This guy!
Can you stop making it sound so sensitive?!
Did it... but won’t admit!
This, this, this! She just gave it a little press, okay? Ahhhh!
"Then... then what do you want?" Alan took a deep breath, looked up, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, staring straight at Lou Xining.
This look, clearly a slight pout, but in Lou Xining’s eyes, it was more powerful than a flirtatious glance.
His heart skipped a beat, and Lou Xining hurriedly shifted his gaze.
He did not ntion the previous topic anymore but instead looked at the key on the table.
"Take a closer look, do you rember this key?"
Seeing that Lou Xining had stopped talking about such an awkward subject, Alan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She then lowered her head, looking at the key Lou Xining was pointing at.
It looked sowhat mottled and old.
"I don’t rember. How could I recognize sothing you bought from so hooligans?" Alan snorted, relaxed, and leaned back on the sofa.
Alan saying this was within Lou Xining’s expectations.
He leaned over, picked up the key, and glanced at the ti—it was just past nine, not too late yet.
Since they had already co out, had coffee, and probably wouldn’t be able to sleep right away, they might as well go do sothing.
"Co, follow sowhere." Lou Xining said, grabbing his suit jacket and pulling Alan towards the door.
Alan was caught off guard, nearly missed a step, and barely managed to steady herself, her heart almost stopping from the fright!
"What are you doing? Where are we going?" she shouted angrily, looking at the man who almost made her fall.
Her instinctive glare softened in the next mont...
Why hadn’t she noticed before that this man’s profile was so handso?
The coffee shop at night had many couple’s seats, so the lighting was dim and dreamy.
The beautiful light fell on Lou Xining’s profile, making him look incredibly handso...
Alan rembered that at the charity gala before, Lou Xining also took her away with the sa expression.
Focused, restrained, protective...
Making Alan feel like a princess being protected by a knight.
In the mont Alan was distracted, Lou Xining’s answer ca, "To have a profound psychological therapy session."
As he spoke, a sly smile appeared on Lou Xining’s lips.
In front of Alan, he rarely used professional psychology terms, both to avoid confusing her and not to distance himself from her.
So things, if they could be said simply, he would keep it simple!
Alan felt confused, psychological therapy?
Could it be they were going to Lou Xining’s clinic?
It was so late...
Despite the lingering doubts in her heart, Alan did not refuse.
She had pleaded with Lou Xining for so long, finally making him agree to help her.
Now that the therapy was finally beginning, she couldn’t give up!
They got into the car, and it sped away.
When they reached their destination, Alan realized Lou Xining hadn’t brought her to a clinic at all!
Instead, they arrived at a small village on the edge of town!
The run-down single-story houses had broken glass windows, dim lights inside, the wattage low, and the lighting extrely dim!
"Why did you bring here?" Alan raised her eyebrows, stopping in her tracks, unwilling to take another step forward.
What the heck was this place? She truly couldn’t fathom this man’s thoughts anymore!
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