Mr. CEO Has a Crush on Me
Chapter 505: Is This Morning Sickness? (3)

Chapter 505: Chapter 505: Is This Morning Sickness? (3)

"I’m here," Lu Wanwan said, holding her phone in one hand and blocking the insistent man with the other, "Qiaoqiao, are you off work?"

"Almost, Mr. Ji said no overtime today. Um, shall I treat you to dinner?"

Lu Wanwan, under a lot of pressure, saw the person before her scowling and fixing her with a warning gaze, "Yeah... Ah!"

"Ah? What happened to you?"

"No, nothing! I just got bitten by a bug suddenly... Ah! Qiaoqiao, send me the address, I have to deal with this bug now."

With a snap, she hung up the phone.

"What are you doing!"

Gu Annan’s lips moved directly to hers, his eyes fierce with cold light, his gaze demanding, "What do you think! Hmm?"

"..."

"Not feeding me, and you still want to go out to eat?"

Lu Wanwan, feeling helpless, "How about tonight, I promised her this morning."

His cold gaze bore into her, the depths of his eyes still flickering like flames.

"Husband, let me go, and I’m really tired now."

"You’re so tired yet you have the energy to go out to eat," his gaze unyielding.

"It’s different, going out to eat takes much less energy," she murmured.

Gu Annan, unable to resist her pleading eyes, grabbed her small hand, "Let her wait, we’ll be quick."

"..."

*

Lu Wanwan changed her clothes and glanced at the time—it was nearly six o’clock.

So soon!

Gu Annan had already changed, standing at the door waiting, restored to his usual distinguished demeanor, showing no signs of the indecency just before.

Lu Wanwan’s head felt even fuzzier, annoyed at heart, all because of this beast’s fault.

She grabbed her bag, ignoring him, and quickly went out to press the elevator button.

Unfortunately, the elevator was still on the first floor. By the time the elevator doors opened, Gu Annan had leisurely walked out.

Inside the elevator, she still remained silent.

A deep, clear voice from behind, "What’s the anger about, didn’t want it later? I didn’t force you, did I?"

Her face flushed red, what kind of apology was that!

"I said I’d make it up to you tonight," the unhurried voice continued.

He was dressed in sleek, casual attire, making his handsome face even more vibrant.

Watching the elevator doors open, he casually followed her out, his pace relaxed.

Lu Wanwan’s strides were not as long as his, and even though she quickened her pace, she couldn’t shake off the casually ambling fellow.

"Did you hear me?" His voice still pursued her from behind just as she prepared to exit the apartment building’s main door, when suddenly she was pinned against the door.

Before her was his sharply handsome face, his dark eyes clear and boundless.

"If you didn’t hear, then you don’t need to go."

"Gu Annan!"

"Forgot how to pronounce ’husband’, need me to teach you?"

"..."

"People could come here at any time."

Lu Wanwan realized how utterly shameless he was now, was the real him beneath that cold exterior really like this?

"Will you call it or not?" he urged unhurriedly, "Call it and I’ll take you there, guaranteeing we won’t be late."

She gave in, "Husband."

That seemed to satisfy him, and like nothing was wrong, his large hand grasped hers as they walked to the parking lot.

With such a leisurely pace, and he said they wouldn’t be late?

Reaching the parking lot, Lu Wanwan worriedly looked at the car.

The incident that afternoon seemed to cling to her like a psychological shadow.

"It’s not a new car, what are you staring at?" he took out the car keys, puzzled, and turned back.

"Where’s your sports car?" she asked suddenly, afraid to get in the car, "How about we drive a convertible to dazzle them?"

Gu Annan raised an eyebrow, touched her forehead, "Are you sick?"