Endless Pampering Only For You

"I'm going to make a phone call to ask someone for help. In the meantime, you have to eat or I won't make this call," Jun Zeye said in a stern voice.

She pursed her lips and nodded.

"Okay…"

As long as she could find Yin Shaojie, she would go along with Jun Zeye.

"Yeah." Jun Zeye looked around. There were many restaurants nearby. He asked her, "What do you want to eat?"

"Anything." She had no mood or appetite. How would she know what she wanted to eat?

They didn't get far before she stopped.

Not far away, there was a Tianjin-style jianbing stall.

"I want to eat Tianjin-style jianbing," she said as she pointed to the stall in front.

Jun Zeye looked over and frowned. "Don't eat that. You have to eat a proper meal."

"No, I want jianbing," Mu Xiaoxiao insisted as she headed toward it.

Jun Zeye followed her.

Mu Xiaoxiao told the stall owner, "I want a Tianjin-style jianbing."

Jun Zeye let her buy it. Standing a few steps away from her, he made a phone call.

After Mu Xiaoxiao bought Tianjin-style jianbing, he put away his cell phone.

"Did you made the call?" she asked.

"Yeah." Jun Zeye nodded. He looked at the Tianjin-style jianbing in her hand. "You like this kind of food?"

"I love eating this." Mu Xiaoxiao looked down at the Tianjin-style jianbing in her hand. It gave off the familiar fragrance but it wasn't able to turn on the glutton in her.

She was still thinking of Yin Shaojie.

She remembered when he had instructed the chef at Yin residence to make her a home-made Tianjin-style jianbing.

It seemed that no matter what she wanted, he would always be able to find some way to let her have it.

Yin Shaojie, I miss you so much…

We've only been apart for a day, but I miss you so much.

Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes were wet again. With cloudy eyes, she stared at the Tianjin-style jianbing in her hands.

She looked down and took a bite.

Mixed with salty and bitter tears, the Tianjin-style jianbing tasted different.

It didn't taste good.

"It sucks…" she said as she sobbed.

Jun Zeye suddenly reached out and snatched the Tianjin-style jianbing from her hand. He walked to one side and threw it into the waste bin.

"Enough of this. I'll take you to eat something else."

"Why did you throw it away? I want to eat it." Although it didn't taste good she wanted to eat it.

Jun Zeye said nothing as he pulled her along, walking down the street.

After a turn, there was a mall. There were many restaurants in the mall.

"This one." This time, he didn't ask for her opinion and decided for her.

They entered the store and ordered the food.

Jun Zeye said something to the waiter. The waiter nodded and left. Mu Xiaoxiao stared blankly at seemingly nothing.

After a while, the fragrant smell of rice permeated her breath and snapped her out of her daze.

Jun Zeye placed a cup in front of her.

"Drink this first so that you don't feel so hungry," Jun Zeye said.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at the rice milk in the cup. It smelled good. Suddenly, the glutton within her awakened.

Actually, she was already hungry earlier, but she just didn't have the appetite.

She picked up the cup and took a sip. The taste of rice filled her mouth, accompanying with it a mild sweetness. She swallowed it down and her stomach felt warm too.