Su Tang was still in a daze until he got into the car and Mo Zeyan opened the door.
He is really straightforward. He holds hands as soon as they have a disagreement. He is really unique.
She was not mentally prepared at all.
Until this moment, her little heart was still beating fast.
Maybe he didn't mean anything else, he just happened to notice her cold hands, so...
But she also felt that his movements were so natural, as if he couldn't help himself.
Mo Zeyan got into the car and turned to look at the little girl with a rosy face and evasive eyes. He was in such a good mood that he seemed to be bubbling.
He also knew that he had to take it slow; she would not be able to accept progressing too quickly.
But occasionally holding hands and rubbing hair can be considered a small comfort.
"Girl! How are you going?"
Su Tang hurriedly pointed the way for him with a serious expression, and after a while he returned to normal.
What could she say about Mo Zeyan's driving skills? In Su Tang's opinion, he was at least better than hers, so her previous worries were in vain.
Mo Zeyan glanced at her sideways and continued to drive attentively. After a while, he suggested, "Is it too quiet? Do you want to listen to music?"
Su Tang also felt that the environment in the car was too quiet, "Okay!"
Maybe playing some music would help lighten the mood.
Mo Zeyan played a song, and the melodious and familiar notes danced in the car.
What he played was actually an old song, "Young for you" by the band GALA.
The cheerful melody made Su Tang feel relaxed and his body swayed involuntarily.
"Does it sound good?" Mo Zeyan looked at her little movements with a faint smile. He just thought how could she be so cute and interesting. He just wanted to hold her in his arms and kiss her hard at this moment.
But these are just thoughts. If he goes too far again, this girl will definitely teach him a lesson.
"It sounds good! Big brother! Do you like listening to this too?"
Su Tang used to like listening to this song very much. At first, when he didn’t know who was singing it, he thought it was a foreign singer.
But when she found out it was a domestic band, she couldn't believe it. How could someone sing an English song so well!
"I like it! This band is in Kyoto!" Mo Zeyan turned up the volume a little bit.
Su Tang blinked in surprise. She really didn't expect that he would like to listen to this type of music!
According to her imagination, shouldn't he like to listen to something high-end like opera
Mo Zeyan seemed to know what she was thinking, "Didn't you expect that I would like to hear this?"
"Yes! I think it's very down-to-earth that you like to listen to this!" Because people who like this song really like to listen to it on repeat, and those who don't like it really can't stand listening to it.
"Have you just realized that? I have always been very down-to-earth! Especially in front of you, I don't even need to pretend..."
"Uh..." He seemed to have never concealed himself in front of her, "I actually discovered it a long time ago!"
Mo Zeyan teased her, "Really? Just keep it to yourself, don't tell anyone else. Professor Mo still needs to maintain his aloof image!"
Su Tang immediately smiled mischievously, "Brother! Can I just tell Han Ke?"
"Do you need to say anything to Han Ke? Didn't I reveal my true colors in front of her a long time ago?" Mo Zeyan said seriously.
Su Tang burst out laughing.
Indeed, Han Ke and Mo Zeyan have met many times, so there is no such thing as a cool image.
The two looked at each other, their faces full of smiles.
Su Tang thought of Han Ke saying she would come to see her, "Hey! Speaking of Han Ke, she said yesterday that she would come to my house to see me! Now she hasn't called me, I don't know if she will come or wait for me at the door!"
"Then why don't you make a phone call and ask!" Mo Zeyan considerately turned down the volume.
Su Tang called Han Ke, and it turned out that the girl was sleeping soundly in the dormitory because of a hangover last night.
"Tangtang! I won't go. Even if you give me dragon meat, I can't taste it! I'll come find you when I have time..."
After Su Tang hung up the phone, the corners of Mo Zeyan's mouth curled up slightly.
The light bulb can't come today, which is great news.
Just like that, I played this song that made me feel good on repeat all the way to my destination.
After parking the car and getting out, Su Tang glanced at Mo Zeyan and she quietly put her hands in her pockets.
Regardless of whether he did it intentionally or unintentionally before, there is no clear relationship between the two of them now, so it is better to avoid some ambiguous actions.
Mo Zeyan saw all her little movements, how could he not guess her little thoughts? He suppressed the smile on his face and said lightly, "Let's go! It looks like there are a lot of people here today!"
Su Tang looked at the underground parking lot around them which was full of various cars. "Yes! It's the holiday! The malls and supermarkets are having special sales, so many people will come!"
Moreover, the supermarket they came to occupied a large area and was an integrated shopping mall, so naturally there were a lot of people coming.
She was secretly a little worried, wondering if she would meet anyone from school here.
Mo Zeyan seemed to be very interested, and she moved her mouth but couldn't say anything to spoil the fun.
The two went up to the first floor of the supermarket. Su Tang pushed a shopping cart from the escalator entrance, and Mo Zeyan followed her onto the automatic ramp escalator.
"Have you decided what to buy?" Mo Zeyan suddenly leaned close to Su Tang's ear and asked.
"Let's see first!" Su Tang lowered his head after answering, feeling that he was finished.
He was very close to her, and the mature masculine scent surrounded her, and the familiar perfume that she had smelled since the beginning of their acquaintance lingered in her nose.
Because he suddenly leaned in close to her and spoke, the hot air he exhaled made her ears numb and itchy, her heartbeat quickened, and her cheeks became hot.
Su Tang wanted to move forward, but she couldn't because there were other people standing in front of the cart.
She wanted to step back, but she could immediately feel the heat coming from him behind her. Now she felt like a sandwich.
Mo Zeyan was watching her twisting body and the back of her head from behind, with a smile on his face.
He noticed all her little actions. It seemed that she was not completely indifferent to him. It was just that he had never made their relationship clear and confessed to her. The little girl must be worried about this, right
Now he began to feel conflicted. According to his original plan, he would deal with all the matters properly before confessing to her that they could be together openly.
But now, as the interaction between the two continues to heat up, he no longer knows if he can control himself well enough.
Maybe, sometimes you can plan many things, but you can’t plan your own feelings and your own heart…
They quickly reached the second floor, and Su Tang breathed a sigh of relief only to then realize that there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
Mo Zeyan knew when to stop, so he didn't tease her, which made Su Tang feel a lot more at ease.
The two walked side by side. Su Tang decided to go to a certain area, and Mo Zeyan would follow.
He had already taken over the cart and had been following her patiently like a good man.
Customers passing by from time to time looked at the two of them curiously, with their eyes more focused on Mo Zeyan.
In a place like this, it is really rare to see people with such appearance and temperament. The young girl even covered her mouth and exclaimed, while others pointed at the two of them and whispered.
Su Tang wanted to hold her forehead helplessly. She felt deeply that her decision to agree to go to the supermarket with Mo Zeyan was absolutely wrong. She immediately sped up her shopping.
Mo Zeyan was the opposite. Although he didn't like being stared at by others, he enjoyed this simple home life when he and Su Tang went shopping in the supermarket like a couple... (To be continued)