Seeing her lowered eyebrows and depressed mood, Feng Yanjun's heart sank again and again, until she choked softly and said that she would no longer pester him, and his heart seemed to be pinched.
It was like an explosion, and the feeling of suffocation surged throughout my body.
He seemed to understand something, but he didn't seem to understand it.
Do you want to compare? What counts as comparison?
He was instantly amazed by Lu Tingwan, and even felt that he was unattainable and unapproachable. He always wanted to hold it carefully, for fear that if he did something wrong, she would be disgusted.
Yang Xiaoru seemed to come quietly and penetrate deeply, but it didn't make him feel any discomfort.
No matter where he is, if he sees something novel or delicious, he will think of her, as if... as if she has become a part of his life...
His mind has become much clearer. Lu Tingwan is indeed amazing to him, but to him, it is a very distant existence, even an existence that is out of reach. Until now, he knows nothing about Lu Tingwan's likes and dislikes.
There were only two or three brief exchanges, let alone getting along with each other.
A year has passed, and he seems to rarely think of her anymore...
After thinking about his feelings for Lu Tingwan, he breathed a sigh of relief and his expression became much more relaxed.
"Xiaoru, I, I don't know how to tell you, I'm not sure..."
Yang Xiaoru's eyes became clear again. Although she tried her best to bury her head, the corners of her mouth were raised uncontrollably.
She knew that he would definitely be able to figure it out, and of course her half-year efforts were not in vain.
She buried her head and moved forward, and when she saw that he didn't step back, she took another step forward until she was close enough to him. She raised her head and her eyes were clear and happy.
"Then...let me help you."
As he spoke, he stood on tiptoes, hooked his arms around his neck, pulled his head down, and kissed him again.
This time, it wasn't as quick as before. It was filled with heat and entanglement that occupied all his emotions, making him follow her rhythm and sink with her...
a long time
The two hugged each other, breathing rapidly. Yang Xiaoru pressed her forehead against his mandible, licked her slightly numb lips and asked, "Are you sure now?"
"Yeah." Feng Yanjun wrapped his arms tightly around her, feeling a little dazed and feeling that something was not quite right.
"What do you mean by 'um'? Is that what I understand?" Yang Xiaoru hit his chin with her forehead in dissatisfaction and raised her head to question him.
"'Yeah' means I'm sure!" She nudged him like this, and his teeth touched the tip of his tongue. He was not annoyed by the pain, and there was still a bit of a smile in his eyes.
"What are you sure about?" Yang Xiaoru continued to ask.
"Sure..." Feng Yanjun said in a long voice with a smile on his face. He lowered his eyes and saw her face full of expectation.
Realizing that Feng Yanjun did it on purpose, Yang Xiaoru's hands restlessly tried to struggle out of his arms.
"I'm sure I like you too!"
After Feng Yanjun said this clearly, Yang Xiaoru became cheerful and smiled brightly.
Looking at that, she seemed to want to cheer immediately. She put her arms on his shoulders, jumped lightly, wrapped her legs around his waist, looked at him condescendingly, and kissed his lips again with joy,
He left with a slight click, lying on his body and pressing his forehead.
"Yang Xiaoru, you are a girl, how could you..."
What made Feng Yanjun angry was not that she took the initiative, but that he had been in a passive situation and suddenly felt useless.
"I kiss my own boyfriend, and it's not against the law!" Yang Xiaoru, who had done something bad, proudly raised the corners of her mouth.
"..." He was now very sure that she had planned it for a long time. She had set a trap for him and was just waiting for him to get in!
"Then you can't be so proactive with men. Girls want, want..." What is that word called?
"Be reserved." Well, that's the word.
"Why are you so stupid? What era are you in? The chairman has said that men and women are equal. Who told you that only men can take the initiative?"
"Besides, if I didn't take the initiative, wouldn't you have missed such a good girl like me?"
"..."
"Yes, everything you said is right, okay? My sister-in-law, come down quickly, what are you talking about!"
He couldn't see what posture they were in. Anyway, he was blushing and having difficulty breathing. She was not a greedy little cat, but a seductive little goblin!
Yang Xiaoru hesitated for a long time before letting Feng Yanjun take her home. When she went downstairs, she was reluctant to let go of his arm.
"I'm coming again tomorrow, can you cook for me again?"
His cooking is really delicious, and he cooked it for her himself!
"I can't do it at noon tomorrow. I have to go to class. I'm afraid I won't have time to cook when I get back. Can I prepare it for you in the afternoon? What do you want to eat?"
After realizing that he was attracted to her, he seemed to have no way to refuse any of her requests, not to mention that she was acting coquettishly and coquettishly with him.
"As long as you do it, anything is fine."
"I'll take you to see my sister after a while, right? No, don't wait for a while. When will you have a day off?"
Feng Yanjun remembered that his parents would be arriving the day after tomorrow, and he became nervous and awkward. He was not sure whether Xiaoru wanted to see her.
"My parents are coming over the day after tomorrow. Do you want to meet..."
"Of course I want to meet!" She didn't object to meeting her parents, but she didn't expect it to happen so soon, but it didn't matter. She had been looking forward to it for so long, so it didn't matter if the progress was faster.
"My parents...may not be able to see each other for a while, probably until the Chinese New Year."
Now that it was time to meet her parents, she felt a little guilty.
Feng Yanjun's family has only made some money in recent years. Both her parents are farmers, and her mother has always valued family background. She is not sure whether her mother will agree. She plans to do her father's ideological work first, but her father is not here.
If you are out of town, you can only wait until the Chinese New Year...
"Don't worry, I have to prepare well, and you have to tell me what you have here and whether there are any rules."
Both of them felt a little uneasy in their hearts. They clasped their fingers and looked at each other again, and both laughed in unison.
Feng Yanjun drove Yang Xiaoru home. There was a sentry gate outside the community. Her home had a small courtyard and a three-story red building. Although it was not as grand as a manor, it was still very grand.
He had long thought that the conditions of her home were not bad, but he did not expect that just looking at this community, it was not suitable for ordinary people to live in.
He didn't take the initiative to ask. When she wanted to say something, she would tell him naturally.
Feng Yanhong was a bit heavy-headed. She had just had a full meal when Feng Yanjun called her and asked her to arrange a meeting with her parents.
Immediately afterwards, her mother-in-law came to her and discussed that Li Bosong would take the girl home to meet her parents.
Neither of them was difficult, but both of them were too sudden. She didn't expect it!
Li Bosong's matter has been known for a long time, but Yanjun just came here today, and within half a day, it was time to meet his parents?