Mr. CEO Has a Crush on Me
Chapter 683: Which Hand Touched Her? (4)

Chapter 683: Chapter 683: Which Hand Touched Her? (4)

That terrifying and cold-blooded gaze was even more frightening than his usual high-cold indifference that suggested nothing mattered to him.

"Then you should have picked a place with no one around," she deliberately used a relaxed tone, "Are you dumb? Fighting in front of reporters, are you fifteen or sixteen years old?"

He turned his face to her, his hands encircling her slender waist, pressing her against the street’s iron railing, and looked down as he spoke, "Dumb, but I’m willingly so."

Lu Wanwan didn’t speak, allowing him to hold her.

His head resting on her shoulder, his eyes gazing into the distance.

In the past, he’d never say these things, but only express himself through actions.

It made her even start to wonder, did he only like that one thing?

Was it because they had never taken that step that he didn’t like her initially?

Her mind was in chaos, and she felt a headache coming on.

She always thought she should straighten out the recent events, but even with all her fantasies, she truly hadn’t anticipated that after returning to her country, she would smoothly reunite with him.

"Why isn’t the car here yet? It’s too slow," she indulged herself like an unreasonable child, "I want to take a helicopter back right now."

Gu Annan let out a light laugh, his chest vibrating slightly with it, "Stop it, just wait."

"But I want to!" Her voice was very light, her tone merely casual, without any persistence.

"You expect to get what you want just by wanting it? What about what I want?" he wrapped his arms around her, catching her hands, his fingers slowly delving into the spaces between hers, interlocking them, whispering word by word, "I want you!"

Lu Wanwan’s heart skipped a beat, her face suddenly flushed red, giving him back the two words he had said, "Stop it!"

"And then just wait, is that it?"

She looked down with a bit of a sigh in her heart.

She knew he wouldn’t have come to Xigang for no reason. Why do men always have only one thing on their minds?

Doesn’t he feel the complexity of their situation?

She was uncertain if this was right or wrong, and perhaps for men, right and wrong simply didn’t exist in this context.

Getting into bed was just that simple; get what you want when you want it, and everything else can be discussed separately. It’s unnecessary to overthink things for the future.

"What if I’m unwilling?"

"Don’t you want to?" he asked meaningfully.

When he heard her silence, he took it as her being too shy to respond.

After what had just transpired, he really hadn’t considered the possibility that she might be unwilling.

Was there any unwillingness he couldn’t resolve? He’d always managed to turn her ’don’t want to’ into ’want to’.

Lu Wanwan fell silent once again.

She didn’t know how to answer that question because over the years, she’d frequently recalled him, then suppressed those memories, recalled him, then suppressed them again.

Yet she hadn’t really thought about that aspect which he referred to.

Even after returning to the country, even now like this, held in his embrace, surrounded entirely by his scent, it didn’t repel her but instead, she enjoyed it very much. And so, capriciously indulgent, she refrained from overthinking the complex issues.

But still, she had no such intentions.

Was it because that’s just the way women are, or was it that she only liked Platonic love?

The Maybach that was taking her to the venue approached and stopped by the roadside.

Lu Wanwan wriggled out of his embrace; they had both forgotten to move to a place where the car could stop while waiting for it.

This road, even with few cars, had parking spots, but the metal railing was in the way.

The car couldn’t drive onto the sidewalk, even if it took a detour. Aside from finding a road junction, they had only one other option... to climb over the railing?