I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 395, Han Jingnian, do you like me? (1)_1

Chapter 395: Chapter 395, Han Jingnian, do you like me? (1)_1

Xia Wan’an: "..."

So he had just stretched out his hand to hold her?

That’s not right, it seemed like that was not the point, the point was, even after the brief interruption, he still remembered her request for a hug?

Was his thought process and focus really this weird?!

As Xia Wan’an silently complained to herself, she nuzzled against Han Jingnian’s chest.

What to do? It seemed like she quite liked the strangeness of his thought process and focus!

After a while, Han Jingnian finally let go of Xia Wan’an, then carried her back to the bedroom. After placing her on the bed, without a word, he went to the hotel living room.

Less than a minute later, he returned with a bag in hand — a bag that seemed familiar to Xia Wan’an. She remembered him holding it when she opened the door.

What was in it? He was treating it like a precious treasure...

As Xia Wan’an was pondering this, Han Jingnian placed the bag in front of her. "Open it and have a look."

Open it and have a look? Could it be a gift for her?

Xia Wan’an lifted her gaze, her eyes blinked at Han Jingnian a few times before she murmured, "Oh" with curiosity. She then untied the camellia flowers that were tied on the black bag, and pulled out a box that was roughly the same size as the bag itself.

Xia Wan’an opened the box. Inside, was a small white lambskin purse.

White... The other night when he was on a video call with her, he had asked her what color she liked, could it be...

Contemplating this, Xia Wan’an lifted her head and voiced her suspicions: "Was the reason you asked me about my favorite color during our video call the other night to buy this purse?"

Han Jingnian merely responded with a "Mmm".

So, that was truly the case... Xia Wan’an looked down again, gazing at the purse inside the box.

She had many times seen other women showing off gifts their husbands had given them online. She had also fantasized many times that one day Han Jingnian would bring her a gift when he returned from a business trip... She thought this was a dream that would never come true, but she never thought it would suddenly become reality...

Xia Wan’an still felt like she was dreaming, but the feel of the purse under her fingertips confirmed the reality of her situation.

She was moved and excited... How could she not be? These were feelings she had been hoping for over two years, almost seven hundred days and nights...

Han Jingnian noticed her concentrating on the purse without responding for a while and could not withhold a wrinkle of his brow, "Don’t you like it?"

Xia Wan’an shook her head without speaking or even raising her gaze to meet Han Jingnian’s.

Han Jingnian’s frown deepened. Unable to read her expression or feelings, he reached out to lift her chin and see her face.

Before his fingertips even touched her, Xia Wan’an, whose eyes had started to moisten, afraid that he would see her crying, quickly turned around to hug his waist, burying her face in his stomach.

Xia Wan’an leant against Han Jingnian’s shirt, closed her eyes, took two deep breaths, forcefully suppressing the swelling emotions and tears before she finally spoke: "I do like it... I like it so much..."

Her eyes moistened once again as she spoke.

Her arms tightened around his waist. After calming down a bit, she began to speak again: "Han Jingnian..."

She only spoke these three words before stopping, it was a while before she continued: "Thank you."