Chapter 331 Boyfriend Agreement
Anjing understood this time, and hesitated before saying, "You mean, we need to familiarize ourselves with it beforehand, like a drill..."
A slight smile played on the lips beneath the mask of the cold Yama, and he said, "That's right. If Miss An has any concerns, we can hold off for now. Let's sign this agreement first."
"An agreement?" An Jing looked completely bewildered.
How come another agreement suddenly appeared?
As if he had been prepared, Leng Yanluo walked straight to the side and took out a piece of paper from the top of the cabinet: "I printed it out in advance, take a look."
An Jing was completely dazed throughout, as the agreement was forcibly shoved into her hand.
The four large characters "Boyfriend Agreement" were so bright they hurt my eyes.
The following is an explanation: Effective immediately, Party A officially hires Party B as her contract boyfriend, and both parties agree to abide by the following terms.
An Jing didn't bother to read the terms carefully at all. She asked in surprise, "Teacher Luo, when did you prepare this?"
Leng Yanluo said with a hint of grievance, "Last night you..."
He paused deliberately and didn't continue, but everything was understood without being said.
last night……
An Jing felt a little guilty.
“Ms. An, I’m a very insecure person. After what happened last night, I want an agreement to give myself some protection. Don’t worry, the terms are all what we agreed on in front of the hot pot restaurant that day, and I won’t take advantage of you in the slightest.”
Seeing everyone else looking so aggrieved, what could An Jing say? She could only say, "Fine, I'll sign it."
She then signed her name at the end of the agreement with a flourish.
Leng Yanluo's eyes lit up, and he picked up a pen to sign his name next to it. As he put away the agreement, he said, "Alright, since Miss An agrees to live together, I'll go prepare breakfast first."
"When did I agree?" Anjing stared wide-eyed.
Leng Yanluo, seemingly slow to realize something, said, "Oh, sorry, it might be an occupational hazard. Teachers like to divide knowledge points into two lessons. I was only halfway through what I was saying when I added a supplementary clause to the terms, in addition to what we agreed on at the hot pot restaurant that day."
Anjing snatched the agreement and saw at the end of the contract a clause written in very small print, in which the two words "cohabitation" were tiny yet eye-catching.
This was blatant deception, and An Jing immediately became furious: "Teacher Luo, when we signed the agreement you said you wouldn't take advantage of me in the slightest, so what's the point of these supplementary clauses?"
Leng Yanluo crossed his arms over his chest, tightened his collar, and raised his voice, "Miss An, are you saying that I took advantage of you while we were living together? Last night it was clearly you..."
Upon hearing this, An Jing's arrogant demeanor immediately subsided by more than half. She said awkwardly, "Teacher Luo, why do you keep bringing up what happened last night? Please stay, stay as long as you want."
Leng Yanluo then gave up, snatched the agreement back, and said coldly, "Since Miss An has no problem, I will go downstairs to prepare. Miss An can come down for dinner after washing up."
He who eats another's food is bound to him; he who sleeps with another's body will have a short life.
Anjing frowned, her face turning sour.
Half an hour later, Anjing ate the breakfast prepared by Leng Yanluo.
She sat at the dining table, and the more she thought about it, the more unbelievable what had happened that night seemed.
Just now, she personally signed a cohabitation agreement.
Could this man be clinging to her because he can't find a wife due to his looks?
She ate her rice ball, her mouth bulging, and every now and then she would glance up at Leng Yanluo.
She thought she was being discreet, but little did she know that her little gestures and glances were being observed by the person opposite her.
Beneath the mask, Leng Yanluo's lips curled slightly, but his tone remained as calm as ever: "Miss An, I have a suggestion. If we're going to put on an act, we should go all the way. I won't call you Miss An anymore."
"Oh, okay..." This form of address does sound a bit unfamiliar and could easily give away the lie: "So what did you call me?"
Quietly, she looked up at him.
Leng Yanluo parted his thin lips slightly, his voice low and slightly hoarse: "An'an, how are you?"
Upon hearing this address, An Jing was slightly taken aback, and for some reason, her ears felt a little hot.
But she nodded, feigning composure: "Okay, then I'll call you..."
Anjing originally wanted to call him by the reduplicated form of his name, but then she realized it wasn't right. She remembered that he had introduced himself to her, and that his real name was Luo An.
Wouldn't the reduplicated character then become "安安"?
So she changed her mind before she could finish her sentence: "Luo Luo?"
Leng Yanluo, who was drinking soy milk across from him, choked and coughed a few times, saying, "No need, Teacher Luo is fine, that's a more intimate way to address you."
"Oh, okay then." Anjing nodded in agreement.
"Teacher Luo, can I ask you something? Could you move your toiletries to the public restroom on the first floor later? I'm a girl, and it's inconvenient for me to keep them in my bedroom bathroom."
Leng Yanluo put down his chopsticks and said seriously, "An'an, I don't want to do this either, but every time I go into the bathroom on the first floor, I think of the scene last night when you forced me to take off my clothes, and I feel uncomfortable all over."
"Never mind, if you find it really inconvenient, I'll move down in a bit," Leng Yanluo sighed softly.
This breath was like a cross, nailing the quiet shame firmly to it.
Sure enough, An Jing immediately surrendered, waving her hand and saying, "Then forget it, forget it, let's not exchange."
“Okay.” Leng Yanluo agreed very readily.
Anjing thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up: "Teacher Luo, you still have to go to work later, right? It's almost nine o'clock now, aren't you going to be late? Hurry up and leave after you finish eating."
“I’m not going to work today,” Leng Yanluo said.
"Huh? Not going to work?"
"Today is Saturday, the Imperial Palace is closed."
Anjing was stunned for a moment before realizing that it was Saturday.
This is going to be tough.
She drank too much yesterday and is still a bit dizzy and lightheaded. She was planning to rest for a day before going to work.
But right now, Leng Yanluo is at home, and she is at home too. Doesn't that mean the two of them will have to stay under the same roof all day?
Although, as Leng Yanluo put it, it's to cultivate tacit understanding, there still needs to be an adaptation process, doesn't there?
She was a little unaccustomed to such a sudden and intense approach.
But it's strange how the man she bullied seems so at ease.
After tidying up the dishes, Leng Yanluo stood up and said, "We're almost out of household supplies. Let's go to the supermarket together later."
An Jing was taken aback, and her first reaction was to refuse. But the man opposite her seemed to know what she wanted to say and added, "The first step in building rapport is to start with small things."
Quiet:"……"
Okay, you make a good point.
"Wait for me a moment, I'll go upstairs to change my clothes."
Leng Yanluo nodded, picked up the bowl, and turned to go to the sink.
Changing clothes quietly and putting on light makeup takes at least half an hour.
When she went downstairs, she was stunned by what she saw.
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