Chapter 455: Chapter 455: Comfort Him (3)
Can’t make him angry?
His eyes swept downward, and her thin skirt floated up like a white flower blossoming on water, only the barrier in the middle was particularly obstructive.
Above her shoulders, the wet skirt clung tightly to her body, clearly outlining her collarbone.
“Is this how you prevent me from getting angry?” His pupils darkened, and he spoke in a low voice, as if deep in thought.
Should he often get angry in the future?
Lu Wanwan was about to speak when her lips were sealed with a kiss, a breath-stopping kiss, unclear whether it was because of the kiss or the steam in the bathroom, her mind started to blur.
With her body in the water, she didn’t know whether it was because the bathtub was too slippery, or the buoyancy of the water made her feel insecure, but she unconsciously held him a bit tighter.
As she felt woozy, she heard a cool voice by her ear, “Remember you’re Mrs. Gu. Keep some distance from other men in the future, especially those actors who tend to cause trouble.”
She opened her eyes, realizing he was worried about scandals.
Given the troubles of the current season, it was indeed best to avoid such scandals.
Lu Wanwan nodded seriously, “I know, I won’t cause any trouble recently.”
He looked up, his previously profound and misty black eyes slightly startled.
“Did I say something wrong?” she asked subconsciously.
Wet black hair mixed with beads of sweat slid down his sharply chiseled face, as he clasped the back of her head with a hint of punishment in his hard kiss…
Gu Annan stretched out his long arms, lifting her out of the bathtub, spilling water everywhere.
Lu Wanwan looked at the puddles on the floor, thinking if one were to slip, both of them would end up falling like fools…
He glanced at the woman lost in thought and, as she requested, put her down.
The moment she touched the ground, her legs softened, and if he hadn’t held on, she would have almost collapsed completely.
“Are you sure, put you down?” His voice came with a particularly enticing intonation.
She was at a loss for words, with a head full of black lines.
The towel that had been thrown at her earlier quickly wrapped around her, then he scooped her up at the waist and carried her out of the bathroom.
It was unclear whether it was the right promise or the right approach, but the man who had been scowling for a long time finally seemed normal again.
It was just a bit of a tough process, a bit shameless in method.
In the hospital corridor, nurses hurried along.
From inside a ward came continuous cursing, followed by the door opening and a nurse being pushed out.
“With such low quality, no wonder what they say online is true–it seems all of it is real,” the nurse complained indignantly.
Lu Wanwan walked to the entrance of the ward and glanced at the room number, “Is Lin Yu in this room?”
The nurse looked at her in surprise, “Yes.”
She pushed open the door and from inside came a sound of teeth gritting, yet afraid to say more, “Lu Wanwan, what are you doing here?”
The speaker was Lu Kexin, her eyes filled both with fear and hatred towards her.
Lin Yu, who had broken her leg and was lying on the hospital bed, sneered as soon as she saw Lu Wanwan, “Oh, it’s Wanwan.”
Lu Wanwan observed the inexplicably smug certainty of Lin Yu, apparently unaffected by last night’s events, rather looking quite triumphant.
With a tone neither warm nor cold, she said, “Aunt Lin is in such good spirits, it seems you’re recovering well.”
Lin Yu lifted her eyelids, “Wanwan, you still need to be careful coming here. Several reporters have come to interview me, and if they see you ‘visiting’ me now, and something happens to me, who knows what they will say.”
Lu Wanwan looked at Lu Kexin, who was hesitating to speak beside her, realizing Lin Yu still didn’t know what was happening now.