Chapter 72 Audience Seats “Don’t block it, it’s very beautiful.”…
Time goes back to the present.
Yan Ning of Girls' Generation didn't know whether this should be called a coincidence or a look of mutual understanding.
She was just, for this, genuinely happy.
But after the joy faded, the man was no longer in sight, and the team ahead had been replaced by another class. As Yan Ning gradually calmed down, a new, difficult-to-ignore question surfaced in her mind:
today.
There will really be a lot of people...
Do you want to confess to Lu Chen?
Probably, it's true.
After all, back then, a huge crowd gathered to watch the "God of Roads" perform. Love letters were occasionally stuffed into his desk, and apples were constantly delivered to him on Christmas Eve...
These scenes, however, have been relatively restrained because Lu Chen never responded and at most treated others politely over the years.
But it is only "relative". All of these still show how popular he is.
On the noisy playground.
Yan Ning lowered his eyes, his mood becoming somewhat complicated.
She couldn't say she was jealous, nor was she sad, it just felt like she had eaten a sour fruit.
Subconsciously.
She simply didn't want to see the confession scenes that were about to happen to him.
Yan Ning even thought for a moment that if she hadn't made up her mind not to fall in love too early and to wait until she graduated from high school, then perhaps there would be a one in ten thousand chance that she would be a little shaken...
Fortunately, the morning was busy.
Yan Ning was so busy that he had no time to think about anything else.
Because this is the last sports meet in high school, everyone is very enthusiastic and active in signing up for the events this year.
Yan Ning only signed up for the 200-meter race. She was not very strong in sports, and after entering the semi-finals, she missed the next competition.
Contributing to the sports meet broadcast can also earn extra points for the class.
Thinking that he should make some contribution to the class, Yan Ning wrote a lot, and many of them were eventually selected.
After that, Yan Ning was entrusted by the overwhelmed class monitor to deliver water to the students who had finished the competition. Hou Shanshan and others then pulled her to cheer for the students who had made it to the finals. Finally, she also participated in the class tug-of-war competition.
A morning passed quickly as we ran around like this.
In the afternoon, I was quite free.
As the sun sets in the west, all competitions are gradually coming to an end.
The tug-of-war competition of Science Class 1 finally ended in the top 8. The whistle had just blown, everyone had just lowered the tug-of-war rope, and the referee's final words had not yet finished announcing the result.
In Yan Ning's peripheral vision, there was a figure behind him, who was impatiently running towards a direction outside the crowd like a pinball shot by a slingshot.
Yan Ning's attention was drawn to the person, and he took a look and found that the person was Cao Li.
Hou Shanshan, who was standing behind, folded her arms and sighed:
"Love~~ It really can make you lose your appetite, yet at the same time feel like you've consumed nuclear fuel, full of energy!"
Meeting Yan Ning's gaze, Hou Shanshan covered her lips with one hand, leaned over, and explained in a low voice:
"Great news! Cao Li is finally going to confess her feelings to her secret crush, 'Brother in White Shirt'!"
The person Cao Li likes is a boy in the liberal arts class. It is said that Cao Li fell in love with him at first sight when she saw the boy wearing a white shirt and black suit pants, standing on the stage reciting a poem during the school celebration last semester.
After all the efforts, Cao Li not only got the boy's contact information, but also played games with him for a whole summer. Their relationship quickly heated up, but they had not yet met in person.
Yan Ning looked at Cao Li's excited back as she walked away, and nodded subconsciously.
Now.
It really is the peak season for confessions.
Hou Shanshan was worried about Cao Li and decided to follow her to see what was going on.
There was nothing to do on the playground for the time being. Besides, the temperature was quite high today and standing for most of the day was somewhat tiring. Yan Ning and Wen Zhu, who also had no competition, planned to go back to the stands to rest for a while.
When passing by the basketball court from a distance, Yan Ning subconsciously looked in that direction.
I heard that the men's basketball team of Class 1 has entered the semi-finals. After that, the champion between classes will play a friendly match with the members of the basketball club, and points will be added for winning or losing.
So, it is very likely that Lu Chen should be over there now.
Before Yan Ning could react to this realization, he could make the next move.
Beside him, Wenzhu asked calmly:
"Are you looking for Lu Chen? How about we go directly there?"
"No, no need, just take a look." Yan Ning quickly withdrew his gaze and stuttered because he felt guilty.
