The eyes of the man who had just woken up were particularly gentle.
He looked at her so gently and quietly, sensing in her countless affections and a hint of temptation for no reason.
Ye Wan's heart skipped a beat.
Lu Changchuan smiled and reached out to hold Ye Wan's hand, "I believe whatever Wanwan says."
Ye Wan's heart beat faster.
"Lu Chuan, are you teasing me now?"
"What if I say yes?"
“…I was attracted.”
“But I don’t think it’s successful enough.”
"??? Not successful enough?"
"Of course. Otherwise, how could Wanwan still talk to me so rationally?"
Ye Wan: ...
The palm of the hand relaxed, and the softness in the palm of the hand suddenly slipped away.
Looking at her fleeing back, Lu Changchuan sighed with some regret.
If it wasn't for the wrong time and the wrong place, it should have been a good opportunity to kiss just now, right? What a pity!
In the bedroom on the third floor, Ye Wan's face was as red as a persimmon.
She must have been possessed by a ghost at that time.
She actually asked Lu Changchuan if he was flirting with her.
Otherwise, why would there be such a panic now?
Looking up, the girl in the mirror had loving eyes and her gaze was moving, and it was obvious that she was in love.
Ye Wan covered his face with his hands.
A few minutes later, he went downstairs carrying his suitcase.
I thought that when I got back into the car, I would be so embarrassed that I wouldn't be able to look Lu Changchuan in the eyes.
But Ye Wan discovered that it wasn't the case.
Let’s talk about the Feiyang Cup Rally that just ended.
Let’s talk about the upcoming movie “Twin Flowers”.
The two of them tacitly avoided the ambiguity of the moment just now.
He is still the considerate Lu Chuan.
She is still the bad girl Wanjie who never takes the initiative and never refuses.
Everything is just right.
Ye Wan heaved a sigh of relief.
We had dinner together and then headed to the airport.
"Thanks for your hard work……"
Although he was the one running around, Lu Changchuan didn't seem tired at all. He comforted Ye Wan gently, "Sleep well. I'll ask Aunt Ming to bring lunch over tomorrow."
I thought there was no need to make such a fuss, it’s not like I can’t take care of myself.
But I always feel that after she said "You understand me" and got a response, something is different between her and him.
Ye Wan nodded, "Okay."
After saying this, Ye Wan did not reach out to push the car door.
As if he had made a major decision in his heart, Ye Wan looked up at Lu Changchuan, "I don't even know when your birthday is."
Lu Changchuan's heart stagnated, "Are you going to prepare a gift for me?"
“Maybe, there are more than just gifts.”
The girl's eyes were soft, with a hint of cunning.
It seems to be saying: I guarantee you can’t guess it, but it must be what you want.
His breathing stagnated, and Lu Changchuan felt a little annoyed almost instantly.
Why is his birthday so late? If it were tomorrow, no, it would be better today.
So can he get his surprise now? Lu Changchuan sighed in disappointment, "October 29th."
As soon as the words came out, Lu Changchuan was stunned, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at Ye Wan, "So, Wanwan, you don't remember my birthday at all, right?"
Ye Wan: ...
It seemed to be the same last year, when she got drunk and he sent her home.
Then I found out it was his birthday.
I chased after him with a guilty conscience, but still failed to send him birthday wishes at the last moment.
And at this moment, yesterday happens again.
Meeting the man's scrutinizing gaze, Ye Wan felt his scalp tingling.
"Ah, it's so late. I'm so sleepy. Thank you Lu Chuan for sending me back. I'll go upstairs first..."
Pushing the door and getting out of the car, Ye Wan ran away, "Good night!"
Looking at the girl's back as she fled again, Lu Changchuan shook his head and smiled.
Wanwan, it doesn’t matter if you don’t remember anything about me.
I just remember yours.
So you don't have to panic.
but……
Thinking that the girl would feel particularly guilty, so the surprise on her birthday might be extra grand, Lu Changchuan suddenly thought, this might not be a bad idea?
(End of this chapter)