Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 391: Give Me a Kiss

Can you imagine anyone sitting at home in a high-end custom outfit for no reason?

There really is, the bald old man from the Yu Family who’s a bit guilty about it.

At first, Yu Xia firmly refused this suggestion. After all, she knew that wearing the dress was just the beginning, and who knows what Xie Qingci might do with that dress as an excuse.

But blame it on Xie Qingci; this guy’s simply a charming fox, too good at beguiling people.

When she refused to wear it, he’d pin her down on the sofa and kiss her, and if she still refused, he’d simply start helping her change himself.

After achieving his goal, he kept muttering nonsense like, "You seemed so happy filming," or, "Wasn’t it fun wearing sneakers?"

In the end, he kissed her again, coaxing, cajoling, and even threatening that she must wear this dress all day.

As the temperature rose, she would wear cooler clothes at home, like spaghetti strap dresses, but something that slit up to the thigh was a bit odd to wear at home, especially out and about in front of her boyfriend.

Yu Xia had to consider whether kicking him would flash something.

She felt the bald old man had no rights, so she mocked him sarcastically: "Whose birthday is it anyway, mine or yours? So many demands, don’t think you can take advantage of my good mood just because..."

"Take an inch and want a mile," Xie Qingci finished her sentence, lightly tugging on the red strap on her shoulder.

"I do take an inch and want a mile, but only with you." His eyes stared intently into hers while his head lowered to kiss her collarbone.

Such blatant seduction, who could resist?

Since today was her birthday, she could call the shots, and since she was just taken advantage of, she felt justified in making some demands.

"Back off. Didn’t you just say today I got to call the shots?"

Xie Qingci stood in front of her, watching her lean against the sofa with a head propped up, looking like a little godfather.

"Yes," he pulled out a chair to sit down, "you call the shots."

"Then I demand you reveal the surprise ahead of schedule and show it to me now." Let your master have a bit of joy.

Xie Qingci raised an eyebrow, asking ambiguously: "You sure? How about after lunch?"

"...That works too."

Gotta fill up first before anything else.

Considering the formal dress wouldn’t make for easy moving around, when Xie Qingci went to cook in the kitchen, she planned to stay put on the sofa, and use the time to reply to birthday wishes on Weibo.

When she clicked in, she saw that Xie Qingci had already commented at ten o’clock.

[Happy birthday, dearest. Forever eighteen, may you have peace and joy.]

No need to look for it, that comment was at the top, while the second hot comment was from Yu Zhi, who only left a bland "Happy birthday." Some fans were even worried for him, wondering why he didn’t learn from Xie Qingci and say something more flattering like "forever eighteen."

Xie Qingci’s comment had many replies, most saying how he was the smoothest talker in the top ten comments.

She replied to each, and also seriously responded to comments from Song Xi, Ning Yunchao, and Wei Yaoyao, as well as Yuan Wang and Shu Ran, taking the opportunity to interact with some fans.

In the kitchen, the sounds of the stove and washing veggies were clear, making the atmosphere feel warm even without any chatter.

After a while, Xie Qingci called her from the kitchen.

"Babe, get me a plate, will you?"

She put down her phone and went to help.

The soup was stewing, he’d washed some fruits, and the plate was for them.

She picked up a cherry but hadn’t eaten it when Xie Qingci stopped her, insisting on feeding her a smaller, tender cherry.

"Try it, is it sweet?"

Yu Xia gave him a side-eye, slightly raised her head to take the cherry, but was caught off guard by a burst of sourness, her brows knitted immediately.

She suspected he did this on purpose, up to no good.

"Sour!"

Xie Qingci also frowned: "Really? I tried one just now and it wasn’t sour."

Then he pinched her chin and kissed her.

Yu Xia was ticked off enough to want to bite him; she just knew he wouldn’t simply feed her normally! Up to no good!

After the kiss, Xie Qingci chuckled softly, pressing his lips against hers, teasingly murmuring: "It’s actually really sweet."

"..." Incorrigibly flirtatious.

She took the plate and walked back, not even touching the sofa when she heard him call out again.

"Babe, grab me a box of tissues."

She fetched it for him, and within two minutes, he called again: "Babe, could you check if adding this much millet to the rice is okay?"

"Babe, I want some fruit too."

"Sweetheart, don’t pretend you can’t hear."

Yu Xia simply peeled a banana and shoved it in his mouth.

"Making me walk back and forth in this dress, are you crazy?"

Walking a bit more and my thighs would be fully exposed.

Xie Qingci struggled to eat it, leisurely replying: "I like you like this."

"Today is my birthday; it’s about what I like! Hurry up and finish your cooking, I’m starving!"

Xie Qingci continued to chop vegetables with his head down: "Kiss me once, and I’ll stop pestering you."

"...You’re seriously getting more shameless by the day." She begrudgingly complained as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and tiptoed to kiss his cheek.

Fortunately, this time he kept his word; after the kiss, he really didn’t call out anymore.

Once lunch was ready, Yu Xia was the first to taste the soup Xie Qingci served her.

"Not bad, your skills deserve encouragement, keep it up."

Xie Qingci: "Thanks for the praise, but I think a more substantial reward would make me even happier."

He turned his head to hint.

Yu Xia rolled her eyes and kissed him again.

"Are you ever not enough? Lips are for eating and talking."

"That’s just a basic human need. Clearly, after thousands of years of progress, humans are no longer satisfied with just these basic needs."

"...You and your logic. I want some ribs."

Xie Qingci picked a rib for her, catching any drips with his hand near her chin to keep the soup from staining her dress.

Yu Xia was quite satisfied with this service, reciprocating by feeding him a piece of carrot, and then continued to unashamedly boss him around.

"I want corn."

"I want tomatoes."

"I want that too, and also that one."

"Soup, I want soup."

"That piece of rib is mine."

Xie Qingci followed each command without a hint of impatience, becoming increasingly gentle.

After multiple times, Yu Xia realized that he particularly liked her when she spoke softly.

To put it simply, maybe he just liked it when his girlfriend acted coy?

She deliberately asked: "Do you like it when girls act coy?"

Xie Qingci gave her a glance: "No."

"No need to deny it; who wouldn’t love a cute girl acting coy? If I were a guy, I’d like it too. Especially dominant and strong-willed men, they prefer cute and delicate types over equally strong-willed women."

Xie Qingci took a sip of soup: "I only like you."

Yu Xia felt contented, feigning calmness as she ate: "At least you have good taste."

"But you also said, who wouldn’t love someone acting coy?" He casually looked at her, lowering his voice to suggest, "How about you act coy for me to see if I really like it?"

"..." She quickly took a tactical sip of soup.