Wen Zhu continued to drop bombshells with a very calm expression, "Oh, I thought you two were going to talk it out and confess your feelings to each other."
Yan Ning: ...
It was rare for her to be so speechless and unable to say a word.
I don't know who said it before, but Wenzhu and Yan Ning have similar temperaments. They don't talk much and both look gentle and quiet.
But in fact, Yan Ning doesn’t think the two look alike.
Wenzhu has fair skin and delicate features. She looks like a very gentle girl.
In fact, this girl has a bit of a cold personality.
She is just like her name, like a green bamboo, very well-behaved in all aspects, but at the same time very clear-headed and straightforward, and always speaks directly.
Facing the sharp question from her deskmate, Yan Ning's cheeks couldn't help but feel a little hot, but she didn't deny it anymore and just shook her head.
"Let's go back to the stands."
-
Basketball court.
Lu Chen's air pressure is very low.
This is the common understanding of everyone around.
At that moment, on the court, the match between Wen 1 and Wen 7 was quite difficult. This was primarily because it was the final inter-class competition of high school. The class had reached a consensus that while the result was important, the process was even more valuable. They wanted to give as many people who wanted to participate the opportunity as possible.
As the undisputed main force of Class 1, Lu Chen only played in the first quarter at the beginning of the game. After scoring the most points on the court with his absolute strength, he sat on the sidelines, watching the situation and acting as a temporary coach.
End of the third section.
Wen 7 made a three-pointer and tied the score of Wen 1 again, and Class 7 erupted in loud cheers.
The boys from Class 1 who were on the field returned to the sidelines to rest, looking rather dejected. Then they saw Lu Chen, who had no expression on his face, and withdrew his gaze from the surroundings without any emotion.
Zuo Hao, the leader, spoke with shame:
"It's my fault. I couldn't defend the opponent well enough. Now the score advantage is gone. Brother Lu, how about subbing you in next quarter?"
"Honestly?"
Lu Chen didn't comment, he just raised his eyelids slightly to look at him.
"certainly."
Zuo Hao didn't even think about the first word "dang" and answered very eagerly, as if he was making a final decision. But when he met the pair of dark eyes in front of him, Zuo Hao said the following word "ran" in a voice as soft as a mosquito's.
No one.
I would be willing to end a stage of my life in failure.
Not only Zuo Hao, but everyone around him who has entered the court or is about to enter the court is like this.
So these three short words immediately made those who were discouraged because of a little failure regain their fighting spirit.
Lu Chen didn't need to say anything more. He just pointed out some coordination problems he had just seen, and then let the players who were about to play run to the side and discuss tactics seriously.
Lu Chen returned to the table where the water was poured, glanced around again, and then looked away, looking completely uninterested.
Therefore, Jin Zishuo, who had been observing for a long time, became more and more convinced that Lu Ge’s current bad mood had nothing to do with this game.
After all, Jin Zishuo had just witnessed with his own eyes——
Before going on the court, Brother Lu looked around the sidelines.
After leaving the field, I looked around again.
Take the water, drink it, unscrew the bottle cap, and then look.
After finishing the water, I was about to throw away the trash, but I was still watching...
This look.
It's clear that he's waiting for someone.
The person who can make Lu Ge wait forever——
Could it be.
The girl on the basketball court before??!!
Jin Zishuo's curiosity was aroused again. His restless heart hesitated again and again. He hadn't decided yet whether to hold the lid on his head, rack his brains, and probably wait for Lu Ge to bully him, or to be honest, scratch his head, and endure the torture of curiosity.
Just one meter away.
Lu Chen's gaze suddenly fixed, and he stood up straight, changing his previous casual look of leaning against Zhuo Yan.
Before Jin Zishuo could look in that direction with surprise, he saw Lu Chen pick up an unopened bottle of water on the table, throw it across, and ask calmly:
"Did you thank them for what happened last time?"
Only then did Jin Zishuo realize that the person who came was Fu Jianzhi, who had just returned from a track and field competition. He was very disappointed.
Fu Jianzhi took the water with one hand, smiled and shook his head:
"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten it. Unfortunately, I haven't found the opportunity yet."
But the man looked so smiling that it didn't seem too bad.
The two of them exchanged words like they were playing a game of charades, and Jin Zishuo couldn't help but want to ask a question.
