Lu Jinghan’s fingertips gently rubbed against Han Xi’s lips, his deep eyes filled with the charm of desire; he had to fight to suppress his impulse to want her.
Suddenly, Han Xi was lifted up in his arms, and she instinctively reached out to loop her arms around Lu Jinghan’s neck, feeling the burning heat of the man’s body through the thin shirt.
Lu Jinghan placed Han Xi on the chair and served her a bowl of soup: "Eat quickly, or it will get cold."
Han Xi looked at the table full of dishes and then at the man beside her, hardly believing that the dignified president of the Lu Group could be so skilled in cooking.
For a moment, Han Xi felt as if she had found a treasure.
Seeing the woman somewhat absent-minded, Lu Jinghan couldn’t help but ask.
Han Xi took a sip of soup, looked up, and seriously asked: "Why do you like me? We barely know each other; we’ve known each other for less than a month."
Lu Jinghan put down his bowl and chopsticks, supported himself with one hand on the table, and repeated Han Xi’s question: "Yes, why do I like you?"
Han Xi looked at him silently, waiting for his answer.
Lu Jinghan spread Han Xi’s palm open, interlocking his fingers with hers, his gaze exceptionally earnest: "Every time I’m with you, I’m drawn to you unconsciously; you feel like a drug to me, the more time we spend together, the deeper I become addicted. Perhaps I can’t quite say what I like about you, but I just inexplicably want to be with you."
Lu Jinghan lifted the hand supporting the table and stroked his fingers through Han Xi’s hair, his voice growing gentler: "I’m seriously involved with you and want your name to appear on my household register one day as Mrs. Lu."
Han Xi was truly moved, even though they had been dating for less than a day, even though they still didn’t know each other well, even though she wasn’t sure about the future.
But now she was genuinely touched by this man’s deep affection.
In fact, Han Xi didn’t know why she had agreed to be his girlfriend; many men had pursued her over the years.
But only when she was with Lu Jinghan would she blush, her heart racing like a deer in headlights, as if she were a young woman in college romance.
Sometimes fate is decided in mysterious ways.
After dinner, Han Xi and Lu Jinghan tidied up the table together, washed the dishes, and the two worked seamlessly like a young couple.
Li Manman came through the door while they were watching TV in the living room; upon hearing the sound, Han Xi looked towards the entrance, blushing as she wanted to push Lu Jinghan’s hand away, but he held it tight.
"Mr. Lu, it’s so late, and you haven’t left yet?" Li Manman asked with a hint of meaning as she changed into her slippers.
"I’m just about to leave," Lu Jinghan naturally understood the implication in her words.
Li Manman finished changing shoes, took off her coat while walking, and draped it over the back of the sofa as she reached the living room: "If Mr. Lu is bringing breakfast again tomorrow, remember to bring me a portion too. After all, I’m Xiao Xi’s best friend; if you keep me fed, in case you have any arguments or something, I’ll be able to speak well of you."
Li Manman was truly unrestrained, not treating herself as an outsider at all.
"Sure, I can do that," Lu Jinghan replied sincerely.
Han Xi felt a bit speechless, so now her good friend was actually asking her boyfriend to bribe herself.
Lu Jinghan tightened his grip on Han Xi’s hand before reluctantly standing up: "I’ll head out now, you should get some sleep early."