Quick-wear flirting system: being spoiled by gods in the plane

Chapter 158 Even Professors Confess (4)

Looking at the modest and refined man, Song Man couldn't hide the admiration that a mother-in-law likes her son-in-law more and more.

Her beautiful eyes kept looking around, unaware that the hand on her waist was tightening around her waist from someone who was jealous.

Opposite him, Xi Huai sat upright, his long, slender hands casually turning and stroking the teacup.

With his dark hair in wisps, pale eyes and thin lips, and a well-tailored black suit that was both clean and composed, his handsome and gentle appearance was all the more striking.

Good-looking, highly educated, and with a well-known background—she's good in every way.

It's just her age... tsk.

Her daughter, Aci, likes the younger, more handsome type.

Thinking of the types of people her daughter associated with at school, Song Man pursed her lips slightly, a troubled look in her eyes.

Yu Zi frowned, secretly pinched his wife's waist, and before she could cry out, he casually changed the subject: "Xiao Ci is still not awake?"

The words were abruptly cut off by Song Man. Her face flushed red, her eyes filled with reproach, and she whispered, "Aci usually sleeps in a little longer in the morning."

Just then, footsteps came from the stairs, and a figure slowly walked out.

Xi Huai looked up and saw a stunningly beautiful girl with long, flowing black hair and an elegant white dress that reached her knees, accentuating her slender waist. As she walked, her fair legs were long, straight, and she exuded an indescribable allure.

As he looked at it, Xi Huai's eyes darkened, and the tips of his fingers holding the teacup turned white.

Sensing the gazes of the three people looking over, Yu Ci lowered her eyes slightly to hide her drowsiness, greeted them with a faint smile, and walked to sit down on a single sofa.

Song Man smiled and introduced her to the man: "This is Yu Ci, my daughter. You two should have... spoken, right?"

Upon hearing this, Xi Huai smiled faintly and said, "Yes, we talked about it yesterday."

He paused, implying, "He's a very well-behaved student."

Yu Ci met the man's gentle, indifferent gaze, her red lips curving slightly, but she remained silent.

Song Man's gaze kept shifting between the two of them. Sensing something was amiss, she smiled and pulled her husband up.

He said, "Neither of you have had breakfast yet, have you? Go to the dining hall and eat."

As she spoke, she pulled Yu Zi, who was frowning beside her, upstairs, and did not forget to turn back and tell her, "After you finish eating, you can go for a walk in the backyard to digest your food. We need to rest for a while longer before we come out for lunch."

Remembering that the man was a good cook, Song Man smiled and said, "You can make breakfast yourself too!"

Not far away, the servants who were serving breakfast exchanged glances and silently removed all the food.

Yu Zi frowned slightly as the woman dragged him upstairs. When he saw his wife secretly observing him from behind the wall, he couldn't help but chuckle.

Yu asked: "Do you want to bring them together?"

Song Man gestured for silence, glancing around as she whispered, "I've been thinking about it. Xiao Xi is an excellent and steady person; he can take care of Aci in the future."

Yu Zi disagreed: "We can support Xiao Ci for the rest of her life. She doesn't need other men to take care of her."

She paused, then frowned. "Besides, do you think Xi Huai is a good person?"

Realizing her tone was inappropriate, Yu Zi softened her voice, "Adding a student to the mix, and a teacher to the mix, what kind of behavior is this?"

Song Man: "Oh dear, your old-fashioned nature is showing again. Do you think we'll live to be over a hundred years old and protect Aci for the rest of our lives?"

Yu Zi said helplessly, "Xi Huai is not as harmless as he seems. Even I can't figure out what he's thinking. Xiao Ci can't handle him."

Song Man: "That's strange. Didn't you insist on sponsoring them the moment you saw them?"

Yuzi pursed his lips: "..."

"You're almost fifty and about to retire. Your daughter will inherit all your money. She's all alone, having been cheated out of her body, heart, and money. Who will help her? Won't she need someone to marry into her family?"

I choked up: "..."

Bringing in a wife?

Who?
Xi Huai?

He did have that idea back then.
I just want to slap my past self.

That thing is a big wolf lying in wait, pretending to be docile!

"Give it a try," Song Man said coquettishly, pulling on the man's hand. "Whether someone is good or not, there's no such thing as an absolutely good person in this world. If Aci doesn't like it, I won't force her."

