Bai Yueguang returns to China, don't be a spare tire, divorce Lin

Chapter 180 It’s raining, take the opportunity to stay a little longer

Ye Wanqing had been feeling a dull pain in her lower abdomen lately. She silently calculated the days and secretly guessed that her period was coming soon.

At the end of March, spring is in full swing. Although the sun is not as scorching as in midsummer, it is enough to make people feel the warmth.

In such weather, a cup of room temperature drink seems to be nothing wrong, but for her who suffers from menstrual problems, warm drinks can always give her a little comfort.

"...Thank you so much..."

Ye Wanqing wanted to ask Lin Xuan why he suddenly handed her a cup of honey grapefruit tea, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back for unknown reasons.

His intentions were clear without further explanation.

She gently inserted the straw into the cup of tea with an alluring color and took a sip.

The light sweetness brushed across her taste buds gently, sweet but not greasy, just right, exactly the taste she loved.

Looking up at Lin Xuan again, he was concentrating on driving the car, his eyes fixed on the front.

Ye Wanqing had inadvertently fixed her gaze on his chiseled profile countless times.

And at this moment, when she looked at it carefully again, a different feeling surged in her heart.

Lin Xuan and Su Junyan actually don't have many similarities.

If you really compare them carefully, perhaps only the side profile of the nose and the outline of the end of the eye can give people a slight illusion.

However, when you really calm down and look carefully, you will find that Lin Xuan's profile lines are more resolute, revealing a sense of power that cannot be underestimated.

His lips were a little thinner than Su Junyan's. Although the peak of his lip was not very obvious, the lines at the corners of his lips were extremely sharp, as if they were carefully carved by a craftsman.

Although his nose is somewhat similar to Su Junyan's, they are actually quite different.

His nose tip is smaller and more delicate, his nose bridge is straight, and the lines are smooth and graceful.

As for those eyes, Su Junyan's eyes seemed to be able to see into people's hearts. His eyelids were clear and distinct, his eyes were deep and charming, and one could get a glimpse of his joy, anger, sorrow and happiness from them.

Although Lin Xuan's eyes are somewhat similar to Su Junyan's in appearance, especially when viewed from the side, when he looks at you directly, his black eyes are like a bottomless pool of water, without any emotion, making it difficult to understand.

Viewed from the side, Lin Xuan's face looked even more stern, and he exuded a chill that made people afraid to approach him easily.

Ye Wanqing's heart moved slightly, and then she withdrew her gaze and turned her eyes to the road conditions ahead.

Since it took nearly an hour and a half to record their statements at the police station, it was around 4:30 in the afternoon when they walked out of the police station.

The sky, which was originally clear, now became a little gloomy.

Looking out the car window into the distance, I saw dark clouds covering the sky, and it seemed that a heavy rain would pour down at any time.

Ye Wanqing couldn't help but think of the roses she had just pruned yesterday.

Looking at the dark clouds that were getting closer and closer, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

If the rain falls too heavily and too quickly, those delicate roses may not be able to withstand the invasion of wind and rain and will wither and scatter.

The red light ahead came on and the vehicle slowly stopped.

Lin Xuan took this opportunity to turn and look at Ye Wanqing standing beside him.

She tilted her head and looked out the window, seemingly unaware of his gaze.

The honey grapefruit tea in his hand was only tasted lightly. If he didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to notice that the drink in the cup had been reduced.

Lin Xuan remembered what Qin Huai had said to him on the road.

Qin Huai told him that girls often feel panicked and helpless when encountering such things.

And this is the best time for him to show his consideration and tenderness.

How to properly show your care is indeed an art. You need to avoid coldness and alienation, while also striking a balance between enthusiasm and sincerity.

For Lin Xuan, choosing a cup of Ye Wanqing's favorite drink was the most natural and moderate way of expression he could think of.

He stood in front of the milk tea shop's window, his eyes wandering among the dazzling array of drinks, trying to find out what Ye Wanqing liked.

As he remembered, Ye Wanqing had personally made lemon honey water for him in the villa. The taste of sweetness and sourness seemed to have become a subtle connection between them.

However, at this moment, he could not remember what flavor Ye Wanqing preferred.

He frowned slightly and thought to himself.

Suddenly, he had an idea and remembered that Ye Wanqing didn't seem to like drinks at room temperature and preferred the warm taste.

So, he spoke decisively and ordered a warm drink, but hesitated for a moment between lemon honey water and honey grapefruit tea.

In the end, it was Qin Huai's joke and the clerk's reminder that made him decide on a cup of warm honey grapefruit tea.

While waiting, Qin Huai confidently asserted that Ye Wanqing would definitely be touched by this attentiveness.

Lin Xuan was half-believing and half-doubting. His eyes kept falling on the drink in his hand, and he felt both expectant and nervous.

In the car, he quietly observed Ye Wanqing, but found that her reaction was not as obvious as Qin Huai said.

This made him feel a little lost.

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Xuan finally couldn't help but broke the silence.

Ye Wanqing was brought back to reality by his voice. She turned her head to look at him, a trace of confusion flashing in her eyes: "Ah? What did you say?"

"I'm asking you, are you thinking about what just happened?" Lin Xuan repeated, with a hint of imperceptible tenderness in his tone.

Ye Wanqing was slightly stunned, then nodded, and then quickly shook her head.

Her mind was indeed occupied by that incident, but those chaotic thoughts made her feel a little confused and she didn't know where to start.

Just then, the green light ahead came on, and Lin Xuan had to look away and restart the car.

However, fate always seemed to like to play jokes on us. As soon as we got home, heavy rain poured down.

To make matters worse, the electronic lock on the villa's main door suddenly malfunctioned. Ye Wanqing tried to operate the switch with her mobile phone many times in the car, but every time she tried, she failed.

She looked at the door of her home that was so close at hand, her heart filled with helplessness.

"It seems that we have to wait until the rain stops before we can think of a solution." Ye Wanqing sighed lightly, with a hint of loss in her tone.

Lin Xuan said nothing, but silently took the keys from her hand, unbuckled his seat belt, got out of the car and walked towards the gate.

Ye Wanqing watched him quickly open the door, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

When she was about to get off the car, she found that Lin Xuan was soaked all over, with messy hair sticking to his forehead, but he still remained calm.

She quickly took out a tissue, but felt that her action was a bit unnecessary.

Lin Xuan quickly drove the car into the garage, and Ye Wanqing got out right after him: "Go to the guest room and change your clothes first, don't catch a cold."

Lin Xuan nodded and walked straight to the guest room.

Ye Wanqing poured two cups of hot water, stood in front of the bar and hesitated for a moment, then finally walked into the kitchen and started making ginger soup.

When Lin Xuan changed into his bathrobe and went downstairs, Ye Wanqing had already brought the ginger soup to the table.

She looked at his slightly disheveled appearance and wanted to remind him that it was Su Zimo's bathrobe, but thinking of his mysophobia, she swallowed her words in the end.

"Drink some ginger soup to drive away the cold." Ye Wanqing said softly, with a hint of imperceptible concern in her tone.

She knew that Lin Xuan didn't like strong-flavored seasonings, and the taste of this ginger soup was indeed a bit pungent.

But she still cooked it, hoping that he would drink some for his health.

Lin Xuan glanced at her, picked up the ginger soup, and drank it all without hesitation.

His movements were smooth, as if he was telling her with his actions that his feelings were so firm and unwavering.

"Thank you."

Lin Xuan responded briefly, but there was an indescribable light in his eyes.