Chapter 147 Cream Painting

The sunset glow is dim, but the bright and dazzling colors belong to Jiang Shiyuan. Pei Xiangwan uses the cream of the cake to paint for her.

Jiang Shiyuan didn't understand but she didn't stop her. "Wanwan, do you want to use me to attract ants?" Her face was still blushing, and she looked indescribably charming when she said this.

Pei Xiangwan ate all the cream to avoid wasting food, then leaned close to Jiang Shiyuan's ear and whispered, "Hire me."

Jiang Shiyuan turned her head away and bit her fingers, unwilling to reply. However, the puppy insisted on holding her fingers tightly. "Talk more, Jiang Jiang. It would be a pity if you didn't speak with such a beautiful voice."

She knew that Jiang Shiyuan indulged her, but it was hard for Jiang Shiyuan to believe Pei Xiangwan's lies. She promised to rest but let her eat in peace.

The hotel bed was quite soft, but Pei Xiangwan insisted on putting a pillow under Jiang Shiyuan's bed, and then knelt on the floor to show how tall he was.

"Wanwan." Jiang Shiyuan called out. She was scared because she was so close to the end of the bed, even though Pei Xiangwan was holding her ankles with both hands.

There was no response, so she called out a few more times in a crying voice. Only when Pei Xiangwan stood up and hugged her did she feel at ease.

"I love you." She whispered against Pei Xiangwan's neck. Although it was small, Pei Xiangwan heard it and responded, "I love you too."

After getting the answer, Jiang Shiyuan fell asleep contentedly. Pei Xiangwan carefully picked him up and automatically ignored the packaging bag at his feet and walked towards the bathroom.

During the process, the girl woke up once, and closed her eyes again due to fatigue. Pei Xiangwan's eyes were full of self-blame, and she touched Jiang Shiyuan's little face.

Pei Xiangwan couldn't help but take a few more glances at the strange color of the lava. The color was like the milky white light of moonlight, and when she raised her hand high, the white light penetrated her fingers.

Fortunately, she was covered with a layer of soft film, which protected her from the high temperature of the magma.

"I'm sorry, Jiang Jiang. I'll do it again next time." She kissed the forehead of the sleeping man and said shamelessly.

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The trees in spring are full of vitality, and the newly grown leaves do not completely cover the branches.

Ling Wan, who stopped under the tree, became a witness to the new life. She couldn't take a few more glances because the cold air around her drove her away.

She doesn't need to come to the head office. Managing the bakery and milk tea shop is enough to keep her busy, so she usually doesn't come unless there is a meeting. But recently she has been going to the company frequently to see someone.

But she had missed many times, and she was too embarrassed to contact Chen Cheng. She was the one who made the harsh words, so what right did she have to do so?

She overestimated herself, thinking that the strong heartbeat was caused by the other person accompanying her when she was helpless, but she gradually discovered that it was not the case.

Lieyang chased her into the company. This period of time was the busiest, so she always came at this time.

She seemed to be passing by Chen Cheng's office casually, but in fact it was planned. She would meet Chen Cheng every time she passed by before, so why was it so difficult now?

Moreover, the things Chen Cheng dealt with were complicated and numerous. Over time, she always stayed in the office. When she left the company, she was either handling things or going on business trips with Jiang Shiyuan. Ling Wan had an idea.

Chen Cheng is not in the company, otherwise how could I not meet him once.

Thinking about this, she knocked on the office door. She didn't even think of what to say and knocked on the door recklessly. There was no response. She tried the same thing several times and reached for the door handle for some unknown reason.

There was indeed someone inside, but it was not Chen Cheng.

"Oh my god! I was scared to death!" Xia Li breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the person clearly. She took out the potato chips that had been stuffed back into the drawer and said, "Sister Ling, you almost scared me to death."

"You..." Ling Wan hesitated to speak. It turned out that they had such a good relationship.

Xia Li chuckled foolishly, trying to cover up something. "Um... Sister Ling, can you please not tell Chen Cheng that I stole her snacks?"

The atmosphere was tense. Xia Li wanted to find an accomplice. If she could win over Ling Wan, she could save her life. She said flatteringly, "We can eat together." She pointed to the drawer.

Ling Wan looked inside the drawer and saw nothing in it. She chuckled and said, "But it's so empty. She'll know even if I don't tell her."

Xia Li just realized that he had eaten all the snacks that Chen Cheng had stored. He stepped forward to block the drawer with his hands clasped together, and said pitifully.

"Please don't tell Chen Cheng. Sister Ling, I can treat you to anything. Don't tell her, or I'll die."

Ling Wan's expression was calm. She smiled calmly and said, "I know. I won't tell."

Later, Ling Wan tried to chat with Xia Li to get time to stay, but of course she didn't get any time. Xia Li said, "Let's not chat anymore, Sister Ling. I have to get busy."

"Okay." She pursed her lips, and after struggling for a long time, she finally spoke, "Um... Is Chen Cheng busy recently?"

"Nothing else, it's just...I feel like she's been very busy lately." She asked in a normal tone.

Xia Li turned around, her expression a little shocked. "Chen Cheng has been on leave for a month. She's been free and easy for over a week now. Didn't she tell you?"

The answer hit Ling Wan hard. She felt very strange. She shook her head and said with a smile, "Maybe she's busy. I'll leave first."

Ling Wan walked out before Xia Li. Her steps were very fast as if she was running away, and her heart was filled with sourness.

She escaped to the balcony and breathed in the fresh air to relieve the boredom.

People are most afraid of nostalgia and longing. They cannot miss someone too much for fear of dwelling on the past; they cannot miss someone too much for fear of affecting their thinking and judgment.

The sun was still glaring in the sky. Ling Wan sat on a bench and said with a sad smile, "So I'm afraid of loneliness too..."

She is no longer young, so she naturally looks down on everything and starts to live more thoroughly. She regards pain as a test. She will be better if she can get through it. If she can't, she will still work hard to live.

Over time, she got used to being alone. At least she was happy because no one would hurt or disturb her.

She was like a bat afraid of the sun, wrapping herself with her wings and burying her fragile head in the safety line, but someone broke in, warm and simple.

She convinced herself that Chen Cheng just happened to understand her, but Chen Cheng's love was so obvious and warm that she couldn't ignore it. She saw it clearly and got used to it.

Looking at the clean white clouds, Ling Wan made up her mind and called Chen Cheng. She thought the other party would not answer the phone, after all, she was a bad person. Unexpectedly, the call went through.

In a corner that she didn't know, she was regarded as special by Chen Cheng. Even the incoming phone ringtone was special because Chen Cheng was afraid that he would not be able to answer Ling Wan's call in the first time.

"Hello, Sister Ling." Her voice was hoarse.

Ling Wan forgot the time difference between the two places. After saying sorry, she said, "You should rest first."

"It's okay... Sister Ling, is there something urgent for me?"

"I think..." Ling Wan paused for a moment before continuing, "I think... should I move forward?"

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London

Pei Xiangwan was very well behaved the whole day, but Jiang Shiyuan stayed in bed whenever she had no classes. She had planned not to waste the rest of her time, but her body didn't allow her to go out.

Pei Xiangwan walked to the bed with the ointment, bent down and kissed the little fox, and said softly, "Apply the ointment first, and then go to sleep, okay?"

Jiang Shiyuan pushed her away mercilessly, buried his face in the quilt, and mumbled, "Don't touch me."