"Speaking of which, how long will it take you to embroider such a large piece?"
"Over a year."
Ji Jian responded with an "Oh" and didn't ask about the price; she knew her bounds.
The two chatted idly until Ji Jian began to feel drowsy and went off to sleep, finally giving Yi Chichi some peace and quiet.
A little past six in the afternoon, Wen Shi got home from work.
Sitting diligently in front of her embroidery frame, Yi Chichi didn't notice his return until the aroma of food reached her nose, snapping her out of her immersive work mode.
"When did you get back?"
"Almost an hour ago."
Wen Shi placed the boiled shrimp on the table and noticed her twisting her neck. Eagerly, he said, "Don't move, let me give you a massage."
Before he finished, he darted behind her like lightning and placed his big hands on her shoulders.
With one squeeze, Yi Chichi let out a yelp, startling him to the point of shivering all over.
"Does it hurt?"
"A bit lighter."
