PNB Chapter 1274 Help
Chapter 1274 Help
"Xiaoxiao, this soup has no medicine and is very clean."
He gently pushed the bowl of soup in front of her, with an imperceptible tenderness and care in his movements.
Xiaoxiao stood there in a daze, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. Looking at the bowl of steaming soup in front of her, she... understood what Fu Yanchen was thinking of.
Xu Xiaoxiao's heart trembled suddenly, and those dusty memories seemed to be quietly touched at this moment.
She opened her mouth but couldn't say anything immediately. She just looked at Fu Yanchen with complicated eyes.
In fact, she was distracted just now because she didn't expect Fu Yanchen to personally serve her soup and pick up dishes. This sudden tenderness made her a little overwhelmed.
She sat there quietly, her eyes somewhat dull, as if she was completely immersed in her own world.
Although everything around her seemed so real and vivid, she didn't think of the past that was once buried deep in her heart.
However, a word Fu Yanchen said inadvertently was like a flash of lightning that cut through the night sky, instantly pulling her thoughts back from the present to the distant past.
At that time, Fu Yanchen actually resorted to all means to drug her.
This incident has always been like a heavy shadow hanging over her heart, and every time she recalls it, she feels a chill running down her spine.
But at this moment, when she looked at the bowl of steaming warm soup in front of her with an enticing aroma, the shadow in her heart began to gradually melt away.
At the same time, Nan Yifeng and Nan Weiwei were sitting aside. Their eyes met, and the same confusion and puzzlement were revealed on their faces.
They knew nothing about the turbulent past between Fu Yanchen and Xu Xiaoxiao. They could only watch the scene happening before their eyes, thinking to themselves:
"How come Fu Yanchen, who is usually known for his straightforwardness, can't even do something as simple as making a girl happy? His straightforward and unpretentious behavior will probably only make Xiaoxiao feel more embarrassed!"
Thinking of this, Nan Yifeng and Nan Weiwei shook their heads helplessly and continued to observe the development of the situation silently.
However, Xu Xiaoxiao did not let the embarrassment continue to spread.
Xu Xiaoxiao carefully stretched out her hands and gently picked up the bowl of steaming soup. The hot soup in the bowl was boiling, and wisps of white steam were rising from the surface of the soup, like a soft gauze, slowly drifting upwards.
When the hot air blew across Xu Xiaoxiao's pretty face, it instantly brought her a faint feeling of warmth, as comfortable and pleasant as the gentle spring breeze blowing gently across her cheeks.
She first lowered her head and carefully looked at the bowl of soup in her hand, then slowly put her lips close to the edge of the bowl and took a small sip.
In an instant, a rich and delicious taste spread across her tongue. The wonderful taste was like a blooming flower slowly blossoming in her mouth, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.
As her taste buds were fully stimulated, Xu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but let out a heartfelt exclamation: "Wow, Nan Yifeng, your cooking skills are getting better and better! This chicken soup is so delicious!"
Hearing Xu Xiaoxiao's praise, Nan Yifeng, who was standing aside, immediately broke into a bright smile on his face.
He smiled and responded, "Haha, of course. If I don't have this ability, how can I serve Weiwei, who is as picky as a little princess? You know, she is famous for her picky food."
As he spoke, Nan Yifeng's gaze fell gently on Weiwei who was playing not far away, his eyes filled with endless pampering and love.
Nan Weiwei,,,,,
After the meal, everyone put down their chopsticks contentedly. The whole room suddenly became quiet, with only the slight chewing sounds and the sound of tableware colliding still echoing in the air.
At this moment, a faint sense of satisfaction and comfort slowly rises like smoke, gradually permeating every corner.
Nan Yifeng, who was sitting at the table, quickly glanced at everyone present, especially when his eyes fell on Fu Yanchen and Xu Xiaoxiao, his eyes flickered slightly.
His eyes moved quickly and he already had some ideas in his mind.
