The elevator opened and closed, and when Xichen and Pan's mother returned home, Pan's father and Fred were sitting on the sofa in the living room, drinking tea, talking and laughing, and watching TV.
As soon as Pan's father saw the two of them coming back, he asked: "Why did you go so long? If you come back a little later, Fred and I will be hungry."
Pan's mother listened to the words of complaint from Pan's father, but her face was filled with a very happy smile: "It took me a long time to shop before I saw one thing. Clothes in the mall are so expensive now, so of course I have to buy something I like.
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Pan's mother said as she walked towards the bedroom with the beautiful paper bag containing the brand-name coat in her hand. After a moment, she walked out of the bedroom and said, "You guys wait a little longer, the food will be served soon."
At this point, she turned to look at Xichen and said, "Xichen, come on, come to the kitchen and help mom."
"Hey, okay."
Hearing this, Xichen smiled at Fred, then turned around and entered the kitchen with Pan's mother.
Pan's father and Pan's mother had obviously prepared the ingredients a long time ago, so the dinner that day was also extremely sumptuous.
That night, Fred and Xichen lay together on Xichen's one-meter-two-meter-wide single bed, clinging tightly to each other.
In the darkness, the street lights downstairs shone through the windows, emitting a dim yellow halo.
"Xichen, are you asleep?" Fred put an arm around Xichen and asked.
"Not yet." Xichen replied, changing into a more comfortable position in his arms, as if to prove that she was not asleep.
"Then let's talk."
Fred's low and magnetic voice was very low in the darkness, like a whisper, sweet and warm.
"Okay, what do you want to say?"
Xichen smiled sweetly and said casually.
"Tell me about you, can you cook?"
This point, if Pan's mother hadn't asked her to go into the kitchen to help when cooking in the evening, Fred would really not know.
Because he had never seen Xichen cooking.
"I know how to do it, I guess. I learned it before, but I didn't do it very often."
After going abroad, she was busy working every day to earn living expenses and studying hard. Where did she have time to cook at home? Even if she did, it would be the simplest ones to fill her stomach.
"Then when you have time, you can cook me a meal."
Fred curled his lips and suggested.
"Okay," Xichen agreed, "but you have to help me."
"no problem."
Fred agreed wholeheartedly. Although he had never cooked before, in his opinion, as long as you study hard, you can always learn it.
When Xichen heard his answer, he already sketched a picture in his mind of the two of them busy in the kitchen.
When she thought of that scene, she felt that her whole heart was warm and full of happiness.
That night, although the bed was small, both of them slept very soundly. It was no worse than the big bed in the villa.
Early the next morning, I had breakfast with Pan's parents and Pan's mother. The early morning sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows in the hall. The atmosphere was harmonious and warm.
Just like the warm sunshine in late autumn.
It wasn't until after lunch that Xichen and Fred were sent downstairs by Pan's father and mother with smiles on their faces. After saying goodbye reluctantly, the two drove away.
On Sunday afternoon, there were only a few cars on the road. It seemed that there was no pressure to rush to and from get off work, and every car seemed to drive slowly.
Fred was driving in a bright mood, with light and beautiful music playing in the car.
Xichen even kept smiling on her pretty face.
Even though the two of them didn't say a word at the moment, their hearts were still filled with deep happiness.
At this moment, Fred happened to see a medium-sized bookstore on the roadside.
So, he turned the steering wheel and turned the car into a parking lot nearby.
Seeing this, Xichen asked with some confusion on his face: "Why did you drive the car into the parking lot?"
When Fred heard this, he did not answer directly. A mysterious smile appeared on his handsome and charming face, and then he said: "You will know in a moment."
Xichen couldn't help but smile slightly and said: "Oh, it's still mysterious."
After the car stopped, the two got out of the car together.
Xichen followed Fred all the way to the bookstore on the roadside.
"You want to buy a book?"
At this moment, she still looked puzzled and asked.
"Yes." Fred nodded, holding Xichen's hand all the way and pushing the door open.
The bookstore is a very quiet place.
However, Fred's arrival made the salespersons in the store whisper with stars in their eyes.
"Hey, look at that blond, blue-eyed foreign man, he's so handsome."
"Yes, he is so handsome and has a good figure. He can even catch up with the foreign male models in those magazines."
"Yes, yes, I like this style."
"Come on, I didn't see that there was a beautiful woman beside me."
"Huh, I can't even think about it."
"By the way, aren't the Chinese women around foreign men usually quite ugly? Why is this one so beautiful?"
"This only shows that this foreign man knows better how to appreciate the beauty of us Orientals."
"Oh I got it."
"..."
In fact, not only were the salesmen whispering, but many of the women who came to buy books had their eyes shining, and their gazes frequently glanced at Fred's location.
Unfortunately, when they saw Xichen standing beside him, holding hands with him, their eyes showed a hint of disappointment.
Xichen felt the wolf-like gazes around him, and couldn't help but look at Fred, only to see that he seemed to have never noticed the sensation he had caused, and was looking very carefully for the book he wanted to buy, specifically where
Which location.
Fred's performance undoubtedly made Xichen very satisfied.
However, she couldn't help but tease in a low voice: "Fred, you are so popular, why don't you get any reaction at all?"
When Fred heard what she said, he said without changing his face or heartbeat: "I've been used to it for a long time. How do you want me to react?"
"Uh..." Xichen was speechless for a moment. This man really didn't know what modesty was in this regard.
However, after a while, Fred had already found the place where the books he wanted to buy were located, so he quickly pulled Xichen and walked towards that place with a clear purpose.
Xichen was curious and looked towards the direction he was taking her, trying to figure out what book he wanted to buy.
