He couldn't help but lower his head, rub his forehead against hers, and honestly confess.
"Fool, it's not your fault, it's my lack of self-control. It has nothing to do with you."
Tong Xiaohuai looked even more bewildered, her brows furrowing into a tight knot.
"Composure?"
Despite her frequenting bars, KTVs, and nightclubs and being surrounded by rough men, she has very little knowledge of adult matters.
This is all thanks to Boss Tong, who always strictly warned his gang members that they were forbidden from using foul language in front of his wife and daughter!
This is why Yan Bo was suspicious for quite some time after learning the truth that Tong Xiaohuai was the daughter of a gangster.
After all, he couldn't see the roughness and mercenary nature characteristic of that social class in her.
"Never mind, I'll discuss this with you when you're a bit older!"
Yan Bo put his arm around her and strode out of the office, while Tong Xiaohuai felt a sense of humiliation and being looked down upon.
"Hello!"
The two entered the elevator, and Yan Bo let go of her. She finally couldn't help but protest.
"Hmm?" Yan Bo turned his head to meet her face full of dissatisfaction, and couldn't help but curl his lips again.
"What do you mean by 'wait until I'm a little older'? I'm eighteen years old, I'm an adult."
Tong Xiaohuai would never ask such a childish question in front of her brothers in the Tong family. If anyone dared to say she hadn't grown up, she would immediately challenge them to a duel. Shooting, boxing, martial arts—any one of these skills would shut up those who looked down on her.
But Yanbo wasn't like those brothers. In front of Yanbo, Tong Xiaohuai often felt that she hadn't grown up and was obviously inferior to him. That's why she childishly refuted and emphasized.
Yanbo thought to himself, "Yes, you've grown up, you're an adult now, but I still can't say anything inappropriate to you, otherwise, I'm afraid your father will skin me alive and tear me apart."
He gently comforted her, "Silly girl, in my eyes, even when you're eighty, you'll still be a little girl. Isn't that a good thing?"
Tong Xiaohuai pouted, "Hmph, what's so good about it?"
"You should think this through. When you're eighty, you can still act like a little girl, throwing tantrums and being unreasonable in front of me. Isn't that a good thing?"
Tong Xiaohuai snorted again, "I'm not acting coquettishly or being unreasonable in front of you now, and I certainly won't when I'm eighty."
The elevator doors opened at that moment, and Yan Bo pulled her out of the lobby and towards the main entrance.
Just because you can't do it now doesn't mean you won't be able to in the future. Anyway, this is a privilege I'm giving you, so you'd better remember it!
At this point, Tong Xiaohuai couldn't comprehend how romantic it was for a man to let her be spoiled and unreasonable from the beginning of their relationship until she was eighty years old.
"Okay, I got it. Where are we going now?"
Tong Xiaohuai was led out of the gate by Yan Bo. Looking at the bustling main road outside, she realized that from the moment he took her hand in his office until now, she hadn't thought about where to go. She had simply let him lead her out the door without any worries.
Given her current state, it would be incredibly easy for him to abduct and sell her.
"We didn't go anywhere, just wandering around." Yan Bo naturally took her hand and turned onto the sidewalk.
Turning to look at her, I noticed she suddenly had a thoughtful expression, which puzzled me.
"What's wrong?"
Tong Xiaohuai had already lowered her guard against Yan Bo.
"It's nothing. I suddenly realized that I don't seem to have any sense of crisis about you at all. If you wanted to kidnap me and sell me, it would be effortless."
Yanbo found the girl's frankness increasingly endearing, and he was also in a great mood because of her complete trust in him.
He tightened his grip on her hand, his fingers interlocking with hers one by one.
"You are so beautiful and wonderful, how could I bear to sell you? I only hope that I can turn you into a little ball of fluff and keep you in my pocket all day long. When I'm busy, I'll let you sleep against my heart, and when I'm free, I'll take you out and hold you in my palm to cherish you."
Yan Bo spoke with deep emotion, his unfathomable eyes fixed on her.
Tong Xiaohuai felt her ears burning from his gaze, and awkwardly turned her face away, muttering in a low voice, "Stop being so mushy..."
This man is more than just handsome.
Her lips are so sweet, they're like they've been coated in honey. Is she trying to make people swoon?
Yanbo didn't say anything more, but just held her hand tightly and strolled slowly with her along the sidewalk.
In his view, those were all heartfelt words. He didn't know if they were cheesy or not; he only knew that, just as she had opened her heart to him without any reservations, he also wanted to completely tell her about his feelings for her.
Because it was Sunday, there weren't many cars on the street, and since this area is densely populated with office buildings, most office workers were off work today, so the sidewalks were sparsely populated.
At that moment, on this sidewalk, as far as the eye could see, there were only the two of them.
Neither of them spoke, nor did they look at each other. Instead, they twirled their fingers together like children, their footsteps echoing in the background, along with the rustling of the wind through the trees and the occasional screeching of a passing car.
The world seemed to consist of only the two of them, and the long, straight sidewalk seemed to have no end.
At this moment, neither Yan Bo nor Tong Xiaohuai had any other thoughts in their minds. They only thought, how wonderful it would be if this road could continue forever!
The two walked hand in hand in silence for an unknown amount of time until a shop that had just opened came into view. A young man was bending over and placing a large bucket of colorful roses at the door.
Yan Bo's eyes flashed with surprise, and he quickly walked over, hooking his arm around Tong Xiaohuai's.
"Handsome, buying flowers for your girlfriend?"
Hearing footsteps, the young man straightened up, looked over, and greeted him with a smile.
Tong Xiaohuai was a little reserved, after all, she wasn't used to being paired up with Yan Bo in public.
Yan Bo led her to the door before stopping, saying, "Yes!"
After responding to the young man, Yan Bo turned to Tong Xiaohuai and asked, "Take a look, what kind of flower do you like?"
He had given her a lot of flowers before, but she had never clearly stated which one she liked best. Now, in front of her, he naturally wanted to ask for her opinion.
Tong Xiaohuai's face was slightly flushed; it was unclear whether it was from the heat of walking all the way.
"Anything is fine, I like them all." She truly had never considered what kind of flowers she liked. Because, just two or three months ago, she had never even received flowers.
Yan Bo looked her over carefully, making sure she wasn't lying, and then said directly to the young man, "Then please give me nine red roses!"
Tong Xiaohuai then glanced at the roses in the bucket. "White ones, I like white!"
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