Lu Chen spoke before him, looking directly at Fu Jianzhi: "Then I'll give you this ready-made opportunity, do you want it?"
Fu Jianzhi readily accepted the advice, "Brother Lu, please teach me."
-
There were scattered people sitting on the stepped spectator seats in the stadium, taking a rest.
At the end of September, the afternoon sun was not too strong and there was a breeze, which was quite comfortable to clear my mind.
There are not many people in the area designated by Li 1.
Yan Ning and Wen Zhu wanted some quiet time, so they chose a corner spot on the top floor, facing the pillars and enjoying the shade. They ate some snacks and rested for a while.
Then Wenzhu started writing the paper he brought with him.
Yan Ning didn't bring any homework. She only had an application guide that she had just given to her to prevent the broadcast script from being blown away by the wind. It was given to her by a senior student. Now that she had nothing to do, she casually flipped through it.
Entering the third year of high school, in addition to daily studies, choosing a target school and major is also a top priority. After the placement test, the homeroom teacher met with each student and offered some advice on choosing a school and major. However, because the list was ranked by last name, Yan Ning hadn't yet had a chance to do so.
As for which school to go to and what major to take, Yan Ning actually only has a vague plan and has not finalized it yet.
The thick application guide was spread out on his knees.
As Yan Ning read, she took out the notebook she carried with her and started writing something down. However, as she read on, her heart gradually became a little confused again.
Yan Ning remembered again the word that frequently appeared in her ears today——
"Confession".
This time, it was not because of the "confession" itself, but the extended meaning behind it.
Yes.
I'm already in my third year of high school.
Confess now and make a promise for the future together, then we will have the chance to meet again later.
Otherwise.
Without the platform of high school, if the distance between us in college is even greater, then maybe even meeting each other in the future will be difficult...
so--
Which school will Lu Chen apply to?
When Yan Ning thought of this, the pen tip that was about to fall on the notebook hesitated for a while.
Just then.
There was a commotion up ahead.
"Hello everyone! We are here to bring you warmth!"
This voice sounds familiar.
Yan Ning's attention was diverted. Hearing the sound, he looked up and saw several people coming to the passage ahead.
But it was as if I was attracted by something in the dark.
The first thing Yan Ning saw was Lu Chen standing in the corner at the back.
Lu Chen also looked at her at a glance.
Across the relatively empty seats, the view was almost unobstructed. The moment their eyes met, Yan Ning saw clearly—
Those dark eyes looked straight at her and curved.
Then, Yan Ning suddenly felt that the sun above his head seemed to be bigger.
Below, several boys were holding boxes and busily delivering water and warmth.
Yan Ning's back tensed unconsciously.
She had a premonition, or rather, she knew clearly that—
Lu Chen came to find her.
At this moment, Yan Ning was not the only one who felt uncomfortable.
Wen Zhu, who was standing next to him, finished a big question and looked forward to see Fu Jian standing next to the leader Jin Zishuo, carrying two boxes full of cold drinks easily, smiling and looking around.
Wenzhu's expression was very unnatural for a moment.
Before Yan Ning could ask, Wen Zhu turned around and shielded her eyes with one hand to prevent herself from meeting Fu Jianzhi's gaze. At the same time, she spoke to Yan Ning in a low voice, concisely:
"The one on the far right, the 'idiot' from the supermarket."
If we say that the last meeting in the small supermarket was a chance encounter that could be continued with a thank you and could be called a beautiful one to some extent, in Fu Jianzhi's words.
For Wenzhu, it is a completely different version.
The difference between the two versions was so great that Wen Zhu, who had always been indifferent to everything around her, was so angry after returning to the classroom that she complained to Yan Ning that she had met a "rare fool in a century" in the supermarket today.
This happened not long ago, so Yan Ning was still quite impressed.
After hearing Wen Zhu's words, Yan Ning subconsciously glanced at Fu Jianzhi.
As luck would have it, Fu Jianzhi's gaze just happened to reach the top of the audience seats. His eyes met Yan Ning's, and he smiled at her in a seemingly friendly manner. Then, he turned his gaze and looked at Wen Zhu who was sitting next to Yan Ning.
Yan Ning knew Fu Jianzhi, a transfer student from another city. He was in the same liberal arts class as Xin Jing and Lu Chen, and seemed to have a good relationship with Lu Chen.
