Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 1120 1120.Thank you

Lu Chuan's breathing was rapid. Perhaps the close contact in the closed environment amplified his sensitivity, so that the subtle touch on the scar ran down his spine like a slight electric current, making him uncontrollably tense.

Finally, he held her hand that was sliding towards her shoulder and said patiently:

"These are really no hindrances, so you don't need to look at them."

After thinking for a while, he added: "If you really mind, the hospital actually suggested that I undergo treatment, such as skin grafting. I can..."

He hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded firmly: "Are you stressed when you see these scars? The hospital can take care of them, it's not a big problem."

In fact, it still requires a long time, repeated surgical adjustments, and strong recovery and endurance. But at this moment, Lu Chuan ignored them lightly, calmed his breathing, and said sincerely:

"I hope our relationship doesn't start out of guilt and gratitude."

Emotions that are too strong and heavy can lead to exhaustion and ultimately collapse. He didn't want that.

But for Song Tan, her only pressure is that Lu Chuan's physique is too good and he is too sensitive to spiritual energy. These problems that can be solved and repaired are not pressure at all for her.

The aura just now is not worth mentioning, but as time goes by, over time, there will be a day when it slowly calms down.

But at this moment, she could only retract her hand with regret: "I thought you would like it very much... Isn't the next step in dating a more intimate contact?"

Without those touches that seemed to scratch his heart, the mist in Lu Chuan's eyes gradually disappeared. His eyes became focused again, and he turned his head and whispered softly:

"I...may need to get used to it. Take it step by step."

"Oh." Song Tan seemed to have regrets and said thoughtfully: "Okay, I'll listen to you - but can I kiss you?"

Lu Chuan was stunned when he saw Song Tan kneeling on the seat. This posture straightened her waist and made her appear taller.

Her palms gently held his head and face, and her energetic face slowly came closer.

The hat had rolled to the side, and the person on the other side was getting closer and closer. When Lu Chuan subconsciously closed his eyes, he felt hair with the scent of grass and trees falling from his ears.

Then, his raised hand stopped in mid-air, and he felt as if a butterfly touched his forehead. After staying briefly, he slowly left.

It got a little stuffy in the closed car.

Lu Chuan raised his head slightly and saw that Song Tan's eyes seemed to be filled with tiny stars under the car lights.

“Strengthening a hand for a stranger’s misfortune—that’s the reward you deserve.”

"Dear boyfriend, thank you."

Plop!

Plop!

In this brief moment of looking at each other, Lu Chuan heard his own heartbeat beating like a drum.

But Song Tan smiled, sat back on his seat, then turned his head and asked:

"Are you hungry? I hear my stomach growling."

After a moment of silence, Lu Chuan lowered the window, took the heat preservation bag on the seat in front of him, and took out the rice balls prepared in the morning.

When he peeled off the plastic wrap on the rice ball, he asked as if casually: "Does this... count as a favor to save my life? What if I am ordinary in appearance?"

Song Tan came over, opened her mouth and took a bite from his hand, and then said matter-of-factly:

"Sometimes appearance is important, and sometimes it's not that important - I admit that my special affection for you at first came from your face. But doesn't your face also constitute you?"

She thought for a while and then said seriously: "If you are really mediocre in appearance, let alone Qin Yun, then in order to repay your kindness, I can only hold the ring in my mouth and lead the horse to pedal."

Lu Chuan was wrapping his hands around the rice balls and said helplessly, "There's no need to compare them..." He couldn't imagine this scene at all.

Song Tan smiled evilly: "Look, you can't stand it yourself. After all, if I have a plain appearance and a bad personality, I'm afraid you won't be willing to have close contact with me!"

Lu Chuan didn't say anything, just stared in thought.

…

Sweet rice, crispy and salty fried rice, rich and tender tea eggs, as well as bits and pieces of tender vegetable leaves and oil residue...

The warm rice ball was kneaded just right, and every bite tasted wonderful. Song Tan ate with great enthusiasm, and was further convinced of Lu Chuan's craftsmanship.

Then she laughed again: "So, there is no need to think about these things. The body itself is also the most important part of us."

Lu Chuan wrapped the bottom of the rice ball and handed it over, but Song Tan didn't take it. He only turned his head and took a bite casually. Then he quickly removed the plastic wrap and wrapped him a relatively sloppy rice ball:

"Eat it! Raising you is much more delicate than raising me!"

After thinking for a while, he asked: "Let's go, will you feel dry just eating this? Let's go buy a glass of water - what do you want to drink?"

She got out of the car first, then held the door and reached out to him. Lu Chuan paused after getting out of the car and obediently handed over his palm.

The hot and slightly cold palms clasped together. It was obvious that they had only been together for a short while, but Lu Chuan felt that they had been close for a long time, and now everything was smooth and natural.

He turned his palm over and held Song Tan's hand in his palm. He stroked his fingers and inserted them into the gap, clasping her tightly.

The two of them found a coffee shop to sit down. Song Tan picked over and over again, but in the end he didn't like any of them. He just picked a few more drinks for his family and picked them up when he left.

Yuncheng is not a very fashionable city. In this national chain coffee shop, most of the people left at noon are young couples.

They were eating their coffee cups and desserts one bite at a time. In contrast, Song Tan, who was holding the rice ball, stood out.

Fortunately, the rice balls didn't have a strong flavor. The clerk seemed to want to say something, but Song Tan was staring at the phone. Lu Chuan only raised his head to look at her slightly, his cold white skin standing out against the creamy yellow hat.

So much so that she turned around instantly and went back with red cheeks.

Song Tan ate the rice balls in two mouthfuls, but then asked another question: "When did you originally plan to return to the imperial capital?"

Lu Chuan thought for a while: "It was originally planned to stay for a week - the flowers and plants at my house will also need watering in a week."

Song Tan thought thoughtfully: "Then it will take ten hours to drive back to the imperial capital from here. Are you tired by yourself?"

"It's okay." Lu Chuan handed her the last rice ball: "And my mother and I can drive alternately - what's wrong? Is it because of my job?"

He thought for a moment: "I can come over often to accompany you after the new year. In comparison, my time is relatively free."

"Why do you come here to stay with me so often..." Song Tan looked up at him: "We've established our relationship, can't you stay at my house during the Chinese New Year?"

She has even made a plan for Lu Chuan:

"You will return to the Imperial Capital in a week as originally planned, and I will bring you some more specialties as New Year gifts."

"Then you clean up the flowers and plants, bring more daily necessities with auntie, and then drive over - auntie will really want to eat my New Year's Eve dinner, right?"

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