3183: C3183 Women Are for Those Who Love Them

C3183 Women Are for Those Who Love Them

The two of them were very close, breathing intertwined, heart thumping.

From her angle, she could see that the man's sexy Adam's apple was rolling.

Ding Ruirui swallowed her saliva and the tip of her tongue unconsciously licked her dry red lips. She asked, "Do you want to kiss me?"

After making up, Shen Guanlin had been very careful. Other than the kiss when she was honest, he had never kissed her again.

But now, they were sitting in the car and were very close to each other in a very intimate position. As long as one person raised their head or lowered their head, they would be able to touch each other.

Shen Guanlin stared straight at her. His brown pupils were glowing, but they were shining brightly.

He gently stroked her smooth chin with his fingers. The man's voice was slightly hoarse and magnetic. "I don't just want to kiss."

A simple kiss was not enough to satisfy his desire.

He was afraid of scaring her, so he restrained himself and made slow progress.

How could she ask that question under such an ambiguous situation? It was simply an intentional temptation.

Shen Guanlin held the back of her head with his palm, lowered his head, and bent down. He planted a gentle kiss on the girl's rosy lips.

Ding Ruirui's pupils dilated as she was caught off guard. Her fingers, which were pulling on her sleeves, tightened, but she did not wait for the next step.

"Wait a little longer."

Shen Guanlin laughed lightly and said in an ambiguous tone, "This place is not suitable."

His tone was indulgent, as if she was looking forward to it.

"Don't misunderstand, I didn't." Ding Ruirui turned her head away in annoyance. Just as she was about to leave, the hair that wrapped around the buttons pulled her back.

"Hiss -"

Ding Ruirui subconsciously pressed on the spot where her scalp was pulled. Shen Guanlin reminded her again, "Don't move."

"Then what should we do? Were there scissors in the car? A nail clipper is fine too!"

Shen Guanlin unbutton the buttons one by one in front of her, and covered her head with his jacket, "Don't move."

Ding Ruirui stopped moving. The movement just now had hurt her. Her eyes were slightly moist and watery, as if she had been bullied.

Shen Guanlin's eyes darkened. He restrained himself and looked away. His voice was inexplicably hoarse. "Wait for me in the car."

After saying that, Shen Guanlin opened the car door and left.

After a while, he came back with a pair of scissors. He cut it off at the end of the button with his hair tied around it. His hair separated from his coat, and the hair tied on the button was easily pulled out.

Ding Ruirui heaved a sigh of relief and casually fiddled with the curly hair with her fingers.

Shen Guanlin put the scissors away and put the coat on the chair. He said unintentionally, "I have never seen you roll your hair before."

Ding Ruirui's heart skipped a beat when she heard him. She explained in an unnatural tone,... "Just, try it."

Before coming to the airport, she could not help but do her hair. She carefully picked her clothes and put on makeup.

When she thought that she would be able to see him soon, she could not help but want to show him her most beautiful side.

A woman's appearance for someone who likes her is indeed correct.

She didn't want to say it, but how could Shen Guanlin, who had been paying attention to her, not know about it?1

His thin lips moved slightly, and he praised her generously, "Very beautiful."

Ding Ruirui's face became even hotter. She tried her best to remain calm, and her ears turned red. "Thank you."

The narrow space was filled with a sweet scent.

Not long after, the driver finally returned to his work post and took the two back to Ding Ruirui's small apartment.

Ding Ruirui was a little tired. She laid on the bed in the afternoon and slept. When she woke up, it was almost dark. The fragrant and hot dishes were placed on the table at home. There was a man busy in the kitchen.

Ding Ruirui walked to the kitchen door and called, "Shen Guanlin."

"It will be ready soon." He looked back and the corner of his mouth rose. There was a trace of gentleness in his cold eyes.

After the meal, Ding Ruirui found a few yellow grapefruit at home. She thought that since Shen Guanlin had made food for her and Yan, she also had to do something for him.

So she carried a grapefruit and went to find Shen Guanlin. "Do you want to eat this?"

"Okay."

The grapefruit's skin was thick and needed to be cut with a knife. Ding Ruirui did not find the fruit knife and stared at the kitchen knife in the kitchen.

Shen Guanlin's eyelids jumped and he took it from her hands. His tone did not allow any rejection. "I will do it. You go play with Ah Yan."

Seeing him pampering her like a child, Ding Ruirui felt somewhat helpless and could not help but raise the corners of her lips.

She took a step back and smiled gently. "Mister Shen, I'm already in my twenties. I'm not a child anymore."

Shen Guanlin glanced at her and pulled out a hand to pinch her cheek. "I know. But I'll do such a dangerous thing."

"Dangerous?"

Was it dangerous to cut a grapefruit with a kitchen knife?

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