Chapter 298 – Great God, I heard you’re going to travel a thousand li to deliver (32)
Why so awkward?
A faint smile lingered in Yan Luo’s eyes.
Interacting like this was undeniably cuter than being separated by a screen.
“I wasn’t…” That’s not what I meant…
Fang Shi pressed his lips together, meeting Yan Luo’s teasing gaze before finally dropping his head. “Fine, that is what I meant…”
Wasn’t he supposed to show her a calm, composed, and reliable side?
So why did everything fall apart the moment he was in front of her?
This person was practically toxic to him.
Easily throwing his thoughts into disarray—no, wrecking them—and as if that wasn’t enough, she had to laugh at his helplessness, had to tease him. How could she be so unfair?
“Alright, go on now.” Yan Luo patted his shoulder before turning toward the bathroom.
Only after watching her disappear behind the door did Fang Shi glance around. The space was filled with the faint scent of lemon clinging to her, subtly mixed with a trace of tobacco.
It smelled… really good.
Well, to be fair, anything that belonged to her, he liked all of it.
But why was there a faint metallic scent in the air?
Fang Shi frowned but didn’t dwell on it, lowering his gaze.
His fingers tightened around the cigarette still burning in his hand. He thought of how, just moments ago, Yan Luo’s pale lips had held it, how she had taken a slow drag before exhaling the smoke in a soft, unhurried breath. Through the dissipating mist, her delicate features had blurred, making her look almost unreal.
She was stunning.
The thought made his throat go dry. Absentmindedly, Fang Shi licked his lips, casting a glance toward the bathroom. The sound of running water echoed from within.
Then, like a thief, he lifted the cigarette to his lips and let them just barely brush against it, before immediately pulling away.
Yet, despite scolding himself for the ridiculous act, he did it again.
His Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, his lips lingering on the filter.
By the time his ears felt hot with embarrassment, he forced himself to keep a straight face and strode into the kitchen, searching for Yan Luo’s electric kettle.
With the water heating up and the kettle humming softly, his mind finally cleared.
What the hell had he just done?
Running a hand through his hair, Fang Shi sighed.
Fine, he admitted it.
He was a pervert.
He had already come to terms with the fact that he has fallen out of control because of her, what difference did it make if he owned up to being a pervert too?
There was still some time before the water boiled. Hearing the bathroom’s water still running, he wandered around aimlessly.
Then, he noticed a large cardboard box, half-open, with a black plastic bag beside it.
Fang Shi blinked, tilting his head in confusion.
What… was this?
Just as he reached out, he hesitated. He wasn’t that much of a pervert, was he?
Pulling his hand back, he took a step away, only to accidentally knock over a paper bag.
Something rolled out.
Instinctively, Fang Shi bent down to pick it up.
But the moment he caught sight of the label under the light, his face darkened.
…Sanitary pads?
Why did Yan Luo have sanitary pads in her home?
And paired with the faint scent of blood lingering in the air earlier…
Did she have a girlfriend? Had her girlfriend been staying over the past few days?
And yet, she had still flirted with him? Still teased him like that?
Or… was she just playing with him?
For fun?
His rational mind told him to stay calm, but the hand gripping the package tightened. His eyes darkened, and the relaxed air around him dissipated entirely.