Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon-Chapter 672 - 673: As Long as You Want It, As Long as I Have It
Ou Jue directly carried the already drunk Xiyan towards the guest room in the mountain villa.
An Ran was a lightweight, didn’t drink, just sipped a few mouthfuls of a cocktail drink, not drunk but her little face was red.
Ji Yanche and Ruge were playing around on the side.
Raising her head, Chi Cheng was sitting in front of her, their eyes met, he seemed to be smiling yet not smiling.
Hastily averting her gaze, An Ran got up, "I’m going to the bathroom."
She left with big strides, trying hard to calm her racing heart.
Just upon reaching the sink, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone.
An Ran was startled, turning her head to see, met with Chi Cheng’s extraordinarily handsome face.
"Why are you avoiding me?"
He asked directly.
Feeling a bit flustered, An Ran instinctively denied, "I’m not..."
"An Xiaoran, you’re not very good at lying."
"I’m really not..." An Ran wanted to shake off his hand.
Feeling somewhat guilty.
Her mind was filled with Han Ningmou’s warnings.
This birthday party, Han Ningmou, as her class teacher naturally was also invited by Uncle Chi...
She knew, the photos of her and Chi Cheng were still in Han Ningmou’s hands.
All night, An Ran was a bit absent-minded.
She really was avoiding Chi Cheng.
Even her eyes, always unconsciously dodging.
The whole day, she didn’t let herself be alone, taking people with her wherever she went, Chi Cheng didn’t have a chance to be alone with her to talk.
Until this very moment.
"Not avoiding?" Chi Cheng lightly tugged his lips, pinched her chin forcing her to look directly at him.
His tone was quite different from his gentle and elegant appearance, carrying a hint of inquiry, "I want you to look at me and say you’re not avoiding."
He wore a black suit, spotlessly clean, neatly pressed.
Leaning down, a few strands of hair hung low over his forehead pressing lightly against his eyebrows, one hand propped against the wall behind her, half enclosing her in his embrace, the other hand pinching her chin.
An Ran had no choice, forced to look directly at him.
Chi Cheng’s lips always carried a nice arc no matter when.
She had never seen him angry.
This terrifying man, even when angry, smiled.
Calm and composed, gentle and indifferent.
...Is he angry now?
Probably, although smiling, it’s very cold.
The smile didn’t reach his eyes.
An Ran spoke softly, "Not avoiding you, brother you’re overthinking."
Chi Cheng leaned closer, "Say it again."
Such close distance, An Ran was scared out of her wits.
"Since the day before yesterday, you’ve been avoiding me, why?"
An Ran pressed her lips together.
Chi Cheng’s elegant voice, "Doesn’t Ranran like brother anymore? Hmm?"
"I don’t... really don’t..." An Ran was nearly crying, "Let go of me first, okay."
"Not dislike?"
"Mm."
He smiled again, "Then it’s like?"
An Ran only wanted Chi Cheng to get up quickly, nodding desperately, "Mm."
"Mm means?"
"Like..."
Only then did Chi Cheng stand up straight, stroking her fluffy little head like a reward, "Then stay obediently by my side. I’ve said, don’t make me angry, understand?"
His voice was always gentle, as if coaxing someone.
Yet just the opposite, there was a hint of no room for refusal in it.
An Ran’s eyes were red, feeling her throat seemed to be stuck by something.
Her brother, didn’t know anything at all.
Chi Cheng pulled out a delicate gift box from nowhere, "A gift for you."
Suddenly coming back to her senses, An Ran looked at the gift box, asking in a low voice, "What is this?"
"Open it and see."
An Ran bit her lower lip, opened the gift box.
Inside... there was nothing but a card.
Even the card, was blank.
What does this mean?
Looking at the little bunny’s confused look, Chi Cheng made a fist with his fingers, chuckled lowly, "Giving you a wish."
"A wish?"
"Anything." Chi Cheng’s words were meaningful, "An Xiaoran, you can want anything, think it through, write it down for me."
"Really anything?"
"Yes." Chi Cheng said softly, "As long as you want it, as long as I have it."
Knowing she shouldn’t sink into this, yet it just feels... so sweet so sweet.
I want you to like me.
Not mixed with any vengeful kind of like, like I like you.
Is that possible?
An Ran asked herself inwardly like this.
Interrupted by a voice at an inconvenient time, "What are you doing?"
Consciousness and reason immediately returned to her brain, An Ran looked up in horror.
Han, Han teacher!
Han Ningmou looked at Chi Cheng and An Ran standing at the sink alone, in a very ambiguous manner, a hint of malice flashed in her eyes.
An Ran recalled the leverage Han Ningmou had in her hands, hurriedly explained, "It’s not what you think, we..."
"The teacher just looked for you everywhere and didn’t find you, finished the bathroom?"
"Not yet..."
"Then let’s go, together." Han Ningmou smiled, affectionately took An Ran’s arm and walked towards the women’s restroom.
An Ran’s heart was refusing.
Didn’t want to be alone with Teacher Han, but was still dragged in by her.
Once inside the women’s restroom, Han Ningmou immediately changed her expression, lowered her voice and sneered, "An Ran classmate, are you treating my words as wind in your ear? Do you want me to print out the photos right now and stick them on the front door of the venue?"
No, don’t--
This birthday banquet not only invited many classmates but also some of Uncle Chi’s business partners.
If at this moment photos of Uncle Chi’s son and stepdaughter kissing came out, wouldn’t Uncle Chi’s face be completely lost?
An Ran was extremely frightened, "Teacher Han, my brother and I really didn’t do anything..."
"Lower your voice!" Han Ningmou glared at An Ran, "Do you want to deliberately let Chi Cheng hear?"
An Ran hurriedly shut her mouth.
"This thing, later you put it in Chi Cheng’s drink, then help him to my room, understand?"
Han Ningmou handed a packet of medicine to An Ran.
An Ran took it, her voice trembling a bit, "This, what is this?"
Could it be an aphrodisiac?
Guessing what An Ran was thinking, Han Ningmou snorted, "I’m not as despicable as you think."
