The countdown begins, with less than ten minutes left to witness a historic mont of true love.
He clutches his chest, both nervous and expectant.
It must be flat and wide, otherwise, he would have no qualms about kicking Ling Yin off the car!
Actually, he wants soone to tell him that Ling Yin is the right match, only then does this childish notion feel fun!
The heart of this peacockish handso man hides a childish nature; Hua Hua clutches his heart, never before in his life has he felt so on edge, his heart pounding with tension.
Ling Yin also notices him constantly clutching his chest, glancing at his collar now and then; could it be that the kiss mark left on his face last night still stings a bit? Ling Yin feels a bit guilty, so he doesn’t ask, fearing that it would set him off!
He did get a little too excited last night!
He finally understands what Little Yan once said, that traveling is the best way to cultivate feelings. In a foreign place, just the two of them, the atmosphere brings out the best passion in both.
Thinking about Hua Hua’s overflowing passion on the inn bed, his whole body heats up again. The image of him bouncing on the bed in his little yellow duck briefs... well, it’s quite vivid.
Ling Yin is no Casanova; he’s a normal man, and his dress pants suddenly feel a bit tight, forcing himself to focus on driving. Soon they will reach the destination, and once he shifts his attention away from Hua Hua’s scent in this cramped space, his dress pants will naturally relax.
Hua Hua is too focused and doesn’t notice Ling Yin’s physical reaction at all. He’s nervously watching the countdown on his watch: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...
He swiftly shifts his body to block Ling Yin’s view, quickly pulling out a small flower from his collar, placing it in the palm of his hand, slowly opening it—a cornflower, still flat and wide, and he can’t help but jump for joy, excitedly.
"Damn, is this really my future other half?"
Ling Yin, is it really him? Is it him? He feels a bit incredulous, yet there’s an excitent he can’t quite explain, wanting to shout from his heart.
"Who is your future other half?" Ling Yin notices his jumpy movents and curious tone, turning his head to look over.
Hua Hua is startled, "Huh? What?"
"What are you doing?" Ling Yin is curious about his sudden, nonsensical outburst.
"What, what? Just focus on driving!" Hua Hua blushes, quickly hiding his cornflower, tucking it into his pocket, murmuring complaints: "Why aren’t we there yet? We’ve been in the car for an hour!"
"We’re almost there." As he speaks, the entrance to the attraction is already visible, and soon Ling Yin parks the car in the lot at the entrance.
Ling Yin doesn’t miss the detail of him stashing sothing into his pocket, smiling slightly but choosing not to probe further. Instead, he gets out of the car, grabs a small bag, and goes to buy tickets.
Hua Hua, feeling quite spirited, falls back two steps to watch Ling Yin’s back. After they’ve toured around the scenic spot, Ling Yin unexpectedly reaches for Hua Hua’s pocket.
Hua Hua’s senses are imdiately on high alert, almost covering his pocket protectively, glaring fiercely: "What are you doing? What are you doing?"
"My ID isn’t in my bag, I’m checking if it’s in your pocket. Why so nervous?"
To avoid his burning gaze, Hua Hua forcefully slaps his hand away: "How could ID be in my pocket!"
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