Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song Chapter 446: Lu Jihan, When Did You Fall in Love with Me?

She instinctively turned her head, the man beside her was impeccably dressed in a suit, tall and handso, with a playful smile at the corner of his mouth.

On a whim, she leaned over and kissed him on the side of his face.

Lu Jihan was driving when Song Yinyin secretly gave him a peck, his hands instinctively tightened on the steering wheel.

And seeing his dazed expression, Song Yinyin felt a mischievous thrill like having secretly done sothing naughty, covering her mouth as she let out a low laugh.

Lu Jihan’s eyes flickered slightly, and the next second he gently turned the wheel, suddenly and without warning, bringing the car to a stop by the roadside.

Song Yinyin was taken aback: "Why did you suddenly stop..."

Before she finished her sentence, Lu Jihan released the handbrake, then turned around to cup her head and turned her towards him.

Then, his hot and searing lips fell on hers.

"Mmm, you..."

Before she could get the words out, her lips were sealed, and the temperature gradually rose inside the small car.

......

Lu Jihan drove Song Yinyin to the reserved restaurant, which was so distance from the city center, taking nearly forty minutes to reach the destination.

It was a courtyard house reminiscent of a traditional quadrangle, with a tall Chinese banyan tree outside, vast patches of green bamboo inside, and a faint scent of jasmine in the air.

From the mont they got out of the car, Lu Jihan held onto Song Yinyin’s small hand.

He directly led her to the reserved private room, and after a short while, the waiter brought over a bottle of red wine.

As the waiter poured the wine, Lu Jihan glanced at Song Yinyin, seeing that she had no objections, he allowed the waiter to pour a bit more.

The crimson liquid swirled in the crystal goblet, reflecting a captivating hue.

Perhaps it was the first ti she received roses from Lu Jihan, Song Yinyin felt great today, actively taking the glass and raising it toward Lu Jihan: "Cheers!"

"Cheers."

He smiled slightly, watching Song Yinyin tip her head back for a sip, his gaze fixed on her without shifting.

Not having to worry about her son, and being in such a secluded space, Song Yinyin let herself have a few more glasses.

The orange light in the private room was very soft, when Lu Jihan ca in, he had already taken off his suit, wearing only a black shirt, the tie undone, with a few top buttons open, under the restaurant’s bright lights, he appeared elegantly refined, with handso features as if sculpted by a master, appearing more noble than usual.

Song Yinyin was srized by his look, instinctively reaching out to caress his face, suddenly blurting out a question.

"Lu Jihan, when did you start liking ?" When Song Yinyin asked this, her mind was a bit hazy.

Maybe it’s precisely because of this, she let her nature take over, asking the question.

The misty light cast a soft glow over the man’s face, accentuating the distinct sharpness of Lu Jihan’s features.

Lu Jihan looked at the woman whose cheeks were flushed, with a gentle, soft smile: "You’re drunk."

Song Yinyin pouted, "No, I’m not!"

"You are."

"I’m not... hic..."

Hearing this, Lu Jihan found it both amusing and exasperating, got up and sat beside her, pulling her into his embrace.

Just as Song Yinyin was feeling a bit dizzy, a warm body ca closer, and she naturally leaned against the man’s shoulder.

Gradually, her eyes began to close, as if she was about to drift off to sleep.

Just then, Lu Jihan’s phone rang in his pocket, and Song Yinyin, seemingly disturbed, frowned and mumbled softly.