Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 631 Dawn (37)

Once inside the bookstore, Jingchen pushed two shopping carts over and said to Yan Yuxi, "You and Zhenzhen have different interests, so you won't be able to buy the same things. To save time, let's shop separately and meet at the exit in an hour."

After saying that, Jing Chen gave one of the shopping carts to Yan Yuxi, and then left with Yan Zhen.

Yan Yuxi looked at the shopping cart in front of her, then at Yan Zhen, who was standing on the bottom bar of the cart and being pushed by Jing Chen. She unconsciously bit her lower lip.

Yan Zhen selected a lot of beautiful stationery and bought some extracurricular books.

While browsing in the sports equipment section, Jing Chen was helping Yan Zhen choose running shoes and wristbands for PE class when Yan Zhen called out from behind, "Brother, I want this."

Jing Chen turned his head and saw Yan Zhen standing in front of an electric skateboard, his eyes filled with eagerness.

Jing Chen put the adjusted running shoes into the shopping cart, walked over to Yan Zhen, and looked at the various values ​​on the sign under the electric skateboard. The battery range exceeded 20 kilometers, and he immediately understood what Yan Zhen wanted to do.

Before Yan Zhen could speak, Jing Chen refused, "You're not allowed to go to school on a skateboard."

Yan Zhen's face immediately fell: "Why?"

"The road to your school has heavy traffic and you have to cross three intersections. If there is a traffic accident, and electric skateboards have no safety features, will you end up with pieces scattered all over the road?"

"No, I will be extremely careful when crossing the street and I will never run a red light," Yan Zhen assured him confidently. "I mean what I say."

"No! It's no use if you follow the traffic rules; it's too dangerous if someone else runs a red light."

"Brother~~~~" Yan Zhen grabbed his arm and shook it back and forth.

Jing Chen paused for a moment, hesitated for a few seconds, and then changed his mind, saying, "You can buy it, but you can't skate to school."

Yan Zhen rolled his eyes and said, "Then buy me a horse."

Jing Chen frowned: "Do you have the energy to raise them now? Horses need a lot of exercise every day."

"Yes, I ride it to and from school every morning, and that's enough exercise for me."

Jing Chen laughed: "So you're going to tear the roof off if I don't let you open the window, huh?"

Yan Zhen crossed his arms and raised his chin: "Either buy me a horse or an electric skateboard, you choose one."

Jing Chen: "..."

After leaving the bookstore, Yan Zhen happily hopped on his electric skateboard.

It was Yan Zhen's first time riding an electric skateboard, and he wasn't quite used to it. When he stepped on the skateboard, his body would either lean back because the skateboard was accelerating, or he would almost fall off because the skateboard suddenly stopped.

Jing Chen chased after him, carrying bags in both hands, her heart pounding with worry: "Slow down! Slow down!"

Yan Yuxi followed behind, carrying a heavy load of books. After a while, she stopped, panting, and her gaze fell on Jing Chen, who looked like an old father. Her eyes slowly deepened.

Back at the Yan family home, Yan Zhen's enthusiasm remained undiminished. He rode his new skateboard around the villa more than a dozen times until the skateboard's battery ran out. Only then did he go upstairs to take a shower at Jing Chen's urging.

After taking a shower, Yan Zhen came out of the bathroom to find Jing Chen helping her pack her things for school the next day.

Seeing that Yan Zhen's hair was still dripping wet, Jing Chen picked up a towel and tossed it to him: "Dry your hair."

Yan Zhen caught the towel and covered his head with it, scrubbing it vigorously like a rag.

Jing Chen was taken aback by her simple and crude method, and quickly put down what he was doing and went over: "Hey, hey, do you still want your hair?"

He took the towel and began to dry Yan Zhen's hair.

Jing Chen's touch was gentle, and Yan Zhen closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while. Suddenly, he sighed with emotion, "Brother, you're so good to me. What will I do if you're not here in the future?"

Jing Chen froze for a moment while drying her hair, then resumed his normal actions. He pulled the towel away and flicked Yan Zhen's forehead: "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm only five years older than you. I won't grow old or die before you grow up. I'll stay with you."

"And what will happen when I grow up?"

Jing Chen brought over a hairdryer and pressed Yan Zhen down into a chair with his back to him: "When you grow up, you'll be able to protect and take care of yourself. What do you need me to do? Maybe by then, before I even find you annoying, you'll complain that I'm meddling too much—don't move around."

Jing Chen pressed Yan Zhen down and turned on the hairdryer to dry her hair.

I had just finished blow-drying my hair when I heard a knock on the door next door.

Someone is knocking on the door of Jingchen's room.

Yan Zhen and Jing Chen exchanged a glance, sharing a puzzled look.

Jing Chen put down the hairdryer, opened the door, and went out.

When he saw Yan Yuxi standing at the door of his room next door, holding a bowl of lotus seed sweet soup, he frowned almost imperceptibly: "Is something the matter?"

When Yan Yuxi saw Jingchen come out of Yan Zhen's room, she quickly walked over with a sweet smile: "Brother Jingchen, this is a sweet soup that Mom asked me to bring up for you. It's good for clearing heat and reducing internal fire."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Zhen emerged from under Jing Chen's arm: "Isn't there any for me?"

Yan Yuxi was startled by Yan Zhen's sudden action, and stammered before saying, "Aunt Zhang said you usually drink warm milk before bed, so you probably don't drink lotus seed soup anymore..."

"I'll drink it." Yan Zhen brought over the soup and ordered Yan Yuxi with a matter of course, "Go get me a serving."

Yan Yuxi: "...Okay."

Yan Yuxi went downstairs.

Yan Zhen stared at Yan Yuxi's back, noticing her legs peeking out from her pink nightgown, her seemingly messy but actually carefully styled languid hairstyle, and even the faint scent of perfume in the air, which she sensed was a hint of flirting.

She glanced at the glasses and saw something dark.

This thing is actually quite popular.

Jing Chen was somewhat bewildered by Yan Zhen's warning and resentful gaze, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Zhen placed the lotus seed soup in his hand and, mimicking Yan Yuxi's soft tone, said, "Brother Jingchen, drink it. It's good for clearing heat and reducing internal fire."

Jing Chen: "..."

If Jing Chen couldn't tell that Yan Zhen was uncomfortable after knowing her for so long, then something was definitely wrong with him.

Yan Zhen turned and rushed into the room, pounced on the beanbag chair, and threw himself onto it.

Jing Chen followed her in with a helpless expression, sat down on the cartoon stool next to her, and protested, "Heaven and earth bear witness, I didn't do anything."

"But you let her call you brother!" Yan Zhen glared at him. "You're my brother, not hers. What's wrong with her calling you that!"

"People call me brother out of politeness..."

"You're still defending her?!"

Jing Chen immediately switched the bowl from his right hand to his left, raised his right hand, and swore, "I didn't! I didn't mean it! I absolutely didn't mean it!"

After saying that, he said in a gentle tone, "Then I won't let her call me that anymore."

"That's more like it." Yan Zhen turned over, crossed her legs, and leaned back on the beanbag chair like a lord. She glanced at the lotus seed soup in Jing Chen's hand and said imperiously, "I want to drink lotus seed soup."

Jingchen wisely moved a small stool closer to her and began feeding her with a spoon.