Chapter 46: The Desperate Little Cutie~
Did buying one roujiamo come with a complimentary seductive dance from the owner?
The driver and bodyguard stared in disbelief, and an eerie silence immediately filled the car.
Qin Zelin’s brows knotted tightly. He simply couldn’t understand what kind of shop owner would give their stall a name like that.
“Drive ahead,” he instructed the driver.
“Yes, Boss.”
The black Bentley passed through the intersection and slowly stopped at the entrance to the street crowded with food vendors.
Qin Zelin opened the door and stepped out.
The moment Cen Miao saw the car, his eyes widened. He immediately turned his back, reached up, and swiftly pulled the hood of his down jacket over his head.
His strategy was simple: if he couldn’t see the human, then the human couldn’t see him either.
Qin Zelin looked at his round, puffy back in the down jacket and the two half-upright bear ears on his hood. Seeing him bury his head like an ostrich in such blatant self-deception, Qin Zelin’s anger dissolved into helplessness.
A cold gust of wind blew past, making the soft bear ears flop weakly.
Qin Zelin had to press his lips tightly together to suppress his smile.
After a long while—
Hearing no sound behind him, Cen Miao assumed Qin Zelin truly hadn’t noticed him. He cautiously turned his head and peeked over his shoulder.
“…”
“Hubby, I… I accidentally took the wrong road.”
Cen Miao’s round eyes overflowed with guilt.
“Then I discovered they sold food here, so I wanted to buy this roujiamo and bring some home for everyone. But I’d never eaten it before and was worried it might not taste good, so I tried one first.”
Qin Zelin kept his hands in his coat pockets and looked down as he listened.
But he didn’t quite believe the little monster had taken a wrong turn.
He had turned that corner far too decisively.
Cen Miao secretly glanced at Qin Zelin’s expression. Seeing that he didn’t appear angry, a hint of delight flashed through his eyes.
The human seemed to believe him!
“I’ve tasted it now. It’s very delicious.”
Cen Miao looked up at Qin Zelin, his voice sweet.
“I’ll go buy some for all of you now, okay?”
“I’m not eating any.”
Suppressing his amusement, Qin Zelin angled his body toward the car.
“Ask those two yourself if they want any.”
“Okay.”
Cen Miao climbed off his little electric scooter and walked toward the car.
When the two men inside saw him approach, they hurriedly got out.
“Big Brothers, do you want roujiamo? I can buy some for you.”
The driver and bodyguard exchanged a glance.
It wasn’t that they particularly craved roujiamo. They mainly wanted to see for themselves just how “sexy” the owner was.
“Oh, then thank you, sir!” they replied in unison.
“You’re welcome. This is what I owe you.”
“…”
All three fell silent for a moment before following Cen Miao.
Before long, Cen Miao hugged Qin Zelin’s arm and pointed excitedly toward a nearby stall.
“It’s this one! It’s really delicious!”
All three followed the direction of his finger.
Driver: “…”
Bodyguard: “…”
Qin Zelin: “…”
Six large characters filled the stall’s sign:
Yanyan’s Roujiamo.
The lights inside the two characters for feng had probably broken, leaving them unlit.
The vendor appeared to be a kind-faced woman in her fifties. Qin Zelin assumed she was probably Yanyan herself…
He pressed his fingers against his twitching brow and sighed.
He truly must have lost his mind to believe the little monster when he claimed a shop with that sort of name actually existed.
At the roujiamo stall, a group of customers had just left, leaving the owner temporarily free.
Seeing Cen Miao return, she greeted him warmly.
“Pretty child, why’re you back again? Didn’t ya eat enough?”
“Mm.”
Cen Miao considered how many people there were at home and told the vendor, “Boss, I want ten more.”
“Why d’ya need so many, pretty child? Same as usual, extra meat in every one?”
Qin Zelin: “…Hm?”
Cen Miao didn’t understand what she meant by “same as usual.” He assumed she was simply asking whether he wanted extra meat.
His eyes lit up, and he nodded enthusiastically.
“Mm! Extra meat in every one!”
“Sure thing. Ya come support Auntie’s business every day. The extra-meat ones are eight yuan each, but for ten, just scan seventy yuan for Auntie.”
“How many do the handsome guys behind ya want? Auntie’s roujiamo is affordable and delicious, and I braise all the meat myself. This pretty child comes here every day to eat. Ask him if ya don’t believe me.”
Cen Miao, who desperately wished he could turn invisible at that very moment: “!!!”
“Oh? Really? This little pretty child comes here every~ single~ day?”
Standing behind Cen Miao, Qin Zelin looked down at the back of his head, which practically radiated guilt. He deliberately slowed down the words every single day.
(?•?·?•??)
Cen Miao stared desperately at the vendor, trying to make her notice the urgent plea for help in his eyes.
Please stop talking.
“Of course. He asks for extra meat every time. Looks skinny, but he sure can eat.”
The owner swiftly chopped meat while keeping an eye on the flatbreads in the pan, her mouth never stopping. She completely failed to notice Cen Miao’s expression.
“He certainly can eat. But we’re together, so there’s no need to order anything extra,” Qin Zelin said evenly, revealing no emotion.
“He must’ve brought all of ya because he said it was delicious! Ya can’t go wrong following him. He’s eaten his way through this entire night market. This pretty child knows exactly which stalls are the best.”
The owner laughed heartily as she sliced open the bread and stuffed it with meat.
Cen Miao: •??•?
“…”
For a moment, Qin Zelin couldn’t decide whether he should be angry or laugh.
No wonder Cen Miao’s face had grown noticeably rounder in such a short time.
Then he remembered how terribly thin Cen Miao had been before. Perhaps he had gone hungry during the period after leaving the Cen family, which was why he loved eating so much now.
The vendor quickly packed all ten roujiamo.
After the bodyguard placed Cen Miao’s electric scooter in the trunk, everyone got back into the car.
Once the door closed, Cen Miao cautiously studied Qin Zelin’s expression and scratched his head.
Should he give the human a muah?
Would that stop him from being angry?
Sensing the gaze fixed on him, Qin Zelin turned his head, looking ready to settle accounts.
“Little pretty child, explain this wrong tur—”
“Muah!”
Qin Zelin: “??”
The little monster had only gone one day without seeing him, yet he already couldn’t restrain himself?
And he had kissed him inside the car, even with other people present.
Did loving someone truly make a person crave kisses this uncontrollably?
The two men in front instantly held their breath.
The driver silently raised the privacy partition.
They never would have expected the bold one in this relationship to be sir!
“I-I’m sorry. I lied.”
Cen Miao rested his chin on Qin Zelin’s shoulder and gazed at him innocently.
“Don’t be angry, okay? I’ll eat less from now on.”
As he spoke, soft breaths continuously brushed against the side of Qin Zelin’s neck.
The patch of skin there felt scorching and unbearably ticklish.
Qin Zelin gave a quiet hum and averted his gaze.
Wait.
Why was he the one avoiding eye contact?
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