So It Turns Out You’re a Fox Spirit (GL) - Chapter 29

Huang Chenchen suddenly became serious, as if she was talking about a monumental event that allowed no joking. Le Xiaoyao felt she couldn’t clear her name even if she jumped into the Yellow River now, “I did sleep at her house, isn’t that normal? That day, the key…”

After rambling on and on, Huang Chenchen completely missed the point and only focused on: This girl really slept with Fu Jin.

No way to communicate, absolutely no way to communicate.

Fu Jin lived in 2306, and Le Xiaoyao lived in 2206.

The new apartment was very close to the company, about a ten-minute drive. Le Xiaoyao, as usual, had to pass by A University after work. The bright golden ginkgo trees from before now only had bare branches left, and naturally, there were no groups of photography enthusiasts gathered.

She also thought of the sugar-roasted chestnuts a month ago, the day she and Fu Jin met again. At that time, they still pretended not to know each other. Was it really fate? In just over a month, her interactions with Fu Jin had grown exponentially. After getting out of the car, she smelled the aroma of sugar-roasted chestnuts again. There weren’t many people today.

“Boss, one pound of sugar-roasted chestnuts.”

The difference was that the boss had plenty of sugar-roasted chestnuts this time. Le Xiaoyao remembered the comical incident from last time and couldn’t help but smile.

“Uncle Wang, do you still have sugar-roasted chestnuts?”

A month ago, Le Xiaoyao might not have recognized the voice, but now, every word this voice spoke to her seemed to be engraved in her heart. Fu Jin? With so many coincidences, Le Xiaoyao was starting to wonder if she was stalking her? But then she thought, it was the time when school and work ended, so running into her here wasn’t that coincidental, was it?

“Are you done with class?”

“Mhm, are you done with work?”

“Mhm, it’s so cold.”

The boss felt like this scene was familiar, but seeing many people every day, it was normal to have an illusion, “Professor Fu, yes, there is.”

Le Xiaoyao thought, It seems Fu Jin is really popular at school, even the uncle selling sugar-roasted chestnuts at the entrance knows her. “Don’t buy any more, let’s share mine. I can’t finish so much anyway.”

“Alright.”

Since the two lived in the same place and passed the same route after work, Le Xiaoyao suddenly had a whim, “How about we go back together from now on? It’s on the way, and it’s not far.”

Fu Jin didn’t answer immediately but still agreed, “Sounds good.”

The two got into the car.

Le Xiaoyao was just worrying about eating dinner alone, and now, she had company! Steering the wheel, she asked, “What are you eating tonight?”

Generally, if she wasn’t hungry, Fu Jin would just skip the meal. She couldn’t cook and didn’t want to. Eating out was also strange alone…

“I don’t know.”

You don’t know? Does that mean you won’t eat? Le Xiaoyao saw she was very thin, only having a bit more flesh there… “How about together? If you don’t mind, I can cook.”

Fu Jin certainly didn’t mind.

So, the two ran to the supermarket and bought a large haul: vegetables, meat, fruits, snacks, everything was complete. Since Le Xiaoyao had cooked at Fu Jin’s house before, this time, she still cooked at Fu Jin’s place. Anyway, they lived close, just up and down the stairs, so it didn’t matter where.

This truly echoed the lyrics: Go to work, get off work, buy groceries, cook, and finally wash the dishes.

Although buying groceries, cooking, and washing the dishes were all her, Le Xiaoyao enjoyed this life immensely. She always claimed that she could live alone and liked living alone because it was free, but loneliness was inevitable. For someone who loved to cook, making a table full of dishes only to eat them alone was quite sad.

Fu Jin was a workaholic. This was somewhat different from Le Xiaoyao’s perception. She always thought a university professor was meant to be leisurely, wasn’t she? Every day after returning home from work, Le Xiaoyao was busy and happy in the kitchen, while Fu Jin would start taking out a stack of books, tapping away on her laptop, completely engrossed, even forgetting to eat~ Unlike Le Xiaoyao, who would rush over as soon as she heard the meal was ready, even if she was far away…

In fact, the truth was quite the opposite. Fu Jin found that since Le Xiaoyao moved here, her work efficiency had significantly dropped. Flipping through pages of literature, her mind was actually blank. She typed a sentence on her laptop, then deleted it… She couldn’t help but look at the busy figure in the kitchen, occasionally humming a tune. She loved the look of that person wearing an apron, setting the food on the table, and calling her to eat~ The first time, she habitually pretended not to hear, just because she wanted to hear it a few more times.

Le Xiaoyao, I think you like me.

Fu Jin wasn’t sure when she became so certain. Maybe it was the last time she called her. She was very nervous and serious. Hearing that she was sick, her voice was full of care and worry~ Not just an ordinary friend…

Although Le Xiaoyao still hadn’t brought up that “important” matter, Fu Jin no longer pressed her, believing that one day, she would volunteer the information.

“Fu Jin, wash your hands and come eat~”

The first time, Fu Jin still didn’t hear, but Le Xiaoyao didn’t call a second time. Instead, she walked straight over and glanced at her laptop. Fu Jin subconsciously shielded it with her body…

“Look at you, so petty, what are you blocking~ I’m not plagiarizing, am I going to copy your thesis!” Although Le Xiaoyao said this, her head involuntarily leaned toward Fu Jin. Fu Jin twisted her body again and directly closed the laptop, making Le Xiaoyao grit her teeth. The more she wasn’t allowed to look, the more she wanted to see!

“You definitely wrote something indecent!”

“No.”

Still stubborn? Le Xiaoyao directly pulled off her apron, knelt on the sofa with one knee, leaned toward Fu Jin, and reached out to grab the laptop she was desperately guarding, “If not, Professor Fu, let me see, let me learn a little~”

Fu Jin just wouldn’t let go.

Le Xiaoyao had to resort to her killer move—tickling! She didn’t expect the unflappable Professor Fu to be so ticklish! This once again refreshed Le Xiaoyao’s perception of her. Le Xiaoyao waved her two “salty pig hands” (lecherous hands) across her waist…

“Haha… haha…” Fu Jin immediately threw the laptop aside, surrendering, but Le Xiaoyao showed no sign of letting her go! She continued to intensify the attack. Fu Jin laughed until she lost all strength and collapsed onto the sofa. Le Xiaoyao didn’t expect her to suddenly fall and inadvertently leaned over, pressing down on her…

The two were very, very close. Even their breaths felt so distinct. Le Xiaoyao’s hands paused on her waist, motionless. Her gaze rested on Fu Jin’s slightly flushed face. It must be because she had been laughing so hard just now. This was the first time she had seen such a big emotional fluctuation from her…

Le Xiaoyao was reluctant to let go of her, wanting to get closer, to hold her, and even, to kiss her…