Chapter 260: Extra: Bizarre Magical Reality 3
He paused for a moment and said again, “I heard from my parents that you plan to propose to Yangyang.”
Jiang Yanzhou’s lips curled ever-so-slightly, and an inconspicuous smile emerged. “Yes, I plan to propose at the end of the year.”
Lu Mingyu glanced at the ring on his left hand, remained silent for a moment, and said, “That’s your business, but Yangyang is still young and not in a hurry to get married.”
Jiang Yanzhou looked outside, his eyes filled with tenderness, “I know.”
The note that was initially nestled amid the flowers had slid below the vase, and the bouquet, which was missing three flowers, still rested on the edge of the coffee table.
On the card was elegant and resolute handwriting: “You are the only one who makes my heart skip a beat.”
Lu Yang slumped on the sofa, casually playing with her phone.
They brought the meal to the dining table and asked her to wash her hands and get ready to eat.
With Lu Mingyu around, there was no chance for tranquility. As a result, the meal was more lively than a marketplace.
Lu Yang was going to work the night shift at the hospital tonight. After finishing lunch, she tidied up a bit and went to bed.
She woke up again two hours later.
Outside, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the leaves, and the wind rustled, causing the leaves to collide continuously, making a rustling sound. Golden spots of light on the ground swayed with the movement.
Lu Yang felt something strange under her head. She moved her head and slowly lifted her heavy eyelids.
Her focus settled, and the familiar face came into view.
In that moment of eye contact with Jiang Yanzhou, Lu Yang’s heart surged with excitement.
No matter how much they quarreled and how unpleasant things got, he would never abandon her or neglect her.
Every time she thought he had left, he would reappear in front of her when she turned around.
He always said that only when she was by his side, he could truly be himself. Likewise, in front of him, she didn’t have to control her emotions.
Lu Yang’s clear eyes were filled with confusion as she looked at him with sleepy eyes. Jiang Yanzhou’s heart went somewhat irregular again, and he spoke with a hoarse voice, “There’s still an hour left, you can sleep a little longer.”
Lu Yang made a soft sound of agreement and instinctively reached for his waist and abdomen, pinching it lightly, “Aren’t you going to ask me for repayment? About the clothes.”
Her touch felt like poison spreading in the river, causing Jiang Yanzhou’s internal organs to uncontrollably soften.
“Do you feel like you owe me something?” Lu Yang asked. One card for one piece of perfunctory clothing.
The clothes were bought by her brother.
“Not at all,” Jiang Yanzhou’s voice slowly flowed out from his throat. In fact, he was a very cold person, maintaining absolute calmness towards people and things since childhood. Only Lu Yang could drive him to act irrationally. In the beginning, he told her that love was painful, but in the end, he became the one who couldn’t leave. Jiang Yanzhou used to be different.
Sometimes, he felt like he was a lunatic. He thought about teaching her a lesson several times, making her miss him more, but every time he thought of her silently shedding tears, his heart couldn’t bear the pain.
The inexplicable love in the depths of his heart swelled bigger and bigger.
His emotional need for her grew stronger, enough to last several lifetimes, but a lifetime was short, and he couldn’t bear to spend time arguing with her.
Lu Yang examined his expression, as if trying to figure out if his words were true or false.
Jiang Yanzhou buried his face in the crook of her neck and lightly kissed her skin with cool lips, enticing her, “If you feel guilty, give me some sweet rewards.”
Lu Yang was at a loss for words.
Jiang Yanzhou was always scheming in this regard. Give a little to gain a lot.
At first, it seemed normal, but later, his true nature was revealed. He took advantage of a little grievance and acted without restraint. “Do you think you’ve taken advantage of me?” Lu Yang asked.
One card for one piece of perfunctory clothing.
The clothes were bought by her brother.
“Not at all.”
Jiang Yanzhou’s voice flowed slowly from his throat. In fact, he was a very cold person. From childhood to adulthood, he maintained absolute calmness towards people and events. Only Lu Yang could provoke irrational emotions in him.
In the beginning, he told her that love was painful, but in the end, he couldn’t stay away from her. Jiang Yanzhou used to be different.
Sometimes, he felt like he was a lunatic. He had thought about teaching her a lesson several times, making her miss him more, but every time he thought of her silently shedding tears, his heart couldn’t bear the pain.
The inexplicable love in the depths of his heart swelled bigger and bigger.
His emotional need for her grew stronger, enough to last several lifetimes, but a lifetime was short, and he couldn’t bear to spend time arguing with her.
Lu Yang scrutinized his expression, as if trying to figure out if his words were true or false.
Jiang Yanzhou buried his face in the crook of her neck and lightly kissed her skin with cool lips, enticing her, “If you feel guilty, give me some sweet rewards.”
Jiang Yanzhou was always scheming in this regard. Give a little to gain a lot.
At first, it seemed normal, but later, his true nature was revealed. He took advantage of a little grievance and acted without restraint.
“Do you think you’ve taken advantage of me?” Lu Yang asked.
“In bed, you call me Sister. Outside the bed, it’s Lu Yang,” Lu Yang said meaningfully.
“Didn’t you ask me to call you Sister?” Jiang Yanzhou sounded innocent.
“I didn’t ask you to call me that in bed!”
“Wherever I call you, it’s not calling. You said so, Sister…”
Lu Yang carefully recalled the day they first met and only remembered the sweet and not cloying scent that lingered in the air. She was in a good mood and enjoyed it very much.
The ceiling above her head was lit by daylight, and he sat across from her, his figure slender and lazy, his eyes carrying a hint of oppression and distance.
She was inherently wild and arrogant.
The cunning idea of curbing his sharpness quietly emerged.
Their story seemed to have begun when she couldn’t stand his arrogance.
At the time, she only felt that it was just a conversation with a perverse taste.
But she never expected.
That ordinary day had now become the throbbing of a lifetime..