CHAPTER 78: CHAPTER 78: CRAVING EGG TARTS

In the next moment, he pulled Sang Yu into his arms, lowered his head, and planted a kiss on her forehead, then her eyelids, and finally her nose tip.

Lastly, he reached her alluring lips that were as tempting as flower petals.

Sang Yu’s gaze gradually became dazed, as if caught in the trap of his passion.

Their bodies moved irresistibly closer to each other.

His breathing was heavy, the force of his kisses on her lips gradually intensified and became more wild.

Sang Yu struggled weakly, her body turning soft, she tried to push the man above her with restless hands.

He raised a hand, holding her hands in his grip, pinning them above her head.

Her body instinctively arched, pressing towards the man’s chest.

Only when her breath was completely stolen by him did he reluctantly release her.

Sang Yu’s clothes were slightly disheveled, her face flushed, as she looked dazedly at the man above her.

Jiang Jingming covered her eyes with his other hand, such a gaze would only undo him.

He lifted his lower body slightly, buried his head in her neck, inhaling her scent.

Sang Yu’s eyelashes fluttered, brushing against his palm, tingling.

The man’s heavy breathing filled with desire surged in her ear, Sang Yu couldn’t help but speak: "Jiang Jingming."

Jiang Jingming’s voice was hoarse: "Be good, don’t move, wait for me, just a moment."

Thinking of the scenes from this morning, Sang Yu chose to stay obediently still.

After about ten minutes, Sang Yu felt herself being lulled to sleep by the man’s breathing.

Then the man finally got up to leave.

"I’m going to take a shower."

Jiang Jingming said.

Sang Yu was puzzled, hadn’t he just showered?

She could smell the soap fragrance on him.

Suddenly she thought of something, and her face flushed red.

She gathered her sketches and then lay on the bed pretending to sleep.

But pretended for so long that she fell asleep, and just before she dozed off, Sang Yu was still wondering why he hadn’t returned.

An hour later, Jiang Jingming returned.

By the time he came back, Sang Yu was already asleep.

Jiang Jingming shook his head helplessly, turned off the lights, and got into bed.

Reaching out, he pulled her into his arms, and only when he confirmed his hand was warm did he place it on the woman’s soft belly.

Sang Yu instinctively snuggled against the man’s chest.

They fell asleep in each other’s arms.

...

The next day

When Sang Yu woke up, Jiang Jingming was already not at home.

She planned to visit He Xiulan and Wei Jin today and show Wei Jin the clothes she designed for her.

Maybe they knew a tailor.

That way, she wouldn’t have to find a tailor herself.

Before that, she planned to make some egg tarts.

She hadn’t eaten egg tarts in a long time, but fortunately, she had tried making them by herself before.

In the kitchen, Sang Yu took out ten eggs and sugar, mixing them together.

Then she added some milk.

Luckily, Jiang Jingming had prepared some milk for her, worried she wouldn’t sleep well at night.

So he had stocked some in the fridge, heating a cup for her every morning.

The milk now was particularly pure, making the egg tarts exceptionally delicious.

Then she made some tart crusts.

The only downside was there was no oven at home.

But never mind, such a little thing couldn’t stump Sang Yu, she could make them directly using a pan.

(Not researched, purely the author’s fabrication because of a craving for egg tarts.)

Ten pounds of eggs could make about twenty egg tarts, bringing ten over to He Xiulan and the others should be just right.

When Jiang Jingming returned, the egg tarts were just done.

Upon smelling the aroma, Jiang Jingming immediately came over.

"I thought you weren’t supposed to touch cold water?" Jiang Jingming walked over and took Sang Yu’s things.

"I didn’t touch cold water, really, my hands are clean. See," Sang Yu raised her hands for Jiang Jingming to check.

She really hadn’t touched anything; those things were waiting for Jiang Jingming to wash when he came back.

Jiang Jingming looked at her fair hands, seeing no water stains, and felt relieved.

"What did you make?"

Sang Yu said, "I plan to visit Auntie’s house, and made some egg tarts, smell them, aren’t they fragrant?"

Jiang Jingming nodded, "They’re indeed very fragrant."

"Why did you decide to go visit Auntie?" Jiang Jingming took out all the egg tarts.

"I designed a cheongsam for my cousin last night, planning to show her, if she likes it, she could find a tailor to make it,"

Sang Yu explained.

Jiang Jingming, "You like cheongsams?"

Sang Yu nodded, "I quite like them, I’ve seen my cousin always wear cheongsams, so she probably likes them too."

"Then why not change the wedding dress to a cheongsam," Jiang Jingming suddenly said.

"What wedding dress?" Sang Yu was confused.

"Our agreed wedding date is approaching, I had planned for a wedding dress, since you like cheongsams, let’s change it, still five days away, there’s time."

Sang Yu almost forgot all about it.

"Why bother ordering a wedding dress?" Sang Yu was a bit surprised.

Jiang Jingming, "Of course I’d order, if we say we’re starting anew, everything needs to be planned."

Sang Yu was warmed in her heart, "No need to change, I quite like wedding dresses too, let’s stick with it."

"No problem, there’s still time."

Jiang Jingming worried Sang Yu didn’t want to change due to time constraints.

It was his oversight, as most people getting married nowadays prefer wedding dresses, he assumed Sang Yu would want one too.

Such Western styles are very popular among young girls now.

"No need really, a wedding dress is fine," Sang Yu said.

Jiang Jingming, "Alright. Sorry, next time I’ll ask you first."

"Next time?" Sang Yu looked at Jiang Jingming.

Jiang Jingming chuckled, "I mean whenever there’s anything concerning you, I’ll consult you first."

Only then did Sang Yu retract her gaze.

After having lunch, Jiang Jingming drove Sang Yu to He Xiulan’s home.

Today was Saturday, Wei Jin didn’t have work and was at home.

"I’ll come pick you up tonight; don’t return alone, alright?" Jiang Jingming reminded her.

"Okay, I know," Sang Yu replied, carrying the egg tarts, and got out of the car.

Seeing Sang Yu enter the house, Jiang Jingming drove away.

"Little Yu, why are you here?" He Xiulan was pleasantly surprised upon seeing Sang Yu.

"Auntie, I made some egg tarts, brought them over for you to try."

Sang Yu noticed that besides He Xiulan and Wei Jin, Wei Lai and Wei Qing were also there.

Wei Lai greeted Sang Yu warmly, "Sister-in-law, you’re here?"

Sang Yu nodded towards Wei Lai.

He Xiulan approached, "Egg tarts? What are they? They smell wonderful."

Wei Lai quickly came to He Xiulan’s side, looking at the egg tarts in her hands, "They do smell wonderful, egg tarts, sister-in-law, did you make them?"

Sang Yu nodded, "I made them, they’re not ordinary, you should try them."

Wei Lai confidently said, "Sister-in-law, what you make must be delicious!"

Ever since the last meal, Wei Lai couldn’t forget Sang Yu’s cooking.

He originally wanted to come over to eat during the past few days, but Jiang Jingming said Sang Yu wasn’t feeling well and wasn’t cooking.

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PS: Chapter 75 got blocked; I’m not sure why. I swear it’s very wholesome and healthy. I’m rewriting it, please hold on.