The tranquil night.
The starry sky was sparkling.
The dazzling diamond dress on An Nuan's body complemented the scene perfectly.
It was as if a celestial elf had descended from the skies, beautiful like a dream.
She looked straight into Ye Jinghuai's eyes.
She was a little confused by what he meant.
And a little flattered.
She had thought that Ye Jinghuai would mock her a few times.
After all, with Ye Jinghuai's sarcastic personality, if he couldn't accept her edge, he would have definitely kept quiet.
"Forget it," Ye Jinghuai suddenly gave up.
He reached out his hand.
A man in the passenger seat handed him a huge bouquet of roses.
The roses seemed passionate under the night, as if on fire.
With one hand on his crutch and the other holding the flowers,
his actions looked a little silly, but Ye Jinghuai's flawless face made him look extremely handsome.
An Nuan's heart beat faster.
It was easy to be thrown into confusion by this man.
She tried to stay calm.
Watching as the man finally walked up to her.
When he got close,
he casually threw away his crutch.
An Nuan glanced at it.
"Look at me," Ye Jinghuai said.
His tone was a little overbearing.
An Nuan was speechless.
Sometimes this guy could be so childish she didn't even want to talk to him.
"I'm better looking than the crutch," Ye Jinghuai said naturally.
An Nuan was speechless.
Ye Jinghuai took a deep breath.
He looked very formal.
Making An Nuan feel nervous for a moment.
And seem to be...a little expectant.
"Congratulations," Ye Jinghuai held out the roses.
An Nuan frowned.
Congratulations for what.
"Congratulations on the perfect finale of your new collection launch. I didn't have time to prepare a celebratory banquet for you due to the rushed timing," Ye Jinghuai gestured at the roses in his hand and said, "Don't turn your nose up at these."
He used "can't" instead of "don't want".
How overbearing could this guy be.
Unsatisfied,
An Nuan looked at the crimson roses before her and still reached out to take them from his hand, "Thank you."
"Do you like them?" Ye Jinghuai asked.
"I like them," An Nuan replied.
What woman doesn't like flowers?
"If you like them, you should show it," Ye Jinghuai smiled.
When he smiled, he really was a devil.
An Nuan would always be teased into blushing by Ye Jinghuai.
At that moment, she saw Ye Jinghuai suddenly open his arms.
Obviously wanting her to rush into his embrace.
An Nuan's heart started racing again.
She wondered.
Just how many women had he seduced to become so skilled at it!
She suppressed her inner emotions.
And told herself.
Don't be tempted.
She still had serious things to say.
She took a deep breath and said, "Ye Jinghuai, are you afraid of being compared?"
Ye Jinghuai frowned.
His arms were still open.
"Are you afraid of people saying you're not good enough for me?" An Nuan asked, "Are you afraid I'll steal your limelight? Are you afraid I'm too excellent and will embarrass you? Are you afraid..."
An Nuan suddenly widened her eyes.
She lost her balance.
And crashed into Ye Jinghuai's embrace.
He had clearly pulled her forcefully closer.
Her nose bumped into his chest, and it hurt a little.
The next second, she felt Ye Jinghuai wrap her in a tight hug.
Startled, the flowers in An Nuan's hand fell to the ground.
"I'm not afraid," Ye Jinghuai's magnetic voice sounded from above her head.
An Nuan unconsciously clutched Ye Jinghuai's clothes tighter.
Although they had kissed many times before.
She couldn't recall Ye Jinghuai hugging her like this.
Breathing in his scent.
His unique scent.
It gave her an inexplicable sense of security.
"On the contrary, I'm very proud," Ye Jinghuai's low voice sounded by her ear.
She used to think becoming more excellent would be something to be proud of for a partner.
Meeting Gu Yansheng made her question whether her values were wrong?!
As expected.
The problem was with Gu Yansheng, he was too low class.
She said, "I thought a man's self-esteem wouldn't allow it."
"Only men without self-esteem would think like that," Ye Jinghuai enunciated every word.
An Nuan was startled.
No self-esteem.
She suddenly felt Ye Jinghuai's assessment of Gu Yansheng was spot on.
Self-esteem was self-determined.
Not given by others.
"The point is," Ye Jinghuai suddenly let An Nuan go and looked down at her.
An Nuan also looked up at Ye Jinghuai.
Under the night sky, their eyes met.
"No matter how excellent you become, I'm still good enough to match you," Ye Jinghuai's voice rang powerfully.
Just how much confidence did he have to be able to say something so self-assured.
At that moment.
An Nuan even felt.
He wasn't being arrogant.
At that moment she just felt.
He could do it.
An Nuan's throat moved slightly.
And she tacitly allowed Ye Jinghuai to move closer to her lips.
The night...enveloped them.
Qin Jiang sat in the passenger seat, watching this pair of lovebirds.
All they did was sprinkle dog food.
He turned and looked at Hu Feng.
Feeling Qin Jiang's gaze, Hu Feng was a little confused.
"Have you ever been in love?" Qin Jiang asked.
The moment he asked.
Hu Feng's face immediately turned red.
The burly guy suddenly revealed a shy demeanor.
Even Qin Jiang found it a little indescribable.
Sensing Hu Feng's embarrassment, he impatiently said, "Alright alright, I can tell you're an old virgin too."
"..."
Qin Jiang looked back at the two people again.
Damn.
He felt like his precious cabbage was being rutted by a pig.
Yes.
Ye Jinghuai was the cabbage.
After a long time.
The two left each other's lips.
An Nuan's eyes were lowered.
Clearly, blushing with shyness.
She didn't know when kissing Ye Jinghuai had become so natural.
When it had become...
like a matter of course.
But.
Why had it become a matter of course for them.
Let alone husband and wife, they weren't even lovers.
Lovers...
An Nuan's heart was clearly fluttering.
"Help me up," Ye Jinghuai said.
Without waiting for An Nuan's consent.
Ye Jinghuai continued, "My legs are weak."
Then, an arm draped over her shoulder, and his entire weight pressed down.
Caught off guard, An Nuan nearly fell to the ground.
She barely steadied herself.
This guy really was as heavy as iron.
"Can't you walk by yourself?" An Nuan was unhappy.
"Aren't I crippled?!" Ye Jinghuai retorted.
"Don't you have a crutch?"
"It fell to the ground."
"Don't you have hands to pick it up?"
"I don't have any free hands," Ye Jinghuai answered matter-of-factly, "My hands are for holding you."
"..."
Could Ye Jinghuai stop being slick?!
An Nuan struggled to get Ye Jinghuai into the car.
Once he was seated, she saw Qin Jiang was also in the passenger seat.
Qin Jiang naturally noticed An Nuan's expression as well. He told her very calmly and directly, "I saw, you used tongue."
Could she beat him to death?!
That kind of beating him to death!
