She nervously said, "Can we... can we not do this so quickly?"
Over the past three years, they had kept in touch, and in the last year, their ssages had beco increasingly ambiguous, but neither of them had broken that layer of relationship, savoring the feeling of ambiguity.
But now...
Lu Xinyun uneasily spoke again, "Xiao Qing just called , asking to go back quickly, you see..."
"Co here!"
Nangong Xuan’s words carried a hint of displeasure, "Do you want to co over and carry you here?"
"No," Lu Xinyun shivered, looking up at him, "Nangong Xuan, what do you an by this?"
"Didn’t you want to leave earlier? Dry my hair first and then we’ll go."
Upon hearing this, she scrutinized him with a skeptical look. After a long while, she asked, "Really?"
He suddenly laughed, "What else would you want to do?"
...
Blushing, Lu Xinyun took the hair dryer out of the bathroom and carefully started to dry his hair next to him.
Nangong Xuan lowered his head, able to see the pair of long, white, slender legs before him. He had always known that Lu Xinyun kept up with exercise, and they had video chatted once or twice; he knew she had lost weight, but he hadn’t realized she had beco so much thinner.
Earlier in the parking lot, he had deliberately hung up on her because he wasn’t sure that person was Lu Xinyun.
He didn’t know how long had passed when the wind above his head stopped.
"All done, you can change now." Saying this, Lu Xinyun took the hair dryer and walked toward the bathroom, purposely staying in there for a few minutes to avoid the awkward scene of encountering Nangong Xuan changing clothes.
Unexpectedly, as she stepped out of the bathroom, she was utterly stunned.
It wasn’t as if she hadn’t seen Nangong Xuan in just swim trunks before, nor had she not seen well-built n.
Yet Lu Xinyun blushed a deep red because she found that Nangong Xuan’s physique was even more enticing than three years ago. Every muscle exuded wildness and arrogance, making one drool with desire, longing to pounce like a wolf.
Realizing he was looking at her, Lu Xinyun quickly turned away, hastily saying, "I’ll wait for you outside."
The room door slamd shut with a "bang," and inside, Nangong Xuan laughed like a smug fox.
Soon after leaving her three years ago, he realized his feelings. This ti upon returning, besides attending Lu Jincheng’s engagent ceremony, he intended to bring Lu Xinyun ho.
He glanced at his body clad only in underwear, thinking of Lu Xinyun’s leaving figure, the curve of his lips climbing ever higher.
-
The Lu residence was bustling today.
The eldest young master of the Kairun Empire Group was suddenly getting engaged to Han Shiwen, the only daughter of the newly risen Han Family.
As soon as the news was out, countless won across the Empire were heartbroken.
The eldest son of the Empire’s foremost Major had always been the nation’s dream husband, yet he was whisked away by a not-so-impressive woman!
As for Han Shiwen, perhaps outside of the Lu Family and Han Family, not many knew of her.
No, it should be said, outside of Lu Jincheng and the Han Family, no one knew who Han Shiwen was.
There was still an hour before the banquet started.
The pressure in the second-floor study was incredibly low; Xiao Qing sat quietly at the side, pursing his lips without a word, while Lu Jinyang sat before the desk, emanating a chilling aura.
Besides the two of them, Leng Yixing and Qin Huaixin were also present.
Qin Huaixin’s eyes were red and swollen, as if she’d just been crying for a long ti. Beside her, Leng Yixing’s face also did not look too good.
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