I’ll Add Points To All Things

Chapter 270 Su Yang: Why Don’t You Come To My House?

Su Yang looked at her heartbreaking smile. It was as if a flame burned in his heart as he nodded vigorously.

He picked up the bag and cell phone that Tang Jing had put on the card stand, reached out with his hand, and pulled her up. Tang Jing’s hand was so soft it was like it had no bones as he squeezed it, making it seem like it was filled with water.

At that moment, she was so light that all Su Yang had to do was pull her up, and she’d be lifted with a gentle cry.

Su Yang grabbed her by the hand and led her out of the bar.

Outside, was the brightly lit Shanghai, as bright as the heavens above. The cool breeze in the middle of the night stopped them in their tracks, cooling their heated faces as it cleared their minds.

Su Yang shook his somewhat confused head but ended up looking over at Tang Jing who also happened to be looking at him.

As their eyes met, there was surprise and shyness along with a myriad of emotions that eventually ended up in both of their laughter.

She was someone with age and experience, that had never lost her temper to this extent. Rationality had always prevailed and she was never rash in her decisions. However, she didn’t expect such excitement when she asked and he agreed, one thing leading to another.

After laughing for a moment, Tang Jing gently let go of Su Yang’s hands, gathered her hair in her hands as she looked at Su Yang with a gentle expression. “Thank you.”

Su Yang smiled in return. “You’re welcome.”

Right after that, as if suddenly remembering something, Su Yang asked, “Since you’re out drinking, who’s taking care of Xiaomi?”

Tang Jing replied with her eyebrows gently furrowed, “She’s at one of my best friend’s homes. I was in a bad mood today so I dragged my best friend into the picture to take care of her for me. They’re all night owls, so I can rest assured.”

Su Yang nodded affirmatively and suggested, “Then… Why don’t we go to my house and sit down?”

Tang Jing was momentarily stunned before looking at Su Yang, nodding tenderly. It was probably because of the events prior that brought them together, that they understood each other, not having to state the obvious. Su Yang started the car and brought Tang Jing home with him,

Back home, Su Yang opened the door and said to her, “Make yourself at home, I’ll go get you a glass of water.”

Tang Jing took a look at the empty living room, hesitated for a moment, and asked, “Uhh… Where do I sit?”

Su Yang glanced at the empty living room, a little embarrassed.

He then brought two small stools from the kitchen and put them in the living room along with a small table that he wiped down with a cloth. “Here, sit,”

Tang Jing nodded, walked over, gathered her skirt, and sat on the stool. Since her legs were a little longer, her knees were far higher than the height of the bench. It made it look like her upper body was a little arched as she held her raised legs, creating a beautiful curve.

As she held her legs, she looked curiously around the living room.

After a moment, she felt her drunken stupor come back and was a little dizzy. She couldn’t help herself from using her arms as a pillow as she squinted for a moment before falling asleep. When she woke up, she found herself in the presence of more than a few plates of food. Huijiang Spare Ribs, Broiled Catfish, and Zao Bo Tou, a famous local dish in Shanghai.

The aroma of the food attracted Tang Jing’s attention.

She looked up and was surprised to see Su Yang standing next to her.

Su Yang smiled and said, “Drinking on an empty stomach at night hurts your body. I remembered you said you were a local in Shanghai, so I made you some dishes that taste similar to Shanghainese food. Try some.”

Tang Jing looked at Su Yang and was stunned for quite some time. Finally, she nodded her head with puffy eyes. “Okay!” After she finished speaking, she picked up the chopsticks and went straight for the Huijiang Spare Ribs. The exterior was crispy with a tender interior. It was spicy and slightly sweet, so much so that it made her feel as if her tastebuds were about to explode.

She gulped the ribs down and immediately picked up a piece of braised catfish meat. It tasted fatty, soft, and glutinous while being peppered with hints of saltiness and sweetness.

Finally, she picked up the bowl and had a sip of the soup. The taste was one she remembered fondly. She couldn’t help herself as her nose became stuffy and tears began to flow once more.