Still feels like I'm dreaming
After the two walked all the way back to the apartment, Zhou Anran took a pack of soda candy and sat on the sofa to open it.
She picked out two lemon-flavored ones first, opened one and handed it to the boy next to her: "Do you want to eat it?"
Chen Luobai bit the candy from her hand.
Zhou Anran opened two of the candies and ate them, then opened the remaining candies and put them into a sealed bag.
"What are you doing?" Chen Luobai asked.
Zhou Anran: "I'll fold a candy paper flower for you."
Chen Luobai raised his eyebrows: "Are you really going to send me flowers?"
Zhou Anran nodded: "Of course, didn't we just agree on this?"
"Okay." Chen Luobai lazily leaned back on the sofa, "Then I'll wait for the collection."
The corners of Zhou Anran's lips curved down, revealing the dimples on her cheeks.
Chen Luobai leaned on the sofa and looked at her.
When she first came in, she had casually tied her long curly hair into a low bun. At this moment, only a small strand of black hair hung quietly on the side of her cheek. The light from the overhead light was warm, shining on her fair face, making her look unspeakably gentle.
He had just said something jealous on the way, but when she came back she really started to fold candy wrapper flowers for him.
They have been together for a while, and it seems that no matter what he says, she will agree to it.
Extremely obedient, but also extremely stupid.
Chen Luobai chewed the candy in his mouth and looked quietly at the girl's beautiful profile. His heart seemed to soften for a moment, yet it seemed as if waves were constantly rising.
There weren’t many candies in the apartment, and the candy wrappers were only enough for Zhou Anran to fold two candy wrapper flowers.
She originally learned how to fold sugar paper flowers so that she could keep the snacks he gave her for a long time, but she never expected that one day she would be able to fold them by hand and give them to him.
After carefully folding two candy paper flowers, Zhou Anran was about to hand them to him.
As soon as I turned my head, my lips were suddenly blocked.
Zhou Anran was stunned for a moment, and the next second, she was picked up by him and sat on his lap, but the kiss on her lips continued. Chen Luobai pinched her chin, and she opened her mouth out of habit, and the boy's tongue immediately probed in.
When she first came in, she casually turned on the player on her mobile phone.
She didn't know which song was playing at the moment, and she had no intention of listening carefully.
No one spoke in the living room anymore. The incessant singing covered up the faint sounds of kissing in the room. Occasionally, when the interlude started, the faint sounds seemed to suddenly become noticeable again.
After a few songs, Chen Luobai stepped back slightly, his nose touching hers, looking at her with a clear spark in his eyes, and whispered, "Should I reciprocate?"
Zhou Anran's brain was deprived of oxygen, and the tip of his tongue was numb. He took a few seconds to reply, "What are you talking about? Candy wrappers and flowers? No need."
"Then..." Chen Luobai pinched her palm, as if hinting at something, "What about the time in the hotel?"
Zhou Anran was stunned again, and when she realized what he was referring to, her flushed face suddenly started to burn.
Chen Luobai let go of her hand and moved it slightly downwards: "Baby, can I touch here?"
Zhou Anran's fingertips clenched the fabric of his T-shirt for a moment.
Chen Luobai looked at her with a look that seemed to have some kind of hook in it: "If I don't say anything, I'll take it as your agreement?"
Zhou Anran's face and heart were both warmed by his gaze. She avoided his sight and buried her head in his shoulder, but she did not say a word of refusal. It was a gesture of complete acquiescence. But when the strange touch really came over her, her fingertips that were gripping the fabric on his shoulders tightened for a moment, and she could not help but call him.