Chapter 297 – Great God, I heard you’re going to travel a thousand li to deliver (31)
Translation:
“So…” Fang Shi raised his hand, his gaze carrying a dominance and depth that completely contradicted his tone. He stared intently at Yan Luo, speaking softly, “I can play games and carry you to victory. I may not know how to cook, but I can learn. You don’t know how to take care of yourself, I can take care of you…
“So… can you try… letting me take care of you?”
Fang Shi’s presence was strong, with a certain clean, boyish charm.
Though his words were gentle, his eyes locked onto Yan Luo with a clear message:
—”Refusal was not an option.”
Truthfully, Fang Shi wanted to say :
—You’re amazing. Your voice sounds nice. You look good. I like your personality too.
—I really, really like you.
—Can we be together?
—Even though you’re also a guy, I still want to take care of you.
But what was on the internet was just that, just on the internet. Behind a screen, he can shamelessly type out anything.
Yet now, facing this person directly, all the sweet words he had learned, all the tactics and strategies, were useless.
His mind was left with only one thought—I really like you. Can we be together?
If Yan Luo refused, Fang Shi felt like he had no other way but to say it again.
It was hard to believe that even he could be this clumsy. His fingers curled slightly against the sofa, betraying a hint of nervousness. The words had tumbled out without thought, yet for once, he had no regrets.
He had already stepped through the door, no way was he backing down now.
His words might sound nice, but his actions were nothing short of shameless persistence.
Just like the tsundere he appeared to be behind the screen.
Yan Luo couldn’t help but smile, tilting her head slightly. Her lips were pale, and a thin layer of sweat glistened on her forehead.
“You… what’s your name?”
Fang Shi froze for a moment, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.
—Wait. I’ve been here this long, even confessed already, and I haven’t even told her my name?!
His head dropped instantly, frustration and dejection written all over his face. If he had a tail, it would have been drooping by now.
“Fang Shi.”
“Fang Shi… fs…”
Hearing Yan Luo repeat his name in that low, husky voice, Fang Shi shivered slightly and leaned in even closer.
“I’m Yan Luo.”
Yan Luo spoke, raising a hand to push away the shameless person who had inched too close. She then became aware of the sticky discomfort on her skin, raised an eyebrow, and suddenly asked—
“Do you know how to use an electric kettle?”
Fang Shi was still lost in the echo of Yan Luo’s voice in his mind, his name repeating over and over. Caught off guard by the question, he nodded in a daze.
The next second, he was pushed aside as the person curled up on the sofa stood up and said, “I’m going to take a shower. Go boil me a pot of hot water.”
A shower?
Fang Shi blinked, glancing at the cigarette still burning between his fingers, momentarily unable to process what had just happened.
Why a shower all of a sudden?
Seeing no response, Yan Luo flicked a finger against Fang Shi’s forehead and asked, “What are you even thinking about?”
“You.”
This time, Fang Shi answered quickly, the words slipping out before he realized.
Then, as if suddenly realizing what he had just said, his eyes widened slightly, a flicker of regret flashing through them.
Honestly, he was… extremely—
Cute.