Translator:
Nyoi-Bo Studio
Editor:
Nyoi-Bo Studio
Luosang sighed. Nian Junting made her feel like they were going to get married soon.
Now, tell me how much I should put on your meal card? Two-hundred isn’t gonna happen. It’s way too little. Five-thousand, that’s my biggest compromise. From now on, every time you come here to eat, don’t forget to order some decent food.
While speaking, Nian Junting took out a bank card and said,
Gain some weight. I don’t like you being too skinny.
Luosang opened her mouth, but didn’t manage to interrupt his speech. Didn’t he say that he’ll let me decide? Yet still, he made the call himself.
However, hearing him speak with a tone of command, but with concern, she felt sweet.
Before, every time she left home for school, her father would also tell her again and again to gain some weight.
After topping up the meal card, Luosang looked at her watch, then said,
You should go. I’m going to class.
Nian Junting glanced at her and said,
I’ll walk you to your classroom. By the way, I want to know how Huang Qingyang looks.
He Ruyi just mentioned him in casual talk, yet you memorized his name.
Luosang gave a bitter smile and responded,
I don’t even know who he is.
Nian Junting frowned.
I’m not lying to you. So many boys like me, how could I know who he is? Besides, I’ve been busy studying and working; I don’t even get much time to hang out with my classmates.
Em, I’m not the jealous type, so you don’t need to explain in detail.
Luosang was a little speechless.
Nian Junting remained silent for a while, then said,
But I’ll repeat this one more time—You’re not allowed to call Chi Shengxu ‘Xu’ again.
Who just said that he’s not the jealous type? Luosang didn’t even bother saying anything to him.
And you better stay away from the boys in your school. I’m not trying to control your life, I just found that nearly all the boys here have narrow and dirty minds,
he added with a deep voice.
I didn’t let you read the comments in the forum this morning, but I’ve read some myself. I didn’t see any of your suitors supporting you. Instead, tons of people used bad and dirty language. How can these boys have so many unhealthy thoughts in their heads? When my friends and I were at their age, we were simple and honest.
Simple and honest… Luosang wanted to laugh. She had never seen anyone praise themselves while depreciating others. However, she admired him for being able to say it out loud.
Mr. Nian,
she said,
Let me walk you to your car.
Alright,
he said.
They walked through the woods. Earlier, Luosang’s head was muddled, but now, her mind was clear. The sudden silence between her and Nian Junting made her feel a little awkward.
About four or five minutes later, he held her hand. He was very healthy, his palm was thick and warm. The warmth coming from his palm surged to every corner of her body, making her face blush.
Mr. Nian…
What?
He turned to look at her.
She was walking by his side, about shoulder height to him, even though she was relatively tall among other girls. However, maybe because he was extra tall and strong, she looked tiny beside him.
The sunlight poured down through the gaps between the leaves on her pretty, ruddy face. He wanted to hold her in arms, but since they just built a relationship, he decided to take things slow. He believed that she was only pretending to be cool.
My hand…
Luosang gritted her teeth, reminding him.
Nian Junting raised their hands. Her hand was snow-white, while his hand had a beautiful olive color. The colors of their skins were such a perfect match.
Em, this hand needs a ring,
he said.
Luosang was speechless again.
