"I might put all my attention on you. Every day, I worry about whether you eat well or wear warm clothes. You are more important than my life and I expect you to support me in the future. Won't you feel suffocated?"
Lu Bei thought about this question. He looked at Xiang Xiaoyuan. "Why don't you try it?"
Xiang Xiaoyuan: "What?"
"We can try it." Lu Bei was deep in thought. "I don't know if I'll suffocate, so let's give it a try."
Xiang Xiaoyuan: "In your dreams!"
The first day of the holiday was uneventful. Lu Wanggui brought them home after lunch. Lu Wanggui went to the bathroom to take a shower first. Xiang Xiaoyuan lay on the bed and played with her phone. She browsed through her Wechat moments. She did not post often. Sometimes, she would promote the convenience store and occasionally post a comment about Lu Bei. After browsing for a while, she realized that she had not mentioned Lu Wanggui in her Wechat moments at all!
She began to self-reflect. After thinking about it, she finally thought of a good idea. She sat up and walked around the room. Finally, she saw the gold-rimmed glasses that Lu Wanggui had taken off and put on the cupboard.
She carefully picked them up and put them on herself. Needless to say, the glasses felt different when she wore them. It was as if she could feel his aura. Xiang Xiaoyuan stepped on the wool carpet with bare feet and looked around curiously, she looked left and right in surprise. So this was the world that Lu Wanggui saw.
She came to the dressing table and couldn't help but laugh when she saw herself in the mirror. Was this how she looked when she wore glasses? After admiring it for a while, she took out her phone and took a selfie from a good angle. It was a very beautiful photo that deserved many likes.
She lowered her head to edit the content and shared it to her Wechat moments: [ Wearing CEO Lu's glasses, will I become rich like him? ]
This must be the highest level of public display of affection.
She could even play with his glasses. How intimate was their relationship? Just as she was studying the photo, Lu Wanggui came behind her. He was so quiet that he gave Xiang Xiaoyuan a fright. She wanted to jump up and punch him.
Lu Wanggui stared at the glasses on her nose bridge with a calm gaze. Xiang Xiaoyuan came back to her senses. "I'm just trying to see if it's real gold..."
"And?"
"I don't know."
Xiang Xiaoyuan had an innocent look on her face. "I haven't had the time to examine it."
Lu Wanggui raised his hand and took off the glasses. He casually placed them on the dressing table, but his gaze was still fixed on Xiang Xiaoyuan. The atmosphere was a little...
Xiang Xiaoyuan was only wearing his glasses, not his shirt. Why did he have such a big reaction?
She decisively changed the topic. "You have a mysophobia, right? You don't like me touching your glasses?"
Lu Wanggui continued to stare at her without saying anything. Just as Xiang Xiaoyuan was about to say something, he suddenly reached out and wrapped his arm around her wrist, pulling her into his embrace.
Lu Wanggui was gentle. His warm breath landed on her ear, and he kissed her eyes and the tip of her nose.
After a few intense kisses, Lu Wanggui said in a low voice, "Do you think I have mysophobia?"
Other than himself, only Xiang Xiaoyuan could touch Lu Wanggui's glasses.
As the world spun, Xiang Xiaoyuan felt as if she was in a sauna room. It was stuffy and humid. As she moved, she looked at the floor-to-ceiling curtains with her blurry eyes. There was wind blowing outside, and the dark curtains were fluttering. The lights in the room were soft, the atmosphere was just right. She felt a lifetime's worth of gentleness rippled through her body.
Xiang Xiaoyuan retracted her initial thoughts when she first transmigrated. Mature men could still last in bed!
When everything was over, she felt weak all over. She allowed Lu Wanggui to carry her to the bathroom to wash up. When she returned to bed, she fell asleep in a daze. She did not know that Lu Wanggui had hugged her and looked at her for a long time.
He remembered a classmate from a long time ago. That classmate was a poet. There was only one sentence written in his graduation book: [ Lu Wanggui, you should come down from heaven and experience the love and pain in life. ]
He had not thought much about this, but now he did. He had become an ordinary man whose emotions were controlled by her. He might get jealous and angry, but she would be able to calm him down in a second.
Xiaoyuan, I am more than lucky to have you in my life.