He clearly saw Fu Yanchen's feelings for Xu Xiaoxiao, and a perfect opportunity was right in front of him, which could create a wonderful time for the two of them to be alone together.
When he thought of this wonderful idea, Nan Yifeng's mouth corners couldn't help but rise slightly, and an imperceptible smile quietly appeared on his face.
Then, he stretched out his hand without hesitation and tightly grabbed Nan Weiwei, who was standing beside him. She still looked a little confused and had not yet come to her senses.
Then, he stood up with swift movements.
At the same time, his face was always filled with a warm and friendly smile. He turned his head to look at Fu Yanchen who was still sitting steadily in his original position, and slowly said:
"Oh my, time flies by so fast. It's already so late. I think we should go back to the hotel and have a good rest! Yan Chen, you'll have to help us take care of Xiao Xiao. The little girl has been busy all day and is exhausted!"
After he finished speaking, as if he was afraid that Fu Yanchen didn't understand the deeper meaning of his words, he deliberately winked at him mischievously, hinting in this silent way that he should seize this rare opportunity quickly.
After hearing these words, Fu Yanchen nodded slightly, indicating that he understood Nan Yifeng's meaning.
Then, a hint of smile flashed across his eyes, and he responded in a soft and gentle voice, "Don't worry, leave it to me. There will be absolutely no problem."
There seemed to be a hint of expectation in the tone of his voice that was barely noticeable.
Nan Weiwei's pretty face was filled with confusion at the moment, as if she was very puzzled by what was happening before her.
Her willow-like eyebrows were tightly knitted together, forming a small "川" character, and she made a sound of protest without disguising her words:
"Oh! What are you doing? It's still early, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Just let me talk to Xiaoxiao for a while! After all, I'm leaving tomorrow..."
As she spoke, she stamped her feet gently, as if trying to express her inner dissatisfaction and reluctance in this way.
At the same time, those bright and clear big eyes were staring straight at each other, full of grievance and reluctance.
"It's okay, Weiwei. We're getting engaged in a few days, so you guys will be able to see each other again then, right? Okay, let's go!"
Nan Yifeng spoke gently, and at the same time reached out and gently grasped Nan Weiwei's fair and slender wrist.
He moved gently but firmly, slowly leading Nan Weiwei towards the door.
When he reached the door, Nan Yifeng carefully held the door handle with his other hand, then pushed it with a little force, and the door slowly opened a crack.
Through this thin gap in the door, you can see that the sun is shining outside and the breeze is rustling the leaves.
Nan Yifeng seemed very satisfied with the size of the gap, as it neither made the room too closed and depressing, nor could it block out some of the noisy sounds from the outside world.
At this moment, Nan Weiwei suddenly opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something.
However, she had just uttered a word - "Nan..." when she was abruptly interrupted by a look from Nan Yifeng.
Nan Yifeng turned around quickly, and the gentleness on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a slightly teasing and playful smile.
He gazed gently at Nan Weiwei, who looked bewildered beside him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, and teased softly:
"Oh, look at this cute and silly little girl next to me! Let's not disturb her. Let those two people close the door in peace, and then find a quiet corner to have a careful and serious conversation."
"After all, when it comes to relationships, you have to leave some privacy, right? If we continue to stand here, we'll just become two big, bright light bulbs! So, we should be sensible and get out of here right away!"
As he spoke, he gently took Nan Weiwei's hand, ready to take her away from this slightly awkward place.
After saying that, he did not forget to wink at Nan, then pulled her wrist again and quickened his pace to leave the room.
As the two walked further away, the door slowly closed behind them, leaving only a narrow gap, like a dividing line, separating the inside and outside of the house into two completely different worlds.
Nan Weiwei blinked her big eyes, and it took her a while to react as if she had just woken up from a dream. She glared at Nan Yifeng coquettishly, and pretended to be angry and pursed her lips and muttered:
"Oh my! I see... Humph, you are such a fool. Why didn't you tell me earlier? You had to hide it from me without even saying hello. I am so confused. I don't have the ability to read minds, so how can I guess what you are thinking?"
