After Binding the Tag System, All the Women Became Perverted-Chapter 122 - 123 Shopping

The car finally arrived at the mall.

After parking the car, my "suffering time" officially began.

Shopping with women, especially five women of different styles and full of enthusiasm, is absolutely a double torture for both the body and mind.

From women’s clothing stores to jewelry stores, and then to cosmetics counters... they browsed each store, trying on each item, enjoying themselves immensely.

And I am that mobile clothes rack, the walking ATM (although they mostly pay for it themselves), and most importantly, the aesthetic judgment machine.

"Silence, how about this one?"

"MoMo, do you think this color suits me?"

"Brother, isn’t this skirt too short?"

"Silence, does this bag match?"

In my straight male eyes, they look good in anything!

She’s beautiful and has a great figure; she’d look good even in a burlap sack!

But saying this once is praise, but saying it ten times becomes perfunctory.

I could only rack my brains and try to find some different adjectives:

"Hmm...this one makes you look elegant!"

"This color suits your skin tone very well!"

"This makes the little one look very lively!"

"Tangtang looks absolutely stunning in this!"

"That wheat ear... is so cool!"

I feel like I’ve used up all the compliments I’ve ever learned in my life; my tongue is practically tied in knots.

What’s even more torturous is that they always like to flirt with me while they’re trying on clothes.

Shen Youyi deliberately twirled in front of me, her skirt fluttering; Su Wantang tried on a slightly low-cut dress, blushing as she asked me if it looked good; Mai Sui occasionally threw me a slightly provocative yet alluring look; even Aunt Liu and my mother would casually ask for my opinion when trying on coats, their mature charm and smiling eyes were even more captivating.

I could only keep my eyes closed and my mind focused, trying my best to suppress the rising anger in my lower abdomen, and silently recite the Heart-Cleansing Mantra.

finally!

After visiting countless stores, and with my legs feeling like they were about to give way, my shopping spree came to an end.

We had lunch at the mall’s food court, just something quick and easy.

I was originally planning to buy some simple food to take home, but the ladies didn’t want to go back at all once they started shopping.

As for the two "men left behind" at home?

Send them a message and tell them to make themselves instant noodles or order takeout; I can’t worry about that now.

The highlight of the afternoon was purchasing barbecue ingredients.

After resting for a while, we stormed into a high-end imported supermarket.

As soon as they entered the fresh produce section, Mom and Aunt Liu went straight to select meat, seafood, and vegetables.

The remaining three girls, Shen Youyi, Su Wantang, and Mai Sui, were like birds released from their cages. Each of them pushed a shopping cart and cheered as they rushed towards the snack section.

"Potato chips! Mine!"

"Chocolate! I have to try this new flavor!" 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Jelly! Take a few more boxes!"

"Wheat Ear! Why are you taking so many spicy strips?!"

"Mind your own business! The potato chips you’re holding are the ones with the most calories!"

"Hmph! Tangtang, look at her!"

"I...I think this seaweed crisp looks pretty good..."

"Ah! I saw that first! Shen Youyi, put it down!"

"Hehehe, whoever gets it keeps it! Come and chase me!"

"Wheat Ear! Stop her for me!"

Three youthful and beautiful figures chased and played among the dazzling array of goods on the shelves, their silvery laughter and coquettish voices rising and falling.

Shen Youyi, taking advantage of her agility, snatched the cookie that Su Wantang had her eye on. Su Wantang stomped her feet and chased after her, but Mai Sui, with a mischievous grin, intercepted it halfway and held the cookie high in the air.

Su Wantang jumped up and down to reach it, while Shen Youyi took the opportunity to tickle Mai Sui. The three of them laughed and joked, squeezing together, and the shopping cart was knocked crooked.

The faint hint of jealousy that had been there in the car seemed to have temporarily dissipated in this childish squabble, leaving only the pure, bright, and energetic spirit of a young girl.

I pushed the cart behind them, watching them bicker, and a smile involuntarily crept onto my face. I casually took an extra portion of each of the snacks they were "fighting over" and put it in the cart.

With bags and packages crammed into the trunk, it was already past 3 p.m. when we returned to the villa.

After carrying the things into the kitchen, Mai Sui said, "I’m going upstairs to put some things down," and then turned and went upstairs.

Looking at her slightly frail figure, that feeling of guilt welled up in my heart again.

Today at the mall, although the atmosphere eased up in the end, I noticed her silence and the occasional flashes of sadness.

Without much hesitation, I followed her. When I arrived at her door, I knocked.

"who?"

"I."

The door opened, and Mai Sui was a little surprised to see me.

I stepped inside, closed the door behind me, and then, without saying a word, pulled her into a tight embrace.

