coobybook Chapter 322 Can I touch you?
Chapter 322 Can I touch you?
"Where's Grandpa?"
Jiang Zhouzhou felt a little uneasy without Grandpa Ji's nagging.
"Grandpa went to visit an old friend today and probably won't be back until the afternoon."
Ji Yu'an didn't tell his grandfather that Zhouzhou would be coming, because if the old man knew that Zhouzhou was coming to visit today, he would definitely stay and not leave.
Jiang Zhouzhou nodded and didn't ask any more questions. She took out a bag of freeze-dried beef from the bag and said to Nian Gao, "Nian Gao, I brought you some snacks."
Upon seeing the snacks, Nian Gao's eyes immediately lit up.
However, Ji Yu'an said, "It just ate a lot of chicken breast and a big bowl of dog food, it can't eat anymore."
Hearing that it had eaten so much, Jiang Zhouzhou paused, her hand already on the way to open a snack box. "Then I'll feed it again later."
The snack that was about to be eaten was gone, and the rice cake's tail drooped instantly.
Ji Yu'an smiled and said, "Give it to me first! I'll feed it tonight."
Jiang Zhouzhou didn't think much of it and handed over all the snacks she had bought to him.
Because she had other things to do, Jiang Zhouzhou stayed and played with Nian Gao for a while longer before leaving.
"Don't be sad, Nian Gao. I will come to see you often in the future."
Before leaving, Jiang Zhouzhou patted its head.
Ji Yu'an stood in front of her, his dark eyes fixed on her. "And what about me?"
The man and his dog both wore the same expression of reluctance to part.
Jiang Zhouzhou reached out and gently patted Ji Yu'an's head as if by some strange impulse, "You too."
After she left, Ji Yu'an smiled happily.
"Nian Gao, do you want to see the snacks Mom brought you?"
He picked up Nian Gao, and the little guy excitedly barked in his arms, "Woof woof!"
It wants to see, it wants to eat.
The snacks Mom brought must be delicious!
Ji Yu'an hugged it with one arm and took out the snacks that Jiang Zhouzhou had bought with the other.
Freeze-dried beef, freeze-dried chicken breast, canned goods, large bones for teething...
Seeing so many delicious snacks, Nian Gao's mouth kept watering.
I thought my stepfather would open a package as a reward for my good behavior today, but...
The snacks were all put away again.
"Nian Gao, you're a grown dog now, you can't eat these snacks. I'll keep them safe for you."
Ji Yu'an placed it on the ground, his words cold and ruthless.
The little rice cake, barely a month old: "..."
They're stealing this too!
Who is the dog here?
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As the time to meet Zhouzhou drew closer, Lin Chen had been preparing for several hours in advance.
He styled his slightly wavy short hair into a side-parted slicked-back style, carefully applying hair wax to ensure that every strand of hair was in its proper place.
He put on a tie, a black suit jacket, and finally a pair of silver-black glasses.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Lin Chen felt both familiar and unfamiliar.
Zhou Xian's hairstyle, Gu Nanfeng's clothes, Yin Yue's glasses...
To please Zhouzhou, he didn't mind imitating other men, but doing so... seemed to make him lose his original self.
Taking off his coat and tearing off his tie, Lin Chen began to search through the wardrobe again.
A white shirt is too stiff, a gray shirt is a bit old-fashioned, a burgundy shirt looks frivolous, and finally I picked out a dark purple shirt...
Purple is good; purple has more charm and matches his original temperament.
When Jiang Zhouzhou arrived at the agreed-upon Japanese restaurant, this is what Lin Chen looked like.
He wore a formal suit jacket over a dark purple satin shirt, and his neat, slicked-back hair with a side part added a touch of roguish charm to his sunny demeanor. He also wore a pair of refined silver-rimmed glasses.
In one person, I inexplicably saw the shadows of four people.
"Zhouzhou, you're here."
Lin Chen arrived earlier than her. When he saw Jiang Zhouzhou, his face lit up with a bright smile, and his eyes, through his glasses, seemed to be glued to her.
Seeing Lin Chen like this, Jiang Zhouzhou asked somewhat uncomfortably, "Lin Chen, why are you wearing glasses?"
A hint of guilt flashed in Lin Chen's eyes as he lied and explained, "I've been using my eyes too much lately dealing with company matters, and my nearsightedness has worsened, so I got a pair of glasses."
Fearing that Zhouzhou might ask other questions, Lin Chen quickly said, "Let's go into the private room first!"
Zhouzhou's popularity is rising, and if the two of them are standing outside and someone recognizes them and takes pictures of them, it will have a bad impact on her.
However, this Japanese restaurant offers good privacy, with all rooms being private.
The two arrived at their reserved spot. It was a rare opportunity to be alone with Zhouzhou, but Lin Chen was so nervous that his mind went blank and he couldn't utter a single word.
Jiang Zhouzhou is also a quiet person in real life, so the atmosphere between the two of them was very awkward.
This Japanese restaurant doesn't have a menu; you just eat whatever is served.
At this moment, the waiter brought over two complimentary bottles of sake.
Jiang Zhouzhou hadn't drunk much alcohol before, but she curiously poured herself a small cup, licked it with the tip of her tongue, and suddenly her brows furrowed.
Lin Chen had been watching her expression and observing her reaction, and couldn't help but laugh and ask, "Is it hard to drink?"
Jiang Zhouzhou didn't deny it: "Yeah, it doesn't taste good."
Lin Chen: "Then wait a moment."
He called over a waiter and ordered a glass with ice, a bottle of strawberry juice, and a bottle of wine.
Jiang Zhouzhou looked at him curiously. She saw Lin Chen open the juice and wine, slowly pour them into a glass, and after stirring them slowly with a straw, he handed her a glass of pink fruit wine.
Lin Chen: "Try it."
Jiang Zhouzhou bit the straw, took a small sip, and her watery eyes instantly brightened.
"Lin Chen, you're amazing."
Praised by her, Lin Chen's ears turned slightly red, and she turned her face away shyly, "I used to go to bars a lot..."
Realizing what he had said, he quickly shut up.
I glanced at Zhouzhou, and thankfully she didn't seem to notice.
But it was precisely this nonchalant expression that made him feel annoyed...
He poured himself a glass of wine, downed it in one gulp, and, emboldened by the alcohol, began to speak with his head down:
“Zhouzhou, I was at the banquet that night. When I saw you and Brother Nanfeng, I realized what it meant to be heartbroken. Even though I knew you a little earlier than him, you two were much closer.”
Feeling down, he went to the garden to be alone and heartbroken, only to see Zhouzhou and Yin Yue hugging each other.
At that moment, even he himself could not describe his feelings.
If both of them can win Zhouzhou's heart, does that mean we can add him to the list...?
Suddenly, he felt that porridge was better when it was a little scrambled eggs.
If someone is a jerk, then he has a chance.
Furthermore, Zhou Xian kept calling Lin Xiaosan (a derogatory term for a mistress), so he went from initially disliking her to eventually... unexpectedly accepting the nickname.
"Zhouzhou, could you spare a little space in your heart for me?"
"Just a little bit, I won't be greedy."
Faced with this unrequited love that ended without fruition, he set aside all his pride and humbly begged for even the slightest response.
There was only silence in my ears; there was no answer from her.
Lin Chen didn't dare to raise his head, his voice dry and hoarse, "Zhouzhou, don't you have anything to say to me?"
You can say anything.
I just want her response.
Another long silence of more than ten seconds followed.
Finally, I heard her voice.
Can I... touch... you?