To be honest, Fu Jianzhi's facial features are actually very regular, but there is a small mole at the end of his right eye, and his usual way of speaking makes people feel that he is not a very serious person.
Now.
Yan Ning looked at the gazes from below, then looked at the averted gazes beside him, and asked Wen Zhu if she needed her help.
Being stared at all the time, it was hard for Wenzhu to ignore it.
When she thought of Fu Jianzhi's sloppy and unserious appearance again, Wen Zhu pursed her lips and felt a headache.
Don't want to care.
Don't want to care.
Wen Zhu simply put away the homework, turned around, and said quickly to Yan Ning, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Yan Ning nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll help you look after your things."
Wenzhu left.
The feeling of tension and anticipation immediately swept over Yan Ning.
But the place where Yan Ning was staying was some distance away from the passage below.
In other words, Lu Chen should come over in a while.
Yan Ning lowered his head, tidied up the clutter beside him, and turned a page of the book on his lap, hoping to temporarily divert his attention.
But I didn't expect it.
But in a moment, a small shadow was cast beside her, and a familiar voice, a little casual and leisurely, but actually with a clear purpose, asked:
"Classmate, is anyone here?"
At that moment, Yan Ning's already turbulent heart was like a pile of round pebbles thrown into it, making a non-stop, noisy sound of "plop, plop".
But after all, there are classmates around.
Yan Ning pretended to be calm. When she turned around, she saw the man with a pair of dark eyes full of smiles. He was holding two identical bottles of sea salt sparkling water in his hands. He was standing in the corridor, pointing to the empty space next to her and asking questions even though he knew the answer.
It’s Lu Chen.
The afternoon light shone obliquely, and most of the boy's tall shadow fell on Yan Ning, as if to cover her.
Then, Yan Ning realized that all her efforts to pretend to be normal were in vain.
After all, he wasn't the only one who did it on purpose.
The empty seat was where she had just moved the clutter.
Yan Ning's cheeks burned and he shook his head, "No one."
"There doesn't seem to be much space around here,"
Someone continued to feign confusion and found a sufficient excuse, "Well, can I take a break here? I'm a little tired from carrying water."
But it was clear that there was no one around.
Although most of the seats were occupied by various things, there were still some empty seats if you really wanted to find one.
But, it was also because this was a corner seat on the top floor, and the people around were either watching the game in the stands, or were attracted by Jin Zishuo who was noisily calling people to get cold drinks.
Should, or maybe.
No one is paying attention to this side for the time being.
Yan Ning's heart beat faster, but he finally nodded: "Okay."
Lu Chen sat down.
"Cold or room temperature?" he asked.
I'm talking about sparkling water.
This person was still as considerate and thoughtful as ever, but Yan Ning still couldn't be as calm as he had imagined regarding the current situation where the two of them were sitting side by side openly on campus.
For some reason, she was a little hesitant to look to the side, but when she thought of the thin layer of sweat on his forehead, she chose the latter.
"I want it at room temperature."
Then, the bottle of room temperature beverage with the cap unscrewed was handed to Yan Ning.
Yan Ning took it.
Out of the corner of his eye, the person next to him lowered his eyes and glanced at the book open on her knees.
"Hubei University, which major do you want to choose?"
Yan Ning took a sip of water and shook his head, "I haven't decided yet, I'm just looking around."
I wonder if he was just asking casually.
After Yan Ning finished speaking, Lu Chen did not ask any further questions. He just unscrewed the bottle in his hand and took a sip of ice water.
But as soon as this topic was brought up, the restlessness in Yan Ning's heart was aroused again. At this moment, like the bubbles in the water just now, it expanded and burst, becoming an unsuppressible urge that he had to express.
Not as good as.
Ask him directly.
As soon as this thought came to mind, Yan Ning chose to follow his heart without even thinking about it.
She twisted the bottle cap quickly, turned her head, looked directly at Lu Chen, and asked quickly, "What about you? Which school are you going to?"
The moment their eyes met, the dark eyes curved slightly again.
"As for me, I haven't decided yet, but..."
Lu Chen put the water aside, then quietly moved closer to the seat next to him and spread his hands, "Can you lend me a book?"
Yan Ning now realized that she was a little rash. After all, there were many potential eyes around her, and it would not be a good thing if she talked too much with Lu Chen.