Seeing his wife's eagerness to play matchmaker, Yu Zi felt helpless. His cold, dark gaze followed hers to the two people downstairs. After a long while, he withdrew his gaze and, amidst the woman's exclamation, picked her up in his arms.

"If we're going to play matchmaker, let's give them some privacy."

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Meanwhile, in the living room, the two remained silent.

The table was filled with the aroma of tea, its steam rising gently.

Yu Ci lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, still pondering whether to speak first, under that seemingly indistinct gaze. Over there, the handsome, refined man watched her for a long time, his expression both enigmatic and gentle. After a while, he put down his teacup and stood up first, breaking the silence:
"What do you want to eat? I'll make it."

Yu Ci raised an eyebrow: "You can cook?"

[Target corruption value +1: 71.]

The man stopped abruptly, his body stiffening slightly.

He turned to look at the girl, his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses unfathomable.

Hoarse voice: "Be kind."

The girl's heart skipped a beat when her name was suddenly called, and she stood up: "Hmm?"

Xi Huai approached, standing at a distance that was neither too close nor too far from her, bending slightly to look into the girl's pale phoenix eyes.

A gentle smile played on his lips, but at this moment, the smile held a hint of helplessness: "Am I that old?"

Yu Ci was taken aback, then realized what she meant, a smile flashing in her eyes. She shook her head: "Not old at all. Isn't addressing me as 'you' a respectful form of address?"

“No need for honorifics,” Xi Huai said hoarsely, quickly replying.

He straightened up, smiled at the girl, deftly unbuttoned his suit jacket with his long, slender hands and placed it aside, then slowly rolled up his sleeves.

Xi Huai inspected the ingredients in the kitchen, glancing at the girl out of the corner of his eye. He paused, then said in a low, hoarse voice, "Just call me by my name in private."

Yu Ci walked over with a smile and leaned against the kitchen door: "Xi Huai?"

[Target corruption value -1:70.]

Xi Huai's lips curled slightly: "Mm."

His long, well-defined hands gripped the refrigerator, veins bulging down his strong arms. He looked down at the girl by the door, his voice gentle: "What would you like to eat?"

Yu Ci gave a half-smile and casually glanced at the ingredients: "Beef noodles, please."

"I'd like some more fried rice cakes."

"Fried potatoes."

"Fried eggs."

"Served with hot sauce."

"Let's have some more grapes and bananas with yogurt as dessert."

"Take whatever you want," Xi Huai said, looking down at the set the girl wanted and smiling.

Yu Ci raised an eyebrow: "What are you laughing at?"

"No." Xi Huai shook his head slightly and began preparing the ingredients. His light eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses still held a clear smile. "I just think you have a great eye for food pairings. Could you teach me sometime?"

The man's voice was gentle and seductive, his question tinged with a smile.

seriously?
These are all fat bombs.

Yu Ci smiled and said, "No problem, no problem."

[Target corruption value -1:69.]

"..." Xi Huai smiled, glancing at his hands, which were now stained with beef, his pale eyes welling up with a dark glint.

After glancing around, he noticed the apron hanging not far away and then looked at the girl.

A hoarse voice: "Could you help me tie my apron?"

She paused, then, as if understanding, said gently, "If it's inconvenient, that's okay, I can do it myself."

Seeing that the man was about to make a move, Yu Ci raised an eyebrow, stepped forward, and took the apron.

She approached the man, having to look up at him because of his height. He lowered his eyes and smiled, understanding her gesture, and bent down slightly to help her put the apron around her neck.

The two were very close, so close that Yu Ci could clearly feel the man's breath.

The faint scent of sandalwood lingered in the air, subtly enveloping the girl.

Similarly, the girl's faint fragrance also permeated Xi Huai, tempting him to catch his breath, his Adam's apple bobbing, his fingertips trembling slightly at his sides, and his eyes growing darker.

"..." Yu Ci smiled faintly with an ambiguous meaning, seemingly unintentionally sliding down the man's shoulder, feeling the taut muscles, and slowly adjusting her apron.

Ignoring the man's increasingly heavy breathing, she went behind him and tied the strap.

"All right."

Yu Ci took a step back, admiring the man's tense figure.

She chuckled softly, "Why aren't you moving, teacher?"