With Aunt Zhang at home, the two of them can go out with peace of mind.
Shen Jiazhou drove Wen Shuqiao to the underground parking garage downstairs from the studio. Wen Shuqiao glanced at the time and said, "It's getting late. Drive slowly. I'm going upstairs now."
She was about to reach out and unbuckle the seatbelt, but another hand was faster than her.
The seatbelt was unbuckled, and Wen Shuqiao was about to open the car door when Shen Jiazhou grabbed her wrist.
She turned her head in confusion, and Shen Jiazhou asked, "Have you forgotten something?"
After saying that, she quickly pouted and then acted as if nothing had happened.
But Wen Shuqiao could see it clearly.
They're in a girlfriend-boyfriend relationship now, so a farewell kiss isn't too much to ask, right?
Wen Shuqiao looked at him, his face still showing indifference, but his grip on her wrist was tighter than superglue.
She said, "Come closer."
Shen Jiazhou obediently moved his face closer, and Wen Shuqiao stroked his cheek with one hand, kissing his forehead, both cheeks, and finally his thin lips.
After the kiss, he asked, "Can I go upstairs now? My dear Mr. Strange."
Shen Jiazhou's eyes curved into crescent moons as he released Wen Shuqiao's hand: "Go on, see you tonight."
Then he muttered, "What 'Kissing Stranger'? Please don't give me nicknames, Ms. Wen Shuqiao."
Wen Shuqiao gently pinched his cheek: "Your face is all smiles, and you're still being stubborn. Get out of the car, drive slowly."
Shen Jiazhou nodded: "Okay."
He watched longingly as Wen Shuqiao got out of the car, circled around in front of him, and then, unable to resist, waved to her again.
Wen Shuqiao, who was originally heading towards the elevator, turned and walked towards the driver's side door. She looked inside, raised her hand, and touched Shen Jiazhou's face: "What's wrong?"
Shen Jiazhou sighed, "I miss you."
Wen Shuqiao smiled and said, "We haven't separated yet."
Shen Jiazhou took the opportunity to rub her hand twice: "I've already started thinking about it."
Wen Shuqiao said gently, "President Shen, you're even more clingy than Can Can."
She bent down and kissed Shen Jiazhou again: "Alright, there's nothing left to deny now. I'm going upstairs, bye-bye."
Wen Shuqiao withdrew her hand without hesitation, turned around and walked towards the elevator, without looking back even once.
She was afraid that if she turned around and saw Shen Jiazhou's pitiful eyes, she wouldn't be able to resist going back to comfort him.
Shen Jiazhou watched Wen Shuqiao leave without looking back, and only withdrew his gaze after her figure had completely disappeared from sight.
He used to not understand why some couples would stick together like magnets the moment they met, but now he also wanted to be tucked into Wen Shuqiao's pocket and taken away.
I don't want to be separated from Wen Shuqiao at all.
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