CH 35

So by the time they finally reached the condiments section, the shopping cart was already piled up to the brim, and this was even after the service robot helped them carry some.

In the process of frantically adding things to the shopping cart, An Yan tried to stop the process, but the other party always replied with a smile: "Even if you add up all the things in this supermarket, it may not be worth as much as the high quality body bottle you gave me. If Yan Yan does not want me to buy these, then I will have to return that potion to you. "

An Yan had no choice but to give in.

When it was time to pay, An Yan watched the number on the scanner keep going up, and wanted to persuade Cheng Yi to put back some of the items.

But he was stopped by a smiling look from Cheng Yi before he could say anything.

An Yan was already weakening and didn’t know how to deal with this situation.  He could only sigh in his heart and feel even more grateful to Cheng Yi. At the same time, he was determined to treat Cheng Yi better in the future.

After paying, Cheng Yi directly put all the things he had just bought into a space button before handing it to An Yan, "Here you go."

"Huh?" An Yan was a bit confused for a moment.

He was aware of the existence of space buttons. It was said that although they all looked similar, the space inside them could be large or small and very flexible. Small ones could be used to store daily necessities; large ones could be used to store airships, equipment, and even mecha. But what did Cheng Yi mean by giving him a space knob?

Cheng Yi smiled lightly, "It’s for you."

An Yan hurriedly pushed the space button back, "No, I can’t take this, it’s too expensive."

Although An Yan had never used a space button before, he knew that no matter what kind it was, it was always expensive. He was certain that the space button Cheng Yi was giving him was worth much more than what was inside.

Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, "Yan Yan refuses my gift. Do you want me to return that potion to you? "

An Yan’s little face was almost wrinkled together. Cheng Yi was always using this to force him to accept things, and An Yan was getting angry.

He raised his face and looked at Cheng Yi with extra seriousness. "Senior, since I have already given you that potion and you have accepted it, then you shouldn’t mention returning it to me again. Its wrong, you know?"

An Yan thought he was being very serious, but to Cheng Yi, he was so fierce that he was simply adorable. It made his hands itch to pinch the tender face.

However, this idea obviously can’t be said, let alone expressed.  Cheng Yi forced himself to hold back his laughter and nodded with a tense face: "Yan Yan is right, this is really my fault. So are you angry with me? "

"I’m not angry, I just don’t want you to say that all the time," An Yan shook his head and stressed seriously, "But if you mention this matter again, I’m really going to be angry."

"Then I won’t mention it." Cheng Yi was particularly cooperative.

Only then was An Yan relieved. He felt that his attitude seemed too serious just now, so he hurriedly softened his tone to comfort Cheng Yi, "Senior, I really wasn’t angry just now, so don’t take it to heart."

Cheng Yi’s heart was about to melt when the little guy looked at him with apprehensive eyes and spoke in a worried tone. He sighed lightly and said in a hurt tone, "Of course I know what Yan Yan means, but Yan Yan doesn’t understand me."

"Huh?" An Yan was a little confused again.

"I am giving Yan Yan these gifts, just like Yan Yan gave me that potion," Cheng Yi was once again hit by An Yan’s little expression. He couldn’t help but give him a gentle pinch on his face before he was satisfied. "If I had rejected Yan Yan’s potion, Yan Yan would have felt sad, right?"

An Yan carefully recalled that if Cheng Yi had insistently refused to take his potion at that time, he would indeed have felt very sad.

So did Cheng Yi mean that, if he rejected his gifts, he would also feel as bad as that?

It seemed like he really shouldn’t refuse the other party’s gift ah.

An Yan vaguely felt as if something was not quite right, but he couldn’t think of exactly what was wrong. He nodded and said, "I understand. I am sorry, senior. "

"Then this space button ……" Cheng Yi placed the space button in front of An Yan.

An Yan hesitated for a moment, but finally took the space button with that little feeling that something was wrong: "Thank you, senior."

Having achieved his goal, Cheng Yi rubbed An Yan’s hair in satisfaction and said, "We’ve finished shopping. Shall we go home?"

"Yes, it’s getting late." An Yan nodded nervously, unaware of the deeper meaning of the word "home" in Cheng Yi’s words.

When they got home, An Yan went back to preparing dinner. He enlarged the recipe he had found earlier and placed it on the wall so that he could study it while handling the ingredients.

Cheng Yi originally wanted to help An Yan. However, An Yan's movements were clumsy and cute that Cheng Yi realised that it was his first time cooking. After appreciating them for a while, he asked: "Is Yan Yan cooking for the first time?"

An Yan also knew that his movements were awkward and he was so embarrassed that he blushed a little and gave a vague "mmm."

"If that’s the case, why don’t I cook this meal?" Cheng Yi suggested with a smile as he admired the little one’s blushing face.

An Yan blinked and tilted his head to look over, "Does senior know how to cook?"

"I’ve learned a bit before, but I’m not good at it." Cheng Yi looked at the way An Yan was holding the kitchen knife in his hand. Although he thought the little guy’s slow chopping of vegetables was cute, he was more worried that he would accidentally hurt himself.

"Senior is so good, just ……" An Yan was a bit hesitant. He also felt that his cooking speed was too slow and the taste of the food he made might not be too good. But Cheng Yi was a guest he had invited. How could he let him cook for himself?

Knowing An Yan’s train of thoughts, Cheng Yi simply walked over and took the kitchen knife out of An Yan’s hand: "Aren’t we friends? Why should Yan Yan be so polite to me?"

An Yan hesitated and had to say, with a red face, "Then I’ll trouble you, senior."

"It’s no trouble; it’s an honour for me to cook for Yan Yan." And this should make a good first impression on An Yan’s mother, right?

