Chapter 136 - 135 Finally Held
The house of Shi Yang’s family is a three-bedroom, two-living room layout. The master bedroom is occupied by Shi Yang’s parents. The two slightly smaller bedrooms, the one facing the sun is Shi Yang’s, while the one next to the bathroom is made into a study for Shi Yang’s father to work in.
In the evening, to entertain Zhao Meimei’s family, Shi Yang’s mother moved the dining table to the living room. A slightly smaller table was placed in the dining room, piled with ingredients that couldn’t fit on the kitchen counter.
Shi Yang’s mother’s cooking skills are average; she can only stew fish and stir-fry a few simple vegetarian dishes, with a taste that varies between too bland and too salty each time.
Seeing the chaotic kitchen his mother had made, Shi Yang turned away to his bedroom to call and order food, ordering seven or eight small stir-fry dishes that he found quite tasty.
Just as he hung up the phone, Zhao Meimei opened the door and walked in.
Before Shi Yang could turn around, Zhao Meimei hugged him around the waist.
Zhao Meimei pressed her face against Shi Yang’s lower back, sniffed like a puppy, and mumbled, "Finally holding you, I’ve missed you to death."
Shi Yang turned around, casually tossed his phone onto the bed, and wrapped his arms around Zhao Meimei, his eyes alight with joy.
He watched as Zhao Meimei clung affectionately to him, rubbing and cuddling, his Adam’s apple unconsciously quivering lightly.
Zhao Meimei pressed her nose against Shi Yang’s soft sweater, inhaling his scent—the scent that hadn’t changed at all.
Shi Yang reached out to disentangle Zhao Meimei from his embrace, deeply gazing into her inky black eyes, cradling her head with one hand, his long fingers gently rubbing her scalp through her hair.
Zhao Meimei tilted her head slightly upward, letting her back rest directly in Shi Yang’s palm. The unpatterned caresses sent waves of tingles up her spine.