Chapter 595: She is so charming, he can’t get enough of her



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After Lu Guanghan came over, the three of them went directly to the restaurant.

When entering the private room, Lu Guanghan suddenly stopped, tilted his head slightly, and looked in the direction of the spiral staircase.

Lu Wanwan was surprised and looked over, only to see a figure standing at the entrance of the stairs. From the back, it was a man.

What's so good about this?

Lu Wanwan squinted his eyes, observed carefully, and suddenly found that this back... was Gu Qiaobei!

Didn't Lu Guanghan forbid people to mention Gu Qiaobei's name in front of him, but he himself stared at Gu Qiaobei's back so intently...

Ha, men, are all animals who say one thing and think another.

Lu Wanwan despised it.

However, if Gu Qiaobei is here, will Han Jingmo be here too?

Lu Wanwan was delighted and stood on tiptoe to look over there. However, things don't always go as planned. She looked around but didn't see Han Jingmo.

Gu Qiaobei had probably finished his meal and only stayed at the stairs for a moment before turning around and going downstairs.

His back slowly disappeared from sight, but Lu Guanghan was still looking over there, with a slightly startled expression, wondering what he was thinking.

Lu Wanwan pushed him and said, "Everyone has left, stop looking."

Lu Guanghan came back to his senses, his eyelids twitched, and he said stubbornly, "When did I look at him? What are you talking about?"

"Oh, you were looking at that staircase." Lu Wanwan stuck out his tongue and said, "Hurry up and eat. I'm starving."

"All you do is eat every day."

"Man is iron and food is steel. I eat and I'm happy."

The two of them walked into the private room while arguing.

Zhao Jingxing was not interested in Lu Guanghan's affairs, so he didn't say anything.

During the meal, Lu Wanwan put his mobile phone on the table. When he was picking up food, his arm accidentally rubbed it, and it fell to the ground with a thud, landing at Zhao Jingxing's feet.

Zhao Jingxing helped her pick it up and saw that the phone screen was on and the wallpaper was a photo of a man. He asked casually, "Who is this?"

"My idol." Lu Wanwan excitedly introduced himself, "The school idol of Southern Metropolis Film Academy. He's super handsome! Everyone should like him."

Lu Guanghan knew who the idol she was talking about without even looking at him. He said coldly, "Han Jingmo got into Southern Metropolis Film Academy with high scores. What about you?"

"I've started studying hard and will get in with high scores next year."

"Don't you dare to say that again? I'll record it with my phone." Lu Guanghan was really worried about her. Obviously, Lu Haoze, Yao Ruosu and himself were all top students, but Lu Wanwan's genes had mutated. She was very good at one subject. She was OK in science, but terrible in liberal arts.

Lu Wanwan rolled her eyes at him and said, "I'll admit you. Who's afraid of who? Anyway, I'm determined to be like my idol, study hard, and make progress every day!"

Unfortunately, Lu Wanwan didn't know at that time that his idol was a complete scumbag who skipped classes and fought in elementary and junior high school...

"So, you applied to the film academy for Han Jingmo?" Zhao Jingxing asked with a smile.

"Yes, yes, life is incomplete without meeting the real male god!" Lu Wanwan held her mobile phone and said infatuatedly: "What if I become an actor in the future, maybe I can act in the same play with the male god."

What if there is a kissing scene and a bed scene...

It's exciting to think about it!

Lu Guanghan looked at her with disdain, can you be more promising, do you like Han Jingmo so much?

Zhao Jingxing's smile deepened, but his eyes revealed a bit of alienation. Something that he had always ignored suddenly jumped out.

Lu Wanwan lives under the spotlight of thousands of people, shining like a star.

And he...

he and Lu Wanwan are not from the same world.

Zhao Jingxing's eyelashes trembled, and he chuckled at himself.

Early morning, suburban highway.

Nanchen shivered: "Young Master, why are you looking for me?"

