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Chapter 207: Chapter 207 1 Have An Illness 3

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Lu Yang was rendered speechless and mused, “I don’t think anyone will dare to claim they have good acting skills if Yangzhou dares to say his acting skills are not good. ”

She had been deceived by his acting skills before.

Jiang Yanzhou reached over with his long arm and took the crystal candy-coated hawthorn from the crystal table. He tore open a layer of paper, revealing broken syrup inside, and handed it to her. “Have something sweet.”

“Mmm.”

Lu Yang bit into the sour and sweet hawthorn and listened as he continued talking about the photo album. Feeling tired sitting in his embrace, she changed her position and sat cross-legged by his side.

After finishing the last one, Jiang Yanzhou took another one and offered it to her.

Lu Yang politely declined, “I can’t eat too much. Right now, all my taste buds are filled with the taste of candy-coated hawthorn. I’ll probably still have it in the morning.”

Jiang Yanzhou stared into her eyes, and in the next second, his gaze fell on her lips.

He gently lifted her chin with his hand and kissed her deeply, ravishingly, for a long time. His eyes, filled with understanding, asked, “Is there still any left?” Lu Yang felt a bit numb. “…There’s none left.”

Jiang Yanzhou put down the photo album and picked up a hawthorn with his fingers. He brought it close to her mouth, feeding it to her, and quickly leaned in.

It was a crushing, lingering kiss.

This time it was candy-coated hawthorn. Last time it was sugar-coated hawthorn. He seemed to have an almost obsessive attachment to such things.

If tying her hair was for psychological construction, to give her a chance to escape, then… what about now?

In the cold winter night, with blood rushing, it felt somewhat comfortable yet resistant.

As if reluctantly yielding, he exerted more force.

Lu Yang held onto his neck, her soul enraptured, her hand slowly massaging his hair at the back of his head, as if comforting a pet that had suffered grievances.

Jiang Yanzhou moved away from her lips and asked softly, as if tempting her,

“Should I take responsibility for taming something for you?”

A blush spread across Lu Yang’s cheeks as she stared at him blankly. “Something? Are you a thing?”

“I am your boyfriend, your polar bear.”

Lu Yang shook her head. “Polar bears appear clumsy, but you look incredibly smart, so you’re not a polar bear.”

Jiang Yanzhou chuckled mysteriously. “Then what am I?”

Without thinking, Lu Yang blurted out, “You are the first snowfall of winter.” Snow that is incredibly smart.

Lu Yang realized her words were cheesy, and before she could come up with a saving remark, she saw Jiang Yanzhou’s Adam’s apple bobbing, followed by a deepening of his gaze. He embraced her tightly, entwining and intertwining. “You went to find Lu Yang, didn’t you? How… did you come back so quickly?”

Zhao Yanshu stood at the entrance of the study, abruptly stopping in his tracks. He froze completely.

Why did he have to be stupid and speak so loudly? Why did he open his mouth?!

Jiang Yanzhou didn’t let go of Lu Yang; he continued embracing her, but his arms loosened slightly. She was wearing pajamas, and a button on the collar had somehow come undone. Now it wouldn’t be appropriate for her to directly face Zhao Yanshu.

Zhao Yanshu tactfully turned around.

Jiang Yanzhou took his coat and draped it over Lu Yang’s shoulders. Deep down, he blamed himself for not locking the door. He maintained a calm expression. “Do you have something to discuss with me?”

“It’s nothing. I just came back to get some clothes for Xiao. When I saw the light on, I wanted to ask… you two to continue… continue…”

Fear and anxiety filled Zhao Yanshu’s heart. He was afraid of losing his job, so he quickly ran away, taking the door with him.

Lu Yang looked at the closed door. “…”

Jiang Yanzhou straightened her clothes and spoke softly, his brows lowered in a gentle manner. “I didn’t have the experience this time, but I’ll lock the door next time.”

Regretting his actions, Zhao Yanshu slapped his own head. Suddenly, the crisp sound of high heels echoed, followed by a familiar female voice.

“What’s going on?”

Jiang Ruzi waited downstairs for a while. She felt that when it came to her baby son’s clothes, only mommy could make the right choices.

So, she came in to pick out clothes for Jiang Jinshi herself, only to see Zhao Yanshu with his head down, looking guilty as if he had been caught in the act.

She couldn’t understand.

“You’re here to take clothes, not steal them. Why do you look so sneaky?”

A flash of realization crossed Zhao Yanshu’s mind, but before he could respond, Jiang Ruzi was already climbing the stairs with graceful steps.

“Well… Jiang Yanzhou… he…”

“Look at you, so naive,” Jiang Ruzi said dismissively, “As long as Jiang Yanzhou

IS still anve, tnere•s no neecl to De surprised.”

The study door upstairs opened again, and Lu Yang and Jiang Yanzhou walked out.

Jiang Ruzi’s footsteps paused, and her long eyelashes flickered as she stared at them.

She mused, “He has messy hair and hickeys on the neck. Oh my, my little brother has fallen in love!”

Jiang Ruzi leaned against the stairwell, her eyes shifting between the two, smiling with a shrewd look on her face. “Isn’t it just my little brother bringing his girlfriend home? What’s so surprising about that?”

Zhao Yanshu was speechless and mused, “Are you talking about me?”

Lu Yang never expected her first encounter with Jiang Ruzi to be in this situation. It was infinitely more awkward than she had imagined.

Jiang Yanzhou’s fingertips hooked around her wrist. “Don’t worry. I’m here..”
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