Zhang Jingdong stared at Le Yun for a full half-minute, and only when he saw her about to shyly turn her head did he slightly retract his gaze.
Casually, he asked, "By the way, Teacher Le Yun, do you have a boyfriend?"
Le Yun imdiately retorted indignantly, "If I had a boyfriend, would I let you... humph..."
"Hmm?" Zhang Jingdong feigned surprise, "Is that so? It shouldn’t be, as pretty and well-shaped as you are, you shouldn’t be without a boyfriend."
"Is it that your standards are too high, or no one dares to pursue you?"
"You... I’m not telling you; it’s none of your business!"
Zhang Jingdong replied earnestly, "This is indeed my business because it involves your grasp of emotions in songs. A female singer with a boyfriend and one without handle the emotions of a song on completely different levels."
"Because love, you see, only by experiencing it firsthand can you perfectly sing its sweet and bitter facets and truly move people."
Le Yun saw that Zhang Jingdong seed serious and then suddenly felt that his words indeed made so sense.
She hesitated, "But... this isn’t sothing that can just be arranged. I... I can’t just find a boyfriend casually just to be a singer, right?"
Zhang Jingdong blinked quickly, "That is indeed a bit unreliable, but I do have a plan."
"What’s the plan?"
"Since I just kissed you, I have to take so responsibility for you, right? So, how about I reluctantly pretend to be your boyfriend for the ti being?"
"This way, you won’t have to randomly find an unreliable boyfriend, and you can fully experience the sweet and bitter, love and hate in love with . How about it?"
"This..."
The fire in Le Yun’s heart reignited instantly, but she still instinctively maintained her composure, "How can that be alright?"
Zhang Jingdong pouted, "Why not? Do you think I’m not good enough for you? Is it my looks or my talent?"
"It’s not that... but isn’t this a bit too frivolous? After all, this is dating we’re talking about!"
Zhang Jingdong shook his head with a smile, "What’s wrong with dating? Essentially, dating is just interaction between a man and a woman. If it goes well, you’ll be together forever; if not, you can separate at any ti."
"The most fundantal thing now, is there even a little bit of liking for in your heart?"
"Be honest, if you do, let’s try it for a while. If not, just pretend I never said those words."
Le Yun clearly didn’t expect Zhang Jingdong to be so direct.
But she knew she had feelings for Zhang Jingdong. If she said no out of shyness or pride now, she might lose the chance to get closer to him.
But she was genuinely a bit conflicted; after all, it had only been a few hours since she t Zhang Jingdong, and now he was suggesting being in a relationship.
Even though he said pretend, firstly, he had already kissed her, and secondly, based on intuition, she was certain Zhang Jingdong had less-than-innocent intentions toward her.
Seeing her sowhat moved, Zhang Jingdong decided to take a gamble.
He sighed, "Alright, since you’re hesitating, that ans I’m not your best choice, so let’s forget it..."
Upon seeing Zhang Jingdong about to give up, Le Yun resolved herself, "I’m willing!"
"Congratulations, Host, on successfully getting the target to accept the confession, gaining 10 goodwill points from the target, and a 1 million dollar reward!"
Zhang Jingdong imdiately grinned, "Are you really willing?"
Le Yun pursed her lips, "I... I really am..."
But seemingly to not let Zhang Jingdong get too smug, she added, "After all, it’s to sing better, and since you’re the composer, pretending to be a couple with you should be the best choice."
Zhang Jingdong feigned slight disappointnt, "So, you’re willing simply for the sake of singing, huh? Oh well, even though I’m a little hurt, I’ll forgive you for being so straightforward..."
As he spoke, he directly reached out to wrap his arm around Le Yun’s fragrant shoulder.
"What are you... what are you doing?"
Le Yun instinctively stepped back two steps.
Zhang Jingdong, self-justified, said, "Hey... we’re a couple now, we surely can’t walk like we just did, right?"
Le Yun glared at him, "I knew suggesting this you must have... humph..."
Though she said this, she didn’t walk away.
Zhang Jingdong, being the experienced one, naturally understood, so he stepped forward and wrapped his arm around her fragrant shoulder.
Le Yun only struggled a little before letting him hold her.
Zhang Jingdong then deeply inhaled near her neck and said, "When I was teaching you to dance earlier, I felt your scent was particularly special. What brand of perfu do you use?"
Le Yun, though shy, replied, "I use my homade perfu."
"You can even make your own perfu? What do you use to make it?"
"The one I’m wearing today is made with sage, sandalwood, geranium, and juniper."
"From what you say, you have other types too?"
"Yes, like rose, sandalwood, orange blossom, and cedar can be blended into another."
Zhang Jingdong marveled, "I didn’t expect you to be not only an English teacher but also know how to make Chinese perfus. So, this is what they call mastering both East and West, huh? No wonder you’re my girlfriend!"
He then leaned in and planted a firm kiss on her pretty cheek.
For one, having been kissed by him twice already, Le Yun was quite accepting of it.
Secondly, since they were now a couple, to be honest, she wasn’t angry. Instead, she felt a trace of indescribable happiness in her heart.
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