Si Mingjing pointed at the most exquisitely made cake in the display case and said, "Let’s go with this one. It looks quite delicious."
The attendant then took it out and packed it.
The three left the cake shop and got back into the car.
Ye Nianbai couldn’t wait to unwrap the outer packaging. He picked up the delicate little spoon, scooped a piece of cake, and stretched his little arm to Si Mingjing’s mouth. "Jingjing, try it and see if it’s good."
A faint durian scent wafted over.
Si Mingjing smiled, leaning forward and opening her mouth to taste it. She was surprised to find, "This is actually quite good. Thank you, Xiaobai. This is the first piece of cake I’ve eaten."
Ye Nianbai boasted, "I already told you, I’m going to give you all your firsts! This is my mother’s favorite durian layer cake. Jingjing, you and my mom have the sa taste!"
COUGH, COUGH...
Si Mingjing still had a mouthful of durian cake when she heard this and nearly choked. "Your mother likes it too?"
Ye Shen, who was driving in the front, chuckled. "Won either hate durian to the extre or have no resistance to it at all. Miss Si, you and my sister-in-law happen to be the latter. If my sister-in-law were still alive, you two could have eaten durian together. However, you should never eat it in front of my brother. He detests the sll of durian. The only person he could tolerate eating it happily in his presence was my sister-in-law. No one else, not even my sister, would dare to eat durian in front of him."
Why would I eat durian in front of Mo Yinhe? Si Mingjing thought. Don’t I know I can just buy them and enjoy eating them in my small building? If Mo Yinhe dislikes it, then that’s all the more reason for to buy a few durians to keep at the small building as talismans!
After finishing the whole piece of cake, Si Mingjing asked, "Xiaobai, what if your woman wants to eat durian?"
The little guy Ye Nianbai had just one word: "Buy."
So when they returned to the Ye Family estate, Si Mingjing got out of the car holding five durians. Looking as relaxed as if she were carrying five talismans, she leisurely made her way back to the small building.
She placed one in the living room, one in the kitchen, one in the Sunlight Room, one in the bedroom, and broke open another one right away to take out the durian flesh and put it on a plate.
Before long, the entire small building was filled with the scent of durian.
When Mo Yinhe ca to find her, he hadn’t even entered the house when the sll of durian drifted into the yard through the half-open wooden window.
Mo Yinhe frowned. What is this stinky sll?
Mo Yinhe walked into the small building, feeling as though poisonous gas assaulted him. He held his breath as he found her in the living room. She was lounging lazily on the bay window like a noble cat, leisurely flipping through a book. Beside her on the low table was a plate with three pieces of uneaten durian.
The pungent scent of durian filled the entire living room.
Tall and dignified, Mo Yinhe ca to a sudden halt five ters from her, looking as though he could hardly bear it.
Yet inside, he chuckled. She’s truly his baby. Even with a changed appearance, her preferences remain the sa. A great lover of durian, she probably wishes she could lie in a pile of them.
"Mr. Mo, is there sothing you need?" Si Mingjing asked, a hint of slyness in her eyes.
Mo Yinhe said, "I ca to call you for dinner."
"Oh, I’m already full."
Mo Yinhe did not leave. Instead, he took determined steps toward her and sat down on the bay window, the square low table just between them.
"What book are you reading?" Mo Yinhe made casual conversation, ignoring the stinging durian on the low table.
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