Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 885 - 335: If Only Time Could Turn Back (Part 4)_3
Lu Huaiβan, who is ambitious and commanding in the business world, is completing the other half of the snowman. ππ«ππ²π¨πππππ―ππΉ.ππ¨πΊ
His expression is calm, his movements fluid and natural, as if he has done this many times before.
There is not a hint of incongruity.
The servant brought over Lin Chuβs childhood scarf and hat, found a carrot in the kitchen, and the dried tree branches were picked up from the roadside outside.
The formed snowman is looking at Lin Chu, also smiling.
Lu Huaiβan stands in the snow, looking at Lin Chu, with snow falling on his shoulders and in his short black hair, and Lin Chuβs reflection is mirrored in his deep eyes.
Later, Lin Chu thought, if she had a superpower to stop time, she would use it on this snowy night.
The two people she loves most are here.
Her heart has not yet become barren and old.
Everything still maintains its beautiful appearance.
But superpowers exist only in fairy tales, and every minute and second she is experiencing now cannot be held onto.
As time passes, when she looks back, perhaps everything will be different.
...
"Getting old, my body canβt keep up. Iβll head back to my room to rest. You young people can play for a bit longer."
Lin Zongjunβs voice was hoarse and muddled, and after waving his hand, he took slow steps back inside the house.
He was smiling, each step he took was very slow.
The servants gathered in the yard also went inside, leaving the space for the young couple.
The sound of firecrackers was still in the air, some far, some near. Lin Chu stood still, her gaze shifting to the chubby snowman.
Making a disdainful expression, "Iβve never seen such an ugly snowman, Lu Huaiβan, your skills are lacking."
The scene of a cold and abstinent CEO building a snowman was hard to imagine.
She should have captured it with a camera, but she had nothing with her, not even a phone.
It was really a mistake.
Lu Huaiβan took long strides, the snow around was rolled into snowballs, leaving only a thin layer of freshly accumulated snow, so his footprints werenβt very clear.
As expected, the girlβs hands were both icy cold.
He pulled her coat around her tightly, enveloping her completely.
He lowered his head, their foreheads touching, and in a low, slow voice said, "For now, just bear with it. I should improve by next year."
A warm kiss drew closer, and Lin Chu stared blankly at the manβs handsome features.
Her cold lips were kissed by him, his agile tongue carefully tracing the contours of her lips, gentle without any sense of imposition or dominance, considering perhaps her recent fear of intimacy.
Her breath was stolen, her body went weak.
If not for the large hand at her lower back, she would have slipped to the ground.
Leaning against the manβs chest, Lin Chu panted slightly, a faint blush on her cheeks, beautifully captivating.
"Are you being good to me?"
Is this compensation or something else?
Hearing her soft voice, Lu Huaiβan frowned, his deep voice tinged with danger, "Was I not good to you before?"
Lin Chu nodded, "Not very much, you often made me sad."
She wasnβt speaking out of turn; she had thought it over carefully.
She couldnβt tell if it was fading memory or if Lu Huaiβan truly hadnβt been obviously good to her; she couldnβt find memories of him treating her well.
Upon hearing this, Lu Huaiβanβs frown deepened.
With fingers defined by prominent knuckles, he pinched the girlβs chin, forcing her gaze not to evade, and said slowly, "I won the game, and I donβt need you to serve me without question. From now on, just make sure every word you say is a bit more pleasant."
Forced to raise her head, Lin Chu unexpectedly fell into the depths of the manβs eyes.
Her entire being leaned against his embrace, clearly feeling the warmth that belonged to him.
Even after building a snowman and standing in the snow for over ten minutes, his hands were still warm. The force on her jaw wasnβt heavy, gently rubbing, as if telling her not to behave or he would crush her jawbone.
Of course, that was just her exaggerated guess.
Her delicate features crinkled into a frown, "The one whoβs upset is me, so shouldnβt it be you who comforts me?"
Being taken to the hospital for a checkup on New Yearβs Eve, even the most patient person couldnβt endure it.
Besides, her temper was not good at all.
The dominant aura surrounding Lu Huaiβan slowly faded, his deep black eyes looked unfathomable as he lowered his head to bite the tip of her nose. Hearing her small cry of pain, he relaxed somewhat.
He wrapped his arm around her and walked towards the living room, "Itβs cold outside, letβs go in and Iβll comfort you there."
...
In the pink girlβs bedroom.
