A Crazy Love Proposal
Chapter 151 - 151 87 Itching to Fight

Chapter 151: Chapter 87 Itching to Fight Chapter 151: Chapter 87 Itching to Fight “Have you been taking some kind of medicine?” Yun Yuwan couldn’t help but ask him.

He glanced at her indifferently, “What medicine?”

Feeling ashamed, she even raised the partition behind the seats, speaking in a lower voice, “You know what medicine. How come you’re always in the mood, anytime, anywhere.”

Wen Yangzhi scrolled through the next financial report and continued to examine the companies he was considering investing in. “I don’t need medicine; you are indeed very cute.”

Caught off guard by his compliment, Yun Yuwan felt a bit embarrassed and rubbed her face against his chest, “Why do you have to say it outright?”

Her voice was coquettish as she rubbed against his chest, acting spoiled.

She was happy to be praised, especially by the man she liked.

He remained still, his expression cold as she rubbed against him. She was like a fluffy little kitten, rolling over his neck and chest. Despite his seemingly indifferent façade, he slightly lifted his chin, allowing her to rub to her heart’s content.

His hand, with prominent veins, rested on the back of her head, but his voice was unemotional:

“If you really want to do it in the car, it’s not entirely out of the question.”

Yun Yuwan promptly sat on the other side, “I certainly don’t want to.”

He appeared complacent yet remained expressionless, speaking in such a straightforward manner that one might almost mistake it for stating a fact, “Yet you keep sticking to me.”

“Who says you can’t touch someone when you’re in a relationship?” she argued, “Can’t I cling to you at all?”

“If you don’t want something, why cling to me?” His profile was as sharp and majestic as a mountain range, his sculpted nose tip like the peak of a pyramid. However, his manner of speaking was straight-laced.

She turned her face away, “Old man and a narcissist. The slightest touch and you think someone wants to sleep with you, a shared table for a meal and you think someone wants to marry you, a glance at your paintings and you assume they want to spend the rest of their life with you.”

“Indeed, from the first day we were together, I was thinking about where we should be buried together,” he replied calmly, as if it was the most natural follow-up.

Yun Yuwan didn’t expect Wen Yangzhi to go along with her, and she couldn’t help but smile, and with a snip, turned her face to look out the window, sweet but complaining, “Smooth talker.”

Where to be buried isn’t something to plan for. When the time comes, just mix their ashes together and find a place to bury them, leaving it to their children to pay respects during Qingming.

She turned her face away and couldn’t stop giggling to herself when she suddenly heard Wen Yangzhi speak:

“I’m very happy today.”

She turned back at once, beaming, “Why are you happy?”

Her eyes should’ve been innocent, like a young deer’s, but the elongation at the corners lent them a womanly charm. A few strands of hair caught on her long upward-curving eyelashes, seemingly tousled by the wind, gave her the shy allure of a lotus unable to withstand the cool breeze. Her alluring eyes were as expressive as ever.

He naturally reached out, brushing those few locks of hair aside, “Because of the message you sent me.”

Yun Yuwan hummed, both proud and coquettishly unhappy, “What’s there to be happy about?”

He was unruffled, “Come sit here and I’ll tell you.”

Her feathers smoothed, she obediently moved closer, and Wen Yangzhi’s hand on her shoulder began to caress her, “Because you think the same as I do.”

Think the same? Just do it, huh?

Wen Yangzhi’s hand was tickling her, and she couldn’t help but rub her cheek with her shoulder, a small animal instinct, making her resemble a big-headed cat.

The moment Yun Yuwan moved closer, he began to touch her, here and there. She was nearly overwhelmed before realizing he wasn’t aiming to say anything in particular; he just wanted her to sit beside him.

Huh, yuck.

She got goosebumps, rubbing wherever he touched her. Wen Yangzhi watched her squirm, taking pleasure in her awkward yet clinging demeanor.

Finally, the car stopped in front of the old house. As soon as it did, Wen Yangzhi saw Yun Yuwan shoot out of the back seat and scamper into the old house.

Wen Yangzhi lowered his eyes and chuckled softly, shutting off the electronic devices and the reading light before opening the door and heading home.

And as soon as Yun Yuwan got home, she dashed upstairs, running into her own room.

This old rogue, as soon as she was with him, he had to touch her, as if she were some precious stone or sandalwood bead he had to fiddle with whenever he saw her.

She meandered about her room, having not stayed there for a few days, Yun Yuwan felt a sense of unfamiliarity with her own room. She rifled through the things on her desk and suddenly noticed a notebook.

It was the one Lin Chu had given her back when she wanted to pursue Wen Yangzhi. Lin Chu had been fully supportive, even telling her to follow the instructions in the notebook.

She had mostly forgotten the contents, and out of curiosity, she opened the cover.

The handwriting met her eyes.

1. Exchange morning and evening greetings with Wen Yangzhi

2. Hug Wen Yangzhi

3. Hold hands with Wen Yangzhi

4. Kiss Wen Yangzhi

5. Cry in front of Wen Yangzhi

6. Go grocery shopping with Wen Yangzhi

7. Touch Wen Yangzhi’s abs

8. Watch fireworks with Wen Yangzhi

9. Sleep with Wen Yangzhi