Chapter 1855: Don’t Overexert Yourself at Your Age

Xu Shu choked on his drink, “We haven’t talked about that yet.”

“So, does that mean you’ve agreed?”

Xu Tingting stared at him intently. Xu Shu swallowed the words he was about to say and just replied, “No such idea, just keeping Grandpa company.”

“I knew it, you wouldn’t.”

She inexplicably broke into a wide smile, her tone overflowing with an unstoppable smugness: “Did you hear that, Grandpa? Don’t get any ideas, my Brother Shu isn’t interested for now. Even if a Heavenly Immortal came, he wouldn’t fancy them.”

“Why? Because I am the Heavenly Immortal, he’s grown up with someone as beautiful as me, and looks at other people like they’re a dish.”

Xu Shu…

He couldn’t listen anymore and went to the sink to rinse his cup.

“You can come back, just for half a day, okay? I’m busy with Brother Shu, and remember, we’re coming back to keep you company. Want me to call Second Brother for you?”

“Don’t call!” Grandpa suddenly reacted as if hit on a vital point, “Don’t tell him, I can’t be bothered listening to his rants.”

Xu Tingting burst into laughter.

Grandpa quickly hung up the phone.

Xu Shu walked up behind her, took the phone away, and knocked on her head, “Stop laughing, grab your stuff and head home.”

“Grandpa wants you to go on a date, so go. Mom’s set you up with so many, and you haven’t liked any of them. I don’t believe Grandpa’s taste could be pickier than Mom’s. Why not go check it out tomorrow? You’re not getting any younger, if you don’t date soon, people will either think there’s something wrong with you or suspect what your preferences are.”

Xu Shu gave her a meaningful look, “You want me to date?”

Xu Tingting didn’t even think, nodding instinctively, “Mmm-hmm.”

She was so delighted her eyes turned into crescent moons, completely unaware of the man’s subtly obscure gaze.

He turned around, wiped the water off the cup, put the lid on and set it down, grabbing the half box of leftover cantaloupe she’d been eating. “Let’s go.”

…

Bo Yanching had been drinking and was leaning on Nan Jiaojiao for support as they left Shengyue Mansion. She wanted to buy some water, but he wouldn’t let her, nearly dragging her to lay on a bench and count stars. She was getting bitten by mosquitoes and kept slapping her skin, unable to fit into the ambiguous atmosphere of some typical straight guy. She forcibly pulled him up, half-dragging, half-hugging him into the car.

She drove the car; it was late and the roads were clear. The window was open just a crack, letting in a slight breeze. She’d quickly digested the desserts she ate earlier and was hungry again. Lu Zhenzhen had given her plenty of pastries from the kitchen when she left; she planned to eat some once she got home.

But before she could move, as soon as the car stopped, Bo Yanching sobered up, holding her and heading upstairs. Fortunately, he held off until they were out of the elevator before starting to nibble on her.

Nan Jiaojiao groped along the wall, trying to turn on the lights. It was pitch-black, and she couldn’t see anything, afraid of bumping into something. Bo Yanching followed her arm, interlocked her fingers, and gently pinned her to the bed.

“Don’t…”

She tilted her head slightly, avoiding him. As he caught up trying to kiss her again, she softly said, “Turn on the dim light, I really can’t see.”

“It’s fine, I can see.”

Bo Yanching scooped her up, and Nan Jiaojiao quickly clutched his shirt on his shoulder, “Don’t force it, you couldn’t even hold me steady just now. I’m afraid I’ll fall. Besides, you were drinking with Brother Mo and them earlier, if you’re drunk, you’re drunk. I won’t laugh at you, you’re getting older, don’t overexert yourself…”

Before she could finish, a sharp pain ran through her lips. She let out a muffled hum.