Chapter 1120 1120. Thank you
Lu Chuan was breathing rapidly. Perhaps the close contact in a closed environment amplified his sensitivity, so that the subtle touch on the scar ran down his spine like a slight electric current, making him uncontrollably tense.
Finally, he held her hand that was sliding towards her shoulder and said patiently:
“These are really no hindrances, so you don’t need to look at them.”
After thinking for a while, he added: "If you really mind, the hospital has actually suggested that I undergo treatment, such as skin grafting. I can..."
He hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded firmly: "Are you stressed when you see these scars? The hospital can take care of them, it's not a big problem."
In fact, it still requires a long time, repeated surgical adjustments, and strong recovery and endurance. But at this moment, Lu Chuan ignored them lightly, calmed his breathing, and said sincerely:
“I hope that the beginning of our relationship does not stem from guilt and gratitude.”
Emotions that are too strong and heavy can make people exhausted and eventually lead to collapse. He didn't want that.
But for Song Tan, her only pressure is that Lu Chuan's body is too good and he is too sensitive to spiritual energy. These problems that can be solved and repaired are not pressure at all for her.
The aura just now is not worth mentioning, but as time goes by, over time, there will be a day when it slowly calms down.
But at this moment she could only retract her hand with regret: "I thought you would like it very much... Isn't the next step in dating a more intimate contact?"
Without those touches that seemed to scratch his heart, the mist in Lu Chuan's eyes gradually disappeared. His eyes focused again, and he turned his head and whispered softly:
“I…may need to get used to it. Take it step by step.”
"Oh." Song Tan seemed to have regrets and said thoughtfully: "Okay, I'll listen to you - but can I kiss you?"
Lu Chuan was stunned when he saw Song Tan kneeling on the seat. This posture straightened her waist and made her appear taller.
Her palms gently held his head and face, and her face full of energy slowly came closer.
The hat had rolled to one side, and the person on the other side was getting closer and closer. When Lu Chuan subconsciously closed his eyes, he felt hair with the scent of grass and trees falling from his ears.
Then, his raised hand stopped in the air, and he felt as if a butterfly touched his forehead. After a brief stay, he slowly left.
It was getting a little stuffy in the closed car.
Lu Chuan raised his head slightly and saw that Song Tan's eyes seemed to be filled with tiny stars under the car lights.
“Strengthen your hands for the misfortunes of strangers—this is the reward you deserve.”
“Dear boyfriend, thank you.”
Plop!
Plop!
In this brief exchange of glances, Lu Chuan heard his own heartbeat beating like a drum.
Song Tan smiled, sat back on his seat, then turned his head and asked:
“Are you hungry? I hear my stomach growling.”
After a moment of silence, Lu Chuan lowered the window, took the heat preservation bag on the seat in front of him, and took out the rice **** prepared in the morning.
Song Tan came over, opened his mouth and took a bite from his hand, and then said matter-of-factly:
"Sometimes appearance is important, sometimes not so important - I admit that my special liking for you at first came from your face. But doesn't your face also constitute yourself?"
She thought for a while and then said seriously: "If you are really ordinary-looking, let alone Qin Yun, then in order to repay your kindness, I can only lead the horse and kick the horse." Lu Chuan was wrapping up Holding the rice ball with his hand, he said helplessly: "There's no need to compare them..." I couldn't imagine this scene at all.
Song Tan smiled evilly: "Look, you can't stand it yourself. After all, if I have a plain appearance and a sloppy personality, I'm afraid you won't be willing to have close contact with me!"
Lu Chuan didn't say anything, he just stared thoughtfully.
…
Sweet rice, crispy and salty fried rice, rich and tender tea eggs, as well as bits and pieces of tender vegetable leaves and oil residue...
The remaining warm rice **** were kneaded just right, and every bite tasted wonderful. Song Tan ate with great enthusiasm, and was further convinced of Lu Chuan's craftsmanship.
Then she laughed again: "So, there is no need to think about these things, the body itself is also the most important part of us."
Lu Chuan wrapped the bottom of the rice ball and handed it over, but Song Tan didn't take it. He only turned his head and took a bite casually. Then he quickly removed the plastic wrap and wrapped him a relatively sloppy rice ball:
“Eat! Raising you is much more delicate than raising me!”
Thought for a while and then asked: "Let's go, will you feel dry just eating this? Let's go buy a glass of water - what do you want to drink?"
She got out of the car first, then held the car door and reached out to him. Lu Chuan paused after getting out of the car and obediently handed over his palm.
The hot and slightly cool palms clasped together. It was obvious that they had only been together for a short while, but Lu Chuan felt that they had been close for a long time, and now everything was smooth and natural.
He turned his palm over and held Song Tan's hand in his palm. He stroked his fingers and inserted them into the gap, clasping her tightly.
The two of them found a coffee shop to sit down. Song Tan picked over and over again, but in the end he didn't like any of them. He just picked out a few more drinks for his family and picked them up when he left.
Yuncheng is not a very fashionable city. Most of the people staying at this national chain coffee shop at noon are young couples.
They were eating their coffee cups and desserts one bite at a time. In contrast, Song Tan, who was holding the rice ball, stood out.
Fortunately, the rice **** didn't have a strong flavor. The clerk seemed to want to say something, but Song Tan was staring at the phone. Lu Chuan only raised his head to look at her slightly. His cold white skin stood out against the creamy yellow hat.
So she turned around instantly and went back with red cheeks.
As Song Tan finished eating the rice balls, he asked another question: "When did you originally plan to return to the imperial capital?"
Lu Chuan thought for a while: "The original plan was to leave it for a week—the flowers and plants at my house will also need to be watered in a week."
Song Tan thought thoughtfully: "It takes ten hours to drive back to the imperial capital from here. Are you tired by yourself?"
"It's okay." Lu Chuan handed her the last rice ball: "And my mother and I can drive alternately—what's wrong? Is it because of my job?"
He thought for a moment: "I can come over often to accompany you after the new year. In comparison, my time is relatively free."
"Why do you come here so often to accompany me..." Song Tan looked up at him: "We've established our relationship, can't you stay at my house during the Chinese New Year?"
She has even made a plan for Lu Chuan:
“You will return to the imperial capital in one week as originally planned, and I will bring you some more specialties as New Year gifts.”
“Then you pack up the flowers and plants, bring more daily necessities with auntie, and then drive over—my New Year’s Eve dinner, auntie will really want to eat it, right?”
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