"Sis, I definitely haven't forgotten!" Lin Chuan said awkwardly, "It's you... it's just that you suddenly asked , how could I have known it was this..."
"Look at you, still saying you didn't forget." Tang Yung scolded.
"No, no, I really didn't forget." Lin Chuan quickly shook his head and then said, "Because this matter has deeply imprinted itself in my mind. Just like a common al."
"Hmph!" Tang Yung snorted coldly.
"Don't be angry." Lin Chuan chuckled.
Tang Yung pouted her cute, reddened lips. Seizing the mont she was distracted, Lin Chuan kissed her on the lips. Tang Yung imdiately covered her mouth and said, "You're not allowed to kiss ."
"Why?" Lin Chuan asked, "You're my girlfriend after all."
"If I say no, then no." Tang Yung pouted.
"Then... what should we do?" Lin Chuan asked.
Tang Yung's cute eyes twirled around, then she revealed a sly smile and said, "I'll give you a question. If you can give a satisfactory answer, I'll choose to forgive you, how about that?"
"Alright!" Lin Chuan readily nodded in agreent to Tang Yung's suggestion.
As long as it could earn Tang Yung's forgiveness, Lin Chuan was willing to do anything.
"If one day, you're driving and pass by a very remote bus station," Tang Yung flickered her sparkling eyes, her black pupils as lustrous as black gemstones, utterly enchanting. With a serene smile, she looked at Lin Chuan and said, "And at the bus stop, there are three people waiting for the bus. One is an elderly lady who is in urgent need of dical attention; one is a close friend who once saved your life; and one is . But, the car can only fit one person, what would you do? Who will you take?"
Lin Chuan was stunned.
This wasn't a puzzle for the brain, but a moral dilemma.
If he chose the elderly lady, then what about his close friend who saved his life and stood with him through hardships; and what about his beloved woman? If he chose his friend, then what about the elderly lady who was almost dying, a matter of respecting the elderly and caring for the young? Moreover, what about his beloved woman? But, if he chose his beloved woman, then what about the elderly lady and his life-saving buddy? This was a tough question, an especially tough one.
"Quick, answer." Tang Yung pinched Lin Chuan's ear, striking a fearso pose like a tigress.
"Is... is this question really that important?" Lin Chuan asked curiously, "Can I choose not to answer?"
"Of course, it's important." Tang Yung glared at Lin Chuan, saying, "You must answer!"
"I..." Lin Chuan thought for a mont, then hugged Tang Yung and gently nibbled her earlobe, whispering into her ear, "I would hand the car keys to my buddy, let him drive the elderly lady to the hospital, then I'd walk ho with you, stroll under the streetlights, watch shadows, count the stars in the night sky. How does that sound?"
Tang Yung looked at Lin Chuan in astonishnt. She had never imagined Lin Chuan could co up with such a marvelous answer. As a woman, of course she wished Lin Chuan would choose her, but this was indeed a moral choice. Regardless of whom Lin Chuan chose, she had no right or grounds to bla him.
If he chose to send the elderly lady first, it showed that the man is responsible and has a sense of societal duty, a reliable man at heart.
If he chose to take his life-saving friend, it showed that the man values loyalty and righteousness. This demonstrated he was a true man, a real gentleman.
But if he chose his beloved woman, one couldn't bla Lin Chuan because that's a man's nature, showing that he understands romance and sentintalism. No one has the right or grounds to bla him, much less to curse him.
Originally, this wasn't a question ant to have a perfect score, but Lin Chuan gave a perfect answer.
"Lin Chuan." Tang Yung suddenly gazed at Lin Chuan, the man before her who once saved her life. Also, the man she deeply loved, she suddenly found that this tough man also had such a lovely side. He was hard but not without tenderness; he was decisive in killing yet full of gentle affection; he had a heroic spirit yet was also a little man...
"Huh?" Lin Chuan looked puzzled at Tang Yung, as her gaze made him sowhat perplexed. He didn't understand what kind of look it was.
"Thank you!" Tang Yung's face blushed.
"Why say that?" Lin Chuan asked curiously.
"Thank you for giving a perfect answer!" Tang Yung said earnestly.
"Silly!" Lin Chuan smiled and said, "Actually, there's no such thing as a standard answer in love. Everyone has different attitudes and answers toward love."
"Hmm." Tang Yung nodded, leaning her small head against Lin Chuan's robust chest. Only Lin Chuan's sturdy chest and his deep heartbeat could give her a sense of security, a completely tranquil feeling.
