Chapter 401: Chapter 375: Frosty Red Like Flowers (Thanks to Alliance Leader Shui Yu Qing for the Reward +7)

Although Yu Minglang was eager, he wasn’t insane enough to take Xiao Qian directly to his place and push her down.

He remembered that Xiao Qian hadn’t eaten, so he took her to a Western restaurant.

Xiao Qian didn’t expect him to be this thoughtful. The romantic atmosphere hinted at what might happen next, and the two of them shared an unspoken understanding.

Yu Minglang ordered two steaks. Watching him cut the steak, Xiao Qian felt like it was a hidden hint, as if she might be like the steak, cut by him all night…

With such thoughts in mind, she couldn’t taste the food but only felt an intense, burning heat, like the sultry moment before a heavy rain, eagerly waiting.

Yu Minglang quickly finished his food and stared at Xiao Qian so intensely that she couldn’t eat anymore.

“What are you thinking?” She lowered her head, using elegant cutting movements to hide her inner heat.

“I suddenly thought of a saying.”

“Oh?” He knows sayings?

“In the blazing fire, the eager heart, across a thousand miles, I met your beautiful shadow, and like a butterfly, I go looking for flowers…”

“Cough!” Xiao Qian choked on her steak.

Yu Minglang hurriedly patted her back. She blushed and glanced at him resentfully. He wanted to tease her a bit and show off his literary talent, but her gaze electrified him.

This was truly a look full of charm, capable of hooking anyone in.

In reality, Xiao Qian was just glaring at him seriously.

Now, all of Yu Minglang’s thoughts were developing downwards, seeing an unspeakable color in everything, thinking that Xiao Qian was being shy.

Xiao Qian angrily bit, her teeth grinding on the fork. What is this Yu Minglang doing?

When suppressed, he was a perfect gentleman, but as soon as she gave him a hint, he wildly let himself go. Using such a messy expression here is unbearably disgraceful.

After a long drought, encountering a sweet drizzle, the transformation from butterfly to moth in search of flowers… These words are pretty normal on their own, but when he strings them together, they become improper.

“Qian Bao, can you comment on which of these phrases is better than your maple forest night scene?”

Such a shameless guy, still licking his chops for praise.

Xiao Qian forcefully stabbed her beef.

“If you keep bragging, I’m going home, and then your ‘butterfly’ won’t find the ‘flower’ and become a fluttering moth, dropping dust everywhere!”

“…” Yu Xiaoqiang, who wanted to display his literary talent, fell silent.

She’s beautiful, she’s right, whatever she says is correct.

“Here, Qian Bao, eat more.” His dark eyes were bright.

Maybe it was just an illusion, but Xiao Qian felt like many people were staring at her whenever she went out with Yu Minglang.

During dinner, the waitress stared at her for a long time. After eating and trying to show that he wasn’t too eager, he parked the car at his apartment and, holding her hand, took a leisurely stroll in the garden downstairs.

He pretended not to be in a hurry, claiming it was for digestion after dinner, but actually pondered how he would act when they went inside. He had read a lot of theory, but still felt a little nervous when it came to practice.

“Xiao Qiang… have you noticed that there are so many people staring at me?” Xiao Qian didn’t know if she was just paranoid, but she felt like there were too many people looking at her today, as if the whole city knew she was going to offer herself up for the nose-bleeding, passionate young man “to enjoy.”

“Maybe they think you’re beautiful.” Yu Minglang’s observation skills were zero tonight, as his entire focus was on Xiao Qian.

The more he looked at her, the more he felt like his heart was on fire, the sparks jumping outwards.

Such straightforward praise made Xiao Qian’s face hot and steamy, but she felt pleased. Which woman wouldn’t like to be complimented by the man she loves? Just knowing she could enchant him to this extent filled her with a sense of accomplishment.

She tiptoed and whispered in his ear.

“Am I pretty?”

“You’re beautiful. There are a million flavors of love, two of which are: astonishing time and warming the years. Meeting you is more than enough; my Xiao Mei is a woman of a thousand charms.”

Xiao Qian wanted to bewitch Yu Minglang, but instead, she blushed even more from his enchanting words. When she looked up and saw his mischievous expression, tonight’s Xiao Qiang had lost his usual clumsy, big boy image and suddenly looked like a mature man with a wicked charm that was intoxicating.

As she gazed at him with seemingly calm but deep affection, Yu Minglang felt he had reached his limit of endurance.

He suddenly grabbed her hand, using his broad palm to warm her small hand, looking straight ahead and spoke with a particularly stern tone.

“Are you cold? Let’s go inside.”

What would happen once they were inside was clear to both of them.

Once they entered the room, Yu Minglang embraced Xiao Qian, as if the man who had been able to pretend so well outside was not him.

Xiao Qian felt both amused and moved. He truly wanted to give her an unforgettable and beautiful memory, and holding back until now must have been his limit.

Wrapping her arms around his neck and gazing into his deep eyes, she asked teasingly.

“Elder Brother, what are you going to do, hm?”

“Uncle won’t do anything, just hold you, do nothing…”

When a man says he won’t do anything, it usually means he wants to do everything.

He lowered his head, even bringing a romantic feeling.

He wickedly asked, “My dear Xiao Mei, now, can we set a date for your maple forest night scene?”

Tonight, Yu Minglang’s charm was off the charts, releasing a powerful attack after powerful attack, but Xiao Qian hadn’t responded right away.

He pried her hands off. One moment he was immersed in the pink love hearts and floating in the air, ready to take her on a romantic adventure, and the next moment, Yu Minglang was baffled. What was going on?

Why did Xiao Mei suddenly change her mind?

Could it be that Xiao Mei didn’t like such gentle approaches?

Xiao Qian stepped back, her face showing embarrassment.

After being pushed away twice in a row, Yu Minglang was puzzled. “What’s wrong?”

“Because… frosty leaves are redder than February flowers, get out! I need to go to the bathroom!!!”