Wen Ning's face suddenly became hot because of his words, and even his body felt hot and irritated. Lu Shiyan was such a nasty guy, did he know that he was really going to be a hooligan?
"If you tease me again, I'll ignore you." She threatened, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed. However, because her voice was soft and her words had no deterrent power at all, Lu Shiyan became even more excited.
"Oh, how are you going to ignore me?"
"You..." Wen Ning was about to turn her head to glare at him, but as soon as she turned her face away, Lu Shiyan bent down and kissed her lips.
She blinked, looking at the man who was sealing her mouth. She found him particularly charming tonight. Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, as if time had stopped. She felt his breath, his warmth, his passion; everything seemed so real and beautiful.
She slowly closed her eyes, enjoying the sweetness and warmth of the moment. Her hands unconsciously grasped the corner of his clothes, and she responded to his kiss, passionate and gentle.
In the plum garden, there was no sound at all. Even the unknown insects that would occasionally chirp in the past had now tactfully quieted down, leaving the night to the pair of lovers embracing each other passionately.
Time seemed to freeze, the two of them immersed in this sweet kiss, forgetting everything around them. After an unknown amount of time, Lu Shiyan slowly let go of her, his eyes filled with tenderness and love.
Wen Ning slowly opened her eyes, a dazed look still lingering in them. Her lips, swollen from the prolonged kiss, were as alluring as a ripe peach. She panted softly, a blush spreading across her face, making her look particularly charming.
Lu Shiyan slowly raised his hand and gently pressed it against her soft lips. His eyes flashed with a fiery light, and his voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of temptation and expectation, he asked softly: "Do you like it?"
Wen Ning was already dazed from the kiss, and when he heard his words, his face flushed even more. He said in a coquettish voice, "Hateful."
Lu Shiyan chuckled, then took a deep breath and adjusted his mood. "Okay, it's late, I'll take you home, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."
Wen Ning said nothing, then nodded slightly.
After Lu Shiyan sent the man home, he looked at the lights on the second floor of the Wen family villa, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He sat quietly in the car, staring at the lighted window, and a smile unconsciously rose at the corner of his mouth.
"Well, I want to marry her." He looked away, looked at his hands on the steering wheel, and muttered to himself. These words were like a feather gently falling in the quiet night, with a hint of tenderness and determination.
The crisp sound of a WeChat notification on his phone was particularly noticeable in the quiet car, and Lu Shiyan, who was immersed in his own thoughts, suddenly came back to his senses. He naturally grabbed his phone and glanced at the screen. On the WeChat interface, Wen Ning's profile picture was flashing, and an unread message lay quietly there.
Lu Shiyan glanced at the profile picture, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "Didn't you just break up? I want to see what was posted."
He muttered to himself as he tapped the screen with his finger, opening the chat window with Wen Ning. The message came into view clearly:
Why aren’t you leaving yet? What’s in the car that attracts our President Lu?
It was brief and direct, yet it made Lu Shiyan's lips curl up unconsciously. He raised his head, his gaze passing through the bright glass, landing on the second-floor window. The window, which had been empty, now had a figure—Wen Ning, holding a cell phone, smiled and waved at him.
He lowered his head and quickly replied on the phone:
I'm wondering when I can bring you home to marry you.
Miss Wen, tell me, when will I be able to marry the beauty?
Miss Wen, when will you marry me?
After Lu Shiyan sent three messages with a look of dismay, he turned off the screen and looked at her from a distance.
Wen Ning looked at the message he sent, first surprised, then delighted, with the corners of his mouth rising.
Miss Wen, please think about it.
After Wen Ning sent the message, he felt like something was missing. He rolled his eyes, gave a sly smile, then pulled out his phone and clicked on the voicemail:
Good night, brother.
This sweet, slightly bewitching voice was uttered, and after that, Wen Ning turned around and walked into the house without looking back.
After Lu Shiyan saw her enter, he clicked on the voice chat and listened to her voice. He couldn't help but chuckle, "You're such a troublemaker."
He looked at the window again, then looked away and started the car. With the roar of the engine, the car slowly drove out of the yard. After the sound of Lu Shiyan's car disappeared, Wen Ning slowly found a set of pajamas from the closet and went to take a shower.
"Oh my, young lovers, you're not sleeping at night, exchanging glances through the window." Mother Wen said sourly, lying in her husband's arms. She didn't need to look, just by listening to the sound of the car, she knew it was the man from the Lu family who was sending her daughter back. He stayed for a long time before leaving.
She had heard her daughter coming upstairs a long time ago, but she didn't expect that she would take so long to drive away. She didn't expect that when it came to love, Mr. Lu from Jinghua was just like any other man, who also loved to look at the windows of girls downstairs. Fortunately, he was Lu Shiyan, otherwise, she would definitely have kicked him out as a lecher.
Father Wen looked at his wife with amusement and said, "You two are a couple, so it's normal for you to be so affectionate."
Thinking back to when he was pursuing his wife, he was even more excessive than him. Thinking of the appointment the next day, he stayed up all night and ran downstairs to wait until dawn. As a result, the next day, he overslept and was discovered by the maids when they got up to clean up. He was surrounded by onlookers. At the time, he scratched his head and looked at them with a silly smile on his face. He was even laughed at by his father-in-law and mother-in-law because of this. Thinking of this, he felt a little relieved. Fortunately, he married the person he loved and had a pair of children with her.
"They are showing off in front of me. Hurry up and marry your daughter off, otherwise they will keep flirting in our yard and be reluctant to leave. It will make us look like parents who are forcing a couple to get married." Mother Wen muttered.
Father Wen tightened his grip and hugged the person in his arms tighter. "You are talking so casually now, but when the time comes, as your mother, don't cry. I won't coax you."
"You're the one crying? I won't cry."
The voices of Wen's father and mother gradually faded away, and the night returned to silence.
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