Peninsula: These female celebrities are all so neurotic.

Chapter 15 Wishes Fulfilled

They let Jin Qiutian and the others leave work early, and Cui Xueli and the others went off to film somewhere.

He closed the coffee shop and walked to the large supermarket not far away.

I pushed the cart to the vegetable section and started picking out ingredients.

Although I could cook in my past life, I didn't cook much.

But now, standing in front of the vegetable shelf, ideas suddenly started popping into my head: these pickled peppers are perfect for sauerkraut fish, this piece of beef is perfect for boiled...

That's very professional.

He bought a lot of ingredients and went back to the coffee shop.

He tied on his apron and took a deep breath.

With a few quick steps, three dishes and a bowl of noodles were ready.

A bowl of sauerkraut fish, a plate of boiled beef, a serving of stir-fried bok choy, and a serving of noodles with soybean paste.

Full color and flavor.

It was already completely dark outside.

Without waiting for Choi Sulli, this woman sent him a message, asking when she would be back.

Then he almost cried from how delicious it was.

System, System Bro, you're awesome!

I cooked some more rice and saved it for Choi Sulli.

I found a sticky note and wrote: [Crazy woman, the food's keeping warm in the pot. Remember to eat when you get back.]

After washing up, I got into bed.

That crazy woman probably won't be back today, right? My schedule is packed until midnight, how can I have the time and energy to cause trouble?

Turn off the lights.

Then I started having insomnia.

My mind is filled with things like Red Baby's personal assistant and 50 million.

The key point is that Bae Joo-hyun and the other four should be easy to please, right?

I tossed and turned until midnight before finally drifting off to sleep.

Sulli finished recording very late today, it dragged on until 2 a.m.

Park Jung-soo offered to take her home.

She casually gave the address of the coffee shop.

Park Jung-soo opened his mouth as if to say something, but seeing Choi Sulli leaning back in her chair with her eyes closed, he swallowed his words.

Oh, she's really gone mad.

The car stopped in front of the coffee shop, and Park Jung-soo woke her up: "Sulli, we're here."

Choi Sulli opened her eyes, rubbed them, like a cat.

I opened the car door and stepped on the ground; it was still a bit shaky.

"Shirley, are you really going to be with that Liu Zimu?"

"Okay, I've made up my mind. It doesn't matter if you tell the company. Goodnight, Oppa."

She pressed the combination lock.

The side door of the coffee shop opened.

She tiptoed upstairs to the second floor and changed into slippers.

At the end of the corridor, Liu Zimu's door was closed, and there was no light shining through the crack in the door.

He's asleep.

Choi Sulli pouted and went into the bathroom.

There was a toothbrush with toothpaste already squeezed onto the sink.

She paused for a moment, picked up her toothbrush, and stared at the toothpaste on it for two seconds.

Damn, this man...

How can I be so fascinated by myself?

Even after removing my makeup, there were still some water droplets on my face that I hadn't wiped off.

My skin is so white it's glowing, and my lips are a little dry, but I look pretty good overall.

I went to the kitchen, prepared to pour myself a glass of water, and got ready for bed.

Then she saw the thermos on the stove.

Open it in the past.

Pickled fish, boiled beef, stir-fried bok choy, and fresh rice.

And there was that note: [Crazy woman, the food's keeping warm in the pot. Remember to eat it when you get back.]

She stared at the dishes for three seconds, and then tears welled up in her eyes.

This is what he made for himself.

She hadn't experienced this kind of care in a long time.

And that man, now, is mine.

Choi Sulli smiled.

She didn't let her tears fall; she sniffed and placed the dishes on the table one by one.

Sit down and pick up your chopsticks.

The first bite of sauerkraut fish was sour and spicy, and the fish was tender and smooth. It was so delicious that she wanted to curse.

The second bite of boiled beef was spicy and flavorful, but the beef was a bit tough, probably because it had been sitting for too long.

The third bite of stir-fried bok choy was crisp, tender, and delicious—so delicious she wanted to slap the table.

That bastard, I don't remember having this skill in my past life.

Could it be the craftsmanship of Liu Zimu from this life?

