Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Luo Sang was speechless. âWhat were you focused on just now, then?
âI was thinking about something that happened at work.
â...
If he was not paying attention to the movie, how did he manage to flash his phoneâs flashlight during the movieâs climax? He obviously wanted to check if she was crying. Luo Sang was impressed with his ability to multitask. No wonder he could shoulder a CEOâs responsibilities.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âLetâs go. Letâs go back in and watch the show. Nian Junting tugged her along.
âItâs probably over. Whatâs there to see? Letâs go home, Luo Sang said with exasperation.
âWe can buy tickets and watch it again. Nian Junting smiled. âI want to enjoy the experience again. I saw you sobbing back there. I donât want to miss out on such an intimate moment. Let me savor it once more.
Luo Sang was about to lose her mind. âOne time is enough for me. If weâre going to catch another show, we wonât be done until around midnight. I have morning classes to attend tomorrow.
âLetâs catch it again next time, then. Nian Junting frowned and nodded.
Luo Sang muttered under her breath, âAs if Iâll come along again.
On the way back, Nian Junting said casually as he drove them home, âYou were quite moved by the film back there, werenât you? Does it spark any newfound revelations about your relationship with me?
âI guess Iâve learned to live in the present and be grateful for what we have now... Luo Sang said patronizingly.
He was fishing for words of affection. She couldnât bring herself to speak them.
âHmm, treasure what we have now. Nian Junting nodded meaningfully.
She pretended to fall asleep in the car soon after to avoid any further questions from him. She slowly drifted off into a deep slumber, and when she woke up, she realized that they had arrived at Tianhu Villa.
âWhy did you bring me here? I want to go back to my apartment. Luo Sang was baffled.
âIâll take you back tomorrow morning. Look, Xiaosi misses you so much. Look at him running towards you. Nian Junting took big strides to the passenger seat and scooped her out of the car.
Xiaosi was circling them, barking happily. Luo Sang frowned. Xiaosi probably reacted this way to every little movement or stimulation. Forget it. She wasnât going to start an argument.
Upon hearing the commotion, Sister Lan walked out hugging a coat around herself. âSangsang, youâre here! Are you hungry? I can make you supper if youâd like some.
âIâm alright. I had quite a substantial dinner. Luo Sang was grateful for Sister Lanâs concern. She was almost like family to her.
âIâll tidy up the guestroom for you then, Sister Lan turned to enter the house.
Nian Junting stopped her hastily. âItâs fine. Sheâll sleep in the master bedroom with me tonight. Bring her toiletries to my bathroom.
Sister Lan stopped in her tracks abruptly and turned to look at them. She gave Luo Sang a curious look. Luo Sang blushed and bit her lip shyly.
âAlright, Iâm on my way. Sister Lan covered her grin with her hands and walked away briskly.
Nian Junting led Luo Sang upstairs into the changing room. He opened one of the closets, and it was filled with womenâs clothing. âI bought these for you. The bottom two drawers are lingerie sets. I wished that I could buy more, but this was all the drawers could fit. I didnât have enough foresight to create more storage space. I didnât see a seductive woman like you coming.
Luo Sang couldnât be bothered to correct his impression that she was the one who courted him actively. She wouldnât be able to convince him, even if she tried. When she opened the drawer, it was filled with intimates in all sorts of colors and designs. Luo Sang turned as red as a tomato.
âRemember to match your bra with your underwear. I like it when itâs from the same set. You know how I have a bit of obsessive compulsive disorder. Nian Junting winked.
âPick a set that you like. Weâll shower together tonight. You can choose between having a bath or just a shower. I have enough space for two, either way.