Chapter 41 Chapter 041 "You think my skills are not good enough..."
Considering that Yan Nanxing mentioned last time that he didn't have time for a date, he compromised and chose to have dinner together. He even inquired about several nearby restaurants with good privacy in advance and prepared a complete plan.
Only after Yan Nanxing agreed did Nan Fei breathe a sigh of relief. He opened the PPT he had made and placed it in front of the other person: "I don't know what dishes you like, so I haven't ordered them yet. Why don't you choose?"
Yan Nanxing lowered his head, somewhat incredulous: "It's just a meal, and you've done so much? Aren't you afraid that I'll reject you?"
"I didn't do it for long. I checked it out on the way here." Nan Fei paused. He really hadn't thought about what would happen if Yan Nanxing refused...
Seeing that the other person was speechless, she pursed her lips slightly as if she was annoyed that she was not comprehensive enough. This subconscious little action was seen by Yan Nanxing, who just thought she was so cute.
"Okay, don't dwell on something that didn't happen. At least I agreed now, right?" Regaining his attention, Yan Nanxing didn't bother choosing, simply picking the one with the most appetizing pictures. "Let's go. I'd rather spend time with you."
Nan Fei answered the phone, still a little confused, and instinctively prepared to order: "This restaurant seems to require expedited reservations. I'll go check it out—"
Before he could finish his words, Yan Nanxing grabbed his wrist and sighed softly: "No need, just go."
"I didn't mean to brag, but now that I've said it... I own shares in almost every service industry in the business district surrounding Yan's. I usually give them out as employee benefits. Just follow me and you won't have to wait in line."
Nan Fei was stunned for a moment: "Including this one?"
Yan Nanxing nodded: "To be precise, every one of the ones you picked is."
Nan Fei: ...You rich people are so scary.
Although I knew Yan Nanxing came from a wealthy family the moment I learned about his background, when one becomes wealthy to a certain extent, money becomes just a concept. Only after repeated encounters will one personally experience the so-called power of wealth.
What's even more terrifying is that Yan Nanxing's family is not just rich. It is a family that has been passed down for hundreds of years and has accumulated countless reputations over the years. It is not something that ordinary people can match.
While daydreaming, Yan Nanxing looked back at the person who was wondering what was going on. He chuckled, walked up and pinched Nan Fei's face: "Don't be too shocked, just get used to it slowly when you are with me."
This action required a little force. Nan Fei made a "hmm" sound and tried to slap the other person's hand away, but was caught by the other person's momentum and their fingers were easily interlocked.
Their fingers touched, and a heavy sense of security wrapped them tightly. Yan Nanxing's fingertips were slightly cold, but his palms were warm, just like him. On the surface, he didn't get close to anyone, and maintained a just right distance, but in his heart he was extremely eager for intimacy, even if it was just a kiss, a hug, or holding hands.
Nan Fei's breathing paused for a moment. He could feel his own heartbeat very clearly, thump, thump, thump. Time seemed to be stretched out. The feeling was a little subtle, between ambiguous and not ambiguous. They had clearly had kissed each other, and he didn't feel anything even though they were so embarrassed and confused at that time. Why did he start blushing and his heartbeating now?
Feeling the blockage in his hand, Yan Nanxing paused, and when he turned around, he found a cooked crab. Nan Fei silently swallowed the question he had originally wanted to ask, and said teasingly: "You can't stand this level?"
"You're almost 25, you haven't even held hands with anyone, have you?"
Nan Fei was embarrassed by his amusement. Her eyes wandered and she began to talk back unconsciously: "Of course I'm not as good as you... Don't you boast about having had many relationships?"
"Oh, you're already brooding over my exes before we're even in a relationship?" Yan Nanxing smiled and moved closer. Seeing Nan Fei move away, he felt really embarrassed, so he stopped and raised their hand. "Okay, I admit, I'm a few years older than you and have experienced a lot more relationships, so I'm a bit more experienced."
"But, holding hands with someone like this—" Yan Nanxing turned her hand around, and Yu Nanfei kissed the back of her hand. "This is the first time we've held hands like this."
Yan Nanxing looked pious for once, which made Nan Fei tremble all over. He struggled violently to get away, fearing that his temperature would continue to rise.
"What's the first time or not... I don't care. Let's go eat!"
Seeing the man running away in a hurry, but there was still a trace of the other person's breath on his palm, Yan Nanxing looked at his hand, smiled softly, and then followed Nan Fei's pace.
The restaurant Yan Nanxing chose had a quiet and elegant atmosphere, and the dishes were not complicated, mostly porridge and side dishes, but the presentation was beautiful, without any deceptive display pictures.
Watching the dishes being served one by one, Nan Fei felt a little worried. Not to mention how they would taste, would these dishes fill her up?
Perhaps sensing his confusion, Yan Nanxing placed one of the dishes in front of him and handed him a knife: "Cut it open and see?"
It was a cream ice cream dessert, and its round shape was very cute. Nan Fei followed his instructions and cut into it, only to find that it was all soft.
The dessert was filled with a generous amount of thin bread slices.
Nan Fei was silent for a moment: "Is this considered a dessert or..."
"It's a compromise. You don't have to worry about pure desserts being too greasy, nor do you have to worry about not being full." Yan Nanxing explained with a smile, "Of course there are pure dessert options, but I don't think you will like them."