So why does he order takeout every day and just cook ramen for Jin Qiutian to fool her?

Sulli got angrier the more she ate, and the angrier she got, the more she ate.

After stuffing two bowls of rice, I patted my belly, feeling as satisfied as a lazy little cat.

After washing the dishes, wiping the stove, and cleaning everything up, I finished.

After washing up, I looked at my body.

I used to dislike my body, even hated my face, but now, I think I look really good...

Then she stood in the living room, looking at Liu Zimu's bedroom door.

I pushed it, but it wasn't locked.

She opened the door a crack without making a sound.

The room was dark, and the curtains were drawn tightly shut.

Liu Zimu lay on his side, the blanket covering his chest, his breathing steady.

I took off my slippers at the door and walked barefoot on the floor.

He went around to the other side of the bed, gently lifted the blanket, and crawled inside.

She was only wearing a short nightgown, and when she slipped inside, she touched his arm; it felt so warm.

Liu Zimu stirred, but didn't wake up.

Choi Sulli leaned closer, pressing her chest against his, resting her head on his arm, and pulling his hand around her waist.

His breath was on her face, warm and ticklish.

She closed her eyes and a smile played on her lips.

Liu Zimu was dreaming.

I dreamt that I was holding a cat, a silver-gray kitten, curled up in my arms.

The kitten purred, and when he reached out to touch its head, he touched a handful of fur.

Mao? What was he touching?

Suddenly, my consciousness cleared, and I woke up.

When I opened my eyes, the room was dark, but there was definitely someone in my arms.

He froze.

Choi Sulli nestled in his arms, very obediently, one hand touching his chest, the other supporting her head.

She was looking at him with a smile.

Damn it, this crazy woman.

He tried to pull his arm out, but Choi Sulli held it down, and he couldn't move it.

Instead, Choi Sulli threw herself into his arms, hugging him even tighter: "Oppa...you can't escape today..."

Liu Zimu is unable to move.

What's this? Looking at Choi Sulli's slightly flushed smiling face.

"You really think I'm a good person?"

One sheep, two sheep, three wools, seventy-eight ducks...

No, it's not working...

"Liu Zimu, you're eating really well!" That's what he said to himself.

There's no such thing as "better to wait three minutes than rush for a second"; nor is there any such thing as "stop at a red light and go at a green light".

Liu Zimu was still very brave.

"Oppa, you're not incapable, you're just a coward!" Sulli nestled in his arms. "Don't move, I want to sleep, I have plans tomorrow!"

"Oh, right, Zhenli." Liu Zimu kissed her, "I won't be in the coffee shop for the next week."

"Hmm?" Choi Sulli lifted her head from his embrace. "Where are you going?"

"Something's up."

"Return to China?"

"no."

Choi Sulli narrowed her eyes, like a detective who had noticed something was amiss: "So, where are you going?"

"..." Liu Zimu opened his mouth, then closed it again.

I can't exactly tell her I'm going to be Hong Beibei's nanny, can I? If that woman finds out, she'll be jealous for the rest of the year, not just tonight.

"I just have some things to take care of."

"I'm going to look for a suitable house. I'm planning to move to a new place, which will be our home from now on."

Choi Sulli stared at him for two seconds without saying a word: "Home? Oppa, you're so kind. You can continue living here, or if that's not possible, you can move in with me. I'm quite wealthy, I can support you without any problem."

Liu Zimu smiled and hugged her, "Don't you know I have my memories? We Chinese men are still quite chauvinistic, how can I keep living off you?"

After saying that, his hands started to wander again.

Choi Sulli looked up at him, her eyes suddenly softening: "Okay, I'll do whatever you say."

Liu Zimu was stunned. Was this little peach really that easy to talk to?

"But you call me every day," she counted on her fingers, "at least one, no, at least three."

"good!"

"And you can't run away, otherwise what am I supposed to do?"

Liu Zimu smiled. He wouldn't shirk responsibility after sleeping with Cui Xueli: "Don't worry, I won't run away. If I do, I'll take you with me."

Choi Sulli smiled happily when she saw him like this.