But, now that it’s done…
She couldn't care less about that for the time being.
So Yan Ning took the book on his lap without saying a word, moved it, and handed it to Lu Chen.
Then, to Yan Ning's complete surprise, she looked at Lu Chen, and saw the young man's slender fingers moving skillfully and easily, turning the book, which was as thick as a brick, to certain pages one by one.
“Qingdao University’s School of Political Science and Law is right next to Hua University.
Nanzheng is only a 10-minute walk from Nanjing University of Science and Technology, and not far from Shanda either, definitely a 20-minute drive away, and…"
The young man spoke in a steady and clear voice, and listed several political science and law universities one after another as if they were his own children. Following them would definitely be the surrounding colleges with strong science and engineering programs.
The answer is that he did so.
About to come out.
Yan Ning was stunned when he heard about the two schools in the first group.
Then, slowly, like spring snow melting, she realized his intention.
Her heart was beating like a gong.
It seems like I can no longer hear any other sounds.
So in the end, when those dark eyes turned to her again and spoke again, Yan Ning was slow to react for a moment.
"So, I need to get someone's opinion on which school to go to—"
He tilted his head and moved closer.
It's like this whisper, only she needs to hear it.
"Ningning, what do you think?"
Yan Ning was still in a daze. She didn't expect that Lu Chen would suddenly call her by her nickname again.
It was obvious that during those times when they met at school, he still called her "Classmate Yan Ning" as usual, somewhat for disguise.
It was as if at this moment, he tore off the disguise, allowing the two of them, who had long been close, a relationship that surpassed that of ordinary classmates, or even... ordinary friends, to be exposed openly under the sun.
Yan Ning's heartbeat accelerated again at this moment.
The cheeks also became hot.
Their eyes met.
For a moment, no one spoke.
But it seems that there will never be a time when we can understand each other better than now.
However, being stared at so closely by Lu Chen, Yan Ning could clearly feel the heat on his face becoming increasingly difficult to ignore.
Less than two seconds later, Yan Ning thought that his face must have been red, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he subconsciously raised his hand to cover his face.
But first I heard a sentence:
"Don't block it, it's beautiful."
Lu Chen's voice was too gentle. At this moment, it was alluring and alluring, and seemed to be a whisper uttered by him in a state of confusion and passion.
But no matter which one.
The temperature on Yan Ning's cheeks immediately rose to a higher level.
She couldn't help herself and stopped moving.
The thick and wide book now stood in front of the two of them, blocking any possible prying eyes.
Yan Ning could feel that the distance between her and him was getting closer and closer.
“Too close…”
Yan Ning couldn't help but protested softly.
"But what should we do?"
Lu Chen's pair of beautiful dark eyes stared at her without blinking, his voice becoming increasingly low and seductive:
"I'm greedy. I want to be closer, closer, closer, until your field of vision can only accommodate me."
Yan Ning: ￥%#&*&￥#%
Her brain is garbled.
This person, at this time, said this...
This is really against the rules...
What’s even more terrible is.
At the same time that Lu Chen finally stopped leaning forward.
His gaze shifted slightly, then raised again, looking at her again with a hint of obvious aggression, but undoubtedly, a silent inquiry.
so……
It is to...
Kiss?
Yan Ning's heartbeat was infinitely amplified at this moment.
Although there were books in front and pillars on the sides to block the view, there was no one else sitting on the same level nearby, and I had heard that the top floor of the auditorium was a blind spot for surveillance.
But, but…
There doesn't seem to be anything but.
because.
At this moment, she was shy, nervous, and a little overwhelmed, but she had no desire to escape.
After a moment of silence, Yan Ning looked back at Lu Chen's dark eyes that were so close to him, and nodded slowly and subtly.
No matter what happens after this.
Both.
Both of them did it willingly.
Thus, those dark eyes, filled with the intoxicating spring light, brought the distance closer again.
The visual impact of that handsome face, which is too good to be true, when magnified little by little at such a close distance, is unimaginable.
How strange.
Yan Ning clenched his hands tightly on his knees, but couldn't help but think about it a little bit, as if to calm his overly nervous emotions -
Is it true that heartbeats can be contagious?
The distance was so close that she could hear a second heartbeat that was almost in sync with her own.
The mingling of breaths...
From Lu Chen, in addition to the usual citrus aroma, you can also smell a light lemon flavor mixed with sea salt, probably because of the sparkling water.
