"Su Wantang".
The breath stirred the fine hairs on my face, making me feel ticklish, and my anger subsided involuntarily.
"Um."
Hearing that carefree, nasal tone, a hint of helplessness flashed across Lu Huai'an's eyes.
He half-propped himself up and sank back onto the bed, embracing Su Wantang through the blanket, his angular jaw buried in Su Wantang's neck, sending a shiver down his spine.
Su Wantang tilted her head and called out.
"Lu Huai'an".
"Wantang, go ahead. I didn't mean to stop you, I just..."
The man's voice was deeper than usual, filled with deep tenderness and reluctance.
I don't want you to leave.
"I'm afraid you'll be taken away by someone else, and I'm also afraid you'll fall for a better man. After all, our engagement... didn't start off well."
Su Wantang frowned, displeased, and said, "Lu Huai'an, do you think I'm such a fickle person?"
“But you’re not seeing me anymore…” Lu Huai’an’s voice carried a hint of grievance.
Su Wantang felt a pang of heartache and almost blurted out, "Virgin! Who said we can't be virgins!"
But quick-witted, she realized something and scoffed, "Lu Huai'an, don't think I don't know what you're up to. You may be virgin, but didn't you just kiss me?"
Lu Huai'an readily agreed: "Comrade Su Wantang, I'm willing to take responsibility for you!"
This is really... like an abacus bead hitting her face.
"No way," Su Wantang said firmly.
"Why?"
Lu Huai'an nuzzled Su Wantang's neck again, and Su Wantang let out a soft cry.
"Lu Huai'an, stay away from me, it tickles."
With the sound masked, Su Wantang did not hear the sudden increase in breathing in the darkness.
"Um."
This sound... seems a bit off.
Lu Huai'an asked again, "Wantang, why?"
Su Wantang's thoughts were successfully diverted.
"Lu Huai'an, I admit I'm not completely indifferent to you, but we've only known each other for a short time, and I don't want to hastily settle down after such a brief separation. I hope—"
"I see."
He had made up his mind about Wan Tang, but Wan Tang wasn't someone he couldn't live without; perhaps there were still some concerns...
Lu Huai'an's voice was low and muffled, which made Su Wantang feel uneasy. She murmured a couple of times, but couldn't bring herself to say anything against her conscience.
If she didn't need to leave, and the two of them didn't need to be separated, she might have naturally agreed to try starting a relationship with Lu Huai'an.
But this assumption doesn't exist, and given the distance between them, Su Wantang lacks the confidence to handle a budding but fragile relationship, and she doesn't want emotional issues to affect her work.
"Then you have to write to me! One letter a month! No, that's too long, one letter a week! Or... one letter a day?"
Su Wantang, feeling melancholy, was amused by Lu Huai'an's increasingly audacious words, but a strange warmth welled up inside her.
"One letter a week!" she declared decisively.
Lu Huai'an frowned and thought for a moment, then hummed in agreement.
Wan Tang writes him a letter a week, but he can write her a letter every day.
"Wantang, don't worry, I will try my best."
"I'll come back to see you as soon as I have a holiday."
"good."
......
Two hearts that had made up their minds drew closer to each other that night, nestled together, and fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, Su Wantang's biological clock woke her up on time.
She subconsciously looked to her side, but it was empty. She looked away, changed her clothes, and went to the bathroom to wash up. But when she got to the bathroom door, she found that the door was closed.
Auntie?
Su Wantang blinked her drowsy eyes and was about to turn and leave when the bathroom door was opened from the inside, and a blast of cold air rushed in.
"Lu Huai'an?"
Shouldn't he be at the cafeteria getting food at this time?
"Wantang, go wash up." Lu Huai'an stepped aside and quickly returned to his room.
Whether it was her imagination or not, Su Wantang felt that Lu Huai'an's expression was a little strange just now, but her confused mind was not fully clear, so she didn't think much of it.
Her pupils dilated when a splash of water was poured on her face.
It can't be...
While eating at the dinner table, Su Wantang couldn't help but glance at Lu Huai'an a few more times. Seeing his calm expression, she couldn't help but despise her own lewd thoughts.
Wen Wanqing glanced at the furtive Su Wantang, then at Lu Huai'an, who seemed upright but was actually sitting on pins and needles, and frowned.
These two are acting strangely, what's wrong with them?
However, the scene did look somewhat familiar.
It's like they've done something wrong.
The food was prepared by the cafeteria. Wen Wanqing didn't have much of an appetite. She finished her porridge, ate a few bites of vegetables, and then stopped.
Hearing the sound of her slamming down her chopsticks, Su Wantang looked over and blankly called out, "Auntie?"
"Remember, you owe me two meals."
Familiar words, a thought popped into Su Wantang's mind.
Is Wen Wanqing a foodie?
“Mom, Wan Tang is a good cook, but she’s not your cook. She has no obligation or need to cook for you. If you want to eat, just tell me and I’ll make it for you.”
Lu Huai'an's words were, in a way, an affirmation of this fact.
"Who cares about your wretched food! I'd rather go home and mooch off Aunt Wang than have you cook!"
"Mom, I have no objection, and I don't think Grandpa will have any objection either."
"Treason!"
“Huai’an,” Su Wantang called out, “This is what Mom and I agreed on; Mom didn’t force me.”
The aggrieved Wen Wanqing instantly felt triumphant: "Look at your wife, she has such a broad perspective, you should learn from her."
“Then I’ll cook these two meals for Wantang, or I can cook four meals.”
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