Jian Han lifted her head up. It looked like tears were about to trickle out of her small, almond-shaped eyes. “I don’t know how to fort you.”
She was not glib with her words.
Zhou Dayuan curled the corners of his lips up into a smile. “You don’t know how to fort me? Do you know how to do this? He bent down as he kissed the corner of her lips.
Jian Han’s small hand that was holding chopsticks tightened, and she closed her eyes as she was flustered.
She didn’t expect him to kiss her in the restaurant.
He kissed her for a short moment before he asked, “Have you learned what to do now?”
Jian Han was shaking a little. She slowly opened her eyes, and the man’s handsome face grew larger as he neared. There was a hint of his anticipation in his eyes.
“Yeah.” She was under his love spell. She nodded her head, looking silly, and slowly kissed him.
She really wanted to fort him.
Zhou Dayuan’s hand that had been placed on the back of the sofa slid down to her waist, and he wanted to take her in his embrace.
She had yet to kiss him, and suddenly: “Waa!” The small child in the back seat jumped up. He used both of his small hands to cover his eyes. “Embarrassing…”
Jian Han quickly pushed Zhou Dayuan away, and she held the chopsticks in her hands as she pretended to eat.
It was too embarrassing.
The child’s parents quickly covered his mouth as they said, “Don’t speak nonsense.”
“But, but I saw Uncle and Aunty kiss on the lips just now.”
“What is there to be surprised about kissing? If your Dad and Mum did not kiss, how would you have been born?”
“Then, then do Uncle and Aunty want to give birth to a younger brother or younger sister then?”
“Yes.”….
Jian Han heard their conversation and hated that she couldn’t bury herself in a hole in the ground.
But Zhou Dayuan lifted his eyebrows while he broke out into a smile. He looked fatigued, but he was still in a good mood.
…
The two of them went out of the restaurant, and he flagged a cab.
Zhou Dayuan opened the back door. Jian Han sat inside first, then Zhou Dayuan went inside the car.
The driver politely asked, “Sir, Miss, where are you two heading?”
Zhou Dayuan looked at Jian Han. “Where are we going?”
Jian Han’s face was a little red. A night like this, a couple walking out from the restaurant after finishing their meal… He asked her where they were going. It still had the trace of vague feelings.
“Take me home,” she replied.
Zhou Dayuan’s expression didn’t change. He told the driver the name of the estate, and the driver started to drive.
The two of them sat in the back. They were not too close. To avoid being awkward with him, Jian Han turned her head sideways to look outside the window.
At the moment, the radio was turned on in the car, and there was a slow melody playing on the radio; it was an old song.
It was a very very old song. It was Teresa Teng’s
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