Chapter 25 - Strawberry Pancakes Durian Candy

"Since things have already come to this point, why not give it a try?"

Looking at the puppy-like handwriting on the card, I tugged at the corners of my mouth but couldn't muster a smile. I raised my hand, intending to throw the card away, paused for a moment, and casually stuffed it into my pocket. Letting out a sigh, I turned around and walked away...

Meng Yuangui leaned against the door, sliding down slowly bit by bit. Just as he was about to sit on the ground, he suddenly stood up quickly and entered the room. He ran to the wardrobe and started rummaging through it...

Qi'er's short hair was casually tousled with hair gel, and she applied glittering eyeshadow. She wore a green sequined crop top that revealed her toned and fair waist. Her black ultra-short shorts showcased her slender and powerful legs. With a slight curve on her red lips, she swiped her finger across her phone, setting the wild beast free from its cage in the music. She moved the steel pole disguised as a coat hanger stand in the living room to the front of the mirror, gracefully wrapping her arms around it.

With the rhythm of the music, relying on the coordination of every organ in their body, they executed powerful and sensually captivating movements. Every toss of the head, hanging upside down, spin, and bending at the waist were all accomplished on what seemed like fragile steel poles.

Once upon a time, Meng Yuegui was also a naive teenager who cringed at the sight of pole dancing, just like everyone else, considering it to be, well, you know. It wasn't until middle school when he watched a video of a male pole dancer that he realized what a awe-inspiring art form it could be. It embodied both sensuality and strength, seduction and gracefulness. He fell in love with the joy that dance brought him, and sweating it out on the pole provided him with moments of relief.

Meng Yuanguo tirelessly continued to dance, considering it a brief moment of rest and reorganization in between. He danced for over two hours. After putting away the steel pipe, he performed some simple stretching exercises. He turned on the water heater and then sat down to watch television.

Meng Yao was feeling very anxious before, after all, he had made such an incredible decision. But now he's much better. Indeed, there is nothing that can't be solved with two hours of pole dancing. And if there is, then just add another two hours.

After Meng returned to his senses for a moment, he felt that his mouth had no taste again. He got up and went to the refrigerator.

"Wow! Strawberry pancakes." Meng Yuegui exclaimed as if she had found a treasure, taking them out. But suddenly, she remembered - these were also a gift from Tang Muyan!"

Lately, from dolls to food, from trinkets to jewelry, from men's clothing to women's clothing, Tang Muyan has given them all. At first, Meng Yuegui felt guilty and always felt the need to return a gift. However, what remains unchanged is that Meng Yuegui still feels guilty, but he really can't afford to reciprocate anymore. He is a middle-class person, hey! Sending some food and small items is naturally affordable, even ordinary clothes are fine. But the watches, bracelets, and silk products that you, old man, bought, I really can't afford them!

These things cannot be repaid as gifts, and when returned, people won't accept them either. There's really no way out!

With a heart filled with resentment, Meng Yu Gui forcefully stabbed an innocent strawberry pancake with a fork. There was no other way; he could only seek solace for his taste buds with the sweet cream and fresh strawberries, thus pacifying his restless emotions...

The next day, Meng Yu Gui arrived at "Schrödinger's Coffee Shop" as agreed. Pushing open the door, the cherry blossom wind chimes tinkled with a pleasant sound. With just a glance, Meng Yu Gui spotted Tang Mu Yan. Hmm, still as eye-catching as ever.

Today, Tang Muyan did not tie up her hair, letting her golden long hair cascade over her shoulders. Her emerald green eyes gazed out the window, a faint smile gracing her lips. Her white shirt revealed her collarbone, and her perfect hand rested against her sharply defined chin.

"Oh, hey there, handsome. What are you looking at? Beautiful ladies, perhaps?" Meng Yuigui pulled out a chair across from Tang Muyan and sat down, maliciously teasing him to cover up his own nervousness. However, his unnatural movements had already given him away, but Tang Muyan had no intention of exposing him.

"Two of you, what do you need?"

Tang Muyan made a gesture of invitation, smiling as he looked at him.

Meng Yuegui took the menu and flipped through it. When she saw that the cappuccino had a latte art design of a little rabbit, she pretended to be calm and said, "A cup of cappuccino." After saying that, she even pointed at the latte art of the little rabbit.

"Do you want a latte art? What kind of design would you like?"

At this moment, there were ten thousand mythical creatures running through Meng Yuanyue's mind. I've clearly pointed at the little rabbit, can't you see?

Meng Yuegui's face turned red as she watched. Tang Muyan suppressed his laughter and intervened, "He wants a latte with latte art in the shape of a rabbit. I'll have a black coffee. And also a serving of mango sago dessert, thank you."

"Okay, wait a moment."

"Hey! You're the one who ordered it, I didn't want such a childish design."

"Fine, fine, fine, it's all my fault."

"It was originally your fault!" Meng Yu Gui pouted and Tang Mu Yan, smitten by his cuteness, reached out and playfully poked him.

"Sweet Milk, it's been a while since you styled your hair like this," Tang Muyan teased as he lightly tousled the comma-shaped bangs that Meng Yuegui had created with a small amount of hair gel. He smiled and said, "I still prefer you with full bangs."

"Ah? Don't you have any sense of aesthetics? Clearly, this way is more appealing."

Hmm, it's a bit attention-grabbing. I'm afraid that if others start to fancy you, I wouldn't be happy to see them giving you extra glances.

Meng turned and gave him a glance, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily lifted. However, the words that came out were, "What are you talking about? I am not yours."

"How come you're not mine? You're mine now."

"Tut, lower your voice."

Tang Muyan smiled and looked towards the waiter who walked over holding a tray.

"Please enjoy your meal," the two were told.

Mengyuegui held a white porcelain cup in both hands, her eyes filled with tiny stars as she gazed at the white little rabbit.

The mobile phone captured this scene, and Tang Muyan genuinely felt for the first time that mobile phones were not bad.

Meng Yuanguixin had been appreciating it for a long time before finally making up his mind to start drinking...

After finishing the coffee and snacks, Meng Yue handed a pink round tin box to Tang Mu Yan.

"What is this?"

"Here, this is for you. Durian candy."

"Why did you suddenly think of giving me this thing?"

"Not a gift, but a tribute!"

"Alright, I'll give it to you. But why did you suddenly think of giving me this thing?"

"Uh, I was thinking of getting you something... Ah, no. I mean, giving you something. I happened to watch a movie recently, and they mentioned durian candy in it, so I bought this for you."

"Ah, I saw it too. To say it's durian, it's really durian. Giving this candy is..." Tang Muyan didn't continue speaking, the smile on his face becoming even more alluring.

"You're kidding, right? You also watch that kind of movie."

"En."

Meng Yuezhi suddenly felt an urge to jump into the Yellow River...