Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

"come over."

Ding Heng beckoned, and Wen Jing immediately obediently walked over and sat down.

"Open your mouth."

Ding Heng took out a small, white pill from his pocket, without any packaging.

Wenjing didn't ask what it was, and obediently opened her mouth as usual.

Ding Heng put the pill into her mouth and handed her a glass of water.

Wenjing swallowed the pills with water, figuring they were probably the unknown pills Zhao Yanxi had given her.

As for what the effect will be?

Ding Heng didn't say anything, and she was too lazy to ask.

In short, she trusts everything a man gives her unconditionally and 100%!

Ding Heng then gently lifted Wenjing's clothes and placed his warm palm on her lower abdomen.

Wenjing felt a slight burning sensation in her abdomen, and her body trembled slightly.

Golden lines intertwined and coiled on her lower abdomen, eventually forming a unique pattern that shimmered with golden light and stood out against her fair skin.

A warm sensation began to spread from her lower abdomen, flowing with blood to her limbs and permeating her entire body.

My legs are no longer weak, my back is no longer sore, and even my eyelids are no longer heavy.

Wenjing looked up in surprise.

Ding Heng withdrew his hand and asked with a smile, "Feeling better?"

"Um……"

Wenjing touched her belly and moved her arms and legs; she did feel much better.

She couldn't help but ask curiously, "When you rub my stomach, it feels like the internal energy healing techniques in martial arts novels?"

"Trade secrets".

Ding Heng gently pinched her cheek.

After last night, the [Holy Flame Inscription] could finally be used on Wenjing. Ding Heng immediately exchanged it for the girl and equipped it to ensure her physical condition.

She continued to snuggle greedily into Ding Heng's arms: "Ding Heng, stay with me today."

"affim."

"So what are we going to do this afternoon?"

"Um……"

Ding Heng thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to the supermarket to stock up on some New Year's goods for my grandparents. Isn't the Little New Year coming up soon?"

Wenjing's eyes lit up, and she sat up from his lap: "Okay! Okay!"

For a woman like Wenjing, who is naturally family-oriented, large-scale shopping events like preparing for the New Year always get her very excited, even more so than when ordinary women buy luxury handbags!

Half an hour later, the two of them finished getting ready, changed their clothes, and went to a large supermarket.

Most of the time, there are only two situations in which Chinese people are willing to treat money like paper – one is gambling, and the other is during the Chinese New Year.

But nowadays, people, especially young people, no longer prepare New Year's goods half a month in advance as they used to; many buy and eat them on the spot.

Firstly, there's no time for that, as everyone has to wait until New Year's Eve to have a holiday; secondly, freshly bought items are fresher.

Therefore, even though it was close to the Little New Year, there weren't many people in the supermarket. People made their purchases while listening to festive songs such as "Gong Xi Fa Cai" and "Xin Nian Hao".

Wenjing pushed the shopping cart, with Ding Heng beside her.

She walked slowly, her eyes scanning the rows of shelves, occasionally stopping to pick up something to look at before putting it back.

"Don't your grandparents run a convenience store?"

Wenjing suddenly remembered something and looked up at Ding Heng, asking, "We shouldn't need to buy ordinary snacks like melon seeds, right?"

Ding Heng smiled and said, "No need to ask me, I'll leave everything to you!"

Wenjing blinked, then lowered her head to continue scanning the shelves.

Ding Heng then said, "On the day before the Lunar New Year, I will spend noon with you and your grandparents. In the evening, my dad and his girlfriend will come to Xingcheng, and I will have dinner with them."

Wenjing nodded, said "Oh," and didn't ask any more questions.

Ding Heng didn't take her to see her father for the Lunar New Year, which she thought was simply because the time wasn't right yet.

Isn't Zhao Yanxi also staying in Zhuzhou?

A moment later, Wenjing's gaze fell on a row of New Year's gift boxes on the shelf.

How about this one?

She picked up a box of traditional Beijing-style pastries, the packaging of which was quite festive.

Ding Heng glanced at it, and although he thought it was all show and no substance, he still agreed: "Okay."

Wenjing put the gift box into the shopping cart and walked forward.