At that moment, Cheng Yi did not know that he had actually left a not-so-good first impression on An Mu a few days earlier.

After Cheng Yi took over the cooking task, An Yan became the one to be the helper. Of course, Cheng Yi was reluctant to let him really help. He just chatted with him or asked the little guy to wipe his sweat and feed him some food to improve their relationship.

So when An Mu came home from work, all she saw was the bizarre scene of the Cheng family’s eldest young master busy in the kitchen while her son stood leisurely eating a snack.

If the decorations in the house were not so familiar, An Mu would have wondered if she had gone to the wrong place and run into the Cheng family house.

But on closer inspection, the furnishings in the house didn’t seem so familiar. The coffee table and sofa had all been replaced with clean and fresh new cushions, and there was a brightly colored, fresh bouquet of flowers on the table. An Mu could even smell the faint scent of flowers.

The furniture around the room had been carefully polished and cleaned, giving the whole living room a new look.

While An Mu was surveying the freshness of the living room, An Yan, who was standing on the inside of the kitchen door, asked for the 18th time, "Do you want me to help you with anything?"

An Yan found it really hard to watch Cheng Yi sweating in there while he stood here enjoying a delicious snack.

Cheng Yi shook his head for the 18th time and turned back to An Yan with a doting smile. "No, if you’re bored, you can go play with the light brain in the living room for a while. I will soon be done over here. "

"No, I’ll just stay here with you." An Yan shook his head and added, "If there’s anything you need me to do, you must say so."

"Mhm." Cheng Yi replied with a smile and turned back to his busy activities.

An Mu, who was standing in the living room, saw this scene and suddenly felt that the eldest young master of the Cheng family seemed completely different from what she had imagined, or even the opposite.

But some people are very good at disguising their nature. Since her son was so innocent and easy to deceive, she, as a mother, could not let her guard down easily.

An Mu gave herself a good mental build-up and went to the kitchen, "Yan Yan, why are you standing here while the guest is busy in the kitchen? It’s too impolite. "

An Yan was startled by An Mu’s sudden appearance and hurriedly stood upright, blushing, "Mom! You’re back."

Cheng Yi also paused his hand movements immediately. He turned around and politely introduced himself, "Auntie, you’re back. My name is Cheng Yi. I’m An Yan’s good friend. "

After saying that, he immediately defended An Yan, saying, "Auntie, don’t blame Yan Yan, it was me who insisted on helping. I often do the same at home."

Cheng Lin would have sneered and spat at her son if she heard this: "What helping out? It would be really helpful if you could stop being so picky. "

An Mu had just said that out of courtesy and to see the attitude of the Cheng family’s young master. Her feelings towards him instantly improved at his answer.

She smiled and said warmly, "How can this be the same? You are a guest in the house today. How can we let a guest into the kitchen? Yan Yan, why don’t you quickly take Cheng Yi to the living room?"

An Yan was feeling guilty, so he nodded his head, "Okay."

This was the perfect opportunity to brush up on his goodwill, so how could Cheng Yi let it go so easily?

"No need, auntie. You don’t have to be so polite to me, " Cheng Yi shook his head. His attitude seemed particularly sincere, "You’ve been busy at work all day, and now that you’re home, it’s all the more important for you to get some rest."

After saying that, Cheng Yi also looked at An Yan and said, "Yan Yan, didn’t you say that you went to the supermarket today and bought some tonic for auntie? Quickly take it out for her."

An Yan felt that his mother was right and also felt that Cheng Yi had a point. After thinking about it for a while, he made a bold decision, "Then you two can go sit in the living room. I’ll take care of this side. It just so happens that I put the tonic by the sofa, so you can help me give it to mum directly. "

An Mu: "……" I suddenly feel that the eldest young master of the Cheng family is a little pitiful.

Cheng Yi: "…… "Yan Yan, don’t abandon me!"

"Well then. Cheng Yi, why don’t you and I go sit in the living room for a while. " An Mu seized the opportunity.

Even though Cheng Yi was reluctant, he could only nod, "Then I’ll leave this place to you, Yan Yan."

"Well, leave it to me." An Yan did not know what the two were thinking and nodded firmly.

Back in the living room, Cheng Yi waited for An Mu's signal before sitting down opposite her. He looked polite and different from his usual aloof and cold appearance.

An Mu glanced at Cheng Yi and said kindly, "Your name is Cheng Yi, right?"

Cheng Yi nodded, "Yes, auntie."

An Mu continued to ask, "How old are you?"

Cheng Yi took the initiative to give more information about himself. "I’m twenty years old, and I’m currently studying at the Central Star First College. I’m in the Mecha Major, starting my third year. "

An Mu nodded and began to ask for information about family members. "I heard that you have a younger brother?"

Since he was asked, Cheng Yi planned to use his brother to get closer: "Yes, my brother’s name is Cheng Yang. He is the same age as Yan Yan, and they will also be future classmates in the same major. They already met at my house, so they should be good friends in the future. "

An Mu deliberated for a moment before finally getting to the point: "Actually, I was quite surprised when I heard Yan Yan mention you. I know a bit about the Cheng family. It’s the number one mecha family and a military family, while our family is just a perfectly ordinary one."

Here it comes, here it comes, the big question is coming.

Cheng Yi’s heart was racing with thoughts, but his face did not show. He said calmly, "In my opinion, friendship does not require too much consideration of external factors, otherwise it will only add to the trouble. Besides, many things are only temporary. With Yan Yan’s strength, there is no way he will continue to be ordinary. I am instead worried that his light will be too bright and will cause many twists and turns."