"I’m sorry," I said quietly, burying my face in the crook of her neck, "I... neglected you a little today."

Mai Sui’s body stiffened for a moment, then slowly relaxed, and her arms wrapped around my waist.

Her voice was soft, tinged with self-deprecation: "It’s not your fault... I was the one who insisted on squeezing in."

But as she spoke, her voice choked with emotion, and I could feel warm tears dripping onto my neck. "But... silence..."

She looked up, her eyes red-rimmed, like a wounded little animal. "Could you... possibly... leave a little space for me in your heart? Just a small space... that’s enough... I’m not greedy..."

Seeing her trying so hard to hold back her tears, my heart felt like it was being ripped apart.

Any words are superfluous.

I cupped her face in my hands, lowered my head, and kissed her slightly cool lips deeply, silencing all her unease and grievances.

The kiss carried apology, tenderness, and an undeniable promise.

Her response gradually became more enthusiastic, starting from her initial passivity, and she wrapped her arms tightly around my neck.

After a long while, their lips parted.

I pressed my forehead against hers, looked into her eyes, and said, word by word, "Just like I said, wheat ears. My love for each and every one of you is the same. There are no big or small, no order of precedence. You are you, a unique wheat ear. Here,"

I tapped my heart, "I will always have a complete share of you."

Mai Sui looked at me, tears finally streaming down her face, but the corners of her mouth slowly turned up, and she nodded vigorously: "Mm!"

Just then, Shen Youyi’s clear, slightly annoyed voice came from downstairs: "Silence! Mai Sui! Where have you been hiding?"

Mai Sui and I smiled at each other, and I wiped away the tears on her face.

"Let’s go."

As soon as I came downstairs, Shen Youyi rushed up to me like a little cannonball, sniffing me all over like a puppy, her eyes full of scrutiny.

"Hey! Youyou! What are you doing!" I was both amused and exasperated, and quickly pushed her head away.

"Hmph!" Shen Youyi put her hands on her hips, speaking with righteous indignation, "Let me smell! Let’s see what ’good deeds’ you two have been secretly doing upstairs!"

I blushed at her blunt "inspection," and became a little annoyed: "How could I be that fast! Don’t you know how long it takes me? Shen—You—Yi—!"

I deliberately dragged out my voice when I called her name.

Sure enough, Shen Youyi’s face turned bright red instantly, like a boiled shrimp.

She stamped her foot, both ashamed and angry: "You...you’re talking nonsense! I...how would I know! I don’t know what you’re talking about!"

She was making a blatant attempt to cover up her misdeeds.

My mother, Aunt Liu, Su Wantang, and Mai Sui, who were watching the scene, couldn’t help but laugh out loud at her reaction.

Shen Youyi was so embarrassed by the laughter that she didn’t dare to "provoke" her mother and Aunt Liu. She screamed and pounced on Su Wantang and Mai Sui, who were closest to her, and started tickling them: "Ah! I’ll teach you to laugh! I’ll teach you to laugh! Take this!"

"Ah! Youyou, stop fooling around!"

"Haha...it’s so itchy...Su Wantang, help!"

The three girls immediately burst into laughter and playful wrestling, instantly dispelling the subtle atmosphere created by the little incident.

After the laughter and merriment, it’s time to get down to business.

We divided the work among ourselves, taking the ingredients for the BBQ that night out of the bags, washing what needed to be washed, chopping what needed to be chopped, and marinating what needed to be marinated.

Beef, mutton, chicken wings, shrimp, scallops, corn, eggplant, green peppers... all sorts of things were spread out on the counter.

Now it’s time for me to show off my real skills.

With a slight thought, the "God of Cookery" tag silently entered his body.

Buzz!

In an instant, it was as if I had been enlightened! Countless pieces of knowledge about cooking, techniques, and the essence of heat control flooded into my mind like a vast galaxy.

The essence of China’s eight major cuisines, the wonders of local delicacies, and even the secrets of Western-style barbecue are all clearly explained and readily available.

My gaze instantly became focused and sharp, and my entire demeanor changed, as if I were the king of this domain, standing in front of the stove.

Dad and Uncle Su must have heard the commotion, because they ran over from the yard, peeking out and asking, "Oh, you’re starting to prepare? Do you need any help?"

Without even looking up, Mom was deftly scoring the chicken wings. Hearing this, she dismissed him, saying, "No need! You two, the biggest help you can give is not to cause trouble. Go watch your TV, the game isn’t over yet."

Aunt Liu smiled and chimed in, "That’s right, it’s a small place here, there’s not much room to turn around, you guys should rest here."

The two men, thoroughly annoyed by the criticism, could only shrug and wander back to the living room, leaving the battle entirely to their mother and Aunt Liu.