The Kitty Became a Cutie and Was Pampered in the 80s

Chapter 2143: Chapter 2143: Eighteenth Coming-of-Age Ceremony (25)

When you really like someone, even possessive jealousy becomes sweet.

That’s how Ruan Jiaojiao felt at the moment.

Duan Xi’s assertiveness didn’t make her dislike him; instead, it sweetened her heart.

She turned her head, wrapped her small hands around his neck, stood on tiptoe, and deliberately bit his lips, saying, "Brother Xi, you’re so domineering." Then, with a hint of shyness, "But I like it."

The last bit of her liking was once again dissolved in the embrace of their lips.

The room was filled with an ambiance of affection and sweetness.

"Sweetie, sweetie, aren’t you up yet?" Outside, Ruan Jianguo lowered his voice to call twice through the door. He thought Ruan Jiaojiao hadn’t gotten up yet and didn’t want to disturb her sleep, also fearing she might miss the time to eat her birthday noodles.

Feeling a bit awkward about whether to wait a bit longer, the door opened, and Ruan Jianguo immediately put on a smile: "Sweetie, daddy wishes you a happy birth..." His words suddenly cut off, eyes wide with disbelief at Duan Xi coming out from inside.

Duan Xi nodded politely at him, then sidestepped him and headed downstairs.

"Duan Xi!" It wasn’t until he was down the stairs that Ruan Jianguo reacted and yelled at him, thus starting a joyful day for the Ruan family.

Inside the room, Ruan Jiaojiao shrugged her little shoulders, pursed her lips, and smiled exceptionally sweetly.

It was ten minutes later when Ruan Jiaojiao came down to eat noodles, which were the longevity noodles personally made early in the morning by the Ruanlin family.

The Ruan family’s dining table could be extended, usually taking seven or eight people when compact and over twenty when extended.

Everyone in the Ruan family was having noodles today, but except for Ruan Jiaojiao’s, all others were made by Hong Ping, in the same style as before, with wood ear mushrooms and shredded meat soup base, and two poached eggs at the bottom of the bowl.

In these years, unless it involved Ruan Jiaojiao, it was rare for all nine brothers to gather together like this, just like in their childhood days, having breakfast together.

So everyone felt quite emotional, and thought the noodles were especially delicious, eating with delight.

Only Ruan Jianguo wasn’t quite in the mood, his eyes focused on Duan Xi, glaring until his eyes turned red.

But no matter how he tried, Duan Xi didn’t seem to notice his gaze. Duan Xi even stretched his chopsticks into Ruan Jiaojiao’s bowl to pick up half of the fried egg she had eaten.

"Ahem, ahem..." Ruan Jianguo coughed warningly twice.

Duan Xi acted as if he didn’t hear, his chopsticks paused not a bit. Instead, Ruan Jiaojiao looked up and asked with concern, "Dad, do you have a cold? Do you need some medicine?"

"..." Ruan Jianguo.

He didn’t need medicine; he wanted to eat someone alive.

But he couldn’t say that, could he? Today was Ruan Jiaojiao’s birthday; how could he spoil her good mood, so Ruan Jianguo could only say amiably, "Sweetie, daddy doesn’t have a cold, no need for medicine."

"Oh, is your appetite not good then? Have some of these pickled cucumbers; grandma’s pickled cucumbers are really good," Ruan Jiaojiao then got up and clipped a piece of cucumber into Ruan Jianguo’s bowl.

Seeing how concerned his daughter was for him, Ruan Jianguo couldn’t help but feel a bit warmed inside. At the same time, a sense of unexplainable pride welled up, allowing him to puff out his chest as he looked at Duan Xi, feeling that as a father, he still held more importance in Ruan Jiaojiao’s heart compared to this young lad.

Only when the pickled cucumber entered his mouth did Ruan Jianguo’s whole face scrunch up instantly. Oof... so sour.