Leng Zhifeng and Long Aotian have both returned recently, can someone else be the one to bully him?

Zhao Jingxing straddled the motorcycle with his long legs and said in a lazy tone: "From here to the next level, if you beat me, I'll give you a bonus of 10 million."

Nanchen: "!!!"

Although 10 million is very tempting, how can he beat the young master in a race?

There was no other way, Nanchen could only run with him.

There was no starting gun, no flag, the two motorcycles started from the starting line together, the engines roared, and they rushed out at lightning speed.

Flying in the fast cold wind, it seemed to get rid of gravity. All the repressed emotions were blown away in the night wind at the extreme speed.

Zhao Jingxing lowered his body and kept accelerating. The motorcycle seemed to fly off the ground.

Nanchen frowned slightly. He was being thrown farther and farther away. It was not because he was too slow, but because Zhao Jingxing was too fast...

"Young Master!"

Nanchen shouted worriedly. If this goes on, something will probably happen!

But Zhao Jingxing turned a deaf ear to him, kept accelerating, and immersed in the hearty venting.

There was a bend in front, and there was a cliff on the side of the road. There were no guardrails and no protective measures. This is the most dangerous place on this road. If you are not careful, you may overturn and fall off the cliff, endangering your life.

Nanchen's heart rose to his throat, and he accelerated without thinking to rush over to protect Zhao Jingxing.

But he was too late. Zhao Jingxing had already turned and drifted. The body of the car was so low that it was almost close to the ground. The tires drove past the edge of the cliff at a high speed...

Nanchen even heard the echo of rocks falling off the cliff...

It was too thrilling!

He never wanted to see Zhao Jingxing fall into such a thrilling situation in his life!

Nanchen broke out in a layer of cold sweat on his back. Did the young master scare him on purpose? It would be better to take his life directly.

At the finish line, Zhao Jingxing turned off the engine and leaned against the car.

After a while, Nanchen caught up.

As soon as he came, he jumped out of the car and ran to Zhao Jingxing with weak feet. He was relieved when he confirmed that the young master was okay.

Zhao Jingxing held a lighter in his hand, lighting it intermittently, and the flame flickered.

Seeing the tears in Nanchen's eyes, Zhao Jingxing was shocked for a moment: "Are you crying? Or are you crying in the wind?"

Nanchen has been with him for so many years, and he has never heard that Nanchen has the problem of crying in the wind.

"It's not crying, it's just scared." Nanchen was still frightened.

Zhao Jingxing sighed: "What are you thinking about."

He was sure that the bend would not be dangerous, so he drove faster.

Nanchen whispered: "Aren't you in a bad mood?"

Zhao Jingxing put out the lighter and threw it into his hand: "Ten million still counts, as a reward for your hard work."

Nanchen's eyes widened in surprise. There is still a reward for losing? It's a profit!

Suddenly I wanted to race with the young master every day...

The next afternoon, Zhao Jingxing woke up from his sleep, washed up and had a simple meal. He received a message from Lu Guanghan, asking him to go hiking together on the weekend.

There is no doubt that Lu Wanwan will go.

Zhao Jingxing narrowed his peach blossom eyes and replied: [No, I'm going abroad recently.]

Lu Guanghan: [When will you be back?]

Zhao Jingxing: [April.] Lu

Guanghan: [OK.]

Lu Guanghan casually told Lu Wanwan the news. Lu Wanwan thought that Zhao Jingxing had to go abroad for something and didn't take it too seriously.

She didn't see Zhao Jingxing again in the days that followed.

Until April 1, her birthday, Zhao Jingxing appeared in front of her without warning.

Lu Wanwan was astonished, invited him into the house, and asked: "When did you come back?"

"Today, just came from the airport." Zhao Jingxing stretched out his left hand, with a beautiful gift box in his palm, and a marshmallow in his right hand, and smiled wickedly: "Happy birthday."