Although she kept complaining, her eyes could not hide her eager anticipation and deep blessings for her sister's upcoming happiness.
Looking at Nan Weiwei's lovely appearance, Nan Yifeng couldn't help laughing. He stretched out his hand and gently rubbed her soft hair. His eyes were full of endless doting. He explained gently, "Haha, I, I was just in a spur of the moment. Look at Fu Yanchen. He is always cold and keeps people at a distance. It's really rare that he would take the initiative this time. As a family, we should naturally try to create more opportunities for them to spend time together."
Nan Weiwei couldn't help laughing when she heard that. She nodded and let Nan Yifeng take her away.
At the moment she closed the door, she did not forget to look back at the tightly closed door, silently blessing in her heart: I hope Xiaoxiao and Fu Yanchen can have a good chat, resolve all the misunderstandings in the past, and be happy in the future.
Although... this bastard Fu Yanchen is sometimes quite that... but... as long as he treats Xiaoxiao well, that's enough.
Before Nan Yifeng left, his fingers quickly jumped on the screen and sent a slightly teasing message to Fu Yanchen: "Brother, I introduced you to someone who sells that kind of stuff. Take Xiaoxiao down tonight."
After sending the message, he laughed to himself for a while, as if he had foreseen the "good show" that was about to happen between Fu Yanchen and Xu Xiaoxiao.
When Fu Yanchen received this message, his originally relaxed brows instantly frowned tightly together, like two inky black peaks stretching across his handsome face.
In his eyes, which were as deep as a pool of water, a hint of helplessness that was difficult to conceal flashed across his face very quickly.
He just shook his head gently, as if trying to get rid of this helplessness from his mind.
Then he slid his finger quickly and read the message from beginning to end.
Then, he pressed the delete key without hesitation, and watched the message disappear from the screen, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.
He really had no interest in keeping this kind of news in his mobile phone.
After all, if Xu Xiaoxiao accidentally saw it one day, the consequences would be unimaginable.
With her sensitive and delicate mind and her character of getting to the bottom of things, I'm afraid that even if I have ten eloquent mouths, I may not be able to explain it clearly! Whenever Fu Yanchen thought of this, he couldn't help but secretly congratulate himself for his decisiveness and caution just now.
At this time, Fu Yanchen stood up and walked to Xu Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao, I'll help you."
Seeing this scene, Xu Xiaoxiao hurriedly placed the bowl and chopsticks in her hands on the table, and waved her hands rapidly like rattles, saying:
"You really don't need to help! It's just washing a few dishes, no big deal! And to be honest, you've never done these things before. If you accidentally break a dish, it will be troublesome..."
There was a hint of worry in her tone when she spoke, as if she had no confidence in whether Fu Yanchen, the "young master" who had always been pampered, could successfully complete the task of washing dishes. She was only worried that he would mess up a pile of dishes.
However, facing Xu Xiaoxiao's strong rejection and worry, Fu Yanchen smiled slightly, and there was a hint of unwavering determination in that smile.
He stared at Xu Xiaoxiao with burning eyes and said slowly, "Xiaoxiao, you have to believe that I am still capable of handling such a small housework. What's more, I have always wanted to do more for you within my ability, even if it is just helping to wash the dishes."
Before he finished speaking, he ignored Xu Xiaoxiao's efforts to stop him, and grabbed a bowl on his own, then concentrated on cleaning it.
Looking at his slightly clumsy movements, it was obvious that he had not accumulated much experience in washing dishes before.
However, what is surprising is that although his technique is not very skilled, his attitude is very serious beyond imagination, and every subtle movement seems cautious and solemn, as if what he holds in his hands at this moment are not ordinary bowls and plates, but priceless and extremely rare art treasures.
Xu Xiaoxiao looked at his serious expression and felt a warm feeling in her heart.
She stopped blocking him and just stood aside quietly.