Ning Junyu's answer was more direct. He lowered his head and pressed a light kiss on her lips. It was very light, not even three seconds.
"No, give us time for each other." He said, the smile on his handsome face was so simple, and there was a trace of expectation in his eyes.
The touch on the lips was so shallow, as if it had already left before it started. It was completely different from the deep and affectionate kiss Luo Xichen gave her. Compared with it, Ning Junyu's kiss could even be called
It's ceremonial.
Su Wanqing stretched out her hand to touch her lips. There was still Junyu's faint warmth on it, which made her feel uncomfortable.
"Are we still friends?" This was the question she really cared about.
"Of course, no matter whether the relationship between lovers will succeed or not, I will always be your best friend." Ning Junyu promised.
Su Wanqing sighed and exclaimed in her heart that luckily, she was selfish, too selfish to refuse him, and too selfish to want to continue to be friends with him.
"It's Chinese Valentine's Day in two days, would you like me to spend it with me?" Ning Junyu took advantage of the situation and made an invitation.
Chinese Valentine's Day?
Only then did Su Wanqing realize that the Chinese Valentine's Day falls in August every year. Speaking of which, she had never celebrated Valentine's Day before.
"I……"
"Don't refuse in a hurry, I'll give you two days to think about it." Ning Junyu quickly cut off Su Wanqing's words, as if he had foreseen her rejection.
If possible, she wished she could spend Chinese Valentine's Day with Xichen together, but as he lived abroad all year round, he probably didn't even care much about domestic festivals. Besides, he had lost his temper with herself just now.
"Yes." Su Wanqing nodded, "I will think about it carefully."
The smile on Ning Junyu's face became thicker and thicker. He rubbed Su Wanqing's hair again and said, "It's almost noon and the weather is a bit hot. Let's go out to eat."
Su Wanqing thought of Luo Xichen, who came to school with her. He should be accompanying Mechelle now.
With this thought, she stood up with Ning Junyu, thus accepting his invitation.
However, as soon as he turned around, Su Wanqing saw a tall and shapely figure standing at the end of the wisteria corridor. The sunlight filtered through the leaves of the wisteria and cast a broken shadow on his forehead, icy blue.
Her eyes stared at Ning Junyu's hand holding her shoulder, emitting a frightening sharp light, like the ten thousand-year ice of the North Pole.
"Xichen, why are you here?" Su Wanqing asked in surprise. Almost reflexively, she broke away from Ning Junyu's hand and walked in his direction.
Luo Xichen's whole body was filled with deep anger, his right fist was clenched, the corners of his eyes were twitching, and his thin lips were pursed tightly. He did not answer Su Wanqing's words, but his ice eyes were still locked on Ning Junyu. If
Looks can kill, so he must have cut Ning Junyu into pieces by now.
Seeing Luo Xichen's reaction and Su Wanqing's figure walking towards him eagerly, Ning Junyu narrowed his eyes in displeasure and looked back with the same sharp gaze.
"Master Luo, hehe." Ning Junyu smiled a little thinly, and his meaning was unclear.
Luo Xichen sneered, grabbed Su Wanqing, held her slender waist possessively with his big hands, held her close to him, and said: "I'm very sorry, Mr. Ning, please don't do it in the future."