The Mad Young Master Falls Asleep Every Night to My Fragrance - Chapter 44

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When Jiang Youxi returned, she found Zhang Chao was not there: “Where is Zhang Chao? Where did he go?”

“I’m home.”

“Going home? Why did he suddenly go home? Did something happen?”

Given Zhang Chao’s personality, he doesn’t seem like the type to suddenly go home without a word after having a good time.

“My wallet was empty, and I felt too ashamed to face you, so I went home early.”

“…………”

That bastard, he lies so easily.

Jiang Youxi called Zhang Chao to make sure he was alright before she felt relieved.

She put away her phone: “Let’s go, let’s go back too.”

Jiang Youxi walked ahead on her own until she had walked a distance before realizing that He Zhuo was not following.

She stopped in her tracks, turned around, and saw the man standing alone under the streetlight, holding her bouquet of flowers in his hand. Snowflakes fell and landed on his broad shoulders, making him appear even more lonely.

Jiang Youxi’s heart skipped a beat, feeling a pang of pity.

She turned back, arms crossed: “Speak, what do you want?”

“Jiang Youxi, are you going shopping with him or with me?”

Jiang Youxi was taken aback: “Do you still want to shop around?”

I saw him with a sour face the whole time, and I thought he didn’t like shopping.

A man’s heart is as deep as the sea, unfathomable.

“Don’t I want to?”

Jiang Youxi nodded: “I really thought you didn’t want to.”

“…”

“Alright,” Jiang Youxi said, her personality was excellent. “Tell me, what else do you want to shop for?”

As soon as he finished speaking, his wrist was suddenly tightened.

The next second, she was pulled into the man’s arms.

Are you cold?

Jiang Youxi buried her face in his chest, the warm cedar scent pressed against her cheeks, as if she had fallen into a warm world, melting the blood in her body and relieving her limbs.

Her body was cold and stiff, but the deep longing in her heart made her inexplicably wish that time could stand still at this moment, and that she could forever cherish this warmth.

“No, it’s not cold anymore.”

“My tongue is so cold it’s tied in knots.”

“Huh? Who…who has a knot in their tongue?” Jiang Youxi suddenly looked up and separated her tongue. “I just…”

“Just what?”

“…”

You can’t exactly say that his embrace was too warm and she liked it so much that she wanted to hold him longer, can you?

Jiang Youxi smiled and said, “I am indeed very cold.”

He Zhuo stuffed the things in his hand into her hands and took off his scarf to wrap around her neck.

Jiang Youxi was stunned for a moment, and couldn’t help but raise her eyes to look closely at the man’s superior and devilish face.

His eyelids drooped slightly, his long, black eyelashes half-covering his beautiful, amorous peach blossom eyes.

The man’s body heat drew near, like a heat source, easily enveloping her tightly.

His gaze was focused, and his slightly cool fingertips occasionally brushed against her sensitive neck, as if he were doing something simple yet solemn, his movements gentle and natural.

He Zhuo finished wrapping the scarf around her neck and, seeing her staring blankly at him, couldn’t help but hook her chin with his finger: “Does it look good?”

Jiang Youxi was so captivated by his smile that she lost all reason and replied blankly, “It looks good.”

“Would you like to look at it a little longer?”

“ah?”

Before Jiang Youxi could react, He Zhuo suddenly leaned down, meeting her bright almond-shaped eyes. His smiling, peach-blossom eyes held a mischievous glint in them. “See? There’s nothing shameful about looking directly at your own desires.”

“…………”

Suddenly bombarded with a beauty filter, Jiang Youxi felt a little uncomfortable. She quietly took a step back, deliberately widening the distance between them, and said in a serious tone, “I think it’s a very shameful thing.”

He responded with an “oh,” his expression calm: “So, you really want to see me?”

“No way!”

Jiang Youxi turned and left, munching on the remaining candied hawthorn in her hand as she walked.

The sugar coating on the candied hawthorn berries fell into her mouth, and the sweet taste stimulated her taste buds, which inexplicably improved her mood.

Seeing her cheerful steps, He Zhuo approached and held the umbrella over her head: “Jiang Youxi.”

“Um?”

“Buy me one.”

Jiang Youxi was taken aback: “Candied hawthorn?”

“Um.”

Jiang Youxi looked back and said, “The grandpa who sells candied hawthorns isn’t here anymore.”

“But I want to eat it,” he said without changing his expression. “You figure it out yourself.”

“…”

He wanted to eat it, so he asked her to figure out a way.

Nobody acts more like a boss than you!

Jiang Youxi looked at the candied hawthorn in her hand and generously offered it to her: “I haven’t touched the rest of these. Why don’t you eat mine?”

“real?”

“Is it fake? Anyway, I can’t finish one, so you can finish it off.”

He Zhuo raised an eyebrow: “Am I a recycling bin?”

