Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âAre we not leaving yet? Isnât our plane taking off at eleven oâclock? Luosang reminded him, feeling a little tired.
Hearing her, Xiao Si started the car.
...
At the airport, the three of them used the VIP channel.
When going through the security check, the airport staff asked Luosang to open her bag. Thankfully, to avoid an embarrassing situation, she had packed her clothes in paper bags before leaving. However, when the airport staff found a red box of Okamoto condoms, she was dumbfounded.
Nian Junting and Xiao Si who stood by her side both fixed their eyes on the box of Okamoto.
Xiao Si chuckled, pushing Nian Junting slightly.
Nian Junting ignored her, but took the Okamoto box from the airport staffâs hand, glanced at it, then calmly put it back into Luosangâs bag. As the bag was zipped up, Nian Junting gave a meaningful smile and glanced at her.
Luosang felt that even the bottoms of her feet were burning.
She honestly didnât understand where that box came from. But then, she recalled that last time, Yan Su had asked her if she needed to bring some condoms. This morning, when she came out of the bathroom, she saw Yan Su walking out from her room. She thought that Yan Su was borrowing her makeup, but now she guessed...
The airport staff glanced at Nian Junting and Luosang with a meaningful look, then pushed the bag back to Luosang. âAlright, itâs done. You may get in.
The blushing Luosang grabbed the bag and quickly walked inside.
She only wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, as she felt terribly embarrassed.
After resting for twenty minutes in VIP lounge, they boarded and ended up in the first-class cabin.
Nian Junting and Luosang sat in the first row, while Xiao Si sat behind them.
After buckling up, Nian Junting turned, curved his lips into a smile, then said to Luosang, âWhat does âsuper thinâ mean?
âEh? Luosang was confused.
âYouâre pretending. You art school students just love pretending. Nian Junting happily pinched her cheeks and said, âFortunately, I know you well enough. You âre shy on the outside, but wild on the inside.
Luosang had a bad feeling. âWhat are you talking about?
âOkamoto, Nian Junting chuckled and said, âI saw the words âsuper thinâ on the box. I donât quite understand; can you explain it for me?
Luosang wanted to cry, but failed to shed any tears. She thought that he wouldnât mention it, but to her surprise...
âIf even you donât know what it means, how am I supposed to know? she asked.
âYou bought it, so how can you not know?
Nian Junting was thrilled. Luosang had been telling him that she wouldnât sleep with him before marrying him, but in fact, she sneakily hid a box of condoms in her bag when they traveled together for the first time.
He began wondering if Luosang refused premarital sex because she wanted to marry him as soon as possible.
âSheâs such a liar. She said that sheâs too young to marry, but I guess thatâs just a scheme of hers.â
âI didnât buy it. Yan Su put it in my bag without letting me know, Luosang explained.
âDonât explain. I get it, Nian Junting nodded smilingly.
He always made Sister Lan take the blame, and now, she was doing the same to Yan Su.
âYou do? Really? Luosang looked at him, feeling that his burning gaze was about to strip her.
âYes. Nian Junting nodded and responded with, âSince you donât want to tell me, Iâll just google the meaning of âsuper thinâ online.
Luosang wanted to die.
You know nothing!
She picked up her phone and messaged Yan Su.
She didnât think that the innocent-looking Yan Su would sneakily buy something like condoms.
Yan Su soon repliedâYou found it so soon. Yes, I put it in your bag, just in case. I think Mr. Nian will definitely do something this time.