The car drove slowly in the traffic, and the car was extremely quiet.

Chu Yao's fingers kept playing with the seat belt, and from time to time she could hear the man's deep breathing in her ears.

She thought the atmosphere would continue like this, but Bo Nanxian suddenly said: "Aren't you more innocent? You don't love me enough."

Chu Yao: “………”

Her red lips pursed tightly and she did not immediately refute.

Because I don’t know how to refute.

It seems to be true.

The carriage fell into silence again, but this time it was a bit strange.

Chuyao felt that she should say something.

At this time, the man's voice sounded again, "But it doesn't matter, I just love you enough."

Chu Yong's drooping eyelashes trembled, and so did her heart. Her fingertips tightened the seat belt little by little.

Why doesn't it matter?

It's relevant.

Chuyao raised her eyelids, looked at him sideways, and said softly: "Give me a little more time."

"Okay." The traffic light ahead happened to turn red. Bo Nanxian slowly stepped on the brakes, turned his head, looked into her eyes, and stretched out his hand.

Chu Yao lowered her eyes and looked at the man's well-jointed hands, which she had commented were very suitable for lifting bricks.

She pursed her lips and slowly placed her hand on the man's palm. The warm feeling seemed to spread to her heart little by little along the interlocked hands.

"Your hands are very beautiful." Chuyao said.

Bo Nanxian: "Really?"

"Yes." Chu Yao nodded, the corners of her lips turning up, "It's the perfect way to hold my hand."

As soon as the words fell, she heard a low laugh escape from the man's throat, followed by his extremely serious voice, "What about my mouth?"

Chu Yao: “………”

Good guys, have you learned how to ask questions by drawing inferences?

She frowned slightly, "Good question."

Bo Nanxian held her hand with one hand and held the steering wheel with the other. There was a smile in his voice, "Why didn't Teacher Xiaochu answer?"

"My hand is suitable for holding your hand, but what about my mouth?"

Chu Yao: “………”

She raised her hand and rubbed her temples, and said helplessly: "You did it on purpose."

"I'm asking sincerely."

"Well, your mouth is suitable for eating."

After the words fell, the man smiled even more happily.

"Indeed, but it's not the only answer."

Chu Yao: "Then what other answers do you think?"

Bo Nanxian: "The answer lies in your heart."

Chu Yao raised her eyebrows and said thoughtfully: "Then I have to think about it carefully."

The carriage became quiet again.

Chu Yao turned her head and looked at the orange sky gradually turning orange outside the car window, and suddenly asked: "In what capacity should I attend your grandpa's birthday party?"

Bo Nanxian: "Girlfriend."

"Can't it be my ex-wife?" Chuyao asked deliberately.

"Okay." The man glanced at her and said slowly: "Then I will introduce you as my ex-wife and current girlfriend."

Chu Yao: “………”

It sounds complicated.

"Then forget it." Chu Yao touched his hand and said with a smile, "Just a girlfriend."

Bo Nanxian glanced sideways at her, "Well, listen to your girlfriend."

**

The ring crystal chandelier sheds a large amount of light, making the dress studio as bright as day.

When I first looked at the various styles of dresses displayed on the model rack, I felt dazzled and suddenly I didn’t know which one to choose.

"Which one do you like?"

The man's magnetic voice sounded in her ears. Chu Yao was at a loss and shook her head, "I don't know either."

Bo Nanxian looked at her face and said amusedly: "Or do you like them all?"

"You help me choose." Chu Yao threw this problem to him.

Bo Nanxian walked around the studio and stopped on a red tube top dress.

He had seen Chuyao wearing a red dress, and her vivid beauty suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Try this?" He tilted his head to ask Chu Yao's opinion.

Chu Yao's eyes moved from the dress to the man's face, "You can try it, but I'm afraid it won't be appropriate to wear red at your grandpa's birthday party."

"You're right." Bo Nanxian nodded slightly, "Then keep it and wear it to our engagement party."

Chu Yao raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "That seems a bit early."

"Really?" Bo Nanxian stared at her deeply.

Chuyao looked at him for a few seconds, then looked away and said calmly: "You can choose another color."

"Okay."

Bo Nanxian finally chose a pale pink dress for Chu Yao. The one-shoulder design revealed her delicate collarbones and perfectly curved white neck, which was classic yet elegant.

The waistline is gathered just right so that the girl's waist is not too full. The length of the skirt just reaches the ankles, making the whole person look slim and graceful, with a gentle temperament.

"This is a good one." Chu Yao looked at herself in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

Bo Nanxian curled his lips, "What about this one?"

"It's up to you." Chuyao gave the man a thumbs up, "Then I'll replace it."

"Wait a minute." Bo Nanxian held her hand and said softly: "Now it's your turn to help me choose."

There are not only women's dresses but also men's dresses in the studio.

Chu Yao had seen Bo Nanxian wearing black suits many times on weekdays, and suddenly she wanted to see him wearing something different.

She set her sights on a white and pink dress.

Seeing Chu Yao walking towards these colors, Bo Nanxian frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed it, and his straight thin lips curled up slowly.

Couple outfit.

It’s pretty good too.

Although the pink suit looks good on Bo Nanxian, it may be because his domineering aura is too obvious, giving people a strange and awkward feeling.

So Chu Yao just took the man and took a selfie in the mirror, then asked him to change into a white suit.

Sure enough, a white suit is more suitable for Bo Nanxian's temperament than a pink suit. He looks less cold and distant from wearing a black suit, and more noble and gentle.

Chu Yao stared at the man blankly, feeling absent-minded for a moment.

She never thought that one day, she would meet her own Prince Charming.

The book-traveling system spoke up at this time: [Hey, host, didn’t you want to know who was the person who tampered with the plot last time?]

Chu Yao's attention was instantly attracted by these words: [Who?]

Chuanshu System: [Actually, the head office feels a little guilty for delaying your retirement, so it specially applied to bring you and Mr. Bo together.]

Chuyao:【…………】

What a damn bad luck.

Who do I want to like, who do I want to be with, does it have anything to do with the system?

Damn it, I hate this system even more.

Book threading system:【…………】

Ah, this, it seems a bit self-defeating?

Just when Chu Yao was about to greet all the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the general system, a warmth suddenly came from his palms.

She pulled back from her thoughts and saw that the man was already standing in front of her, holding her hand with a pair of jade-jointed hands, stroking her fingertips.

He seemed to like touching her hand like this.

Chu Yao's eyes fell on the man's face, and a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes stared at him seriously.

She pursed her bright red lips and said with a smile: "Young master, you should only see paintings, and I am the only one who knows the beauty of them. If you write about the water and the sky, you will definitely not be a person in this world."

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