That's true.
Nan Fei inexplicably felt a little fighting spirit. Yan Nanxing seemed to know his preferences very well, but on the other hand, he couldn't figure this person out at all.
During the rest of the time, while eating and chatting, Nan Fei began to inquire about Yan Nanxing's taste, which dishes he liked to eat and how many times he took a few more chopsticks of them. However, after a comprehensive analysis, he found that he could not draw any conclusion, because it seemed that he had no dietary restrictions or special preferences.
Yan Nanxing had long seen through his thoughts and simply broke them with one last blow: "Forget it, I ordered the dishes, I wouldn't order anything I wouldn't eat. Instead of wasting time, why not savor the delicious food I carefully selected?"
Nan Fei: ...I was set up.
But he still refused to give up: "Next time you come to my place, I will definitely prepare a meal that suits your taste."
"Hmm? Can I take it that you're making an appointment for the next time?" Yan Nanxing supported her hands on the table, her brows curved. "It seems you're very satisfied with today's 'date'?"
It was meant to be a teasing move, but Nan Fei unexpectedly replied seriously, "Yes, I'd like to make an appointment next time."
Yan Nanxing was slightly stunned.
"The last invitation wasn't very formal, so I decided to say it again." Nan Fei put down his chopsticks, took out an envelope, and solemnly moved it across the table. "Yan Nanxing, I want to invite you to my concert."
In the dim light of the box, the envelope was illuminated by gilded patterns, and the sealing wax looked like a burning flame, which matched the theme of Nan Fei's next concert.
"Actually, the official tickets haven't been produced yet. I designed them myself, and I drew this one myself... the finalized template."
It also has his own signature on it.
"Well, it's not a regular ticket. When the time comes, just come to me and I'll take you in." Nan Fei lowered his voice, a little embarrassed, but then he heard Yan Nanxing's smiling voice:
"OK!"
Nan Fei turned around and looked at him, and saw excitement in Yan Nanxing's eyes without any pretense.
"You're so sincere! I'll go even if I have to postpone my work!"
Yan Nanxing really likes this gift. If you ask him what he likes most about Nan Fei, he can answer without hesitation: his songs.
It has to be said that Nan Fei's "date gift" really touched his heart.
The most important thing is that, unlike the ambiguous test last time, Nan Fei's attitude was sincere and considerate, and he even completed the answer that he had not made before: I hope you can come.
It wasn't obvious on his face, but for Yan Nanxing, this was a date that left a particularly deep impression on him.
Lunchtime was pleasant. The alarm on his phone rang for the second time, reminding Yan Nanxing that it was time to go back to work. He took out a tissue and wiped his hands. He said with some regret, "How come it's already two o'clock in the blink of an eye? I really have something to do today and can't accompany you. Should I get an assistant to take you to the airport?"
"No need, someone's here to pick me up." Nan Fei frowned slightly, speaking politely but with a hint of reluctance on his face. Watching the person across from him packing up swiftly, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "You're not coming back for this week's recording, are you?"
What a great word "return" is! It expresses the reluctance to part in such a fresh and refined way.
Yan Nanxing paused, propping up his chin and grinning: "Well, it depends on my mood. Maybe if you please me a little, I'll be happy to go back."
I just wanted to tease her. Nan Fei has always been shy and can't stand dirty talk. At this time, she should blush and say something unpleasant to avoid embarrassment.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Nan Fei stood up decisively and walked directly towards Yan Nanxing, without caring whether there was a surveillance camera in the box or whether the waiter was still waiting outside the door. He just pushed the person against the seat and kissed him deeply.
The intention of trying to please was too obvious, but there was no skill at all. The awkward and impulsive kiss had its own flavor. It was not until Nan Fei accidentally bit his lip due to nervousness that Yan Nanxing grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him up.
Fortunately, I didn't use too much force, so the skin was not broken.
Today's Nan Fei...really gave him so many surprises.
Yan Nanxing wiped the corner of his lips with his fingertips, panting lightly, and still had the energy to tease: "Your kissing skills are not good. You haven't improved at all after so many times."
Nan Fei still had one hand on the back of the chair, breathing heavily. He turned his head to look at her, pursed his lips, and could faintly smell the scent of Yan Nanxing's lipstick.
Practice makes perfect, or perhaps his previous audacious behavior gave him some courage, he actually dared to retort on the spot: "Normal, no one to practice with."
"If you think my skills are not good enough, find a way to train me yourself."
Nan Fei stood up and wanted to leave, without even noticing that the corners of her mouth curved slightly. However, in Yan Nanxing's eyes, this scene was undoubtedly seduction.
Her wrist was suddenly pinched, and she was pulled back and pressed into his arms without warning. Nan Fei's eyes widened, and before she could react, Yan Nanxing pinched her jaw. She looked up and fell into a pair of deep black eyes.
Yan Nanxing tapped his cheek with her fingertips, and her tone of voice changed slightly: "I suddenly changed my mind."
"Is there anything that cannot be postponed?"
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The author has something to say: As soon as I started writing about flirting, I became so ruthless that I forgot about the feelings [猫头][猫头][猫头]
Starting tomorrow from Chapter 21, all the text will be revised [dog head] The plot will not be changed, but typos and word order will be corrected
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