"Wow, I didn't expect you to remember it." Lu Wanwan happily took it, the marshmallow had melted a little, and blinked: "You didn't buy it and brought it all the way here?"

"Yes, I rushed here quickly." Zhao Jingxing did not hide it.

"Thank you for your hard work." Lu Wanwan took a bite, it was especially sweet, and suddenly reacted: "No, how do you know I like marshmallows?"

"I met you on the way home from school that day, and I saw you liked it."

"Oh..." Lu Wanwan's heart trembled for no reason, it turned out to be the day she saved Liang Shihan.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Jingxing only met her once and didn't ask, but he could tell that she liked cotton candy and remembered it in his heart.

Lu Wanwan raised the corners of her mouth and smiled brightly: "I suddenly feel that I am so lucky to know you."

Zhao Jingxing chuckled, his eyes slightly curved: "I'm glad you know."

Lu Wanwan: "..."

So damn pure and natural, not humble at all.

"By the way," Lu Wanwan asked, "when is your birthday?"

"December 25."

"It happens to be Christmas." Lu Wanwan was upset. Why is her birthday on April Fool's Day? It's really frustrating to compare with others.

"Since you asked, I'll wait to receive the gift." Zhao Jingxing spoke with a lazy tone.

"Okay, I'm not afraid at all." Lu Wanwan raised her eyes and looked a little proud.

Zhao Jingxing was slightly startled. The girl opposite him had bright eyes and white teeth, and her long black curly hair was casually scattered. Her lively and arrogant expression at the moment made him think of a word -

charming.

Lu Wanwan saw him in a trance and waved her hand: "What are you looking at?"

Zhao Jingxing curled his lips and smiled wantonly: "Looking at you."

She was charming and he couldn't get enough of her.

But that's all.

The days abroad did not wipe out his good impression of Lu Wanwan, but made it stronger. Let it go.

In the days that followed, Lu Wanwan's life had three focuses: Han Jingmo, study, and remembering Zhao Jingxing's birthday.

Han Jingmo signed a contract with Inge and starred in a drama, but it was already December when it was broadcast.

While watching the drama, Lu Wanwan prepared Zhao Jingxing's birthday gift.

He wanted to knit a scarf by himself, but after trying, he found it too ugly to give as a gift, so he decided to buy one at the mall.

He wanted Lu Guanghan to help him with some research, but he was obsessed with Gu Qiaobei recently and was afraid that he would be useless. Lu

Wanwan didn't even want to say anything to him. In March, he said that he couldn't mention Gu Qiaobei in front of him. Only 8 months later, he became a crazy fan of Gu Qiaobei.

It was a slap in the face.

On Christmas, Lu Wanwan gave the scarf to Zhao Jingxing. Seeing that he liked it, she felt relieved. Although the purchased scarf was not as sincere as the hand-woven one, it was beautiful and at least she could wear it outside.

For some reason, on her second and third birthdays, no matter what gift Zhao Jingxing gave her, he would always give her a marshmallow.

It seemed that he would do the same every year thereafter.

Lu Wanwan followed suit and gave him a scarf as a birthday gift every Christmas.

This seemed to have become a tacit agreement between the two.

One day many years later.

Zhao Jingxing accidentally discovered that there was a cloud in the blue sky above his head that looked like a marshmallow.

The first thing he thought of was to take a photo and send it to Lu Wanwan.

But he suddenly remembered that Lu Wanwan was already married.

He and she are no longer the same as before.

Zhao Jingxing looked at the blue sky, his eyes slightly sour from the sunlight, and suddenly felt that the cloud was not like cotton candy at all, so he didn't need to send it to Lu Wanwan.

Now he can only do his best to protect her life from her sight, to ensure her safety and happiness.

[Author's words]: If I continue writing, I feel that I will be sorry to Han Jingmo, and I will have to climb over the wall to Zhao Jingxing... to face the wall and reflect on my mistakes.


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