Chapter 1082: Thank You

Lu Chuan's breathing was rapid; perhaps the intimate contact in the enclosed environment magnified his sensitivity, so that the subtle touch on the scars was like a slight electric current along the spine, making him uncontrollably tense.

In the end, he held down her hand that was sliding toward his shoulder, enduring:

"These really don't hinder anything, no need to look."

Thinking about it, he said again: "If you really mind, actually the hospital suggested I go for treatment, skin grafting or something. I can..."

He hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded firmly: "Will seeing these scars put pressure on you? The hospital can handle them, it's not a big problem."

Actually, it still required a long time, repeated surgical adjustments, and strong recovery and endurance. But now Lu Chuan lightly skipped over them, only calming his breathing, and said sincerely:

"I hope the beginning between us is not based on guilt and gratitude."

Too intense and heavy emotions would make people tired and eventually lead to collapse. He didn't want that.

But for Song Tan, her only pressure was that Lu Chuan's constitution was too good and too sensitive to spiritual energy; these problems that could be solved and repaired were not pressure to her at all.

The spiritual energy just now was not worth mentioning, but over time, day after day, there would always be a day of slow recovery.

The rice balls with residual warmth were pinched just right, and every bite could bite out a wonderful taste; Song Tan ate happily, and had a further appreciation for Lu Chuan's craftsmanship.

He thought slightly: "I can come over often to accompany you after the New Year. By comparison, my time is relatively free."

Yuncheng wasn't a very fashionable city, and the few people left in this national chain cafe were mostly young couples.

She even made a plan for Lu Chuan:

And Song Tan smiled, sat back in the seat, and then turned her head to ask:

The two found a cafe to sit down, Long Fei picked and picked, but in the end, she didn't like those, only ordered a few drinks for the family, and would pick them up when leaving.

Without those vague touches that seemed to scratch his heart, the mist in Lu Chuan's eyes gradually disappeared, his eyes became focused again, and he turned his head and said softly:

In that short gaze, Lu Chuan heard his own heartbeat like a drum.

"I... might need to adapt. Step by step."

Lu Chuan didn't speak, just stunned and thoughtful.

"Dear boyfriend, thank you."

He turned his palm, held Song Tan's hand in his palm, his fingers rubbing into the gaps, tightly clasped with hers.

"Appearance is sometimes important, sometimes not so important—I admit that my special favor for you at the beginning was due to your face. But isn't your face also a part of you?"

Lu Chuan raised his head slightly, only to see that under the reflection of the car lights, Song Tan's eyes seemed to be filled with shattered starlight.

"Oh." Song Tan seemed to have regrets, thoughtful: "Then fine, listen to you—but can I kiss you?"

Thinking about it, she asked again: "Let's go, will you feel dry just eating that? Let's go buy a cup of water—what do you want to drink?"

And then, his raised hand stopped in mid-air, only feeling as if a butterfly touched his forehead, stayed for a short time, and then slowly left.

The hat had rolled to one side, the person opposite was getting closer and closer, and when Lu Chuan subconsciously closed his eyes, he felt hair with the scent of grass and trees sliding past his ears.

Lu Chuan thought: "Originally it was scheduled to stay for a week—the flowers and plants at my home also need watering in a week."

*Plop! *

She thought about it, and said seriously: "If you are really ordinary, for example, looking like Qin Yun and He Kuang. Then to repay your kindness, I can only be a horse and a servant."

Song Tan laughed: "Look, you can't even stand it yourself. After all, if I were ordinary-looking and had a sloppy personality, I'm afraid you wouldn't be willing to have intimate contact with me either!"

And Song Tan swallowed the rice ball in two or three bites, but asked another question: "When do you guys plan to return to the Imperial Capital?"

She got out of the car first, then held the car door and reached out to him. Lu Chuan's movement of getting out of the car paused, and he also obediently handed over his palm.

"Still quite good." Lu Chuan handed her the last rice ball: "And my mom and I can take turns driving—what's wrong? Is it because of your work?"

Lu Chuan's hand wrapping the rice ball paused, helplessly: "It's not necessary to use them as a metaphor..." It was impossible to imagine that scene.

Fortunately, the rice ball didn't have a very strong taste, the clerk seemed to want to say something, but Song Tan was staring at her phone, Lu Chuan only looked up at her slightly, his cold white skin was exceptionally outstanding against the milky yellow hat.

Sweet rice, crispy and salty fried rice, rich and tender tea eggs, and fragmented fresh vegetable leaves and oil dregs...

Song Tan was thoughtful: "Then driving back to the Imperial Capital from here takes ten hours, are you tired alone?"

"After a week, you guys go back to the Imperial Capital according to the original plan, and I'll bring you some specialties to take back as New Year gifts for others."

When peeling the plastic wrap of the rice ball, he asked casually: "Does this... count as saving a life, and promising yourself? If I were ordinary-looking and really special?"

Which made her turn around instantly, her cheeks red, and go back.

"What about coming over often to accompany me..." Song Tan looked up at him: "Since we've confirmed the relationship, isn't it normal to spend the New Year at my house?"

"Bravely reaching out for the misfortune of a stranger—that's the reward you deserve."

And your palm gently held his head and face, and the face full of spirit slowly leaned closer.

"Eat! Raising you is more delicate than raising myself!"

They ate the coffee and desserts one bite at a time; by comparison, Long Fei holding the rice ball was exceptionally eye-catching.

But now she could only regretfully retract her hand: "I thought you would like it very much... Isn't the next step of falling in love more intimate contact?"

After a moment of silence, Lu Chuan rolled down the car window, took the thermal bag from the front seat, and took out the rice balls prepared in the morning.

The enclosed car became a bit stuffy.

"Are you hungry? I heard your stomach growling."

*Plop! *

Hot and cool palms clasped, although it was only a short time together, Lu Chuan felt that they had been intimate for a long time, and now everything was smooth and natural.

Lu Chuan was stunned, and saw Song Tan kneeling on the seat; this posture straightened her waist, which would make her look taller.

Then she laughed again: "Look, you can't even stand it yourself. After all, if I were ordinary-looking and had a sloppy personality, I'm afraid you wouldn't be willing to have intimate contact with me either!"

Song Tan leaned over, opened her mouth to bite off a piece from his hand, and then said as a matter of course:

"Then you tidy up the flowers and plants, and Auntie brings more daily necessities and drives over—my family's New Year's Eve dinner, Auntie will want to eat it very much, right?"

The rice ball was wrapped by Lu Chuan and handed over, but Song Tan didn't take it, only turned her head and took a bite casually. Then she hurriedly tore off the plastic wrap and wrapped a relatively sloppy rice ball for him: ===== CHAPTER 1083 =====