Chapter 47: Nan Xing Felt Tingling All Over Her Body

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Beneath the black umbrella, Li Beitian’s tall and upright figure towered over Nan Xing by a full head.

He looked down at Nan Xing, his dark, lustrous eyes resembling brilliant stars beneath a deep night sky.

They were filled with a soft, shimmering radiance.

Nan Xing’s small hands were tightly enveloped within Li Beitian’s. The heat radiating from his palm felt like a jolt of electricity, easily igniting the fuse buried deep within her heart.

A tingling sensation spread throughout Nan Xing’s entire body. She swallowed hard, her heart fluttering like a frightened little deer.

After a brief pause, Nan Xing smiled and said, "Fourth Uncle, you can just wait in the car. I’ll be right back."

With that, Nan Xing tried to pull her hand back.

She had intended to snatch the umbrella away, but she failed to budge her hand.

Instead of succeeding, her action only prompted Li Beitian to tighten his grip further.

Whether intentional or accidental, Li Beitian’s calloused fingertips lightly brushed against the back of her hand.

In an instant, Nan Xing’s heart raced even faster.

The next second, she heard Li Beitian’s authoritative voice brooking no argument: "What do you want to buy? I'll go with you."

Nan Xing’s ears burned with heat, and she ultimately gave up.

Besides, Li Beitian was considerably taller than her. At that moment, she was standing on her tiptoes, her head tilted slightly upward.

She held no advantage whatsoever, neither in height nor in strength.

Nan Xing let out a deflated sigh, losing any trace of her previous bravado. She stood obediently in place like an obedient little kitten and said, "Alright then, sorry to trouble you, Fourth Uncle."

As Nan Xing’s words trailed off, a smile finally appeared on Li Beitian’s face.

Only then did he slightly raise his palm, releasing Nan Xing.

Taking the opportunity, Nan Xing withdrew her hand, shuffled a bit closer beneath the umbrella, and walked side by side with Li Beitian.

The night market street ran from north to south, leading straight to the seaside at its end, which meant the terrain sloped lower and lower.

Coupled with the slippery road in the rain, the two of them walked very slowly.

Along the way, they passed several gentle slopes. Fearing that Nan Xing might slip and fall, Li Beitian used his free hand to gently steady her arm, tilting the umbrella as much as possible toward her side.

When they reached a department store, Nan Xing stood under the light at the entrance and realized that, all the way here, a large portion of Li Beitian’s shoulder had already been drenched.

"Fourth Uncle, your clothes are wet."

A trace of guilt welled up in Nan Xing’s heart—though not entirely overwhelming—and she raised a finger to point at his right shoulder.

Li Beitian glanced in the direction of her finger, his gaze ultimately landing on her face as he said in a low voice, "It doesn't matter. Better than you getting wet."

Nan Xing pursed her lips, told Li Beitian to wait at the entrance, and walked into the department store.

Initially, Li Beitian was uneasy and intended to follow her inside.

However, when Nan Xing used a stern tone to announce, "Forbidden territory for women; males are strictly prohibited from entering without permission,"

Li Beitian pulled back the leg he had already stepped forward.

Watching the young girl’s swaying figure retreating into the store, Li Beitian suddenly understood.

Ah, I see.

Nan Xing was going to buy feminine hygiene products.

Well, since he wasn't allowed inside, he would just obediently wait outside.

Li Beitian closed the umbrella, his tall figure standing beneath the eaves as he paused to admire the curtain of rain.

Nan Xing had gotten her period some time ago, and it was only shortly after getting into the car that she remembered her sanitary pads were running low.

After picking out a few brands she regularly used from the shelf, Nan Xing headed to the checkout counter.

There weren't many people waiting in line ahead of her. Standing at the very back of the crowd, Nan Xing cast a casual glance and spotted something on the shelf right next to the cashier.

A small blue box, starting with the letter D.

As she looked at it, some whimsical, imaginative scenes instantly flooded her mind.

"Young lady, it's your turn. Are you checking out? If not, I'm going ahead."

An older woman pushing a shopping cart piled high with vegetables reminded her from behind.

Boom.

Nan Xing’s cheeks flushed as brightly as if injected with adrenaline, turning red all the way to her ears.

"……Auntie, right away, please give me just a moment."

Nan Xing sheepishly withdrew her gaze and began taking out the sanitary products one by one to scan the barcodes.

After checking out, Nan Xing let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, no one had noticed, or she would have truly embarrassed herself beyond redemption.

At the same time, Nan Xing felt secretly grateful that Li Beitian hadn’t followed her in.

Otherwise, he might have thought she had a fixation on mangoes.

By the time Li Beitian finished smoking a cigarette, he saw Nan Xing walking out from inside.

He hurriedly shook the raindrops off the umbrella and opened it up.

The moment Nan Xing stepped close enough, she reached up to hold the umbrella overhead.

"Fourth Uncle, guess what good thing I bought?"

Nan Xing didn't rush to move, keeping her small hands tucked behind her back, concealing whatever she was holding.

Li Beitian paused slightly, looking somewhat awkward as he asked, "Didn't you tell me not to follow you inside just now? Is it feminine hygiene products?"

Nan Xing couldn't help curving her lips into a smile and shook her head. "Not that."

"Not that?" Li Beitian was taken aback.

Wasn't it she who had said moments ago: "Forbidden territory for women; males keep out unless permitted"?

Could it mean something different from what he had assumed?

Nan Xing was amused by his solemn, contemplative expression and suddenly brought her hands out from behind her back.

Li Beitian looked closely and saw two grilled sausages.

One was corn-flavored; the other was cartilage-flavored.

"The very last two, I was lucky enough to get them! Fourth Uncle, do you like the corn one or the cartilage one?"

Nan Xing shook the grilled sausages in her hand, their appetizing aroma wafting through the air as she asked him to choose.

Li Beitian fell silent.

It wasn't that he didn't want to choose, it was just that... he never ate junk food of this sort.

Sensing his thoughts, Nan Xing explained, "These grilled sausages are different from the ordinary ones. They're handmade by a conscientious shop owner, completely natural and harmless. Fourth Uncle, you can eat it with absolute peace of mind."

"Hmm?"

Li Beitian lowered his gaze to inspect the sausage in Nan Xing’s hand, his expression showing a hint of distaste.

"Fourth Uncle, hurry up and choose, or else they won't taste good once they get cold." Nan Xing took another bite and urged him.

With stiff movements, Li Beitian took the one offered to him, holding the umbrella with one hand and walking step-for-step beside Nan Xing.

The two of them thus strolled back together in the rain.

One umbrella, two people, each holding a grilled sausage.

Especially considering Li Beitian was dressed in a full suit and tie.

The picture was not hard to imagine.

Even the driver in the car couldn't help widening his eyes at the sight.

What had he just witnessed?

Fourth Master was leisurely strolling and eating a grilled sausage with the eldest miss of the Nan family, Nan Xing?

For someone as rigorous and solemn as Li Beitian, this scene was practically a once-in-a-lifetime spectacle!

Taking advantage of Li Beitian’s distraction, the driver swiftly whipped out his pocket-sized camera and snapped a shutter.

Nan Xing’s crafty peach-blossom eyes blinked, taking in the driver’s petty action completely.

Yet a moment later, Nan Xing lowered her head, curving her lips slightly into a smile, acting as if nothing had happened at all.