Shocking! The school heartthrob who was adopted by a wealthy family is actually a heiress!

Chapter 136: Planning to be the King of Procrastination Again?

It was just two text messages.

Each word is very ordinary.

The two phrases together are a perfectly normal expression and do not cross any boundaries.

Or rather, these two sentences have already blurred some boundaries.

Qin Zhao's heart skipped a beat, which was completely out of place.

She touched her chest, stared at the two messages for a few seconds, and scratched her head.

Shouldn't Shen Yanci be singing with Lin Shi and the others?

Why did you come back early?

She recalled her uncontrolled heartbeat earlier that day, the words Shen Yanci hadn't finished saying, and the caress on her wrist.

Was he just sending macarons?
So what is she doing? Is she taking advantage of Shen Yanci?

She faced the blanket and buried her face in it.

The watch vibrated twice more, and S patted you on the shoulder.

Qin Zhao felt inexplicably uneasy; she had a feeling that something was about to get out of control.

She exhaled a breath of stale air and typed: "I'm so full today, I can't eat anymore."

After scrolling through my saved emojis for ages, I finally chose a collapsed emoji.

They're not going back.

Qin Zhao experienced firsthand what it meant for every second to feel like an eternity.

Why was she so greedy back then, insisting on eating it?

She typed again: "Can I give it to you when I go to school tomorrow?"

Still silent.

Qin Zhao paced back and forth inside the room, then walked to the window and looked out, but from this vantage point, he couldn't see the pavilion at all.

The watch vibrated twice more.

S: "You said you wouldn't stand me up."

S: "You lied to me again."

Qin Zhao let out a venting sound. She had only said that she would get home before nine o'clock, not that she wanted to meet him when she got home.

She paced back and forth in the room.

The watch vibrated twice more; it was a photograph.

A round moon hangs above and to the right of the tree's shadow.

S: "Whatever you say."

S: "The moon is beautiful tonight."

S: "I'll just watch the moon from here."

Qin Zhao felt as if someone had gently pinched his heart twice; it didn't hurt, but the aftereffects were long-lasting.

The vibrations have completely stopped.

She was a little unsure what to do.

Shen Yanci would be furious if he knew she wasn't a boy.

She hesitated for a moment: "Is it just macarons?"

They'll respond quickly; it'll be a voice message.

"Otherwise what? What else do you want to do to me?"

"..."

Rake upside down.

Qin Zhao stormed to the wardrobe to get some clothes, grabbed a short-sleeved shirt, and put on a loose jacket.

As she passed the mirror, she stopped again and ran her fingers through her hair in front of it.

She paused again, looked at her unfamiliar reflection in the mirror, and lowered her eyelids.

What is she doing?

She went back and lay down on the bed again.

The watch vibrated twice more.

S: "Where are you?"

S: "Planning to be the king of procrastination again?"

S: "Do you still want me to come to your house to invite you?"

"..."

Qin Zhao jumped up abruptly: "I was changing clothes just now."

The person on the other end hummed in agreement, then changed their tone: "No rush."

"..."

Qin Zhao hesitated for a moment before finally deciding to go downstairs. When he opened the door and caught a glimpse of his watch, he paused for a moment, pursed his lips, took it off, and put it in his pocket.

The path was quiet and secluded, and many flowers were in bloom.

It was blown to the ground by the wind.

It will be lifted up with small fluctuations and move forward in a hesitant manner.

Qin Zhao looked up and saw the moon. Just like in Shen Yanci's photo, the moon was truly round tonight, hanging golden against the dark blue sky, with a star in the lower left corner.

As she approached the corner, she suddenly felt a little hesitant.

The pavilion is just ahead.

She paused for a moment, then a gust of wind blew, sending the fallen petals flying further forward.

She looked down at her wrist; it felt empty.

She let out a breath and walked out as if nothing had happened.

Shen Yanci stood at the entrance of the pavilion, leaning lazily against the pillar, looking up at the moon, his shadow stretching long on the ground.

The moment she appeared, he seemed to sense something and looked at her.

Qin Zhao met his gaze, paused briefly, lowered his eyelids, and continued walking forward without making a sound.

Shen Yanci's expression softened the moment she appeared. When he saw her standing in front of him, the corners of his lips suddenly curled up, and a soft laugh escaped his throat.

Qin Zhao: "What are you laughing at?"

Shen Yanci looked at her and said, "It's a pleasure to see you."

Qin Zhao shifted his gaze: "Where are the macarons?"

Shen Yanci raised an eyebrow: "Is all you know how to do?"

"..."

"You were the one who said you'd send macarons," Qin Zhao said calmly, his expression harmless.

She pinched her fingers and saw macarons on the table and another cake that looked like it was covered in gold. It was a round, spherical, slightly milky-white thing with a palm-sized green stem next to it and a tiny white flower on it.

Without thinking much of it, she asked, "Are there any other cakes?"

Shen Yanci: "You really are..."

He scoffed.

Qin Zhao looked at him innocently with her clear, shallow eyes: "What's wrong?"

“I didn’t say I wanted to eat any.” She pursed her lips. “I just need macarons.”

It was clearly not meant for her; she simply and dignifiedly chose to say she didn't want it.

Shen Yanci raised an eyebrow: "But they're all for you, what are you going to do if you don't want them?"

Qin Zhao raised his eyes slightly: "Is it for me too?"

"Ah."

Her expression relaxed, and she smiled as she looked at the cake.

The packaging was exquisite, with black trays, transparent lids, and white tape with English lettering.

The black square box contained four macarons: pink, mint green, amber, and matte white. Each one was a perfectly round cookie, smooth as porcelain, with a slightly raised edge.

More like works of art than food.

It may not necessarily stimulate your appetite, but it can improve your mood.

Qin Zhao held the box with his fingertips, but didn't open it.

Shen Yanci's voice, which was hard to decipher as joy or anger, came through: "What did you eat to be so full?"

"..."

Qin Zhao then remembered the excuse she had given: she could finish all these small things without any problem.

She said, "I'm just appreciating their beauty."

Shen Yanci: "You are truly devoted to food to the death."

"..."

It's because we weren't getting enough to eat before.

Qin Zhao pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and tried to open the seal, but couldn't after two attempts.

A hand reached through her, turned the box, and slowly unsealed it.

There's a special opening there.

Shen Yanci opened the lid and then went to unpack the cake next to it.

Four macarons were neatly arranged in front of her, each one equally exquisite and beautiful.

Qin Zhao, however, had lost his appetite.

Shen Yanci: "The dessert fork is here."

The sterling silver dessert fork was highly reflective. It reflected her face in a blurry, distorted way. She pursed her lips and casually forked off a piece.

The crispy crust cracked due to external force, and the tiny crumbs ruined the tray's previously neat appearance.

She pursed her lips, raised her eyes slightly, and put the macaron into her mouth.

It's crispy when you bite into it, then melts into a smooth, glutinous texture. The soft filling melts in your mouth, with a hint of lychee sweetness.

Shen Yanci: "Do you like it?"

"..."

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