could only hold this mouthful, “I won’t eat, I’m going to drive.”

Snowflakes fluttered outside the car window, the lights were like beads and stars, and the city was prosperous.

An Zhi approached the window, her bright eyes admiring the snow scene outside the window, while eating a small cake, Yan Xi’s car drove very steadily, she turned her face to look at An Zhi’s happy face, and smiled slightly with the corners of her lips moved.

There was some traffic jam ahead, and a thin layer of white began to build up on the road.

After ten minutes without moving, An Zhidu finished the cake and waited boredly.

She licked her lips, feeling that she should be sweet now, and quietly looked at Yan Xi, but unfortunately, she couldn’t be kissed outside.

She checked her phone and wanted to go home soon.

Yan Xi noticed her movement and asked softly, “Tired?”

“I want to go home.” An Zhi pouted.

“Soon.” Yan Xi comforted her.

As soon as the voice fell, the car in front finally started to move, Yan Xi exhaled and looked at her again: “Sit down, I’ll drive faster.”

An Zhi was a little worried and said, “Let’s drive slowly.”

Yan Xi said smoothly: “It’s okay, I’m an old driver…”

An Zhi: “…”

Puchi burst out laughing.

“Besides, I’m very familiar with this road… What are you laughing at?” Yan Xi was puzzled.

An Zhiyuan thought that Yan Xi didn’t understand what she just said, but… it’s so funny…

She laughed in her seat.

arrive home.

The two were busy for a while, and after taking a shower, they changed into pajamas and sat on the sofa to watch a movie.

an old movie.

Yan Xi has a folder where she collects the movies she likes that she will watch over and over again.

Tonight I watched the Japanese movie “The Story of the Boat”.

It’s a film about a profession, and the people in the film have devoted twenty years to compiling a dictionary. The picture is quiet and beautiful, the lines are meaningful, the characters are simple and sincere, and there is no ups and downs in the plot. It is a group of people who insist on doing one thing well in their lives, which is touching.

After watching this film, Anzhi didn’t feel bored at first, but after watching it repeatedly, especially since her mind is relatively fresh in love, she can’t sit still.

She went from sitting obediently to leaning on Yan Xi’s shoulder, lying on top of her, and pillowing on her thigh.

Yan Xi didn’t move, letting her play tricks, only a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

An Zhi watched the movie again, ah, it’s only been played for 30 minutes…

She finally couldn’t bear it anymore, and muttered in protest in a low voice, “Are we really going to see this?”

“Then what do you want to watch? You choose one?” Yan Xi asked with a smile.

“…I don’t particularly want to watch it either.” An Zhi looked at the movie dully.

“After reading this little bit, the interesting place comes.”

The male protagonist almost fainted at work once, in a state of unfamiliarity. His colleagues seemed to understand, “Is it in love?” “Is there a girl you like?”

The old editor said that the heart of love is unstoppable, and then left the semantics of the word love to the male protagonist to write.

After many days, the male protagonist carefully chatted with the female protagonist, wrote incomprehensible love letters to confess to her, went around in circles, ups and downs, and finally gave a definition to love.

“When you fall in love with a certain person, whether you are asleep or awake, your mind is full of the other person, and you can’t concentrate on other things, which will make people restless. Once you succeed, you will be ecstatic.”

Yan Xi suddenly turned off the movie and said, “Just see here.”

An Zhi blinked and laughed out loud in response. Is this a confession to her?

Saying you like her would be so roundabout.

so cute…

For her age, let her take the initiative.

An Zhi rushed over and hugged her.