“Yes,” Jiang Youxi said with a fawning smile, “you are my personal recycling bin.”

Seeing that bright smile, He Zhuo’s heart stirred.

“Okay, I can eat it, but you have to agree to one condition.”

Jiang Youxi asked warily, “What are you planning to do now?”

Give him a taste of his own medicine, and he’s really taking advantage of the situation, huh?

They’re setting a trap for her again.

He Zhuo reached out and pinched her soft little face: “Don’t worry, I won’t make things difficult for you.”

Jiang Youxi looked him up and down for a long time, making sure this wasn’t a trap, before smiling and saying, “Okay, go ahead.”

Call me brother.

“elder brother?”

“What? I’m three years older than you, shouldn’t you call me brother?”

“But I already have a brother.”

“Recognize one more.”

“Isn’t that putting people in a difficult position?”

“Okay, I’m off.”

He turned around and left.

Jiang Youxi was stunned.

No, a trip? A spontaneous trip?

good.

He’s just my brother, not my dad.

Go ahead and shout!

Jiang Youxi ran up to him and opened her arms to block him: “Okay, I’ll call.”

She suddenly leaned closer to him, stood on tiptoe, tilted her head, and smiled sweetly: “Brother He Zhuo, shall I treat you to some candied hawthorns?”

The girl’s voice was clear and melodious, with a rising tone at the end, like soft and sweet cotton candy.

He Zhuo’s gaze faltered slightly as he looked down at her.

Her smile was bright and captivating, with faint dimples appearing at the corners of her mouth, adding to her charm and liveliness.

Jiang Youxi fed him a candied hawthorn, her eyes crinkling with a smile like a crescent moon hanging in the night sky: “It’s delicious~”

He Zhuo was quite pleased. He lowered his head, bit into a candied hawthorn, and chewed it.

Jiang Youxi’s eyes lit up, and she said in a affected manner, “Brother He Zhuo is so great, he can even eat candied hawthorns by himself! Unlike me, I can’t do anything.”

“Shut up.”

“Okay, Brother He Zhuo~”

“…”

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After returning home, Jiang Youxi spoke with Zhang Chao, asking him what had happened that night and why he had left early.

Zhang Chao: [What reason did He Zhuo tell you?]

Jiang Youxi: [Why don’t you call He Zhuo “senior” anymore?]

Zhang Chao: [Because I’m not his junior.]

Zhang Chao called He Zhuo “senior” out of ulterior motives, because he was following Jiang Youxi’s lead.

I never expected that I would be explicitly forbidden by He Zhuo after only a few attempts.

“…”

Jiang Youxi replied: [He said you went home early because you ran out of money and felt ashamed to face me.]

Jiang Youxi thought about it more and more and felt that He Zhuo’s words were utter nonsense.

How could Zhang Chao be that kind of person?

Besides, he has a lot of pocket money, and it’s not like he’s auctioning off something, so how could he suddenly run out of money?

Zhang Chao was heartbroken: [He’s right. I really am ashamed to face you because I’m poor and not good enough.]

Jiang Youxi: […]

After that, Zhang Chao never came to visit her again.

The snow stopped for a few days and the roads were clear. He Zhuo’s company happened to have something to do, so he flew abroad for a business trip early in the morning.

With He Zhuo gone, Jiang Youxi suddenly felt that the house was much emptier.

He Zhuo was away on a business trip for a week, and even Jiang Xu, who was struggling with his winter vacation homework every day, started to miss his dad.

He leaves messages for He Zhuo on WeChat every day, like a child with separation anxiety, rambling on and on about how much he misses He Zhuo.

Jiang Xu opened the voice message: “Dad, how are you doing abroad? Are you eating and staying warm? Is it cold there? Does it snow?”

“I haven’t seen any snow in London these past few days, so the weather should be a bit warmer, right?”

“Dad, how do I do this math problem? Can you help me solve it?”

“Dad, I miss you so much! Please come back soon!”

“Dad, when will I be able to see you again?”

“Dad, the flowers we grow at home have died.”

“Dad, Xiao Huang peed on the floor again!”

“dad!”

“dad!!”

“dad!!!”

Jiang Youxi was getting annoyed and was about to speak up to remind him to take it easy so that He Zhuo wouldn’t block him.

The next second, Jiang Xu suddenly let out a sound.

“Mom!!!” Jiang Xu screamed in anguish, “Dad blocked me!!!”

Jiang Youxi: “…”

It’s good that the world is quiet.

It was noon, and Jiang Youxi was worried that Jiang Xu would drive her crazy at home, so she quickly got up, changed her clothes, and planned to deliver lunch to Jiang Shaoyang.

Jiang Youxi rode her electric bike to Jiang Shaoyang’s auto repair shop. As soon as she stopped, the door was suddenly kicked open, a roar rang out, and auto repair tools were thrown out one after another.

Jiang Youxi was startled and quickly ran over to take a look.

“It’s you?”