Say one thing and mean another

Su Qingli had her own little intentions when she suggested watching a movie with Lu Han, which was why she took the initiative to sit in his lap. So, when Lu Han expressed his desire to kiss her, Su Qingli felt not only joy but also a touch of emotion.

He still remembered their so-called "three rules"? This showed he respected her!

Su Qingli shifted her gaze from the big screen and slightly lifted her face, closing her eyes gently. This was her tacit agreement.

Under the flickering light, her small, naturally upturned mouth, coated with lip gloss, looked particularly alluring. Lu Han's Adam's apple bobbed as he leaned down to kiss her.

"Mmm..."

The moment their lips touched, Su Qingli couldn't help but let out a faint moan. Since the last time Lu Han kissed her, the pleasurable sensation lingered for a long time. Today, she finally tasted that delightful feeling again, making her feel incredibly comfortable.

As she was lost in the daze, she felt Lu Han's tongue lightly touch her lips. Almost instinctively, she opened her mouth, allowing him to deepen the kiss. 

Kissing was an interesting experience; after the initial awkwardness, Su Qingli had become quite adept. During the passionate lip-lock, though mostly passive, she occasionally teased him back by playfully licking his lips, adding a hint of seduction.

Deeply engrossed in the prolonged kiss, Su Qingli suddenly shivered. Lu Han was no longer content with just kissing; his hand slipped under her shirt, caressing her smooth, flat stomach.

Lu Han's heart raced as he felt her body stiffen momentarily before relaxing. He then moved his hand to her chest, despite the bra, finding it pleasantly elastic.

However, just as he intended to go further, Su Qingli firmly pressed his wandering hand down.

"You're naughty!"

Forced to end the kiss, Su Qingli buried her face in Lu Han's neck, breathing heavily. She felt like all the air had been sucked out of her lungs.

Men aren't bad if they don't flirt, but Lu Han didn't care why Su Qingli played these ambiguous games. He whispered, "Be good, let me touch you."

His voice was low and hoarse, filled with an inexplicable allure.

Su Qingli knew what Lu Han wanted. Blushing, she said, "No... I'm shy." 

She truly didn't mind letting her beloved man take some liberties, but this was the limit she could accept for now.

At least for now, she added silently. Though she was somewhat addicted to these ambiguous interactions, she hoped Lu Han would stop there.

"Alright."

Lu Han didn't insist and withdrew his hand, holding her quietly.

Su Qingli secretly sighed in relief but worried that her refusal might upset Lu Han. After a brief hesitation, she suddenly kissed him on the cheek as a small compensation.

Understanding her thoughts, Lu Han responded by gently pinching her collagen-rich cheeks.

Su Qingli smiled, enjoying this unspoken understanding.

Despite the warmth and comfort of Lu Han's embrace, she didn't fall asleep as she did during the horror movie. The romantic film's plot was captivating, and she remained engaged, occasionally interacting with Lu Han, sometimes being kissed and sometimes initiating kisses herself.

The movie ended perfectly, but as soon as the lights came on, Su Qingli immediately stood up. The self-deception in the dark had ended, like a beautiful dream that must eventually face reality.

She returned to her reserved demeanor, softly saying, "Let's go."

A woman's heart is as deep as the sea, and Lu Han couldn't guess Su Qingli's thoughts. He decided to go with the flow.

On the way home, Su Qingli suddenly had an idea: since there were many rooms in the villa, why not design a home theater? It would be a great way to enhance their relationship, living under the same roof.

In public theaters, even in dim environments, she felt restrained. But at home, it was different—just the two of them, free to do as they pleased. 

Subconsciously, she thought of certain blush-inducing scenarios. Oh, how embarrassing!

Lu Han didn't know what Su Qingli was thinking, only sensing something odd. She usually chatted while in his car, never this quiet.

When he dropped her off at Feicui Garden, she suddenly said, "Lu Han, aren't you going to walk me to the door?"

Looking through the window at the nearly adjacent gate, Lu Han was puzzled. He had always walked her to the door without getting out of the car.

What was different today?

"Just wait."

Lu Han got out of the car. It was already past nine, and the sky was completely dark, with shadows cast by the streetlights in the villa complex.

A cool breeze rustled the nearby yellowing plants. Walking side by side, Lu Han escorted Su Qingli to the door. Instead of saying goodbye, she stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

Caught off guard by the sudden kiss, Lu Han was confused until Su Qingli mumbled, "Don't move... my mom is watching from upstairs."

Glancing up, Lu Han indeed saw a figure standing by the third-floor French window.

It was strange, though. Even if they were just pretending, Su Qingli didn't need to kiss him just because her mother was watching. What logic was this?

After a few seconds, Su Qingli pulled away, gave him a look, and hurried inside.

Back home, Su Qingli took a shower and then half-lay on the bed, sending Lu Han a WeChat message:

[Don't misunderstand. There will be a kissing scene at the engagement banquet, so we can't appear unnatural.]

[So today was just practice.]

[Hmph, what a lucky pervert you are!]

After sending the message, Su Qingli tossed her phone aside, silently scolding herself for being contradictory...

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