Zhoutian.
An Xinghe usually goes out at eight o'clock and arrives at Lu Wanying's residence at nine o'clock. Lu Rong, who was originally at home on weekends, went to the construction site to work under the pretext of rushing to finish the work. This time, Lu Wanying did not stop him.
If Lu Rong was still at home, she would not be able to hide the fact that she was working part-time at the hotel. Only An Xinghe knew about this.
When An Xinghe arrived, Lu Wanying had already started working on the test paper he left behind yesterday.
I looked at many questions for a long time but couldn't understand them. I felt sleepy and my eyelids drooped from time to time, and my head shook as if nodding.
"Didn't you sleep well last night?" An Xinghe asked with concern when he saw her look.
Lu Wanying immediately came to her senses and said, "No."
An Xinghe slowly walked to her side. According to the schedule, she had already started working on a single question for half an hour.
He suddenly realized that she was sleepy while doing the questions.
"Don't worry, take your time. I have confidence that I can improve your grades." An Xinghe comforted considerately.
Lu Wanying raised her head and looked at him pitifully, "I have no confidence. Can I not learn?"
She really has no interest in studying.
An Xinghe saw her pain and felt quite distressed. He indulged her and said, "Actually, you don't have to learn."
Lu Wanying's eyes lit up, but the second half of his sentence made her eyes dim suddenly.
"But I can't explain to my uncle."
Yes, he couldn't deliver on his mission, and she couldn't deliver on her mission either.
The most important thing is that she doesn't want her father to worry about her studies.
Lu Wanying rubbed her eyes with her hands and perked up her spirits. "Let's get started."
An hour later.
She went to the living room to use the bathroom.
The cell phone she placed on the table suddenly lit up, and An Xinghe subconsciously looked over.
"Do you have time? Come out and play."
The person who sent the message was Lou Zhijing.
His expression darkened and he ignored her.
Seeing that she didn't reply, Lou Zhijing called her directly.
The bell rang, and An Xinghe couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.
He took his phone, walked out, and said towards the bathroom, "Wanying, Zhijing called."
Lu Wanying had diarrhea and her mind wasn't on his words. She subconsciously thought he was calling her and blurted out, "Just answer it."
As soon as he finished speaking, An Xinghe picked up the phone.
"Wanying."
"etc."
Lu Wanying just reacted and hurriedly tried to stop him, but she was still a step too late.
The two voices rang out in unison.
Lou Zhijing was stunned for a moment. Didn't Wanying answer his call with her phone? Why did the voice sound so far away from the phone?
Just when he was puzzled, An Xinghe's voice rang out, "Wanying is in the bathroom."
With a "bang", his head suddenly seemed to explode, leaving a blank. Lou Zhijing couldn't believe it and stammered, "Xinghe...you and Wanying...why are you together?"
An Xinghe didn't answer, but in Lou Zhijing's opinion, it confirmed his own guess.
"Are you and Wanying in love?" Lou Zhijing guessed in shock, feeling mixed emotions.
He had always wanted to see An Xinghe fall in love, but he never expected that his love interest would be Lu Wanying, whom he had a crush on.
Anger flashed through my heart, but more of it was surprise.
Sensing that something was wrong, Lu Wanying hurried out of the bathroom and was about to grab the phone to explain. An Xinghe looked at her and explained slowly, "I'm tutoring her at her house."
"Ah?" Lou Zhijing was a little surprised by this answer.
Are the two really not in love?
But he knew An Xinghe's character. If that really didn't happen, he would deny it immediately.
But just now... not only did he not give a direct answer, he also answered the question slowly, giving him plenty of time to let his imagination run wild.
Seeing that his goal had been achieved, An Xinghe took the initiative to hand the phone to Lu Wanying.
"Zhijing, An Xinghe... is indeed giving me extra lessons. What's the matter?" Lu Wanying couldn't help but glare at him in reproach. He didn't explain clearly just now.
Lou Zhijing immediately lost interest in asking her out to play. His voice was as listless as an eggplant hit by frost. "It's okay. Go study. I won't bother you anymore."
Lou Zhijing hung up the phone.
Lu Wanying could hear a hint of dejection in his words. What happened?
Her eyes suddenly turned to An Xinghe. What role did he play in this?
She didn't have any problem with his answer just now, so why did she feel that Lou Zhijing had misunderstood?
However, ever since An Xinghe told her last time that Lou Zhijing wanted to pursue her, she has been keeping her distance. If he plans to give up pursuing her, everyone will be happy.
Don’t think about it, who cares.
"Continue studying." An Xinghe said calmly, not seeming to feel that he had done anything wrong.
Lu Wanying once again devoted herself to studying.
At eleven o'clock, Lu Wanying hurriedly finished her lunch and was about to go out when An Xinghe suddenly called her.
She still had rice in her mouth, her face puffed up as she looked at him and said vaguely, "What's wrong?"
An Xinghe's long legs approached her, and he lowered his head. Their breaths intertwined. Lu Wanying's body tensed, her pupils widened, and she looked at him in shock.
His head was getting closer and closer to her. She could smell the refreshing scent of shower gel on his body. His sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, straight nose, and thin lips were full of temptation...
What is he going to do?
She couldn't help swallowing, and her face gradually turned red.
An Xinghe caught a glimpse of her movements from the corner of his eye, a smile flashed across his eyes, and his slender fingers wiped the remaining rice from the corner of her mouth and handed it to her, "There is rice."
The white and tender rice immediately broke her wild thoughts. Her face suddenly became embarrassed. She didn't dare to look at him. She said "I'm leaving" and ran out, as if she was escaping in panic.
An Xinghe saw her receding figure, the smile on his lips grew deeper and deeper, his eyes fell on the rice on his fingertips, and he subconsciously put it into his mouth.
This rice is surprisingly sweet.
She was very close to the hotel, only taking a ten-minute bus ride to get there. After getting off the bus, she took out her cell phone and took a picture. Her face was as red as an apple.
What was she thinking about just now?
During the time she spent with An Xinghe, he never did anything inappropriate, except for sometimes... when he was too ambiguous, causing her to have wild thoughts.
She slapped her face to sober herself up and not forget that An Xinghe had a girl he liked.
She changed into the hotel's work clothes and began to bustle around the restaurant. The peak dining hours are usually from 11:30 to 12:30, and after this busy period, the number of customers becomes scarce.
She felt her mouth was a little dry, so she went to the tea room for the staff.
There was another colleague in the tea room, with whom I had an average relationship, who was serving hot water.
"Wanying, bring your cup here and I'll put it in for you." This was the first time my colleague said this so enthusiastically.
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