“Ran-jie, do you like me a bit?” Xu Chengan held his breath, sensitively feeling something different about her.
Chen Jing smiled mischievously: “Guess.”
“I won’t guess,” Xu Chengan spread his arms, hugging her tightly, softly whining: “Ran-jie~~~ Just tell me directly, don’t make me anxious, okay?
Shen Ran hugged him, walking two steps forward and pressing the elevator button: “What if I want you to guess?” Xu Chengan bit his lower lip, his mood fluctuating, and simply acted spoiled: “Doesn’t matter, you definitely like me, really like me!” Shen Ran laughed silently. The elevator arrived just in time, so she pushed him: “We’ll talk later, let’s get in the elevator.” Xu Chengan didn’t get a response, feeling slightly dejected, holding her hand and walking in with a downcast head. Shen Ran leaned sideways, watching him with a smile, yet not saying a word.
Holding back his anger, he stood behind her with a cold and aggrieved expression, looking pitifully miserable. Shen Ran opened the door and pulled him directly to the bedroom. Xu Cheng’an quickly closed the door. After walking a few steps, his cold face began to soften: “You…”
“Shh.” Shen Ran suddenly turned back, signaling him to be quiet, and said mysteriously: “I have a surprise for you.” A surprise? Xu Cheng’an was stunned, involuntarily tightening his grip on her hand. After the word “surprise” came out of Shen Ran’s mouth, his mind was filled with thoughts of rings, engagement gifts, and wedding invitations. He was so excited he almost cried… Could it be what he was thinking?
However, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment when hopes are dashed.
This sentiment, Xu Cheng’an felt particularly deeply while looking at the various black and gold cards and the safe’s key in his hand.
Chen Jing noticed his reddening eye sockets and was suddenly taken aback: “What’s wrong?”
“I’m fine,” Xu Cheng’an shook his head, forcibly holding back his tears: “I’m just, just very happy.”
“Really?” Chen Jing looked suspiciously at the grievance in his eyes, moving closer: “I feel like you’re not happy.”
Xu Cheng’an’s fingertips gripping the card suddenly tightened, and his gaze unconsciously shifted away, avoiding her eyes: “You’re mistaken. I’m happy.”