Yan Ning felt dizzy and confused, and his thoughts were in a mess.
like.
She also tastes like this now...
At the moment when Yan Ning's eyelashes trembled and he finally couldn't bear it anymore and chose to close his eyes -
Sudden.
A voice came from not far away in the passage below:
"Brother Lu! Are you going or not? It's almost our turn to go on stage!"
This rough voice immediately pulled Yan Ning out of the ambiguous and charming atmosphere. She quickly regained her senses, stepped back, and at the same time, "swooshed" the application guide back from Lu Chen's hand. Then, without saying a word, Yan Ning decisively held the book upright and blocked it in front of herself.
at the same time.
Fang Ze'an, who was shouting from below, was stopped by Jin Zishuo, who was enjoying eating the watermelon next to him and felt his head was about to explode because he had just hinted at Fang Ze'an with his eyes, but the other party obviously didn't understand. Jin Zishuo hurriedly covered his mouth to stop him.
Being interrupted, Lu Chen scratched his hair in annoyance, which was rare for him, and responded to the person below, "Got it!"
It's a pity that Fang Ze'an below really has no vision.
After Fang Ze'an shook off Jin Zishuo's hand that was covering his mouth, he stood there and talked about the current situation of the basketball game with great interest.
This action undoubtedly attracted a lot of attention from the surrounding area, and some people were even looking towards the top floor.
Lu Chen stood up and interrupted Fang Zean coldly:
"Stop, I'll be there right away!"
Then he kept quiet.
At the same time, Lu Chen looked indifferent and warned as he glanced at the source of those curious gazes, and those people immediately looked away.
Now it's finally quiet again.
But Lu Chen was in a complicated mood.
Just now, just a little bit...
He was worried that he had frightened the girl next to him, and he was also annoyed that he had been too impulsive and abrupt.
From childhood to adulthood, Lu Chen had almost never been in a situation like this, where his mind was completely blank and he didn't know what to say or do.
Until a little force gently pulled the corner of his clothes.
When Lu Chen turned his head, he saw slender white fingers pulling at the corner of his clothes. Looking up, he saw Yan Ning holding the application guide. Only a pair of round almond-shaped eyes were exposed, covered with a little mist, and the corners of the eyes were slightly red. She looked pitiful and cute.
"Are you...leaving?"
She asked in a low voice.
I don’t know why.
All the rough wrinkles in his heart were smoothed out so easily.
Lu Chen's voice couldn't help but become gentle again.
"Well, the basketball club has to play a friendly match with the champion class."
He recalled her last move of dodging and felt that he still had to explain:
"Sorry, I lost control a little just now. I won't do this again..."
When he said this, Lu Chen lowered his eyes and looked very self-blaming.
Yan Ning couldn't help but feel anxious. How could this be his sole responsibility?
"Me too! I'm sorry too! Seeing you so close, I couldn't help myself, so..."
Yan Ning spoke too hastily without thinking, and the book he was using to cover his face was also put down unconsciously.
Hearing this, Lu Chen was stunned for a moment.
And immediately, those extremely beautiful eyes were filled with a gentle smile.
At the same time, Yan Ning, who had almost finished speaking, realized that this was different from her directly saying -
She was just attracted by his beauty.
Want to kiss him.
What’s the difference?
So, Yan Ning regretted what he said before he finished speaking, and subconsciously wanted to cover his entire face with the book.
But I heard a chuckle first.
At the same time, a shadow was cast ahead.
Before Yan Ning could retract his hand, someone grabbed it midway.
"Then just now, we are even, but this——"
She felt a delicate warmth on the back of her hand.
Although my heart was pounding so fast that I couldn't bear it.
But Yan Ning couldn't help but put the book down a little, and saw——
The boy's tall figure completely blocked her view, blocking all prying eyes and dangers from the outside world, as if creating a world that belonged only to her and him.
He closed his eyes.
A gentle kiss, full of piety, fell on the back of her hand.
Then, Lu Chen raised his eyes again, as if he expected Yan Ning to look at him at this moment.
She had no way of avoiding it.
I can only look at him quietly again at this distance, just a little closer, which would be perfect for kissing.
"I owe you."
Lu Chen's smile widened, and his dark eyes looked at her steadily, filled with a clear invitation:
"You can ask for it back anytime."
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