My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 102: Likes Kissing Her

Chapter 102: Chapter 102: Likes Kissing Her

As the girl sweetly drifted into dreamland, the man was still clutching a cigarette, staring at her WeChat messages.

She didn’t even ask if he got home safely.

Shen Liguang frowned slightly, thinking this little thing took him for granted now that she had him.

"What are you looking at? You’ve been staring at it for a long time."

Li Ruolan found it amusing that ever since her son came back, he had been glued to his phone.

"You seem so composed, but once you’re in love, you act like a kid, constantly checking your phone for messages from some girl?"

"The one I told you about before."

"She waited for you for over a year?"

"Yeah." Shen Liguang’s heart softened as he recalled the girl’s confession, he smiled and said, "She waited for me for over a year."

Li Ruolan, peeling sugar-roasted chestnuts, smiled brightly: "Then you can’t let her down, bring her home for dinner someday."

"In a while."

"You’re 27, you can get married."

Shen Liguang: "Let’s wait another two years."

Li Ruolan looked up, a bit puzzled: "Why? The girl doesn’t want to?"

Shen Liguang just smiled: "That’s not it."

"What is it then?"

"She’s still young." Before Li Ruolan could react, Shen Liguang had already stood up and gone back to his room.

The rain outside had stopped, and a table lamp was lit in the bedroom, casting a soft glow over him.

Shen Liguang sat on the bed and went through all the girl’s letters, each line of poetry, every word rich with her intense emotions.

The more passionate her feelings, the more he suffered.

He never thought that one day he would be adored so delicately and deeply by a young girl.

He placed the letters in the drawer, where the remnants of a hair clip and a few pearls still lay.

He remembered she liked that hair clip back then, but when he finally found the same one, she suddenly didn’t want it anymore.

The hair clip had never been given away.

Shen Liguang lay in bed, softly murmuring her name, thinking of her messy kisses, and couldn’t fall asleep all night.

Fu Yan, who had been up all night again, slumped on the sofa, eyeing the rosy-cheeked Fu Ying with suspicion.

He felt that his little sister had been in a great mood lately.

As if something joyful had happened.

"Brother Li Guang is back, and you don’t seem to react much? And your face... as rosy as dad and big brother’s."

Fu Ying shifted her gaze, slightly flustered: "How much more should I react? Can’t I be a bit reserved?"

"Keep pretending," Fu Yan glanced at her.

Fu Ying didn’t feel like bickering with him.

Her phone vibrated, his call.

Fu Ying, without a word, hugged Qibao and went back to her room.

Perhaps due to just confirming their relationship, she and Shen Liguang had become somewhat clingy lately.

He had just returned and hadn’t officially started working, so he had lots of time.

They practically saw each other every day, and sometimes they’d talk on the phone until late, just like any deeply-in-love couple.

Initially, she hesitated for a long time before even sending a goodnight message.

Now... it was like a child with a long-awaited toy, cherished beyond words.

At night, he said he’d take her out on a date, to watch a movie.

Fu Ying heard from Lin Lishan that when a man takes a girl to the movies, it’s definitely a horror film, hoping the girl will get scared and jump into their arms.

However, at the theater...

Fu Ying stared at the "romance" movie genre for a moment, dumbfounded.

Apparently, Shen Liguang was the one Lin Lishan referred to as the one who slipped through the net.

The man bought her a bucket of popcorn and held her hand as they entered the cinema.

He asked with his head down, "Are you afraid of people’s strange looks?"

Fu Ying shook her head: "Not afraid."

Shen Liguang smiled, very affectionately: "It’s good that you’re not afraid."

"I’ve never been afraid."

Fu Ying felt the man’s grip on her hand tighten.

Her heart felt warm, she lowered her gaze and blinked, her lips slightly curving upwards.

It was a rather sad romance movie, where the main male and female characters also had an age difference, endured many setbacks, parental disapproval, society’s gossip, and eventually got together with a near obsessive devotion to each other.

It was just that the process was somewhat sorrowful.

When the movie ended with the main characters kissing, Fu Ying felt embarrassed to watch.

Even though she had kissed Shen Liguang on her initiative but... after calming down, she still felt embarrassed.

She had no experience; a kiss was just a touching of lips for her.

She turned her head to look at Shen Liguang and gently called him: "Brother."

Shen Liguang turned his head to look at her.

Fu Ying didn’t know why he brought her to watch such a movie.

Perhaps it was a true reflection of their current reality, maybe deep down he did care about the age difference.

Regardless of which one it was, Fu Ying didn’t want him to overthink things.

"When I was in the first year of high school, I went to my grandmother’s house for the summer holiday. My grandma told me that she and my granddad had a 7-year age gap, but they still lived together all their lives, if they could do it, we can too."

"Moreover, my grandma said that older men are more nurturing." Fu Ying paused for a moment, "If my dad doesn’t agree, I will elope with you."

Elope.

Shen Liguang smiled: "Where do you want to elope to with Brother?"

"Anywhere is fine, as long as I am with Brother, anywhere is okay."

Shen Liguang looked at her, and suddenly fell silent.

Her face was earnest, as if he only had to say, "Let’s elope," and the next second she would be home packing her bags.

"I won’t let you elope with me."

At the end of the movie, the main characters got together, and the male lead passionately kissed the female lead.

When Shen Liguang was driving her home, he couldn’t help but kiss her in the car.

He loved kissing her, and every time it was very emotional, filled with his scent swirling at the tip of her nose.

His kiss was deep, and Fu Ying was powerless against such fervent responses.

Her face blushed, and she pushed him away with her hand: "Brother, you, you, you calm down."

"I am very calm." His voice was slightly hoarse.

Fu Ying felt his body was a bit hot, and her heart became chaotic: "I, I feel that you, you seem, not so calm."

"If not calm..." Shen Liguang’s eyes deepened, fixing on her, "It’s not just simple kissing."

Fu Ying blinked her doe-like eyes at Shen Liguang.

In the past, she had such embarrassingly sweet dreams many times in her sleep, and now, with just one provocation, those dreams could come true.

But when it came to practice, she was afraid: "I, I am sleepy."

Shen Liguang watched her for a while, then let go of her.

Fu Ying climbed out of the seat, hurriedly said "Goodnight," and ran out of the car door.

When she entered the house, she bumped into Fu Yi.

"Big, Big Brother."

"A young lady should be more ladylike." Fu Yi, noticing the suspicious blush on her face, smiled, "Why is your face so red?"

Fu Ying raised her hand and touched her cheek, feeling a bit hot.

"It’s nothing, possibly from running and getting hot."

Fu Yi stared at her and frowned: "Got a boyfriend?"

"Ah?" Fu Ying was extremely guilty, "No, no boyfriend."

Fu Yi: "Boyfriend dropped you home?"

"I said, no boyfriend."