She was very quiet, as quiet as a long-wandering child who had just returned ho. It seed as though she was resting on her cozy little bed, resting lightly.
He looked up at the window outside, the sky was gloomy, and raindrops began to fall at so point, one by one, silently hitting the glass window, leaving clear, transparent streaks.
Inside the office, it was as quiet as if no one was there. The man and woman, each embedding their hearts into the other's body, used their hearts to feel each other's inner feelings. This was an emotional exchange, a silent communication. They tried gently... both were profoundly quiet.
"Sister..." Lin Chuan started.
"Don't speak!" Tang Yung used her delicate, jade-like fingers to gently cover Lin Chuan's mouth, then whispered, "Let lean quietly on you for a while. I just want to lie quietly in your arms, just want to listen to the sound of your heartbeat. Is that okay?"
"Mm." Lin Chuan nodded.
Tang Yung was like a gentle fox, curling up, her tail coiled, lying in Lin Chuan's embrace. Savoring this rare, fleeting mont.
After an indeterminate amount of ti, Tang Yung finally spoke: "Lin Chuan."
"Hmm?" Lin Chuan lowered his head, looking at the beauty in his arms, this fox-like gentle beauty.
"Call Xiao Yu in the future, okay?" Tang Yung looked up at Lin Chuan.
"Xiao Yu." Lin Chuan gazed at Tang Yung.
The two looked deeply into each other's eyes, Tang Yung's lips red, shiny and translucent, tempting like cherries. It stirred Lin Chuan's desire to lean down and kiss those red lips. Tang Yung seed to be feeling the sa thrill.
Alone in a room, a man and a woman with such tender affection inevitably fell into passionate intensity.
Finally, Lin Chuan kissed Tang Yung's red lips, her arms wrapped around his neck. Their tongues, like two fighting eels, each seed intent on rging into the other's body, yearning to hold each other tight, to entangle intensely.
After a long kiss, Lin Chuan gently let go of Tang Yung, their eyes still locked in a tender gaze.
"Xiao Yu, I love you." Lin Chuan spoke.
" too." Tang Yung nodded, adding, "I really wish I could embrace you like this for a lifeti."
"Yes!" Lin Chuan nodded, saying, "I wish that too, but life isn't just about love; there's also the mundane day-to-day."
Pfft...
Tang Yung suddenly covered her mouth, laughing. She blinked her innocent, joyous eyes at Lin Chuan, asking, "If one day, I tell you we don't have to worry about daily chores, would you spend every day with , chopping wood, raising horses, facing the sea, as flowers bloom in spring?"
"No!" Lin Chuan shook his head.
"Why?" Tang Yung asked curiously.
"Life should have aspirations." Lin Chuan looked at Tang Yung seriously, saying, "I, Lin Chuan, was not born just to muddle through life."
Lin Chuan spoke with fervor, seemingly very passionate about his beliefs.
"I know." Tang Yung nodded, saying, "If you were that kind of person, I wouldn't want you either. I know you are a man with dreams, but why are you staying secluded in Jiangbei City?"
This question from Tang Yung caught Lin Chuan off guard.
"This..." Lin Chuan smiled, saying, "I'll tell you about that later."
"If you don't want to talk about it, then let's not. I won't force you." Tang Yung was in a good mood today, feeling intimately close with Lin Chuan for the first ti, thus releasing so pent-up frustration and displeasure from within.
"Actually, it's no big deal." Lin Chuan held Tang Yung, the two cuddled together.
It was not that Lin Chuan didn't want to tell Tang Yung, but because his past indeed held secrets of his life, which were covered by military confidentiality agreents. No one was allowed to speak of them, not even in their dreams.
This ti, the intimacy between the two in the office was not interrupted by Xiao Xue, perhaps because she had learned her lesson from last ti and no longer dared to barge into Tang Yung's office uninvited. Even if she needed to, she would knock politely and only enter upon permission.
Just as Lin Chuan was preparing to leave Tang Yung's office.
A knock at the door interrupted their conversation.
"Who is it?" Lin Chuan curiously walked over to open the door.
Outside was Bai Yifan, dressed in a cream-white suit, forever so clean, ticulous from head to toe, looking exceptionally handso. In his hands, he held a bouquet of red roses, the brilliant red flowers contrasting with his white suit, making him appear even more strikingly handso.
"It's you?" Bai Yifan's originally calm smile suddenly fell upon seeing Lin Chuan.
"Why?" Lin Chuan smiled at Bai Yifan, saying, "Does Mr. Bai dislike that much?"
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