"what about this?"

She picked up a box of imported nuts: "Grandpa and Grandma's shop probably doesn't have them."

"also."

"this?"

"It's all right."

"Well……"

Wenjing turned around and glared at him with displeasure: "Can't you be serious for once?"

Ding Heng shrugged: "I already said, I'll do whatever you say!"

Wenjing pouted and ignored the man, focusing on choosing her own items.

She is very careful when choosing things. She turns each item over to check the production date, squeezes the packaging to check for leaks, and weighs it to see if it is heavy enough.

Ding Heng followed behind and suddenly saw the girl seriously arguing with a packet of five-spice seasoning. He couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, "Are there different kinds of five-spice seasoning?"

Wenjing picked up a packet of five-spice powder, sniffed it, and patiently explained, "You have to choose good quality five-spice powder, otherwise the food won't taste good when you cook it."

"Why don't you buy one pack of each and try them out at home?"

"Um... don't waste money."

After spending a full ten minutes, Wenjing finally picked out a satisfactory pack of five-spice powder and continued walking.

As she passed the candy section, she stopped and looked at the rows of colorful wrappers, her eyes shining.

"Ding Heng, shouldn't we buy some candy for the New Year?"

"purchase."

"it is good!"

Wenjing immediately picked out several kinds, all of them cheap and nostalgic White Rabbit candies and preserved plum candies, packing only a small bag, mostly for her own cravings.

Next was the fruit section, with apples, grapes, oranges, cherries... Wenjing checked everything very carefully, afraid of accidentally buying rotten fruit.

Finally, in the fresh produce section, she bought fish, shrimp, and ribs, saying she wanted to marinate them in advance so she could cook a good meal for her grandparents on the eve of the Lunar New Year.

Seeing how meticulously the girl was calculating her money along the way, Ding Heng couldn't help but laugh: "You have so much money in your account now, why are you still so frugal?"

Wenjing said earnestly, "I've told you so many times, that's your money. I'm just temporarily holding it for you, so of course you should save money whenever you can when buying things."

Ding Heng was both amused and exasperated, and reached out again to gently pinch her cheek.

After shopping, both shopping carts were piled high with goods.

Ding Heng pushed one cart, and Wen Jing pushed another; the two walked past the cashier and out.

Stepping out of the supermarket, it was drizzling outside. The damp cold of the south was like a pure magical attack, making me shiver.

The car was on the other side of the road, about two or three hundred meters away.

Wenjing put on the hood of her down jacket, but unfortunately, both her hands were carrying shopping bags, so she couldn't put them in her pockets.

Ding Heng switched the bag in one hand to the other, and with his free hand, he took both large bags from Wen Jing's hands.

"The car keys are in my pocket. Go warm up in the car first."

"No, I'll go with you."

Wenjing gently took Ding Heng's arm, determined to share the hardships with the man.

"Silly girl."

Ding Heng glanced down at her and then pulled her closer into his arms.

More than an hour later, the car stopped in front of a shop on the outskirts of the city.

As soon as Wenjing got out of the car, the old lady immediately came out of the convenience store to greet her.

"Oh dear, why didn't you tell me you were coming!"

She stepped forward and took the bag from Wenjing's hand, complaining but unable to hide her smile: "Hengya, you shouldn't have let Xiaojing carry such heavy things by herself!"

Ding Heng, carrying bags in both hands, smiled helplessly: "Grandma, I'm carrying them right now."

Wenjing greeted her sweetly, "Hello, Grandma."

"Your hands are all red from the cold, come inside and warm them up!"

The old lady pulled Wenjing aside with concern: "Why did you buy so much stuff?"

"To help you stock up on New Year's goods."

Ding Heng carried the last bag into the house and put it on the ground: "It'll be a few days before the Lunar New Year, so you won't have to make the trip again."

Grandma still complained, "Why are you stocking up on New Year's goods? What don't we have in our own store?"

"The things in the shop are for the shop; these are what Ding Heng and I picked out."

"What are you doing? My wife and I are old folks at home. We'll have to eat until next year."

The two chatted on and on, while Ding Heng followed behind, carrying the items into the inner room one by one.